Chapter 12

I'll Show You My Weakness

A/N: So this is a shorter chapter, but I didn't feel comfortable starting Year Two at the end, so that'll have to until next time. Consider this a slight filler, maybe? And if it's sounds cheesy, I apologize. I've been really struggling, and if I'm to be honest, I mean I'm going through a dark period with my depression. Writing does help, but doesn't mean it's my best writing.

And for that, I apologize. But I appreciate everyone who's been wanting another chapter.

And…

HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY!

That's right! One year ago I first Published Meddling with Potions, and since then, I've received positive feedback and tons of views! I greatly appreciate everyone who has Favorited or added an Alert to this story. It truly means everything that people are loving what I've created. Here's to the next year, hopefully with more chapters, and more Severus & Aurora!

Disclaimer I only own Aurora and any other OC's.

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The morning sun of dawn seemed to arrive fairly early for the Potions Master as his eyelids progressively opened to see the small flicker of light float through the Black Lake, wavering through the small opening in the black window curtains. Groaning, Severus rubbed sleep from the corner of each eye, sight foggy, but his mind was clear. Upon his side, the professor tightened his arms around Aurora, whose back was firm against his front. She stirred as his muscles tightened around her frame, but sleep still claimed her beauty. Slowly releasing his hold upon the witch, the wizard peered down at the woman; her dark locks cascaded across the pillow as she firmly held the covers around her nude physique.

Barely placing a kiss upon her temple, the man slowly receded from the bed and stood to his feet. Quickly throwing on flannel bottoms – the pair he never even put on the night before – Severus quietly left the room, gently shutting the door behind as he walked to the front of his private chambers. Memories of the night before flood his mental state as he looked over at the couch where it all started. Smirking, the man remembered the warmth of Aurora's flesh beneath his fingers, the way her body held those womanly curves, and the tightness of her…

Blinking, the man groaned, realizing he had brought a hard-on upon his manhood. Fuck, he thought, itching to grasp himself.

Turning towards the small kitchen, Severus grabbed the usual pot and mixed the coffee beans into the water once it had boiled. Stirring the magic he was about to pour, Severus turned his body towards his bedroom as the door creaked open; his sight was met with one so beautiful. Aurora stood in the doorway clad in his white button up shirt, her legs bare mid-thigh to her feet. Swallowing the lump in his throat, Severus restrained his mouth. The male almost threw the woman over his shoulder when she raised a finger to her mouth and bit the knuckle, a look of utmost attractiveness etched over her face.

A yawn broke upon her face as she covered his mouth and made her way towards her male companion. Walking in his direction, Aurora lightly touched his arm as she noticed he was brewing a drink and not a potion. "I heard you making some noise in here…" She yawned once more. "…ah, I was wondering what you were doing."

"I needed some coffee. Want some?"

"Oh, yes please."

Pouring them each a cup, Aurora leaned her back against the kitchen counter, hands cupping the side of the glass, the warmth of the brew flooded her insides with content as a smile wove itself upon her lips. "Mhm, this is delicious, Severus, thank you."

"No need for that, Aurora. I survive on a cup every morning."

"I bet," she giggled.

Looking at her through the corner of his eyes, Severus nudged her with his hip, but as he did so, Aurora winced, quickly placing a palm over her lower abdomen. Sensing her discomfort, Severus placed his cup on the counter, covering her hand with his. "Does it hurt…?"

Cheeks burning tomato red, Aurora slightly nodded, her voice small as she answered, "A…A little. If anything, it's sore, rather than painful." Noticing what he was about to say, she closed his mouth by placing a finger upon his lips. "And don't say you're sorry."

Smirking, Severus looked away, before narrowing his eyes in her direction. "Then allow me to show you I'm sorry." Taking her cup, Severus placed it upon the counter, watching Aurora's eyebrow raise in question, watching both him and his actions. Working quickly, the wizard waved his hand causing his shirt that Aurora was currently wearing to be cut straight down the front, flailing open, allowing the man to push the white material off her shoulders until it gathered around her elbows, limiting her mobility, locking the woman in place. Severus grinned, noticing she decided to forgo wearing any undergarments.

