"Christ, woman. Have you gone mental?" Severus breathes against Danu's lips as she walks him backwards towards the bed, her hands working feverishly against the button on his trousers. "Your family is just next door; they will undoubtedly hear."
"Stop talking and there wouldn't be anything for them to hear, would there?" She counters as she finally frees his half-gorged member from his trousers and pushes his foreskin back far enough to swipe her thumb over the tip of his penis, causing his hands to fist the lacy fabric of the wedding gown she still wore and throw his head back with a deep moan as his eyes drift close.
Suddenly, and without warning, that soft, warm hand caressing his most sensitive parts leaves him. Severus keeps his head thrown to the heavens, his eyes closed, his fists still clutching her dress as though it were the only thing keeping him grounded to the Earth. A slight tug at his left sleeve breaks the trance she had placed him under, before he even has a chance to react, she is whispering a silencing charm. He opens his eyes and glares down at her, his yew wand held tentatively in her delicate fingers.
She had disarmed him, and he had allowed it. More than that, though, his faithful wand had reacted positively to her command. He stiffens at the realization. Half of him upset with himself that he had lowered his defenses so drastically when it came to her, the other half proud and in awe of her brazenness.
Danu rolls his wand between her fingers as she gazes up at him and bites her lower lip. Severus watches as she places it carefully on his side table and turns to look up at him with such a sultry, seductive smirk that he cannot help but harden further before she so much as touches him again.
"It seems there is a tradition we have overlooked today." Danu states plainly as she places her hands on his shoulders and forces him down on to the bed before kneeling between his legs and gazing up at him innocently. "Trust me, my love, I have not forgotten that it's your birthday."
"It is—fuck." Severus groans as she wraps her hand around the base of his phallus and flicks her tongue over the tip. "It is nearly one in the morning. No longer my birthday."
She responds by taking him fully in her mouth and cups his testicles with one hand, while the other remains clutched around him. Severus groans and props himself up on his elbows in order to watch himself disappear repeatedly into the warm, wet cavern that is her mouth.
His eyes roll back as her tongue circles him while her head bobs dangerously slow in her unyielding attempt to throw him completely over the edge. Without warning, her hand tightens around his base, and her bobbing head begins to pick up speed as she twists the hand holding him, completely clearing his mind of any and all thoughts. Perhaps he was saying words- there was definitely speech coming from somewhere within the room, and he doubt she were capable of speech at present. Whatever string of indistinguishable words spewing from his lips was completely lost to him, yet when he opens his eyes to meet hers peering up at him between curtains of red hair that had escaped their pins, his hips lurch forward involuntarily at the sultry gleam in her eyes, causing himself to launch further into her throat that either of them had intended.
She gags at this; the indecent act causing her throat to constrict around the tip of his member and her mouth to fill with saliva. This sends him over the edge. Severus grips the back of her head to hold her still as she braces herself with her hands planted on his thighs. Her eyes are wide with lust, surprise, confusion, maybe even fear. He did not know, and at present, did not care as he spills every last drop of his seed deep within her throat as it constricts with her pulsating gags.
Severus pulls out of her mouth and watches in awe as a strand of semen laced saliva follows and drips down her chin. Danu uses the pad of her thumb to remove the mess from her face, smearing more of her lipstick across her cheek in the process. Her lips are plump from her efforts, her cheeks flushed, and her watering eyes leave a trail of black which mingle with the smear of burgundy lipstick.
She is devastatingly beautiful.
Danu flicks her tongue across her bottom lip, leans forward, and devours his own with hers; swiping that pink, vexatious tongue across his bottom lip and sucking it between hers. She bites it gently before scraping her teeth across his flesh. The taste of himself on her lips is unnerving, yet he dares not pull away. Goose flesh rises across the entirety of his body as he moans involuntarily at the sensation. She chuckles, releases him, and leans her forehead against his with a sigh.
"Happy birthday, my love." Her breath is a flutter as she rubs her nose against his and places a kiss on the end.
"You succubus." Severus breathes before falling back on the bed and rubbing his eyes with balled fists until he sees stars behind his closed lids.
Danu flutters around the room as Severus lies there on the bed, still fully clothed with his flaccid organ hanging from his zipper hole. He hears the rustle of her lace dress fall to the floor and the creak of the wooden floorboards as she steps out of it. The clink of the pins from her hair as she drops them onto a silver tray on her dresser. Then the opening and closing of her armoire as she pulls on her robe before she leaves the bedroom silently to use the restroom across the hall.
