《"Always": Severus Snape x Reader》Blaise
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His hands slipped round my neck and I threw my head back in pleasure, his tongue explored my body causing my to call out his name "Severus p-please" I beg, I feel the smirk on his lips. He slips two fingers inside of me causing my to tighten up around them, as he pushes them in and out and I feel a knot rising in my stomach "Sev i'm gonna-" He quickly slips his fingers out and stands up leaving me on the bed looking like a hot mess. "That will teach you not to mess with me" I sat up panting "It's getting late, you should go. Try to cover your neck" he winks. I run to his bathroom and look in the mirror pulling the hair away from my neck, "Shit" I run my hands over the fresh marks on my skin "If anyone notices just know it's your fault" I yell and push my hair forwards to attempt to cover them. I put on my clothes, kiss Sev goodnight and walk to my dorms.
When I get there I see Blaise sat on a sofa "Hey y/n" He stands up and gives me a smile "Oh hey Blaise" I smile back and make sure my neck was covered. "I just wanted to ask, whats going on between you and Weasley?" he grows shy "Oh nothing it was just a prank he wanted to play on Snape, him and George are seeing who can loose the most house points" I had planned this story before I went to detention just in case anyone had asked. "Oh ok then, night" "Night Blaise" As he walks to the boys dorms I walk to the girls dorms, I put on some joggers and a baggy t-shirt and hop into bed thinking about the past occurrences of the day.
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-the next day-
It's the weekend so I put on a grey and black chequered skirt with a black top and paired it with a black bag and some thigh high socks.
As I got to the common room I felt a pair of eyes on me and of course they belonged to Blaise "Hey y/n you look great, wanna walk to breakfast with me" he smiles and looks me up and down "Sure" I nod. We walk to the hall and sit down together talking about anything and everything, as i'm eating my food I look over to the Gryffindor table, Fred winks at me then looks at Blaise. I grab a pancake and start to eat it before Blaise interupts me "Picture this. You and me at hogsmade today" he smirked "Um sure my dad finally signed the slip so yeah i'll go" "I'll see you then y/n" with that he got up and walked away, will Severus be mad. I mean it wasn't a date... was it?
I go get my money and head to the carriages before being stopped by Severus "Miss Black, going to hogsmade I see" I smile at him "Yup" he gives me a little grin back "And may I ask who with?" I shrink a bit but sort my posture out quickly hoping he wouldn't notice "Well Blaise asked me this morning so i'm going with him" Severus' smile instantly drops. yep, he's mad "Just be careful with him y/n" "Why? he seems like a nice guy" "That's because you don't know what goes on inside his head" He walks away to a carriage his black cloak flowing behind him. "What was that about?" A voice comes from behind me, it's Blaise. "Oh just homework stuff" I lie "Well we better get going" He grabs my hand and pulls me inside an empty carriage and shuts the door behind us. On the way there we talk about what shops we are going to go to and we decided to have a butterbeer last just incase we get cold.
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We go to every shop and lastly end up at the leaky cauldron to grab a butter beer, Blaise has been a bit touchy today like putting his hand on my back and when we sat down he put his hand on my thigh, it made me a bit uncomfortable but I didn't think anything of it. After we. had finished our drinks it was already past curfew so we convinced some random man to give us a lift to Hogwarts. We were walking down the dark halls until Blaise stopped and looked around "What is i-" He pushes me against a wall smacking my head into the stone "I've been waiting for this" He pushes himself on top of me "B-Blaise what are you doing..." As my words drift off I slowly start to feel lightheaded, I feel a warm liquid ooze down my back but Blaise ignored it and smashes his lips against mine "s-stop pl-please.." he doesn't he carries on to my neck but stops when he notices the marks Severus left "I swear y/n you whore, I guess i'll carry on" He carries on down to my collar bone and as I become more faint tears roll down my cheeks until I hear a loud bang and Blaise's grip loosens from me. The last thing I saw was a tall dark figure until I blacked out.
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