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cissyenthusiast010155 · 3 months

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Can I make a very NSFW request? Severus x reader fem. Ever since Severus and Y/N had sex for the first time, Severus feels a lot of sexual desire, and he likes to have his girlfriend moaning for him all the free time they have.

"Are you tired, love? So soon? Don't worry, you stay in bed and enjoy while I work between your pretty legs"—Severus

Addicted to My Girl ~Severus Snape xFem Reader

Summary— Established Relationship, ever since Severus first heard Reader properly moan, he can’t get enough of her. He now lives to draw those sinful sounds from her. Smut ensues. Anon Response— Hi hi hi anon!! Thanks for the request! Yes, I absolutely would love to write this for you. Thank you for your detailed explanation. I sincerely hope you Enjoy this! ♥️

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Prompt— "Are you tired, love? So soon? Don't worry, you stay in bed and enjoy while I work between your pretty legs"

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, smut, fingering, sex, p in v, implied clit stimulation, overstimulation, light praise, pet names, voice/moan kink, honeymoon phase, established relationship, implied future smut, etc.

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From the second that Severus had heard an unbridled moan erupt from your throat and vibrate through your entire body for the first time, the man was hooked. Owned. Addicted. Powerless. At your mercy.

You were spread out on top of his desk. Your legs wide and Severus planted in the middle of them. Clothes were discarded all across the room. It was heated and passionate. You had both finally snapped, not even making it to the bedroom.

Marks were littered across the neck and chest, but Severus’ tongue was not working away at something else. You gasped and your hand jumped into his head of hair, as the man’s tongue went feral on your cunt.

“OhhHhHh Sevvvvv—!!”

Before you could stop it, your sinfully loud moan tore through all the fibers of your being. Severus stopped at that, looking up at you dumbfounded.

Severus now spent all of his waking hours, that weren’t taken up by his classes, coaxing more heavenly sounds from your lips.

His sex drive, while he had always had one, had fucking skyrocketed since that first night, when you and Severus had first had sex. He couldn’t get you off his mind. Hell, he spent most of his time alone just getting himself off to the thought of you.

Severus stole you away every second he could get you. When you both had free blocks, the man was guaranteed to be teasing you or already in between your legs in some capacity.

Severus was extra lucky today, because it was Friday night, and neither of you had anything planned after your last class in the afternoon. So Severus thought you’d both skip the great hall dinner, after all, the man had the perfect dinner in front of him already…

It wasn’t even dark out yet, and Severus already had you in his lap as he sat in his office desk chair. The man’s fingers had simply slipped under your garments and past your knickers, sliding in and out of your cunt with ease. Your eyes rolled back as you held onto your man for dear life as he bounced you up and down on his fingers.

“S-sev… I’m going to… OhhHhH Sevvv…!” You moaned lewdly, nuzzling your face into the crook of Severus’ neck as you moaned out.

Severus eyes darkened further at your beautiful, addictive sounds.

“That’s it, my love… Cum on my fingers… Again…” Severus told you in his destructively low and sultry, sexy tone.

You held nothing back, crashing over the edge for the second time in the last 40 minutes, having already cum once in Severus’ lap from mere clit stimulation. You let out another sinful moan as you reached ecstasy, biting into your man’s neck to manage the overwhelming pleasure.

Severus fingered you through your high with ease, knowing just the right way to bring you down from your climax, while keeping you buzzing for more.

The man then gently removed his fingers from your dripping cunt, licking his digits clean, before he picked you up bridal style and carried you to your shared bedroom. He laid you on the bed, where you instinctively began to curl up with a yawn. But Severus chuckled, crawling up on top of you, beginning to remove his and your clothing. You giggled and let him help you with objection on your end.

“Are you tired, love? So soon? Don't worry, you stay in bed and enjoy while I work between your pretty legs” he cooed lustfully, coming up to your face and giving you a cheeky kiss on the lips, as he spread out your naked form across the bed.

You gasped as you felt Severus’ dick grinding against your dripping core. You immediately grabbed any and all of his exposed skin, pulling his body against yours and moaning once more.

“Tsk tsk tsk, not so fast, my love… Want a proper taste of you first…” Severus hummed, getting off of you to your dismay, and lowering himself down the bed so that his mouth was level with the cunt.

Your hand found purchase again in his hair as the man’s mouth began to devour your precious pussy. His tongue glided in and out of your core with ease, lapping up all your juices and using his own spit as even more lubricant. You threw your head back and let out a groan, as his tongue worked your centre.

“F-fuck Sevvviiiii—” you choked out, pulling tightly on his hair, as Severus buried his face in your cunt and pressed his nose against your clit while his mouth continued to work its wonders on your cunt.

Severus groaned in delight at your sounds, struggling with the urge to take you right there. But he took a deep breath and simply fucked you harder, knowing the wait would be well worth it. His tone continued to swirl its way through your folds, alternating between stimulating your clit and your entrance. And as soon as you tugged at his locks hard enough a gave him a desperate mewl of need, his tongue sunk into your core.

“Christ Severus Yesssssss…!!” You moaned, your back arching and toes curling into his touch.

The man worked you up with precise skill, having paid intense attention to exactly what made your eyes roll back. The pad of his thumb began to roll your clit, making your knees wobble and pulling another string of whimper and groans from your lips. By the time you reached your third edge, you were a begging mess.

“Please please Sevvv Oh God please—!”

Severus happily hummed into your cunt, “Cum for me, my Darling…”

Your third orgasm rocked over you like a fucking tsunami, feeling like every single one of your nerves were on fire as a hot, white pleasure took over your entire body. You sparked underneath your man’s hold, but he never relented, continuing to tongue fuck you through your high.

By the end of your climax, your vision was a little blurry and you were shaking.

“Still want more…?” Severus’ voice gently asked, as he came up from in between your thighs.

“Mhmmmmm yessss, give it to me Sev…” you mumbled, with a drunken nod.

With a smirk, Severus lined himself up with your dripping heat. You held onto the man in a vice grip as he sunk down into you. And the man nearly came right there from the sinful moan that spilled from your lips… Bloody Hell, he would be chasing those pretty noises of yours for the rest to his life.

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elysiamus · 3 months

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𝚂𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝙷𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚏, 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚛𝚍. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

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sugaryhoneymoon · 4 months

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THIS IS SO REAL

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#professor snape #severus snape #alan rickman #harry potter

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severussnapemylove · 4 months

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Professor Snape with kids on screen

Alan Rickman with kids off screen

#He's such a precious dork #alan rickman #severus snape #Such a lovely man #actual ray of sunshine

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ladyinwriting18 · 5 months

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A Loyal Death Eater (Severus Snape x Reader)

Summary: Severus comes home to find he's been left a gift from The Dark Lord--you.

Words: 4901 Warnings: PIV, Human Given As A Gift, Master/Servant, Pet Names, Fingering, Oral Male Receiving, Dirty Talk. Author's Note: Hiiii if you know me then welcome back--WILL I EVER STICK TO ONE FANDOM TO WRITE FOR? The answer is no lol If this is your first time reading my writing then welcome! I hope you enjoy my first ever Snape one-shot!

Severus Snape is tired. So very tired. Tired of living this double life. Death Eater. The Order. Following Dumblerdor’s orders. Secretly protecting Harry. Funneling particular information to Voldemort for the sake of keeping up appearances. All while teaching potions. The vein in his temple throbs at the mere thought of his students. He doesn’t want to think about them now. He doesn't want to think about anything. All Severus Snape wants is to bury his face into a pillow. And that’s exactly his plan as he walks into his home and heads up the stairs towards his room... That is until he notices the piece of parchment stuck to the bedroom door. He’s immediately on high alert. Tension has his spine straight and his shoulders up by his ears. With his wand drawn, he creeps closer, ready to hex whatever intruder has managed to sneak into his home. But the signature at the bottom gives him pause. Why the hell was The Dark Lord leaving him handwritten notes? Dark eyes scan the entire letter. “To my most loyal Death Eater. I’ve left you a gift. A reward for all of your hard work. Use it however you wish and dispose of it when you’re done with it.” Severus raises a brow. It? What exactly was waiting for him on the other side of the door?