Severus lies there for several moments, rubbing his eyes with his fists, trying his best to clear his mind before bed. A habit he had picked up from his mother, who also happened to be a talented Occlumens. She, and not The Dark Lord, despite popular belief, had taught Severus the delicate art of shielding ones inner thoughts from those attempting to breech them using Legilimency. He had been a natural before even stepping foot inside of Hogwarts for the first time. His Legilimency, however, left nothing to be desired at the ripe age of eleven. It took several more years of intense practice before he was able to covertly access a fellow students inner dialogue during his fifth year.
Upon his return from the honeymoon, Severus fully intends to begin teaching Lorna the deeply beneficial art of Occlumency.
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Severus tosses and turns upon Danu's return from her shower, unable to find a comfortable position and unable to succumb to dreamland, despite the exhaustion behind his eyes. Finally relenting, he heaves himself from the bed and pads across the hall for a shower himself, hoping against hope that the warm water will be enough to help him drift off without the need for a sleeping potion, which will render him utterly useless the following day, as it tended to leave him in a bit of a fog for several hours upon waking.
After taking his time in the shower, Severus dresses in his favorite, warn cotton night shirt and slips from the bathroom as quietly as he had entered. A noise downstairs catches his attention, and he grabs his thick robe from the back of the bedroom door and knots it securely around his waist as he descends the stairs to find the stove lamp burning. Two girls - his sisters-in-law, whom Severus had still not been able to tell apart, and Lorna all crowded around the kitchen trying, and failing, to be quiet.
"What are you all doing awake this time of night?" Severus inquires and smirks to himself as all three of them jump and turn towards them, fear etched upon their faces, reminiscing briefly on the similar look of fear he inspired on students faces when he would catch them out of bed during his midnight patrols.
"I was hungry!" Explains one twin.
"I couldn't sleep!" Cries the other.
"I was thirsty!" Pouts Lorna.
"It is nearly two in the morning."
"Daddy, help me with some milk please."
Severus obliges and crosses the kitchen to find that the twins had lay a child's feast before them on the counter. Jelly slugs, licorice wands, acid pops, crisps, and the left over portion of their wedding cake all litter the space. He pushes the cake aside, lifts Lorna onto the counter, and retrieves a glass from the dish drainer to fill with milk for them to share. After Lorna gulps it greedily before passing the glass to him to finish off, he refills it, grabs a fork, and begins digging into the cake on the counter without even bothering to put it on a plate. Lorna opens her mouth as though she were a baby bird, and he shovels a small piece of frosting into her waiting mouth.
"Are unicorns real?" One of the twins asks between bites of licorice wand.
"Yes." Severus replies as he brings the glass of milk to his lips.
"And what about fairies?" Asks the other.
"Yes, fairies are real as well."
"I told you!" Lorna quips as she narrows her eyes at each of them. "Mummy let me feed a bowtruckle fairy eggs."
"Fairies lay eggs?" Both twins ask in unison, their eyes wide with shock.
"Of course they lay eggs. They are nothing more than decorative dragonflies. Nothing at all like what you see in cinema. Meddlesome nuisances is what they are."
"Can we see one?"
"Not this time of year. Perhaps if you are around during the warmer months you can spot one."
"What about a unicorn?"
"Doubtful. They are solitary creatures; even experienced gamekeepers have difficulty gaining unicorns trust. Being that you have no magic, they will sense this and make themselves scarce if you happen to wander across one."
"Why don't you have a telly?" One of the twins finally demands as though she had wanted to ask this very question all week.
"We have no use for one." Severus explains as he fills the glass of milk once more and allows Lorna to take the fork for herself. "Besides, it likely would not work here, anyway. We have a hard enough time getting the telephone to work when needed."
"Why? Is it too far from the city?"
"No. Magic interferes with electricity. That is why we do not have traditional electric lights and things in our homes. Especially when you have underage witches and wizards, their magic is much more unstable. If Lorna is near the telephone, you get no reception. If you are experiencing strong emotions while speaking on the telephone, it will interfere with the reception as well. If we had a television, it would be nothing more than a box taking up space."
"So, what do you do for fun?"
"We read, study, play games."
"You read and study for fun?"
"Sounds like I should send you girls to stay here every summer. Get you out from in front of the telly and video games for a bit." Rose teases as she descends the stairs and enters the kitchen. "Why are you two up and eating sweets this time of night?"
"It seems as though no one was able to sleep." Severus answers for the three young girls surrounding him in the kitchen.
Remembering Rose's disdain for him answering for her daughters, he raises his hands in defeat just as her eyes flash with anger, and takes the fork from Lorna's hand to go in for another bite of cake.