"S-Severus?!"

"Shh," he demanded in a quiet voice. Grasping her hips, the Potions Master easily lifted the female by her hips and placed her onto the counter, squealing from the coolness of the granite, tingling her buttocks. "Severus Tobias Snape! What on earth are you doing?!"

Kneeling, the wizard pushed her thighs apart, the obsidian of his irises twinkled with mischief, somewhat understanding why Peeves the Poltergeist typically tricked people on a daily basis. "Didn't I tell you to be quiet?" Severus challenged, his voice firm as he pushed his lips upon her nether region, eliciting Aurora to squeal and squirm, her legs desiring to close around the wizard's head, but his hands refused her thighs to move an inch. The man licked and prodded, teased and maddened the woman, her voice echoing within his ears as he consumed her delectable juices. Minutes had only passed before Aurora seized Severus's head, holding the man in place, screaming towards the heavens as pleasure erupted across her lower abdomen. She could only breath as the male pulled away and stood to his feet.

Chest quickly rising and falling, Aurora pulled the man closer, smothering her juices across their lips, but the woman didn't care – hell, the thought that she was thus tasting herself turned the witch on, her arousal even more apparent as the wetness increased between her thighs. Edging a finger inside her depths, Severus was careful when Aurora winced, but moaned immediately after. "Fuck, Aurora…Gods, you are so wet…"

Just hearing the man speak in such a manner increased her lust. Pulling the man closer, a sudden bravado allowed her to seductively whispered into his ear, "Make me wetter, Severus…"

Dragging the flimsy material of his bottoms down his hips, the wizard replied with, "Then you better hold on tight," before ramming his manhood into her depths, Aurora's screams the only sound echoing across the stone chamber.

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Several hours later, Aurora stood within her own chambers, having already showered and dressed since her early morning lovemaking session with Severus in his kitchen; she had already attended the final breakfast of the year, and was almost finished with packing her basic necessities. The students had already left on the train back to London, leaving the witch to pack and take her time. Anything that she wouldn't need over the summer would remain in her quarters until new term began in September. As the last item was diminished in size and placed into her trunk, the portrait to her chambers opened, revealing Severus as he walked in, arms steady by his sides.

"Hello, Severus."

He nodded his head in acknowledgment. "Aurora."

The simplicity in their greetings caused the witch to chuckle. "Is that how we're speaking to each other now?"

Completely ignoring her question, Severus instead replied with his own. "When will you be leaving?"

"Huh? Oh, well, I'm actually finished packing, so in a few minutes, I guess." Standing, Aurora walked up to the wizard, noticing how he avoided her gaze. "Severus? Is everything alright?" Clenching and unclenching his fist, Severus held his hand up, showing Aurora a small piece of parchment he had hidden from view. "What's this?" she asked.

"If you look, you'll answer your own question."

She huffed. "Goodness, so rude," she muttered. Opening the parchment, Aurora was surprised to see his address sprawled across the paper; confusion evident across her face. "I, I don't understand. Severus?"

"Though you may remember my residence from when we were younger, this is to inform you that…" Taking a deep breath, Severus allowed himself to speak freely. "…that you are welcome to stay with me for the duration of the summer."

Blinking, Aurora was left speechless, her head moving between the parchment in her hand and her lover. "Oh my, Severus are you sure? I don't want to be a bother! Besides, there's Sapphire and Merlin, too. I couldn't possibly ask you to take them in as well."

"Aurora." Stepping forward, Severus cupped her cheek. "I am well aware of both Sapphire and Merlin, my invitation extends to them, as well. Last night…you said your home isn't the same with your mother gone. I…that is, if you want…" Turning away, the words Severus yearned to say were lodged in his throat. "It's not the best…accommodations, as I'm barely there, only for summer break. It's old, dirty…but…My home is open for you, if you want, because…" But the man wasn't allowed to finish his sentence as Aurora threw herself at him, latching her arms around his neck and squeezing with all her might.

