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Her Skin Was Soft by JenKM1216 [Reviews - 2]


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Her Skin Was Soft


Her skin was as soft as—

Severus crumpled the paper in frustration and threw it in the floor amidst a pile of previously crumpled papers. Looking at the large pile, he pointed his wand at them, banishing the ink and flattening them. There was no need to be wasteful.

He dipped his quill in the ink and poised it over the paper.

Her skin was as soft as the inside of a shrivelfig. He caressed her body as if she were the last shrivelfig on earth.

He stared at the paper for a moment before viciously wadding it and throwing it at the door. As his luck would have it, the door opened just in time for his visitor to catch the ball of paper.

“What are you doing, Severus?”

Why me? he thought. “Good evening, Pansy. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Please don’t look at the paper.

Pansy closed the door behind her and unwadded the paper. A smile slowly spread across her face as she looked at it. “Severus, are you trying to write… romance?”

“Of course not! What do you take me for?” He usually lied convincingly. This time was different.

“You are! Oh, how priceless!” Pansy nearly clapped her hands in glee. “You might want to consider going about it differently, however. A shrivelfig isn’t very romantic.”

“Why are you here, Professor Parkinson?” Severus was desperate to angle the conversation away from what he had started writing. He wondered how Minerva would react if he Obliviated a coworker.

Pansy continued with her musing as if he hadn’t spoken. “And as a woman, I wouldn’t appreciate being compared to a shrivelfig by my lover.”

Severus slammed his fists on his desk, startling Pansy. “What do you want?” His head pounded with the effort not to Obliviate her and be done with it.

“Oh, Severus, you’re embarrassed!” She crossed the room and rounded his desk. As he watched in horror, she laid her hand on his shoulder. “I think it’s cute.”

Severus stood up so suddenly his chair fell over behind him. “I am not cute! I am black-hearted and terrifying. Never cute!”

Most people would have fallen all over themselves to escape his wrath, but Pansy just smiled serenely.

“Cute.” She pronounced the word very deliberately, infuriating him further.

Severus felt his blood pressure rising. He was sure his pale face was anything but pale at the moment. “I- I-” He stopped, unable to continue.

Pansy’s smile grew as she stepped forward, violating his personal space even more than laying her hand on his shoulder had done. His eyes widened as she stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek lingeringly.

“Cute.”

She began walking toward the door, but Severus reached out and grabbed her wrist, drawing her back. Dropping his lips to hers, he kissed her thoroughly, arms holding her flush against his lean body.

When he released her, she panted for air, face flushed and eyes lidded.

“I am not cute,” he said.



A/N:
This is one of my submissions to Romancing the Wizard's round eight challenge. I chose the prompt: Her skin was as soft as the inside of a shrivelfig. The challenge was to write the exact prompt into a fic of exactly 500 words about an evening with Severus Snape.

Thank you to harmony_bites and Alauralen for looking this over for me.

Her Skin Was Soft by JenKM1216 [Reviews - 2]


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