"Severus told us that fairies are real, and they lay eggs, mum! That is so gross."
"Next you'll tell them that dragons, ghosts, ghouls, and trolls are real." Rose says sarcastically as she fills a glass with water from the tap.
"But they are real!" Lorna exclaims before Severus has a chance to stop her. Rose freezes in her tracks as her, and both of her daughters eyes widen. "My nan has a ghoul in her attic, and it bangs in the pipes all the time! And Uncle Charlie works with Dragons!"
"Mum!" Both girls shout together. "Can we PLEASE see a dragon?"
"No, you absolutely cannot see a dragon."
"Daddy won't let me see a dragon either." Lorna pouts as the twins begin to whine.
"Alright, girls." Rose announces loudly over the three complaining children huddled around them. "It's time for you two to go to bed."
With several moans and huffs, the twins pack up their sweets and tread upstairs.
"You too, ma belle princesse." Severus whispers as he kisses the top of Lorna's head and hugs her tightly to his chest as he lifts her from the counter and down onto the floor. "Brush your teeth first. I will be up in a moment to tuck you in."
Severus watches as she pads across the kitchen and disappears around the corner to ascend the stairs, her bare feet creaking on each step as she goes. A smile creeps upon his lips, and he must press them together tightly to keep himself from grinning and she noisily slides her stool across the bathroom floor and audibly says, "shit" while she thinks that no one can hear her. Beside him, Rose giggles.
"You really do love her, don't you?" Rose asks.
"My daughter?" Severus raises a brow at her in confusion as he turns to see her leaning against the sink appraising him.
"No. My daughter."
"I believe I have made my feelings for your daughter abundantly clear, Missus Jones."
"She looked beautiful today. It was a lovely service."
"She looks beautiful every day, but I must agree with you. She was quite lovely."
"Will I ever be able to watch Lorna alone, or do I have to pass some sort of compliance test before I'm allowed to?"
"No one is stopping you from watching Lorna if you wish. You have never asked."
"She calls Molly 'Nan.' She calls me by my name." Rose whispers as she turns her back on Severus and empties the remainder of her water into the basin.
"I had no part in that. Though, if you are jealous, feel free to discuss it with your daughter." Severus says coldly as he makes his way towards the stairs.
"And what does she call your mother? Certainly not by her first name, I presume." Rose retorts just as bitterly as his foot reaches the bottom stair.
"My mother is long dead, Missus Jones. Lorna does not call her anything."
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"Lorna, do you have everything that you need to stay with Nan? Where did you last see Simon? Did you pack him already?" Danu shouts from the bottom of the stairs as Severs repacks all of Lorna's socks into her miniature trunk perched at the foot of her bed.
"It is not in her trunk." Severus shouts back to Danu as Lorna jumps on her bed, ignoring all of her chores and certainly not helping aid them in search of the stuffed toy she still needed to go to sleep each night.
"Lorna I'm serious. Stop jumping on the bed and look for Simon so we can go!"
Danu had tried summoning the damned thing twice already with no luck. For a child who needed the security of the stuffy to sleep, she was adamant about misplacing it nearly every day.
"Why can't I go with you?" Lorna pouts for the hundredth time since Rose and her family had left only an hour prior.
"As I have already told you, you mother and I are going on a trip together. You are to stay with Mister and Missus Weasley tonight, and then you will go to the Potter's tomorrow. We will schedule a holiday this summer to include you."
"But I want to go on this holiday!" Lorna stomps her foot and glares down at Severus as he closes her trunk and returns her glare.
"And I want you to look for Simon like I have told you to countless times already!" Danu interjects from the doorway, breaking the intense staring contest between himself and Lorna. "I mean it, Lorna Eileen. You have five minutes and then we are leaving this house with or without the damn thing!"
"Fine!" Lorna shouts as she jumps from the bed and stomps from the bedroom and into the hall.
"Do not shout at your mother. I mean it." Severus counters as Lorna's feet continue stomping down the stairs.
"I thought we would be safe until she was a teenager." Danu collapses onto Lorna's single bed and rubs her eyes with her fists as she sighs deeply.
"Of course, we would not be so lucky."
Twenty minutes later, Lorna was skipping down the trail to The Burrow while Danu and Severus each used their wands to levitate their luggage behind them. The stuffy had been located after Danu threw the kitchen door open in frustration, and it was lying on the doorstep. Presumably, Lorna had taken it to the garden with her that morning and left it outside, and the thing could not find an entrance when Danu attempted to summon it.
