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Un Désire Dangereux COMPLETE	By : FemmeBono Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3852 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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III. Une rencontre, avant le dîner
For the first time, the truth of what she faced hit home. Unable to deny the
feelings rushing through her system even as she sat, Vivienne buried her face in
her hands with a sob, only to glance up again as the door opened. She felt an
uneasy jolt that was not all unpleasant as Severus entered, closing the door and
leaning against it. Using her wand to conjure a handkerchief, Vivienne
dabbed at her face and wondered why the settee on which she was sitting could
not simply swallow her up so she did not have to face him. At least his face did
register some degree of sympathy finally, she acknowledged.

"I'm sorry," she managed, her throat still aching with tears as she
felt the flush creeping back.

"As am I, if I seemed unfeeling. It was not my intention. It is a hard
thing to relate to someone you know, much less someone you've only just
met," he said slowly. "However, Dumbledore has suggested a solution,
should you prefer it."

"I thought you said there was no solution."

"Forgive me, it is not an escape altogether so much as...an
arrangement."

Vivienne felt her legs go weak again as she began to grasp his intention and
thanked all that was holy that she was still sitting. She could not restrain
herself from shuddering, which did not escape his notice, and opened her mouth
to say something, only to find she could not. Severus had seen the recognition
in her eyes of what he was suggesting, and took the shudder to mean that she
found him repulsive. Nevertheless, he continued as he had been urged to do.

"The Ministry has found it necessary to provide Hogwarts with the
protection of Aurors about the castle this year. He feels it would help you if
we were to suggest Dawlish's replacement with you instead. Dawlish should find
no problem with this, as he is loathe to be in the company of Dumbledore or
anywhere near range for that matter."

"Yes, I know. I heard about Dumbledore's escape," she said with a
laughing at little at the memory of the image it evoked.

Finding encouragement in this, Severus nodded before adding, "as such it
would put you in close proximity to myself." His gaze dropped from hers as
he pressed on. "Were you to need my...assistance in any case, you would
need only ask. I would be willing to avail myself to you, as well as the use of
my quarters for any assignations as you require."

"An-and you agree with his suggestion?" she asked meekly, already
starting to shake a bit. Sacré mère, she thought.

"I am well aware that I am not the most desirable man for any
courtship," he conceded, "but for this situation, I do feel that you
may prefer me to other more...unsavory options. Knowing who else you have to
choose from and how abhorrently they would abuse you, I think I am undoubtedly
the safest for you. I have seen what they are capable of, and I would not wish
it on one such as yourself."

She gave a small nod, but could not help but think it sounded as though they
were arranging a business meeting. It shamed her on some level to think of
having sex completely devoid of any emotion at all. Any of her lovers had been
people she esteemed and liked at the very least. And yet, watching this by no
means handsome man, she felt strangely allured and wondered what it would be
like to have his weight on hers. He had rather large hands, and such sharp
angles and planes on his face. She ached already to reach out and touch it, and
barely restrained herself.

Severus, meanwhile, thinking that the interview was over, rose to leave. He
turned back at her strangled cry, only to see her staring, her sapphire eyes
deep and dark. He felt his member give a throb as he took in her heaving breast
and full, parted lips. Her breath hitched as she started to speak,
"please...I--" but she could not find the words. She rose, shakily, as
he crossed to her, completely baffled and not suspecting that she was already
feeling the urge to pull him down on top of her and satiate the need that rocked
her to her core. She clutched at his frock coat, sliding her fingers through a
gap between the buttons and hanging onto the hem. "With all this talk
of...this curse..." she began again, before trailing off.

He reached up, grasping her upper arms. Taking in her pleading eyes and the
flush of her cheeks, the dawning realization had his jaw dropping. "I
see," was his only reply as his hands slid to her waist, eliciting a moan
from her lips, before he lowered his mouth to hers. Instantly she arched into
him, her breasts straining through the fabric of her robes as she leaned up,
leaned into him. Now fully aroused, Severus flicked a wand behind him at the
door, locking and casting a silencing charm to buffer any noises from escaping.
Sliding his hands down to her hips, he backed her up against the settee causing
her knees to buckle as she dropped back onto it. Knowing she needed release
quickly, he wasted no time in laying her flat against the cushions and hiking
her robes up around her waist. As he continued to devour her mouth with his, he
slid her panties aside to help moisten her up first, only to find that she was
already wet and straining against his hand. She reached up, frantically pulling
against his belt, finally unbuckling it and fumbling with the buttons on his
trousers as he yanked her underwear off and let it fall to the floor.

Finally freed of all encumbrances, he filled her in one stroke as she arched
again, moaning and spreading her legs wider, propping one over the back of the
settee to accommodate him as he leaned in, thrusting deeper. Sliding his arms
under her back and cupping her shoulders, he ground in. Slowly stroking, he
pushed deep, swiveling his hips against hers, causing her to cry out for more.
"Harder, yes! Merde!" she screamed as she began thrusting
against him, matching him beat for beat as he pushed into her, aching for more
himself. He stayed deep inside her, the base of his shaft jutting up against her
clit as he quickened the pace, already straining for release. Pulling on her
shoulders for leverage, pounding all the way into her core, he felt the
tightening in his sac as her muscles clenched around his shaft. He leaned
further over her, never slowing from the rapid fire they were building in their
loins, plunging his tongue into her open and gasping mouth, he claimed her,
while she clung for dear life as the fire exploded in a blinding climax that set
them both flying. He felt his seed shoot into her and heard her own cry of
release as her muscles spasmed under and around him, before he fell against her,
spent.

Easing himself out of her, he lay for a moment as her legs came around him,
holding him there. It was a minute before either of them spoke, but a new
question had presented itself to Vivienne.

"How do I keep this from my mind?" she wondered aloud. "Now
that I have had sex, I will surely be thinking of this encounter...even now I
cannot keep it from my mind--"

"Ah, yes," he said, lifting off of her and beginning to put himself
back to rights. "In the first, you do have a reprieve in that the curse
loosens its hold on you for some time after your release. Usually by being
satiated, other things tend to push themselves to the forefront of your mind and
take precedence. It is the desire for sex which calls the curse upon you, not so
a flitting thought across your mind or a simple memory. You have to want, and
once that wanting takes hold--whether it is truly yours or a Death Eater's--it
must be expunged."

"I see," she said, feeling only somewhat better. At least she was
not at the mercy of every creeping thought. Yet she still could not figure out
the desire she felt. He made no mention of it causing desire for someone,
only that desire set it off. Unsure of how to broach the subject, she left off
for the time being until they could truly be alone and not just across the hall
from so many people. As he lowered the enchantments, she could hear many more
voices than there were before. Picking her panties up from the floor and casting
a quick cleansing charm, she fixed herself as best she could using a dusty
mirror behind the settee and followed Severus out the door to the kitchen again
without another word.
*Une rencontre, avant le dîner = an encounter, before dinner

Sacré mère = Holy mother
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