"You don't understand how much this means to me, Severus." Retreating just enough until their foreheads leaned together, Aurora beamed, her eyes glistening with a few tears. "I – this is, Severus, I can't…"

"Shh, then don't say anything. Just promise you'll stop by, at least before summer is over."

"I promise." And she sealed it with a kiss.

Pulling herself away, Aurora grabbed her traveling cloak and trunk, looking up at Severus, his sight watching her movements. The man did not want her to leave, but understood her need to do so; there he was, standing with an emotionless façade, whereas his counterpart was the exact opposite. "I don't know why this is so hard," she whispered, her voice pulling away his train of thoughts.

Grasping her hand, they walked out of her chambers, moving towards the courtyard at the front of the school. "Think of it this way: you'll be traveling, seeing sights you've missed, or those you've never seen before. Enjoy this summer, Aurora. I told you last night, I'm not going anywhere."

Silence encased their small bubble as they made their way through the castle, but both witch and wizard were comfortable just being near the other. It was strange to see no teachers as they moved, but then again, they were probably resting in their chambers, some packing to head home, while others content that the year was now over. It didn't take much time before they were outside the grand doors, Aurora glancing up, hand held tightly upon her trunk handle. Glancing at Severus, she quickly pecked his lips, and moved backwards, needing a quick reply, otherwise she wouldn't leave. She didn't like that her leaving was difficult, she didn't think it would be.

Then again, she had been pushing the thought away from her thoughts, never allowing herself one minute to imagine what this moment would be.

And for what? She would only be gone for several weeks – two, three months? It's not as if she was leaving the man for good, but with their relationship growing, and how her heart only beat for him, she didn't want to imagine the wizard not being by her side. Severus had become her rock, as her first year teaching at Hogwarts had been rough with her mother passing, the man stayed by her side, during the moments she was both happy and crying with pain. The man was gravely misunderstood by his peers and the students; they saw "the bat of the dungeons," not the man whose led a harsh life, one of turmoil, pain and suffering. Severus was a man of few words around others, but around Aurora, he was simply a man wanting to be loved.

"I'll write you when I can, ok?" Severus nodded, arms crossed, but she only smiled. Eyes peering into the distance, Aurora waved her hand, causing the wizard to peer behind him, as Albus and Minerva waved in return. Giggling, Aurora gave Severus one last smile before mouthing I love you, and:

POP.

She was gone.

Staring aimlessly into the space she'd been standing, Severus wasn't exactly sure how he should feel in the moment. Was he upset that she would be gone for some time? Yes. Did he now feel lonely once again, before she came back into his life? Oh, yes. But was he fuming with anger that Albus and Minerva were now standing on either side of his frame?

Oh, bloody hell he was.

Turning to head back into his chambers, Albus touched his shoulder and said, "Severus, my boy. You and Aurora seem, friendly, I see."

Minerva chimed in, "Something tells me your friendliness has been occurring for some time, hasn't it Severus?"

Internally groaning, the Potions Master gritted his teeth, feeling as if he was being questioned by his parents. "Albus, Minerva," he acknowledged as he moved past them into the castle but wasn't able to move far before the Headmaster's voice filled his ears.

"Seems he doesn't want to tell us."

"And since when, Albus?" Minerva questioned.

"And why are you two here?" Severus asked as they followed the male professor into the castle.

"We were discussing the happenings throughout the year and happened to see the two of you. We noticed your, interaction, and decided to stop by. And where has Aurora apparated to? Home, for the summer?"

"If you are so inclined to question, Headmaster, Aurora has decided to travel for the duration of summer, as going home will be difficult."

The three stopped as the rounded near the entrance to the Great Hall, Albus running a hand along his beard, eye gleaming with questions. The Headmaster was one of a curious nature, and Severus had to question how far that personality would take the man to achieve any answers he sought. "I see. Yes, Ms. Warrington has had a worrying year. Unfortunately, I haven't had much time to speak with her on my own, how is she fairing, Severus?"

"Headmaster, you could simply ask the girl yourself."

"Don't try to fool us, Severus. I've seen the way you look at her during meals. You two are always together when class wasn't in session." Minerva pipped in, mischievousness written all over her face.