Danu's clenches her jaw next to him in frustration, Severus grips her hand firmly and watches as the tension releases from her shoulders and jaw. As much as he loved spending time with his daughter, he too was looking forward to alone time with his wife during the coming week. Lorna had been utterly exhausting with all of the excitement of house guests, the wedding, and her sensing that they were leaving to go somewhere without her.
"Lorna." Danu places her hand on Lorna's shoulder to get her attention shortly before their departure. "I need you to be on your best behavior while your dad and I are away. Please, listen to Nan."
"Oh, Lorna is always an angel when she's here. Don't you worry, we'll have an excellent time while you're away. Now, away with you. Go, have fun and don't worry about us."
Another hour later, Severus has successfully apparated he and his wife to the cobblestone streets of Annecy, France, where they are to spend the next six days exploring the canals, museums, restaurants, and castles of Old Town, Geneva, and Yvoire.
"Where are we?" Danu breathes as she cranes her head around to view the striking views of the snowcapped Alps.
"Welcome to Annecy. 'Venice of the Alps,' as they say." Severus offers Danu his elbow and leads her down the snow dusted cobblestone towards their hotel.
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Severus sits across from Danu in an intimate, candlelit café. He watches with interest over his bowl of bouillabaisse as Danu receives a hands-on lesson on how to remove escargot from a shell. She grins up at the waiter as the slimy mass is finally pulled from its protective shell and dipped in a green sauce, she pops it in her mouth and chews experimentally before nodding and taking the odd, tong like device from the waiters hand. Danu sips her champagne, makes a face, and trades it out for water instead.
As he finishes his final bite of stew, a pressure creeping up his thigh nearly causes him to drop his spoon. The pressure continues up his inner thigh and to his crotch, where it stops and intensifies. Across from him, his lovely, innocent wife, is avoiding all eye contact as she feigns intense concentration in attempting to remove her final escargot from the shell.
"Problem?" Severus asks with a smirk.
"Hmm?" Danu's eyelids flutter flirtatiously as she raises her eyes to meet his.
"Have you a lost your shoe?"
"No, not at all." Danu smirks at him.
"Your foot seems to have found its way to my inseam."
"Has it?" Danu asks, the smile spreading across her face as she bites her lower lip.
"I believe you know that it has." Severus reaches beneath the table and takes her foot in both of his hands and begins massaging the sole with his thumbs. "I have finished my meal. Unless you would like to stay for the cheese and dessert course, I suggest we retire to our rooms."
—
Whatever divine intervention allowed her to currently be nude, lying across his lap while his fingers trailed down her spine before massaging her round backside, Severus will pray to them each and every day so long as this sight never leaves his mind.
"Talk to me, Severus." She moans as his fingertips begin exploring her genitals.
"Wh—what would you like for me to say?" He murmurs against her neck, his face heating slightly, for she had never asked this of him before.
"I don't care. Anything—everything. I just need to hear your voice. Please." She begs; her pleading awakening something deep within in.
"Cease your thrashing, you silly girl." Severus murmurs into her ear as his fingers dip between her labia to find her utterly soaked.
This, however, only proves to cause her to jerk and tremble as she arches her back and rotates her hips further into his touch. Severus smiles against her neck as he trails his lips down the milky flesh and across her bare shoulder. He breathes in the intoxicating scent of her as his nose tickles the sensitive skin on her back, causing goose flesh to rise in its wake and eliciting a deep moan from her lips, which only hardens him more as she grinds her lower stomach against his erection as she squirms. He presses two fingers inside of her and curls them carefully, causing her to scream out loudly.
"I have already told you once to cease this thrashing." Severus warns her as he snakes his free hand around her waist, taking care to press his palm firmly against her lower stomach as he rubs his fingertip slowly against her clitoris. "You are divine. Do you know that? Are you aware how exquisite you are?"
"P-P-Please Severus!" She stutters as she rolls her hips in an attempt to gain more leverage on his hand.
"Please, what?" Severus questions as he increases pressure and speed with each of his hands. "I know that you are capable of using words."
"I-I need you!" She shouts loudly, ending with a deep moan.
This is all the confirmation he needed as he removes his hands from her body and towers over her as she lie on her stomach beneath him. With one swift motion, he frees himself from the front opening of his shorts and buries himself to the hilt inside of her, not bothering to ease himself in as he was prone to do to allow her time to adjust.
Danu throws her head back against his shoulder and moans loudly as her hands grip the tangled sheets beneath her.
"Is this what you wanted?" Severus groans against her neck before taking the thin flesh between his lips and sucking vigorously as he takes short, shallow pumps inside of her.
