Title: Enraptured Pairing: Severus Snape/Hermione Granger Rating: PG13 Disclaimer: Not mine! Summary: Had he smelled of himself she might never be able to stop. Notes: Thanks to karelia for beta help!
She stayed away for as long as she could. A hospital was no place for such as her. There was always the hope that he would be saved.
Until there wasn’t.
The stink of disinfectant cannot mask the scent of blood. The corridor outside his room reeks of decay. It’s worse inside.
“They told me you were dead.” His eyes have sunk deep into his skull.
“I am” she answers, tugging at the sheet.
“Don’t—”
His body, never bulky, has withered like old fruit; pallor to match her own. She wants to leave, but something draws her forward.
He tastes like rot and decay.
This is love, she reasons, trying not to gag. This is devotion.
Perhaps it’s for the best. If he smelled of himself she might never be able to stop. Her mouth waters at the memory and she manages to swallow.
Coaxing him is harder. He turns his head, blood sliding into his hair, but she persists until the first drops slide between his lips, and he begins to suckle.
He grows smooth and solid beneath her until everything about him is diamond hard. Weakened, enraptured, she can only cry out as he pierces her flesh.