There was only one way to find out. With a heavy sigh, he pushes open the door, but what he finds stops him dead in his tracks. A woman sits kneeling on the floor beside his bed. Your head is bowed with your hands placed palms up atop your thighs. But the most shocking thing is that you’re completely naked except for a black and green garter belt on your right thigh. “What is the meaning of this?” he commands, still in a mild state of shock at the scene before him. You, however, do not stir, keeping your body still. “Hello, Master. It is a pleasure to meet you. How may I serve you tonight?” Your voice is warm…feminine…inviting. It draws Severus in and has him stepping into the room. But the closer he gets to you, the more your words sink in. “Forgive me…serve me?” You nod. “Yes, Master. I belong to you now. For as long as you want me.” The realization hits him like a bludger to the face. “You’re…my gift.” You nod again. “From the Dark Lord.” “And why would the Dark Lord send me a human as a gift?” The disgust in his voice isn’t directed at you, but you respond nonetheless. “To use as you see fit. I am yours and any desire my Master has is mine to fulfill.” He doesn’t know a single soul alive or dead who wouldn’t be tempted by such an offer. And though his heart had been lowered into the ground on the same day that Lily’s body was, he is still a man. A man with needs that he hasn’t even dreamt of allowing himself to feel. He’s standing directly in front of you now. “Look at me,” he commands You eagerly obey, and look up at him with large doe eyes. You stare at him with your gaze filled with willingness. He searches your eyes, attempting to find even an ounce of fear or disgust but finds nothing but devotion. As if you truly want nothing more than to serve.

His mouth goes dry and all of his body’s blood supply seems to be traveling south to his cock. This is wrong. Who knows what the Dark Lord had threatened you with…or where he had stolen you from. But everything about you screams submission. It awakens a darker side of himself. One that he hasn’t felt stirring since he was a young, newly appointed Death Eater. Back then Lucius Malfoy would hire girls and throw secret parties down in the dungeons below his estate. It was at these “parties” that Severus found his proclivity for knots…and magically binding girls to the ceiling so he could fuck them until they were begging to cum. It’s a time that he wishes he could scrub clean. Not only from his mind but from the history books of his life. Shame had accompanied him at those parties because he knew this was a part of him that he couldn’t share with Lilly. Even if James Potter had never been in the picture and Lilly had somehow been his. She was too lovely and sweet for that sort of depravity. She would have never enjoyed such things. And he would never— “Master?” Your voice pulls him from his thoughts, his eyes focusing back on you just as you reach out to take his hand. Your grip is so light, almost as if you’re worried your touch will offend him. “I want to please you. Want to give you whatever it is you need. Please? All I want is to be a good girl for you.” A good girl. His cock throbs. How you knew exactly what to say, baffles him. Perhaps you were a skilled Legilimens—allowing you a peek into his thoughts. Either way, you said the phrase that never failed to stop him in his tracks. He grips your hand more firmly and lets his other move to your cheek—to see if you’ll flinch at his touch. But, bloody hell, you lean into his palm and press your lips to the pad of his thumb. Never once averting your gaze. He lets out a breath that he wasn’t aware he was holding. You’re all his. “You said you’ll fulfill any request?” His thumb grazes over your bottom lip, opening it to reveal the tiniest bit of the inside of your mouth. “Anything,” you concur. His mind races with endless possibilities. He hasn’t tapped into this part of himself in years. It makes him antsy to claim you. But Severus Snape is not a rash man. He does not allow his emotions to make him sloppy. He is cunning and calculating. And more importantly, he knows exactly how he’ll have you prove yourself. He slides his foot forward, placing his black leather dress shoe in front of you. “Kiss it.” Immediately, you obey, positioning yourself on all fours before leaning down to press your lips to the tip. But you don’t stop there. In fact, you cover the entire top of his shoe with kisses. With each kiss, you let out a soft, sweet noise–as if this act of obedience is actually bringing you pleasure.

Severus lets out a rough command, “Don’t stop.” You don’t, lowering your upper body further onto the floor, but purposely keeping your hips in the air to showcase the curve of your ass. Your kisses turn to licks, making the top of his boot glisten with your spit. The sight of both almost makes him lose control. “Keep going,” he says through clenched teeth, feeling his cock pulsing within the constraints of his pants. You pull your torso off the floor, moving closer to him so you can start kissing and nuzzling your way up the length of his leg. Not once do you break eye contact. You look at him without fear, without disgust, without judgment.

It's an unusual occurrence for him. He’s used to his students being intimidated by the mere mention of his name. Even in his school days, he had never been known as a looker. But this is different. You are different. You look at him with reverence and lust while you continue your path up his leg. However, once you reach his groin, you stop and sit back on your heels. You return to your earlier position, with your feet tucked under you and your hands resting palms up atop your knees. You’re so submissive. It’s perfection. “You’re waiting for my command, aren’t you?” he asks, moving his hand to hover over the bulge in his pants.

Your eyes dart at the movement of his hand that’s now slowly rubbing his erection through his pants. You seem transfixed but still manage to reply.

“Yes, Master. I’m your property. My sole purpose is to please you.”

“My property?” he breathes, freeing his aching cock from his trousers.

He watches with satisfaction when your eyes widen at the sight of it.

You only nod, too busy watching as he starts to slowly stroke the shaft of his cock. He does this more to tease you than for his own pleasure. It clearly works because you fidget ever so slightly. “You’re my property,” he repeats, louder to refocus you. “My beautiful…little good girl.” Severus pants between words, stroking himself with a firmer grip.

“Yes, Master,” you moan with a lick of your lips. “I’m your good girl.”

“Then prove it by sucking your Master’s cock.”

You almost take him by surprise with how fast you rise onto your knees. Gently, you nudge his hand away before wrapping your own around the base of his cock. You hold eye contact with him while tracing your tongue over the veins in his shaft. “You taste so good,” you moan out and drag your tongue along the underside until you reach the tip. You clearly know what you’re doing. Severus swears his heart beats in time with the flicking of your tongue. Your hand and mouth work simultaneously—tugging firmly while playfully licking. That is until your hand falls away so you can swallow his cock whole. “Bloody hell,” he swears, involuntarily bucking his hips forward.

Pleased by his reaction, you hum and tighten your lips around him as you pick up your pace, bobbing your head up and down while sucking him off. He watches you intently. His dark brown eyes burn almost black as you suck him off like your life depended on it. “The good girl is enjoying this, isn’t she?” he hotly whispers, cock stiffening in your mouth. You nod with a mischievous twinkle in your eye. The sounds of you slurping and sucking with such passion sends Severus into a frenzy. His fingers twitch with the need to touch you. Your mouth is warm and so fucking inviting, like his cock was always meant to be there. He wants…no—needs more. No longer able to keep his hands to himself, Severus’ hand grips the back of your head. Long, nimble fingers tangle within the locks of your hair and start to move you up and down at just the right pace. Obeying his physical commands, you allow him to fuck your mouth while you drool all over him. So much so that he can feel saliva dripping onto his balls. Fuck you were messy. He loves it. Almost too much. But you’re looking at him with an affectionate gaze and it only makes him want more. Both of his hands grip onto your head, thrusting his hips forward so he could slam his cock into your throat. Your hands grab his thighs to try to hold yourself steady and not gag. “That’s it,” he grunts, “choke on your Master’s cock.” You groan with brows knitting together while saliva drips from the corner of your mouth. Severus would have thought he was being too rough if it wasn’t for your crumpled, pleasure-stricken face. He allows himself a moment to take you all in, wanting to commit you to his memory. So that when you’re gone, he’ll still have this image of you prettily sucking his cock. That’s when he notices you pressing your thighs together. Fire pools within his rib cage. You’re actually getting off on this. On pleasing him. On gagging on him. On obeying him. Suddenly, having you down on your knees isn’t enough. “Stand up,” he commands and forcefully pulls away, slipping his cock from your mouth. You take a moment to catch your breath and wipe the spit from your chin. Wanting to give you time to compose yourself, he keeps himself busy by stripping fully out of his clothing and casting a quick protection and contraceptive spell with a few flicks of his wand. By the time you’re on your feet, he’s standing before you naked. Your eyes run over his form and take a step forward with hands outstretched as if you want to touch. He doesn’t give you the chance. Instead, he places his hands on your shoulders and pushes you backward until your knees hit the side of his bed and you fall back onto the mattress with a surprised yelp. Your gaze shifts, looking at him towering over you with large eyes. He steps forward, nudging your knees apart with his leg. “Be a good girl and open wider for me.” Your knees fall apart, giving him a full view of your cunt.