"Minerva…" The Potions Master growled, but sighed when he knew the two were in on this together, and there was no going around until each received the answers they were looking for. "Aurora is doing better. There are days where she struggles, but the woman misses her mother. If you're looking for something different, I suggest you ask her personally. Now, if you will excuse me, Albus, Minerva." Severus nodded in their direction before briskly turning in the direction of the dungeons towards his private chambers. But the voice of his Headmaster halted the man in his position.

"Severus, after all this time, it was Aurora?"

Never turning to face the Headmaster, Severus' lone reply was to whisper, "Always," before briskly walking away.

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Aurora had always been one for traveling, it was something she acquired from her mother at a young age. Growing up, the witch loved exploring new parks, places around the town, even wandering to new cities. Once Cassandra remarried when Aurora was nine, the three traveled outside the country every summer and winter; after graduating from Hogwarts, the witch traveled around the world on her own, seeing brand new places and people she had never imagined.

She traveled to different locations for work experience Romania and worked with dragons; Egypt to discover the magical capabilities of the ancient Egyptians; America to work at their magical institution and to be an apprentice under the wing of their Potions Master. But for personal journeys, Aurora ventured to Italy, Greece, Russia, China, Australia, Iceland, and different countries within both Africa and South America.

Currently, she was residing within Japan, her journey landing her in Tokyo; she'd been to the ancient island several times before as it had become her favorite place to visit, besides Greece, of course.

Several days had passed since she left Hogwarts as her first year of teaching had come to an end, and therefore, left Severus behind as well, needing to leave the country, not able to live at home since her mother passed. Once arriving, she spent her nights within a Ryokan, enjoyed a daily meal of ramen and wandered through the ancient city as she had already completed the "tourist" attractions on previous visits. This time around, she wanted to be with the people, to act as one and live as one.

But time passed slowly, even though only five days had passed with the traditional dance involving the sun and moon cycle. Walking through the ever-bustling city of Tokyo, Aurora was reminded how much the peace and quiet she enjoyed with Severus had calmed her so. Thriving upon the energy of people was one aspect of life, but immersing oneself into one individual allowed for a true connection. Speaking with person after person had left Aurora smiling, but the individuals she witnessed each day she was visiting left a hole in her chest. They weren't who she wanted to see, they weren't who she wanted to hug, to kiss, to wake up in the morning and be held within their arms.

Standing from her zabuton, Aurora's mind had decided. Though she had as much time as needed, the woman didn't want to waste another minute.

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Grinding his teeth for the millionth time that day, Severus groaned with dissatisfaction etched across his features, tossing the ruined Billywig Sting into the trash bin, having smashed the ingredient instead of slicing with a knife. Reaching for the jar which held more, the male contemplated continuing his potion making and opted to quit. Having replaced his ingredients and materials to their correct spots upon the storage shelves, Severus left his private potions room and walked up the stairs into his personal home within Spinner's End.

Glancing around among the walls lined with books upon books, the male professor sighed, a hand running through his oily hair – hair that only Aurora had dared to touch and continued to touch. The main room was lined with various texts, placed with a simple, yet noticeably aged, armchair, with one door leading to the kitchen while another led to the main hallway, connected to the front entrance. Closing the hidden door that led to the basement-turned-potions room, Severus grabbed the latest Daily Prophet, reclaiming his seat upon the armchair, wand waving towards the fireplace, igniting the wood with heat, instantly warming the house.

Rain pelted against the dirty windows and the roof shingles. It had been rainy nonstop since Severus had arrived, returning from Hogwarts several days prior . The weather caused the adult to smirk as his eyes scanned over the inconceivable writing that was constructed by a new columnist known as "Rite Skeeter". Aurora had been the one to tell Severus that it was days like this that she loved; the rain was perfect to curl by the fire and read a good book, and how she also preferred to wear sweatpants and a baggy sweatshirt. Her remark caused Severus to describe how everyone claims that to be their reason for loving rainy days; but Aurora didn't care.

Gods, I love that woman so much, he thought.