The slow, steady way she rolled her hips beneath him as he rammed into her is almost too much to bare as he slips his hand between her body and the mattress to continue his exploration of her clitoris. She howls at this, bucking and trembling beneath him; the sensation precisely what was needed to send her plummeting from the edge and left to pulsate around him as he tries desperately to hold on.
There is no way any other man on the planet has felt anything close to the euphoria currently coursing throughout his body.
"Answer me." Severus demands once more, panting against her flesh in an effort to keep from spilling. "Is this what you wanted?"
"Yes!" She whimpers as her hands scramble on the sheets once more. "I want to touch you-I need to see you."
Before his willpower is able to crumble completely, Severus flips himself from her back on onto his, and pulls her over on top of him. He watched intently as she positions herself on his lap, grips him, and slinks herself down on him with a sigh. Each of their eyes roll back in their heads at the sensation. He grips her hips firmly as her hands explore his chest, his neck, and even his face as she moves so painfully slow on top of him.
"I love you." Danu whispers against his lips before pushing herself backwards and dragging him with her, giving him full control once more.
The force at which he drive in to her leaves the bed frame pummeling into the wall behind it. Should there be neighboring guests, they undeniably have heard more than their fair share of commotion coming from this bedroom, and he could not care less.
Danu locks her legs around his waist and pulls him tightly against her chest as she moans in his ear. Only a moment later, he climaxes loudly; far louder than he even thought possible and is left panting and trembling as he collapses next to her and pulls her close to his side. He fingertips twirl though the hairs littering his sternum and she too pants against his chest.
"If you have changed your mind and would like a contraceptive potion, I brought some along." Severus informs her as she brings her hand up to scratch his scalp lightly.
"No." She breathes as she stretches and heaves herself from his side, leaving him chilled. "I'm going to have a bath, if you would like to join me."
"Go. I will be along in a moment."
Severus watches as Danu disappears from the room. A moment later, the faucet sounds, and the bath begins to fill. He heaves himself from the bed, tucks himself back into his shorts, and makes his way towards the dresser on the far end of the room to retrieve fresh shorts for after his bath.
Upon the dresser, something which he did not notice upon their arrival, is a bowl of white lilies. He pluck one from the bowl and twirls it between thumb and forefinger. For a moment, his heart begins to pound. Lily had not entered his mind in what felt like a lifetime.
Guilt and sorrow weigh heavy on his heart, for there was once a time where he truly believed the agony he had felt after her lose would surely kill him. Now, however, her memory was an ache within him, one he felt immense guilt for experiencing mere moments after lying with his wife-her cousin.
When they were fourteen, while sitting front row in transfiguration, Lily had managed to be the first student in the class to transform a flower petal; hers being a lily, his being a rose, into a fish. She watched in delight as the tiny goldfish swam excitedly around the glass bowl after the petal had drifted to the bottom and transformed. Severus, however, felt jealous for a brief moment, for no one had ever, up until that very moment, surpassed him when it came to magic.
Lily had meant to flush the fish, just as every other student had done at the end of lesson, ultimately, she allowed Severus to keep it. The bowl sat proudly at the foot of his bed upon his truck during each school year, even after she had stopped speaking to him, and during the summer months, he guarded it as though it were his first born child.
One morning, when walking into Slughorn's class, he saw an identical fish swimming around a bowl upon his desk and raged flashed through him. Even though they had not spoken for nearly a year at that point, he should have been the only person who owned a piece of her in that way.
First November 1981, Severus did not need to look at the bowl to know that the once energetic goldfish was nothing more than a while lily petal once more.
This did not stop him from carrying the bowl with him to Hogwarts, where it sat between two wet specimens in jars long after the petal had rotted and the water in the bowl had evaporated. In fact, that bowl, with a ring of green sludge stuck to the glass where the water had once been, sat in the very spot until the house elves packed his belongings and moved them to the Headmaster's Towers. Where it went after that, he was not sure.
"You still think of her." Danu's voice cuts through his memory and he jerks slightly as she snakes her arms around his waist from behind and rests her cheek on his back.
"No." He lies as he hastily pushes the flower back into the bowl from which it came.
"You don't have to lie to me, Severus."
"I am sorry." He breathes as his shoulders hunch forward.
"Don't be. I know what she meant to you. I know how much you loved her."
"I love you." Severus turns and pulls her into his arms. "You are who I love. No one else."
"I know that you do." She reaches forward and tucks a strand of his hair behind his ear and smiles warmly at him. "You loved and cared for Lily too. Maybe not in the same way as you do me, but you did. I know what she meant to you, Severus. It's okay to remember her."