“You’re so wet,” he breathes, in awe that you’re already dripping when he hasn’t so much as touched you. Calloused fingertips run up your inner thighs. The skin there is tender so you shiver until they make contact with your cunt and a chorus of sweet melodies leave your parted lips. You greedily grind into his touch, already wanting more. With a grin, he enjoys himself as he plays with you. He prods your opening and watches your eyelids flutter close. “What a needy cunt you have.” He means it as a compliment, but it’s laced with a snark that’s meant to embarrass you. It works, color flushing over your cheeks. “It’s your cunt now, Master. All of me is yours.” It’s clear that being owned is a massive turn-on for you. And if he’s honest, he’s more than happy to play this game. “That’s right,” he breathes, fingers tracing up towards your clit. “Every inch of you is mine. Including your clit.” He applies pressure to the sensitive bud, causing you to whine and twitch. You nearly come undone from how skillfully he draws circles on your clit. But every time you buck your hips forward, his fingers move away. “More Master. Please, give me more.” You whine and twitch, pleading sweetly. So sweetly that it’s impossible for him to continue teasing you. His fingers move to your entrance, and he plunges them inside your tightness. You cry out in surprise, both hands grabbing ahold of the arm pressed between your thighs. His fingers are long and thick, moving in and out in slick quick thrusts. He finger fucks you mercilessly and you love it.

You toss your head back, mouth falling open wide as you moan towards the ceiling.

Severus leans in, caging you beneath his body, and nuzzles his nose along the side of your face. His body is pressed against yours now and you gasp at the feeling of his hard cock leaking precum on your thigh. “Master…” you whimper, and he chuckles before whispering hotly into your ear. “This belongs to me as well. This tight dripping cunt is mine. Is that understood?” he asks while picking up the pace of his fingers. You struggle to respond, tripping over your words but he doesn’t relent—wanting you to work through the pleasure. “Y-Yes. Yes, Master! I-I understand.” He hums his praise, calling you a good girl before falling silent. For the next few minutes, the only sounds heard are the sounds of your desperate cries and the wet squelching sounds of your cunt. Your orgasm is drawing closer, threatening to take you over. “I…I’m going to–” But your words aren’t needed because Severus knows what a woman looks like before she’s about to cum. “I know, sweet thing,” he cuts you off, looking at you and holding eye contact. “But cumming for me is a privilege. One you must ask for.” You nod your head, gripping his arm tighter, “May I cum? Please let me cum for my Master?” With a proud grin, he says the three most glorious words. “Cum for me.” The permission is all you need, the cord inside you snapping.

Your body goes rigid and your ability to speak is replaced with breathy, unrestrained moans. Your orgasm hits you hard, but it’s only when you limply slump back onto the mattress that he carefully removes his fingers from you. They’re soaked in your juices. Severus suddenly finds himself very parched. You’re looking up at him with a flushed face and glossed-over eyes but are clearly too focused on catching your breath. So, he lets you watch as he brings his fingers to his mouth to suck them clean. You make a noise of surprise, mesmerized by his mouth. Satisfied with this small taste of you, he releases his fingers with a soft ‘pop’. “Mmmh, delicious.” “I’m glad Master thinks so. Thank you for letting me cum,” you murmur politely.

And just when he thought you couldn’t be any more perfect. Sitting beside you on the bed, he grabs your upper arms and hauls you towards him. He crashes his lips onto yours, forcing his tongue inside of your mouth. You return the kiss in a flurry of passion as your hands begin to roam freely over his body. Starting from his shoulder, you trail your hands down his bare chest to his hip bones. He moans into your mouth, enjoying the feeling of your soft hands and the way you gently suck at his tongue. Your hands continue downward until your fingertips brush against his still very hard cock. He breaks the kiss with a smirk. “Is there something you want, Little One?” You brush your lips against his with a nod. “I want to help my Master to cum.” He can already guess what you’re about to say, but still, Severus tucks a lock of hair behind your ear and whispers, “And how do you plan to do that?” “However you’d like me to.” Your answer is immediate but something tells him it isn’t the entire truth. His fingers grip your jaw, tilting it so you’re forced to maintain eye contact with him. “Tell me how you want to make your Master cum.” With wide eyes, the truth pours from your mouth like uncorked wine. “My cunt. Please use my cunt.” Your plea is so desperate that he doesn’t waste any more time leaning in closer until you have to shift your position to lay back on the bed. With a nudge to your thighs, your legs part to accommodate him as he places a hand beside your head, trapping you beneath him. He’s settled between your thighs now with his cock pressed against your core. You moan in unison at the contact. As if it’s painful for both of you to not have him buried inside.

Your hands run from his forearms, over his shoulders, and down his chest. “Take me, please. Let me feel my Master’s cock inside.”

He straightens his back and guides your legs to wrap around his waist fully. You continue to plead, but instead of giving you a verbal reply, he plunges balls deep inside of you. You both instantly tense. He, because of the tightness of your walls clinging around him, and you, because of the sudden intrusion of his cock demanding to be taken. “That’s it. Taking me so well,” he breathlessly praises, slowly moving out, then back in so you’d have time to adjust. Severus had always refused to inflict pain on his partners that they hadn’t consented to and begged for. And he isn’t about to start now. So he waits until he feels you relax.

Your head lulls to the side with a moan, feeling beyond stuffed full, but also whole.

You coo, arching into him. Severus knew he couldn’t keep his movements slow for much longer.

“Is this what you want? To be fucked until I own this cunt?” “Yes!” you whine, starting to grind your hips in an attempt to get his cock deeper. “I want my Master to ruin me for anyone else.” It’s the word ruin that does him in. Unable to wait any longer he slams into you. You yelp, grabbing ahold of his forearms and sinking your nails into his flesh. The slight bite of pain only spurs him on, his pace anything but slow. The rough and steady rhythm of his thrusts has you already clenching around him.

He isn’t sure where to look. At your beautiful face scrunched up in pleasure, or at your cunt that’s currently swallowing him whole. You toss your head back, slightly obscuring you from his view. So he settles his gaze downward–watching how his cock glistens from your juices every time he pulls out. It’s an intoxicating sight.

One that threatens to force him to spill himself inside of you. But he won’t. Not yet. Not until he’s done enjoying you for a bit longer. Not until he can make you cum again. He grabs some of your hair and tugs so you’re forced to look back at him. “You love this, don’t you? Using your cunt to please me?” Your legs wrap even tighter around his waist, drawing closer…deeper. “Yes, Master! Feels so good pleasing you!” Pressure builds in your lower belly from the orgasm that’s steadily approaching. It feels like he’s everywhere. In you. On you. All over you. “M-Master I—so close. P-Please.”