She cared, but at the same time, Aurora truly didn't give ten shits what people thought about her. His lover sought to do what was right, and if that placed her in the wrong, then consequences be damned and thrown out the window. Aurora was given detention for punching James Potter in the face after openly threatening Severus once again.

Then there was the time she poured Babbling Beverage into Sirius Blacks morning cup of pumpkin juice for talking about rudely Severus.

She scolded Lucius Malfoy, while slipping her words into another language, when he demanded she do his Seventh Year homework just because he was a Prefect.

But the most courageous, and the most preposterous, action she had ever done was when she followed Severus into the Shrieking Shack and saved him from Remus Lupin when he transformed into a Werewolf, a nasty prank by the hands of one Sirius Black.

Looking back during his time when both he and Aurora were students at Hogwarts, Severus realized that a majority of the actions she had taken against other students was mainly due to the fact it was focused on him. Her desire for justice was there as she sought to protect others, but she thus took matters into her own hands when it came to Potter and his group of friends. Bloody hell, Severus thought. Thinking back on her Seventh Year, their relationship and how he acted after she graduated swarmed through his mentality. Her actions, words, it all made sense.

Never seeking a thank you, never needing gratitude for her actions, Aurora truly was protecting the one she loved and had loved. Until her final day being a student, her mind was focused on loving others, while neglecting herself.

Folding the Daily Prophet and tossing it upon the stand to his side, Severus cradled his head, the same question from the other night bursting forth until it was the only set of words he could state. "What did I do to deserve her?"

Honestly, what in the bloody hell did I do? Nothing, absolutely nothing! The woman is an absolute angel and I…I literally am the bat of the dungeon. Her bright and beautiful aura is saintly compared to my dank and bleak exterior. The sensation I have for her is undeniably genuine, honest.

"I don't deserve her," he whispered, answering his earlier question.

Being pulled from his reverie, Severus noticed that there was an insistent knocking upon his front door. Not knowing who it could be, the professor stood to his feet and made his way to the small foyer, his hand gripping the handle as he opened the door, confused who would be here in the rain. No one ever visits him, ever. A cloaked figure filled his vision, but before he could question the individual's presence, the figure removed their soaked-through hood to reveal Aurora in all her glory.

Soaking from the rain, hair plastered against her ice-pale skin, Severus stood stock still, his vision filled with beauty. Five days had passed, the man wanted nothing except for Aurora to be in his arms; it was incredible how the woman brought out the tenderness hidden within, something the man forbade himself to display, as it could be seen as a weakness for others to exploit and manipulate. Stepping forward into the rain, Aurora stepped back, pulling the man into the same condition as she. Pelts of rain cool as ice seeped through the blackness of his hair, drenched through several layers of clothing before blanketing his skin. Droplets fell from loose strands, clashing against skin, falling towards the cobblestone ground below. A similar image was reflected upon Aurora, though Severus could see her shaking limbs underneath the cloak. Inhaling a shaky breath, she finally spike. "S-Severus? I'm hoping your offer is still valid."

Groaning with lust and passion, Severus reached forward, grasping her arm, pulling her towards his chest. "You dunderhead, of course it's still valid. Now get over here," and he smashed his lips upon hers. Aurora's hands weaved through his matted hair, seeking solace that only her lover could grant. Dragged through the door, mouths formed in an unbreakable kiss, Severus closed the entrance into the house, softly forcing Aurora against the aged wood. Wandering hands explored already known territory, grabbing flesh, tearing at clothing.

Each lover needed more.

Unlacing her cloak, the Potions Master tossed the article of clothing aside, her skin frigid beneath his fingertips. Hands reaching for the button on her jeans, popping them open before the male thrust his hand inside, Aurora squeaking, his burning hands against were frozen flesh. Stirring his lips from hers, Severus caressed her chin down to her neck, focusing on the particular spot just below her ear. "You dunderhead…." he muttered. "It's your fault you're cold, you stood out in the rain."

