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Narcissa Black (blonde_black) wrote in the_recruitment,
@ 2012-02-20 02:12:00

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! 02/1977, ! complete, ! thread, char: narcissa black, char: severus snape

Who: Severus & Narcissa
What: Comfort
When: Backdated to after this confrontation
Where: Severus' dorm room
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

Narcissa was more than upset about her recent conversation with Lucius, even though there seemed to be some interest on his part towards the end. He was always so mysterious, never telling her the whole truth. Why couldn't he just be honest? Was he afraid she would spill it throughout Hogwarts for everyone to know? She had put her heart on the table and he had taken it in his hands and crushed it. She felt ridiculous for making herself seem so vulnerable and for telling him how she truly felt. Now she worried that he would use that against her and she hated being used.

She had no one else to turn to at the moment. Alecto would have been a good choice as she may have been plotting revenge as well, but she didn't want to get comfort from another girl. She needed a man's comfort. Avery was out of the question as she wasn't so sure she could fool him. No, she wanted someone who truly cared about her and that person was Severus Snape.

So she found herself standing outside the boys dormitory, knocking on the door. "Severus? Are you in there? It's me, Narcissa." She tried to make her voice not shake with disappointment, to sound demanding as it usually did. She could only hope he was alone and not fooled.

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blonde_black
2012-02-21 07:54 am UTC (link)

She hadn't noticed, but she had been holding her breath, waiting for his response. She felt this rush of relief and she smiled, almost jumping on Severus and wrapping her arms around him. Again, his scent seemed to envelope her and she couldn't help but take a deep breath again, as if she were trying to get a lasting impression of him.

"You always make me feel so wonderful Severus," she said, her face buried in his shirt, her words muffled. "I want to be with you. I know it shouldn't be, but you're the only person to truly care about me. And that's more important than anything else." She pulled back, slowly moving herself to be on eye level with him. She searched his eyes, wanting to know if he was just telling her the things he knew she wanted to hear, if he would play her like Lucius had. But all she saw was genuine care; perhaps a bit of confusion and hesitation, but that was to be expected. She smiled, leaning in closer so their lips were just brushing.

"Will you have me?" she asked, before kissing him.

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severusnape
2012-02-21 08:39 am UTC (link)

He took in everything that she had to say, relishing it as he had hardly allowed himself to enjoy much else. Memories of past happinesses were layered over with the present, helping to heal old wounds. It would be a long process, but even despite the last softly buzzing warning in his head, Severus gave in to this ray of hope. His hands briefly dared to run over her shoulders when she'd pushed herself close to him, regretting it when she pulled back, a slight sigh escaping his lips.

They were so close now that he could feel his breath bouncing back at him from her cheek. That soft cheek that begged to be touched. A hand gave in to the urge as he replied with barely above a whisper, eyes glued on the delicate skin, "I care Narcissa, I care beyond words."

And then she was so close and his hand was tracing her jaw until it reached the side of her neck. He kissed her back with a gentle pressure before pulling fractionally away. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable even now.

"Only if you'll have me," he whispered reverently, before smiling against her lips, darkly swirling eyes shutting in contentment.

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blonde_black
2012-02-21 08:51 am UTC (link)

They were small words, nothing overpowering or flourished. Just the simple truth and that was good enough for Narcissa. She smiled into the kiss and pulled herself closer to him, deepening the kiss. She knew that tonight couldn't go much further than this, but she was content. His kisses were sweet and sensual, nothing overly eager or wet.

"I will," she said, her smile growing. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for another kiss. So this was what it was like to be truly happy. To be interested in someone and to have them genuinely want them back. Nothing hurt, nothing was unsure. There was only Narcissa and Severus, two people who cared for each other. Her hand slid around to play with a button on his shirt, wanting to undo it, but not wanting to make it go too far. Still, her fingers played around with it, slipping it out of the hole, allowing enough space for her hand to slip in. His chest was cool and surprisingly fit. She never thought Severus was out of shape, but she never thought he would have a body like this. She shivered suddenly, the warmth of the Firewhiskey fading just a little.

"May I stay here tonight?" she asked, her voice still in a whisper. She didn't want to assume anything funny, but for the moment, the thought of falling asleep in Severus' arms was very pleasing.

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severusnape
2012-02-21 09:21 am UTC (link)

Whatever deities or entities existed, Severus thanked them all most profusely. He was fully aware of everything that was happening, the alcohol's effects abruptly halting as though frozen in place. Everything was enhanced: sight, smell, touch, taste. Merlin Narcissa tasted good. There was a faint scent of raspberries that surrounded her, translating into taste as Severus let himself linger on her every little attribute. He would have to remember to conjure up a little dish that his mother had taught him; she had been fond of raspberries, too. The kisses never turned into anything too intense, and somehow, that seemed entirely appropriate to their current situation; it left a lightness in the air that felt comfortable.

With her soft body so close, he was finding it difficult to think, much less talk. And did she have to let her fingers play with his button like that? He focused his heated gaze on the movement of those delicate digits, so lady-like yet, he imagined, capable of unspeakable wickedness. Her subsequent touch made him shudder and he pulled her closer to him, allowing his nose to nuzzle into her neck while he merely nodded his assent, finding it difficult to get his voice past the frog in his throat. How he longed for those soft lips to pull words from him.

Eventually sense kicked in and as difficult it was to pull even a bit away from her, he needed to reach for his wand to pile his scattered belongings neatly into his trunk with a muttered anti-clutter spell. Next came the emerald green curtains, which wrapped them in their protective shield against prying eyes. For good measure, and with a brief glance at Narcissa's face as though he felt guilty, he spoke a silencing charm.

"In case we want to talk, or..." Severus left the rest unspoken, merely setting his wand down on his bedside and pulling her close again, letting himself relax into the bed and against her.

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