You’re struggling to form words but he already knows what you’re trying to say. He reaches between your bodies to your clit and rubs it, strokes it, and draws circles on it until he finds the touch that has you babbling in broken, indecipherable sentences.

“I want you to cum,” he speaks in labored breaths, teasing your clit while still spearing you on his length. “I want you to cum for me now.”

For a moment, you fall completely silent, but then it hits. The unfiltered, beautiful howls that accompany your climax. All the while, your inner walls close around him in the most delicious way. He curses, lurching forward as you gush and spasm around him. It’s too much, and he’s quickly following you over the edge, filling you with his cum. You both tremble through your aftershocks, unable to detangle from one another while coming down from your highs. He feels like a new man after cumming for the first time in God knows how long. But one look at you and your sleep-heavy eyes has him focusing on steadying his breathing faster. Memories from his past return to him, and words like aftercare play through his mind. It displeases him that he doesn’t know what you require right now—space or intimacy? Deciding it’s best to take the middle ground, he slowly slips out of you but sits on the edge of the bed beside you. He takes the utmost care not to jostle you but you don’t seem to notice because you’ve already turned onto your side facing him. You make yourself comfortable, curling up with your eyes closed and a relaxed smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. Relieved, he lets out a breath and runs his hand through his dark locks to move it off his face. “That felt amazing. Thank you, Master,” you mumble happily into his pillow. “Call me Severus.” “As you wish, Master Severus.” A spark of warmth emanates from his chest. He likes the way you say his name. It makes him feel things. He reaches for you, tugging you into his arms to help you sit up. At first, you whine, but relax when he pulls you to sit between his thighs and leans you against his chest. He holds you close and whispers, “Will you tell me your name?” You peek up at him with a smile and say it. He repeats it, liking the way your name rolls off his tongue. You nod, your smile widening across your face. He can’t stop himself from stroking your cheek. “I’ll be right back.” He stands, making his way over to his wardrobe. “Get yourself ready for bed, Little One.” He calls from over his shoulder as he uses his wand for a simple cleansing spell. Since you’ve managed to coat even his balls in your slick.

Afterward, he slips on a pair of black silk pajama pants. He’s about to put a shirt on when he turns back to you, expecting to find you dressed, but instead, he finds you sitting on his bed and watching him. “Where are your night robes?” You fidget uncomfortably, looking away. Severus should have known this wouldn’t last. He tries to disguise his disappointment but fails. “If you don’t wish to stay, then just say so.” The ice in his voice is evident and you snap your head up in his direction. “I-It’s not that!” you protest. “I want to stay. I just…don’t have any clothes.” His frown deepens, “The Dark Lord didn’t leave your clothes here for you?” You shake your head ‘no’. This only confuses him further. To have you waiting for him nude was clearly meant to entice him, but to leave you with nothing to wear after doesn’t make sense. “No personal belongings at all? I don’t understand how he expected you to get home after this.” You flinch, once again looking away. “He said…” you trail off. “Never mind, Master.” He didn’t need spells or potions to see the discomfort radiating off of you. With the long-sleeved shirt he had intended for himself in hand, he makes his way over to you. Of course, he could have simply conjured you some clothing, but if he’s being honest with himself— He wants you wrapped up in him for a while longer. “Arms up.”

You lift your head and see the shirt in his hands. You obey, and he slips the shirt over your head to help you dress. “It’s a tad big on you, but it will do until morning.” You pull your knees to your chest while muttering a ‘thank you’. There’s still something bothering you and Severus is determined to figure out what it is. “Look at me,” he commands, knowing you’ll obey. When you do, he continues, “Tell your Master what’s bothering you.” Perhaps it isn’t right for him to pull the ‘dom’ card when you aren’t technically his submissive, but he needs the truth. You stall for a little longer, gnawing on your bottom lip until you finally respond, “The Dark Lord told me that I didn’t need to pack any of my things because he didn’t believe you’d want me after you were through with me.” “I see…What else did the Dark Lord tell you?”

“That I belong to whoever comes into the room, and that I was to serve them until they no longer had use for me. Which he predicted would be just for tonight…Then he–” You falter, bravery abandoning you. He lets out a breath, resisting the urge to scrub at his eyes. Of course, he had threatened you. Placing a finger underneath your chin, he gently raises it. Your eyes flutter, struggling to meet his gaze. “You’re afraid of him, aren’t you?” You only nod. “You have my word that you’re under my protection now. Do you understand?” You nod again and summon your bravery so you can continue. “Then he said that maybe he would pass me around to the other Death Eaters or maybe he’d use me himself.” Severus can’t explain the jealousy that boils within him. But it’s there. Hot and nauseating. Suddenly, he can’t bear the thought of another having you. Not Voldemort. Not anyone. “No one is allowed to touch what’s mine.” The threat of his words hangs in the air, but you look relieved. “You…You mean you’ll keep me here with you?” He hadn’t realized he had said that aloud. Honestly, he hadn’t thought that far ahead. All he knew was that the only hands he wanted on you were his. “Is that…something you’d want?” You smile bright, brighter than the summer’s sun. “Nothing would make me happier, Master.” As beautiful as you are, and as lovely as it sounds to have a warm cunt to bury himself in each night, the cold blade of reality cuts through. “Listen to me, there are still many things we’ll need to discuss—”But you aren’t listening because you’re too busy crawling into his lap. You straddle him and nuzzle your face into the side of his neck.

“Thank you, Severus,” you whisper against his skin, melting against his body as you make yourself comfortable.

No one has ever thanked him in his entire life. He isn’t sure how to handle it.

The longer you lay against him, the more a warmth blooms inside his breastbone.

He can’t deny how good it feels to have you close.

Things can’t be this simple can they?

Nothing in his life had ever been simple.

You let out a small sigh, seemingly starting to fall asleep while sitting up. It tears him from his thoughts and instead has him worried about your comfort. He shifts and lays down on the bed with you still tucked into his chest.

He had no way of knowing if this would work, but bloody hell did you fit perfectly against him.

Years of tension seemingly start to melt away as sleep threatens to take him over.

Voldemort had given you to him for being his most loyal Death Eater.

And while nothing could be further from the truth, Severus Snape can’t help but think.

This was the best damn present he’d ever received.

#lady in writing #Severus Snape #severus x reader #severus snape smut #snape fandom #professor snape #alan rickman

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legilimens-library · 9 months

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*Severus is swamped with work as he prepares fresh ingredients for his classes*

Severus: *yelling upstairs* Y/N, could you come give me a hand please?

Y/N: Sure!

Y/N: *walks downstairs to meet him and holds his hand in theirs*

Severus: *trying to contain his laughter* You’re cute, but that’s not what I meant.

#severus snape #harry potter #alan rickman #severus snape x reader #severus x y/n #severus x reader #pro snape #pro severus #fluff #legilimens library

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halfbloodgf · 8 days

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No comments. Just look at him and fall in love.

Look at his posture. He's so elegant, so beautiful. He's a gentleman.

#harry potter #professor snape #severus snape #snape love #pro snape #snape #alan rickman #anti snaters

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h0ly-fire · 8 months

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Me, looking at the most depressed , brooding, and deadpan man …

“ I love him your honor”

#severus snape x reader #severus snape #pro snape #professor snape #harry potter #snape #Severus #I just love him is all #alan rickman #snape x reader #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #hogwarts #Professor Snape? more like professor sexy #what is wrong with me

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marvel-snape-writes · 1 month

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Hi!! Could you maybe do a one shot of snape wanting to ask his partner to have sex but is too nervous, so after his partner falls asleep he goes into the living room and jerks off? But this time his partner woke up halfway through his little session and finally gave him what he desired

For You To Beg

Snape x original female character

18+ smut and solo smut

5.3k+ words

This has to be one of my favourite requests ever and I had a load of fun writing it! Whoever you are, thank you and I hope you enjoy it! 🫶🫶🫶

It was their closeness that aroused him the most. The intimate, quiet, subtle moments that they shared. Gentle hands caressing, light kisses; lips against skin, tauntingly over clothes, lips against lips. The small noises of delight they would make whilst doing any of this. She loved how his hand would delicately brush against her cheek while they kissed, and he loved how she would reward him with a kiss back each time.