"Ah, oh Severus, I…I was nervous to see you…"

"And because of that, I'm assuming your body is gradually numbing, is it not?" Aurora nodded meekly, her eyes timidly sought his, causing the man to heavily sigh. "We need to get you warm…but," Severus danced his fingers underneath the lining of her undies, seeking the heat he knew existed. "…let's see if I can warm you up first."

Not able to deny his advances, Aurora succumbed to the pleasure rippling across her lower abdomen, Severus' fingertips nudging her clit, gradually increasing her body temperature. Standing in the rain hadn't been the best decision, the witch knew this was true, as each article of clothing bonded to her fragile skin. Though her lover's technique was working, as Aurora could feel her very skin burn, warming to the touch; but her muscles still trembled, limbs weakening as the combined cold between her and the male overpowered her arousal.

Acknowledgement appeared on Severus' face, but the man devised a quick plan. Removing slick fingers from her depths, the wizard grasped his woman's hips, forcing her legs to wrap around his waist as he moved away from the front entrance. Planting her head upon his shoulder, Aurora focused her mind on his movements, noticing the ascension up a flight of stairs while maneuvering around the banister. Electrical light flooded her the outside of her eyelids, running water through pipes piqued her curiosity to see Severus igniting the warmth of his shower before slowly lowering Aurora to her feet.

Deep obsidian orbs fixated on her blue eyes, hands trailing amongst her clothing, slowly removing each piece of drenched fabric. Arms raised above her head, Aurora followed his nonverbal instructions as he stared her down, desire and hunger etched across his features.

Her darkened sweater tumbled to the floor, plopping to the ground in a sopping mess. Before his fingers could shimmy her jeans over her womanly hips, the female stopped his hands, reaching forward, pulling at the buttons of his frock. Steam encased the closed bathroom, the tightened muscles around her fingers loose enough to remove his outer coat; though she took her time, Aurora licked her lips in anticipation, eyes catching Severus as he raised an eyebrow, content on watching.

What is it about this man? she thought.

What is it about this woman? he thought.

Neither knew that the other had consumed their lover within their attention over the last several days. One wanted to hold, the other to be held. The male needed to touch his woman; the female desired to love her man. Severus thrived on the notion of making love to Aurora again and again, unable to comprehend how deep she delved within his blood, how she consumed his prowess to finally lover another person. Aurora couldn't help but to daydream of being touched once more by the man she'd love for nearly a decade, desiring to be taken and pleasured; she wanted Severus to demonstrate his love for her, and for her to do the same.

Naked as the day they were born, the lovers wouldn't look away from the others, eyes scanning every curve, memorizing each detail, and loving all scars. Slowly extending her hand, Aurora reached forward, fingertips grazing the protruding thin line of scar tissue connected to his shoulder and followed it down across his chest. Likewise, Severus pulled her hip against his chest; she traced marks as a result from one of Sirius Blacks pranks, while he lingered upon a mark left by Remus Lupin in his werewolf form as she was saving him from death.

"All this time," his breath escaped, colliding against her collarbone. "You were showing me how much you loved me."

"And I would do it all over again in a heartbeat, Severus." Aurora replied, breath mingling with his as she leaned forward. Pulling her backwards, the Potions Master had her step inside the shower first, hissing, but groaning as the steaming water broke through the still frozen layers of her ice-cold skin. Following behind, Severus encased them in the small, square shower, hiding behind the glass door as the male intertwined his arms around the female, pulling her closer, allowing the water to soak his hair and drench his body.

Turning within his grasp, Aurora managed to steal a soft kiss, but as their lips touched, a fire burned and plagued their senses. Greedy in his actions, Severus lowered his fingers once more, delving a single digit into her soaked heat, sighing heavily upon feeling her arousal. Head falling upon his shoulder, Aurora stretched her own hand, seeking, and finding, the straining erection between Severus' powerful thighs. He prodded, she stroked; Severus thrusted, Aurora tightened. Leaning down, the wizard connected their lips once more, his tongue entering her cavern of warmth, licking and tracing her own tongue with his. An inaudible vibration protruded against his lips as the witch surged her hips against his hand, seeking the friction her womanhood craved.