“I hate how early we have to be up tomorrow.” She sighed, lazily kissing the corner of his mouth.

“I know,” Severus pouted his lips, reaching an arm out to tuck her hair behind her ear, “But…”

“But?” She arched a brow, remaining leant up on her elbow as she gazed down at him on the bed.

“The night is still young.” Severus spoke softly, though with a hint of mischief in his voice.

“Mhmm…” She absentmindedly drew patterns against his chest, biting her lip as their eyes met, “And what's that supposed to mean?”

Severus cupped her face in his large hand and brought her down closer to him, speaking only a few inches away from her lips, “Whatever you want it to mean.”

Their lips pressed together and she placed a hand on the pillow at the side of his head, closing her eyes. Severus placed one hand on the upper-half of her back as she leaned over him a little more whilst the other hand remained against her cheek. Once Severus was confident she had eased into the kiss, his eyes closed, too. Their kisses were sweet and slow, both of them taking time to get a taste of one another before the next. She rolled onto him properly, not breaking the kiss for a moment and placing her hands against his cheeks, lightly caressing her thumbs over his cheeks as their kiss grew deeper. Severus loved the new weight on top of him, welcoming her with both of his arms now wrapped around her and kissing her with parted lips. One of his hands slid up the back of her night shirt and their tongues touched briefly, sending a jolt toward the pit of his stomach. After a few long moments of their tongues tangled together, she broke the kiss and instead trailed them to his jaw, kissing along it until she was then met with the side of his neck and smirking when she felt his hand attempt to grasp at her from under her night shirt as a result; his rough fingertips trembling against her skin.

“M-Mm…” He whimpered, feeling her lips now peppering kisses down the side of his neck, “That's nice, baby.” He spoke in a gruff whisper, tilting his head to the side to ease her access and moving one of his hands to one of her breasts, gently kneading his palm against the side of it whilst she remained pressed chest-to-chest against him; unsure which part of that was turning him on more.

She rolled her hips against his once her lips were met with the crook of his neck, causing a small whine to sound from his lips. Severus’ eyes remained closed, unsure how much of her taunting he could take. This wasn't helped when he felt her breath against his skin from her moaning as a result of his hand still massaging against one of her breasts, now lightly flicking the tip of her tongue against the crook of his neck. His lips parted to speak this time, but words quickly disappeared from his head when he felt her begin to kiss her way back up his neck, though the front of it this time, and she smirked when she felt the vibrations of his groan against her lips.

Severus’ hands weakly brushed against her skin from beneath her night shirt as her lips faintly grazed over his Adam’s apple, feeling his cock engorging further from everything that she was doing. He knew it would only be a matter of time before she readjusted herself — for now she was only sat over his lower stomach — and found out for herself.

“Sev?” She whispered against him, her lips now lingering against his jaw.

“Mm… mhmm?” Severus responded in a daze, his fingertips continuing to tremble against her back.

She trailed kisses to his ear and kissed it sweetly before whispering into it innocently, “Goodnight.”

Severus’ eyes opened when he felt her climb off him completely and lay back at his side again, resting her head against his chest. He exhaled as quietly as he could, trying to seem unbothered by this abrupt ending of her gentle taunting.

“Goddamn this bloody early start tomorrow.” He chuckled uneasily, swallowing hard as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

“It’s only one day for the sake of a training session before the new school year starts,” She spoke with a smile, “We’ll be able to sleep in for another few days after that until the real madness begins.”

Severus nodded in agreement and dipped his chin to press a gentle kiss to the top of her head, though he knew perfectly well that sleeping was the last thing he wanted to do right now. He didn't know if she enjoyed taunting him or if she was just simply too time conscious as to what time they had to be up in the morning to even think about taking things any further than a few harmless kisses and touching. He was tempted to insinuate that he didn't quite want the night to end just yet, but was afraid of coming on a bit too strong. Should he talk to her about it? Try and perhaps even hint physically that he wanted her? Even if he was known as the severe, sharp tongued Professor, he was certainly nervous when it came to talking about that. So, instead, he settled with speaking softly as he closed his eyes, “Sweet dreams, dear.”

He felt her smile against his chest and it wasn't long before he could tell she had drifted off to sleep; her breathing a little more shallow. Severus’ eyes, however, opened again and he found himself staring up at the ceiling. He wished he had, had the courage to tell her how her kisses really made him feel, but he also didn't want to embarrass himself by making it obvious how quickly she had aroused him. The biggest issue now was the pulsing problem between his legs that was pitching the bedsheets slightly. He glanced down in the darkness and swallowed hard, well aware that if she was to move her arm from being hooked across his torso, she could easily feel it. Having her so near to him was not helping the situation, however. Maybe he should try and slip out of bed and… walk it off?

He waited long enough to be almost completely sure she was in a deep sleep before he even began to think about trying to move without waking her. First, he moved his arm out from around her shoulders as steadily as possible, then he shuffled further to the edge of the bed whilst being careful not to allow the mattress dip too much as he moved. Carefully, once on his feet, he pulled the bedsheets up to cover her and silently tucked her into bed. He cringed as he took his first step away from the bed, praying that it wouldn't create a creak that would wake her. It didn't. He breathed a sigh of relief and reached for his robe hung up on the back of his bedroom door, putting it on and tying the tassels round him as he made his way out of the bedroom.

Although he continued to move about the place as subtly as possible, the restriction held within the front of his boxers served as a constant reminder of why he needed to try and do anything that would take his mind off what he craved the most right now.

Just take care of it yourself.

He placed one of his hands over the bulge as he had the conversation with himself in his head. The brief contact made him shudder slightly but he shook his head, hoping that if he sat down on the sofa, closed his eyes and thought of something else, his problem would disappear. Funnily enough, however, it didn't. She drove him crazy, like something he had never experienced before; he’d never felt lust or desire like it. He would have jumped at the chance to show her how she made him feel and exactly how he would like to show her certainly wasn't helping his situation. How he’d like her to have rocked against him, cause some friction against his needy cock. How he would've liked to have replaced his caressing hands against her breasts with his lips. He’d be gentle and tender, but also apply enough suction to leave his mark; dark purple ringlets in the shape of his lips from where they’d been. How he’d like to taste her, any part of her, all of her. His cock reacted with an almighty throb from his thoughts.

Fuck.

He knew at this point he wouldn't be able to sleep whatsoever unless he dealt with the problem. It kind of turned him on even more knowing he had to do something about it. Allow himself to do something about it. However, he had only just began to allow himself to enjoy pleasure from another person, let alone stoop so low to enjoy it from himself. He knew it wouldn't take long, and he knew this needy throbbing wouldn't go away any time soon. He wasn't going to wake her to see if she would be up for a bit of fooling around, how embarrassing, he thought. He was far too nervous to admit that this was the effect she repeatedly had on him.

No one has to know, as long as you get it over and done with quickly.

“Challenge accepted…” He mumbled to himself and untied his robe, watching as it came apart and revealed the stubborn protrusion in the front of his underwear. One of the things Severus hated the most, one thing that would almost bring out his self-loathing more than anything else, was giving in to himself like this. He inhaled deeply, ashamed and appalled with himself for already being so desperate for release. He was just going to have to get a grip, and in more ways than one.

His hand sank into the front of his underwear and wrapped around the base of his cock, exhaling deeply. Slowly and loosely, he moved his hand up and down his erection as he mentally came to terms with what he was about to do. Once his grip tightened, he allowed his eyes to fall shut as he moaned quietly. His mind drifted to the intimate moments he had shared with her, and the longing of her hand to be around him instead. He pictured her there at the side of him on the sofa, lips against his neck, hand snug around his cock and pumping up and down his length in sync with each kiss upon his skin. His length pulsated in his fist, oozing precum and wetting the inside of his boxers with it. Absentmindedly, mostly because up until this point he didn't realise quite the extent how desperate he was to get himself off, he pushed the front of his boxers down with his free hand and pulled himself out of them completely for better ease of moving his wrist.

“O-Ohh… fuck.” He moaned to himself sinking further down into the sofa.

He took advantage of the clear stickiness gathering at the tip of his length and ran his index finger over it, hissing through clenched teeth. He then bit down on his bottom lip as he began to massage his sticky finger just beneath the head of his cock; bolts of electricity coursing through his body each time from the sheer sensitivity of it. The feeling served him for a while, but it only made his need to reach his climax as quickly as possible worse.

His hand was around his cock again and this time he was picturing her knelt on the floor in front of him. His eyes rolled back in pleasure as he imagined her taking him in her hand, her mouth. His wrist became almost possessed from the way it was now thrashing up and down his entire length, pushing his hips up slightly to meet with his fist and moaning each time as he pulsated in delight.

“E—El… Eleanor…” He moaned out the name of the woman he had left in his bed, too shy to wake her in a state like this, and began to twist his wrist, ensuring that his thumb rubbed just under the head of his cock, whispering this time, “Ellie, baby… mmmhh…”

He brought the fist of his free hand into his mouth and bit down on it hard in an attempt to silence the blissful sounds threatening to escape from his lips. He could barely stop himself at this point, whimpering as he bit down harder onto his fist. This moans, forced to be quiet, rattled in his throat as he relentlessly pumped his hand up and down, squeezing his eyes shut with his eyebrows narrowed.

“Enjoying yourself?” A voice asked from the doorway, startling him.

“H—Huh?!” His eyes snapped open and he tore his hand away from his cock, helplessly trying to cover himself back up again with either sides of his parted robe, “Fuck…” He muttered under his breath.

“Hm?” Eleanor raised her eyebrows at his now crimson cheeks once she was stood in front of him.

Severus couldn't even construct a sentence, let alone dare to look up at her. He could feel the heat in his cheeks now rising even higher than the one previously building in his stomach. Very briefly, he glanced up at her but then looked back down at the floor.

“I—I…” His mouth opened and closed like a fish, his heartbeat thumping in his chest in rhythm with the throbbing of his now unattended length.

Eleanor perched on the coffee table directly in front of him and bit her lip as she trailed her eyes up his body painfully slowly, paying particular attention to the protrusion trying to part through his robe. Their eyes met and Severus felt his hands immediately become sweaty, blinking hard.

“I asked if you were enjoying yourself…” She squinted her eyes, allowing her gaze to fall to the parting in his robe again before back up at his face and speaking before he even had a chance to respond, “I didn't tell you to stop.”

“I’m sorry?” Severus widened his eyes slightly, his voice coming out more high pitched than he had intended.

“You heard me,” She shrugged, licking her lips as her eyes gestured back toward his crotch again, “I didn't tell you to stop.”

“You… You want me to…” He felt his face begin to flush pink again, “While you…” He gestured weakly in front of him, “Right there?”

“Severus…” She sighed impatiently, giving him a stern look, “Did I fucking stutter?”

Severus shook his head.

“Do you really want to cum?” She narrowed her eyes again.

Severus hesitantly nodded, already ashamed of himself.

“Go ahead.” She spoke simply, leaning back on both of her hands behind her on the coffee table and crossing one of her legs over the other.

Severus inhaled deeply and stopped holding his robe closed, now allowing either side of it to part and reveal the angry arousal casting a pulsating shadow over his lower stomach. Eleanor lost her breath as she watched him wrap his hand around his stubborn erection and saw him shudder from the contact. Severus found it hard to distinguish whether he was more embarrassed or turned on from a result of following her instructions.

Once again, and with great ease, his fist began to work its way up and down himself, earning a muffled moan each time. He was so close to spilling just before she had caught him that he was afraid he was about to embarrass himself even further by showing he, as a grown man, actually had no self control at all when it came to how long he could make himself last. With this in mind, he was even more determined to prolong his climax as much as painfully possible.

“Mmm, does that feel good, baby?” Eleanor whispered, licking her lips as her eyes followed the movement of his hand, “To give in to what you caused?”

Severus’ gaze found hers again and he spoke darkly, “To give in to what you caused.”

“Me?” She asked, moving herself closer to him and placing a hand on each of his spread knees.

Severus nodded weakly and couldn't help but allow his eyes to fall shut. Eleanor watched in awe as his fist repeatedly stroked his length at a faster pace each time, his cock visibly pulsing in his grip. His eyes were now screwed shut as he grew closer and closer to the edge, mouth slightly parted and beads of sweat forming upon his face as he lost all self-dignity in order to chase the release he so desperately needed.

“Why didn't you wake me, Severus?” She asked, now off the coffee table completely and leaning over him with their faces close.

“B..Bec…” His voice trailed off when he felt her shift position and crouch in front of him instead, “Because- fuck.” He moaned softly, now feeling her lips against his inner parted thighs.

“Mm, mm, mm,” She made quiet noises as she peppered kisses up and down one thigh to the other.

“M—Must you tease me so?” He whimpered, afraid he would fall victim to the bubbling warmth in his stomach a little earlier than he had anticipated.

He tilted his head against the back of the sofa and let out a shaky breath each time his fist pumped up and down combined with the skilfully timed touches of her lips. His chest began to heave and he suddenly began to feel even more shame upon him at the thought of himself spilling over his own hand right in front of her.

“Me teasing, hm?” She scoffed playfully against his skin, pressing a harder kiss against him before lifting her head again and narrowing her eyes, “You are the one touching yourself over the state I apparently left you in…” She followed his fist with her eyes for a few moments before continuing, “Though, the mind boggles at just how I could leave you in such a state whilst I was sleeping.”

“Do not be a fool, it was obviously your actions before you were sleeping.” Severus spoke in a sudden unamused tone.

“Severus,” Eleanor’s voice lowered, “If you would like to keep that pathetically desperate cock of yours, I would suggest you don't ever speak to me like that again.”

Severus’ jaw locked, his hand now trembling as he stroked himself slowly and shuddered out a moan.

“Or is this what you planned all along, hm?” She arched a brow, “For me to wind up here; on my knees, between your legs, mouth open, tongue flat out, and me saying, ‘aim and fire, Professor.’. Did you have it all planned out?” She asked, her tongue already out and flattened as she parted her lips, making direct eye contact with him.

“E—Eleanor, please…” Severus whimpered, feeling the heat climbing his body at a rapid rate.

“Please… what?” She smirked, standing up and pushing his hand away from his cock as she did so, “Tell me why you didn't wake me, Severus.”

“I-I didn't want to-”

“Oh, you didn't?” She butted in, setting her hands on his shoulders.

“I-I wanted you,” He swallowed hard, “I just didn't want to wake you…”

“Such a gentleman…” She spoke in a sarcastically flattered tone, brushing her lips against his as she straddled his lap, “Why didn't you want to wake me, Severus?”

“No comment…” Severus mumbled, barely even to even kiss her due to how much he was trembling.

“Were you embarrassed of getting aroused so easily and thought coming in here to get yourself off would be the easier option?” She whispered against his lips this time.

Severus was too nervous to admit that, that was the truth, and kissed her properly this time as an attempt of trying to avoid it.