Not wanting to disappoint his lover, Severus once again, despite her growl of protest, released his fingers, pulled at Aurora's thighs and lunged his hardened cock into to seeping hole. Both heaven and hell could hear the cries of ecstasy surrender from the confines of her vocal chords, her inner muscles clenching to and fro as Severus' momentum pushed back and forth, slamming skin against skin.

In an onslaught of overpowering pleasure, Aurora bound her legs around her wizard, locking ankles, gripping tight against the man for whom she loved. She needed this; she needed to feel nothing but the absolute power of raw, intense sex. Over the pressure of the showerhead, Aurora could hear the slosh of her liquid dripping, coating her thighs and his erection, causing Severus to easily penetrate her.

"Oh Severus…" she moaned outwardly.

"Gods Aurora, what the hell have you done to me?!" Increasing his momentum, the end was nearing as Severus pushed Aurora against the tile wall as she hissed at its coldness. "Hold on!" he said between clenched teeth. Tightening her hold, Aurora watched as Severus forced his hands upon the tile, gaining a surge of power within his hands as each thrusted increased. Bobbing up and down and he thrusted in and out, Aurora screamed and hollered, her insides desperately needing to release. Nails dug into his skin as she whimpered, tightening and clenching the muscles of her womanhood, her actions received a roar in return from her lover.

Reaching between their slick bodies, Severus, using two fingers, rubbed her swollen clit, intensifying her awaiting orgasm. Twitching and squirming beneath his ministrations, Aurora dropped her head to Severus' shoulder, her teeth biting his skin with all her might as the lustful orgasmic pleasure erupted from the four-thousand nerve endings within her womanhood. Roaring from both pain and pleasure, Severus dropped his hands and gripped her hips, standing stock-still as he released his thick load deep within, stream after stream leaking from the head of his cock, hips convulsing against hers before removing himself.

Placing her feet on the shower floor, Aurora tightly held Severus against herself, looking down in embarrassment when she noticed, and felt, his seed drip down her leg, ever to be washed away. Noticing her mortification, the wizard tilted her head upwards, blush painted across her cheeks down to her neck. "Do not be ashamed, Aurora," he whispered into her ear.

"I-It's weird, Severus…" Shaking her head, she sighed, still overbearing the power of pleasure across her skin. "It's your…"

"Say it," the man whispered. But she shook her head, suddenly overcome with the inability to talk. Could she be intimate around Severus? Yes, but the ability to speak in a sexy character was uncomfortable and awkward as hell. "Say it," he demanded.

"S-Severus…your, oh gods…" Squeezing her eyes shut, she reopened them, firmly staring into the male's eyes. "Bloody hell, Severus it's weird to feel your semen leak out of me!"

Smirking with pride, the male kissed the top of Aurora's head, wrapping his arms around her smaller frame. "And you, woman, have no idea how wonderful it feels to see it leak out from you." Aurora swatted his arm laughing, despite his lude comment. The steam from the water was running low, and Severus reached over to turn the mechanism off; once alone in the silence, Aurora wrapped arms around herself before the male picked her up, holding her close to his chest. Muttering beneath his breath, both witch and wizard were dry within seconds, as Severus muttered a wandless charm. Ignoring their clothing upon the bathroom floor, Severus walked down the short hallway towards his room, collapsing against the mattress, arms grasping her cheeks.

"What have you done to me, Aurora?"

Smiling, she leaned forward to peck the lips that deserved to be kissed. "I have loved you, Severus, that's all I've done."

"I used to see this as a weakness…that to display your affection could be used against you."

Propping on her elbows, Aurora smoothed away his now dried hair away from his beautiful eyes, orbs that shined only in her presence. "Loving someone isn't a weakness, Severus, and showing them the love you have isn't either. But if you only want to be weak in front of me, I have no objections. Only show me that you care, display the love I know you hold within your heart only when we're together."

Raising an eyebrow, the male thinned his lips. "So, I'm weak, is that right?"

"That's not what I said!"

"But that's what I heard." Twisting until Aurora lay beneath the male professor, Severus leaned down, lips dangerously close to her ear as he said, "Let me show you just how weak I can be."

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