“Tell me the truth and I'll give you exactly what you want.” She tried not to grin so widely against his lips, now grinding against his upright, hardened length.

“Fuck…” He shuddered from her sudden direct contact, shakily raising his hands to place them on her hips, “I- I found myself in a certain aroused state after we bid goodnight, and…” He blinked hard and paused for a moment as she applied more pressure to him now, “I took it upon myself to come and…”

“Touch yourself?” She arched a brow, finishing his confession for him.

“T-Touch myself, yes…” He mumbled, trying to calm his breathing.

“And you didn't wake me or feel like telling me because…” She pulled back slightly and raised her nightgown over her head; her now naked body sending his head spinning even more.

“B-Bec…” He blinked hard to try and force himself to concentrate, “Because I was ashamed of allowing myself to feel that way.”

“There is nothing to be ashamed of, Severus,” She whispered, now sitting over his length completely and whimpering against his lips as she felt him fill her entirely, her hands cupping his face, “In fact, to have that effect on you, it is rather fucking hot.”

“O-Oh, El…” He gasped, his body jolting forward as the air got caught in his throat, “Ellie, baby…”

“Shh, shh,” She continued to hold his face in her hands, starting to bounce over his cock and pressing a kiss to his lips each time he filled her, “Mmmh, my poor untouched Potions’ Master…”

For some reason, those words alone were making his cock throb. Putting him down but also at the same time asserting her dominance over him drove him wild in a way he could not have ever foreseen. Their lips crashed together clumsily as Eleanor treated his cock as if it were a po-go-stick and exchanged moans into one another’s mouthes.

“Th-That’s it, ugh!” Severus grunted loudly as his climax threatened to climb his body again, his trembling hips lifting to meet hers.

“D-Don’t cum, Sev…” She whispered lowly, now gripping onto his shoulders as she moved over him with her mouth hanging wide open, “N-Not yet…”

“Not… yet!?” Severus whined, the pain and frustration from his built up orgasm audible in his tone.

“No…” She dipped her head, kissing the side of his neck briefly before speaking seductively into his ear, “Take me to bed, Severus.”

Severus’ breath was taken from him from the way she spoke to him. Her hips stilled over him completely, remaining sat over him, and she gazed down into his eyes, moving her hands back to his cheeks as she kissed him again, “Take me to bed, Severus,” She repeated, “I want to go to bed.”

In one swift, sudden motion, Severus scooped her up in his arms and stood up from the sofa — all impressively without breaking the kiss. Eleanor threw her arms around his neck and hooked her legs around his waist. For a moment, as he carried her through the living room, she thought about telling him to have his way with her against one of the stone walls, but she then reminded herself that she wanted to have her way with him, and was fairly certain that was what he desired, too.

He placed her on the bed and leaned down to continue the desperate kisses, frantically shaking his night gown off himself before clambering over her as she laid back on the bed and attaching his lips to the side of her neck. Eleanor tilted her neck to one side to allow him more access and moaned softly from the urgent nature of his kisses while her hands slid down to the waistband of his boxers, pushing them off.

Once his boxers were on the floor, one of her hands found his face and tilted it more toward her lips instead of her neck, speaking against them breathlessly, “Get on your back, Professor.”

Without a word, and even though his entire body was shaking with arousal, Severus complied with her instruction and rolled to the side of her. He watched closely as she climbed on top of him, lowering her hips purposefully slowly onto his angrily pulsing cock that was now situated pointing upward against his stomach. His eyebrows narrowed as she began to grind back and forth over him, his lips parting with a soft whine from the taunting friction she caused.

“E—Eleanor…” He was barely audible, his eyes falling shut as she leaned forward to kiss either corner of his lips.

“Hmm?” She hummed softly, pressing down on him a little harder and moaning against his lips, “Severus, how can your cock feel this good without it being inside me?” She whispered, feeling herself sliding back and forth against his cock with ease and speaking between kisses, “The mind boggles at how good it will feel once it’s inside me.” She breathed out the last part of the sentence.

Severus could barely even move, let alone speak; each of her comments pushing him closer and closer to the possibility of releasing his pent up arousal all over himself. He made a pathetic attempt at trying to lift his lips to stress his need but just resulted in letting out a small grunt instead.

“P—Please… fuuuck,” He wheezed, his jaw locking as the pit of his stomach gave an almighty jolt of want, “Fuck me… I need it… need it…”

“Sorry, Severus,” She stopped all together, much to Severus’ frustration, and sat up, “Was that… begging?”

Severus opened his heavy eyes and admitted embarrassingly quickly, nodding from her question.

“What do you want from me, Professor?” She squinted her eyes teasingly, drawing patterns on his chest with her nails.

“I… I need… want… to…”

“What, hm?”

“I want to cum, I need to cum…” He swallowed hard, feeling his cheeks flushing deep red with shame from his confession, “P-Please make me cum, Eleanor…”

“Since you begged so nicely,” She smirked, feeling herself growing warm from his visible and verbal desperation.

Severus’ lips parted, but they only got further and further apart as he watched her position his erection directly between her legs and sit over him properly with complete ease. His eyes instantly squeezed shut and head pressed back into the mattress from the sudden tight warmth around him, moaning softly. He managed to gain the strength to lift his arms and place them against her hips, following her movement up and down again as she leaned down to place a hand at either side of his head to support the quick pace of her bouncing hips over him.

Their lips smacked together and tongues tangled, their bodies writhing and slotting into one another like pieces of a jigsaw. Severus’ hands moved from her hips to her hair; entangling his fingers within it as the desperate kisses continued. Eleanor let out a series of moans that grew higher and higher in pitch each time, grinding her hips over him in rougher motions.

“You're going to… t-to… fuck.” Severus hissed, sucking air through his clenched teeth and squeezing his eyes shut as he felt a familiar warmth in the pit of his stomach.

Eleanor understood him completely and pressed a final hard kiss to his lips before sitting up straight against so she could bounce over him more freely, whimpering with each movement, “Sev, Sev, Sev…”

“I—I’m cu-!” His words were choked out of him from the intensity of the bliss surging through him, “I’m…. agh, shit, fuck, fuuuck!” Several profanities left his lips as the pent up release left his body, sending jets of his sticky climax inside her with each almighty throb of his cock.

“Mmmh, Professor!” Eleanor cried In pleasure, feeling herself reaching her orgasm with the help of Severus’ lifted hips as his back arched from the bolts of electricity shooting through him.

Their echoes of release bounced off his stone chamber bedroom walls, each one so loud they ricochet so violently it was as if they hit the walls and then came back to strike them. They rode out their continuous waves of pleasure, both of them shouting out as the feeling trembled throughout their bodies, even when movements began to slow.

“Oh, oh, yes…” Severus panted, though his moans became more wincing as his length grew ever-so sensitive after the powerful climax he had just encountered.

The pleasure filled noises slowly turned more into heavy breathing as her bouncing hips became more of a steady grind until they eventually came to a stop. Severus remained completely at her mercy; arms by his sides, chest heaving up and down, clammy hair against his forehead and beads of sweat upon his skin — completely overcome by and on the comedown of the previous ecstasy that had been pumping through him.

“Sev, baby…” Eleanor exhaled, laying herself over him and turning her head to rest her cheek upon his hot, sticky chest. She didn't care if he was an exhausted, sweaty mess right now, she wasn't ready to break the skin on skin contact just yet, and when she felt his arms lift and wrap themselves around her, her eyes felt shut with a soft sigh in the knowing that he felt the same.

“You’ve broken this aging man tonight,” Severus chuckled lightly as his breathing gradually returned to normal, “I’m sorry if you expected a man of my age to have a little more long lasting self control, if you get my meaning.”

“Stop it,” She rolled her eyes playfully, lifting her head slightly to kiss his chin, “Tonight has been a dream. From watching you to giving you what you want, its been incredible.”

“I hope it hasn't been a dream,” Severus raised his eyebrows, teasing, “Or I'm afraid I would be waking up in a rather sticky mess.”

“Filthy.” Eleanor scoffed, playfully pinching his side as she rolled off him.

“What was that for?!” Severus gasped dramatically, placing his hand over the skin she had pinched.

“Just proving to you that you're not dreaming.” She giggled.

“Oh, you little…” He spoke darkly as he lifted himself up and leaned over her, pressing several kisses to her lips and then about her face.

Eleanor grinned against his lips, lifting her hands up to tangle in his hair and continuing to giggle as he peppered her face with his kisses. She felt his wide smile against her skin and kissed him back each time he reached her lips, each of them exhaling flirtatious, infectious laughter through their noses as they continued to fool around until they were under the sheets.

“To make you smile is a wonderful thing, Severus,” Eleanor whispered softly, hooking an arm around him as she lay by his side.

“You make me do far more than just smile.” Severus replied, wrapping his arms around her.

“Mm, it’s a pleasure… Having the man who usually craves to be in his own company to desire mine,” She smirked to herself, gently kissing his shoulder, “Because, for you to beg for me, Severus, that is a whole different thing entirely.”

“What is this power you hold over me?” Severus asked into the darkness.

“Do you remain under it at your own will?” Eleanor bit her lip.

“Unashamedly.” Severus confessed.

“Then, I suggest we get what little amount of sleep we have left now and ask no further questions.” She responded simply, leaning up to press an innocent kiss to his cheek as they both closed their eyes.

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Ok so I’m dying to read a snape x reader fic where the reader is pregnant with his baby and he gets all sweet and possessive of her in the bedroom but also like kinda rough in the tender/sensual way only Snape can be 😂 One word: SMUT. I’ve never found a fic like this (If you have PLZ recommend) thanks, love your work!!

My Love, My Everything ~Soft!Severus Snape xFem Pregnant!Wife!Reader

Summary— Read request. Anon Response— Hi hi hi anon!! Thank you thank you for the request! I haven’t written for Severus in a while, but I’m back in my Alan Rickman era so here’s this smutty little fic you requested <3 Hope you Enjoy! ♥️

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, sex while pregnant, eating out, fingering, overstimulation, rough yet tender and gentle sex, fluff, teasing, light taunting, implied future smut, etc.

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The second Severus walked into your shared bedroom, his hands were on you. It started with his hand caressing your back, guiding you to the bed. Then when your legs hit the edge of the bed, his other hand snuck its way to you chin, before his lips connected with yours.

You hummed into the kiss in content. Severus wasted no time in separating your lips with his tongue and exploring your wet cavern. A moan ripped through your throat as his tongue dominated the kiss. His hand moved from your back to your hips, before guiding you to lay back on the bed.

Severus was careful and caring, not daring to harm his wife or his future child. He carefully crawled on top of you, starting to love on every piece of exposed skin you had to offer. His tender touch began to removed all your clothing, until you are completely bare in front of the man you loved.

“So beautiful…” he groaned, as he stood up and his eyes raked over your figure.

Severus then quickly undressed, his eyes never leaving yours. Under his intense gaze, you became flushed and attempted to cover yourself in embarrassment. Severus was quick to cock his brow at you, and consequently pounced on you, grabbing your hands and holding them above your head.

“Don’t hide yourself from me, Darling… You’re so stunning, it’s a crime…” He husked in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

You squirmed against his hold, while the man began his naked assault down your body. He left litters of kisses and bites and bruises along your frame, before he reached your swollen belly. Severus then looked up at you with sparkling eyes. He licked his lips and had a wicked smirk. You squirmed even more, as his hands moved to hold your hips down and his mouth prepared to taste you.

“S-Sev p-please…” you whimpered, thrashing back and forth in desperation, all Severus’ teasing having properly riled you up. You stared to tease your nipples for some amount of relief.

Severus didn’t need to be told twice. His hands suddenly held your hips in a vice grip, making your gasp. That would leave a bruise along with the dozens of other ones he’d made tonight… Then you felt his hot breath on your cunt, and a second later, Severus was diving into your previous pussy.

You cried out in pleasure, as the man held nothing back, giving your cunt his all. One of your hands immediately shot to his head of dark curls. His tongue was unrelenting, lapping away at our folds, and quickly diving into your cunt. His thumb drew up to your clit, rubbing tight and swift circles against your bundle of nerves.

“Oh God SEV—!” You cried out, your head being thrown back against the sheets as your eyes screwed shut tight.

It turned so rough and overwhelming so quickly that the fingers teasing your nipples went limp, unable to think or do anything else than take what Severus was giving you. Your hips jolted upward and into his touch in needy desperation.

Severus’ grip on your hips only tightened in response, keeping your hips from effectively suffocating him, as his tongue was so addicting… He groaned into your cunt as he felt your walls clench around his tongue, which only made you wetter.

After his tongue had effectively done its job of getting you dizzy and soaked, he pulled away slightly. Your head shot up and you immediately whined at the man in need.

“Tsk tsk tsk, you know me better than that, Darling…” Severus chuckled, before sliding two of his girthy fingers into your cunt.

“AhHhhHHh bloody helll—UghhhHh…!!” You groan out, your eyes rolling in the back of your head.

Severus couldn’t help the smirk plastered across his face, as his digits fucked your pussy rough and deep, just like you needed. As he did this, Severus leaned forward and began placing kisses upon your swollen belly.

“Look at me, love…” Severus husked.

You struggled to lift your gaze and look at Severus, as his fingers were curling and scissoring your cunt so deep and so good. The man could see your impending high in your eyes, and it made him swell with pride, only spurring him on even more.

“You look so good with my baby inside you, my love…” Severus said in his low, sultry tone.

God that tone… that tone could make you cum alone…

“Mmm Sev…!!!” You squeaked, as his fingers curled inside you, hitting your g-spot over and over again, your hand from your chest swiftly moving to grip the sheets tight.

“What do you need, Darling…? Use your words…” Severus husked.

“Cum!! Make me cum dee GOD please Sevvv…!!” You cried out, your body so on edge and shaking, at the behest of merely two of his fingers.

“Good girl…” Severus hummed, “Cum for me.” He husked, sliding a third finger into your heat and fucking you at a relentless pace.

The coil in the depths of your body snapped as all three of his digits curled against your clit with rough, calculating intention. Waves of pleasure crashed over you, as your body convulsed and the walls of your cunt clenched around Severus’s fingers.

Your couldn’t bear the intense pleasure, your head rolling back against the sheets, your eyes shutting tight, not being able to keep your gaze on your man. But Severus let it go, knowing how sensitive your body was from carrying his child. He merely fucked you through your orgasm, going now at a gentle pace, while tenderly kissing your swollen belly.

After your cunt stopped clenching fervorously and your waves of pleasure began to subside, you were finally able to take a breath. Your walls were still fluttering as Severus pulled his fingers out of you gently. He immediately showered you with praise, telling you how good you were for him.

Severus then made his way up your figure, showering your shaky body with light kisses along the way, before his lips connected with yours once more in light but passionate kiss. You were panting into the kiss and afterward. But you had the biggest smile on your face the entire time.

Severus laid beside you, embracing your frame and not planning on letting go anytime soon, also taking the moment to lick his fingers clean of your juices, making you giggle lightly.

“You’re incorrigible, Sev…” you giggled, swatting him lightly, before pulling the man in for another kiss, “and hot…” you murmured lustfully against his lips.

“Haven’t had enough, have we…?” Severus teased you into the kiss.

You pulled away with a smirk and a certain look on your face.

“Of you?” You quipped, before running your tongue from Severus’ exposed collarbone all the way up his chin and into his mouth,

“Never, Severus…” you husked with shining eye matching his dark, lustful pupils.

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