Sev/erus vs Dust ||SS x OC||
a/n: I’ll be honest here. I don’t actually know how to write for female x male with sexually suggestive content. I myself don’t tend to think of myself as too feminine when it comes to these things. But alas, I am also not a male, so I have no idea on that end either. I’m quite Ace tbh,, so in reality, none of it really clicks in my head. So now I’m really confused. Oops hehe. This is my first time writing anything suggestively ‘spicy’ for fxm. Now I’m rambling and I’m sorry again.
word count: ~1.8k
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“Come one Severus! In here! Quickly!” She clumsily rushed them both into a supply closet in the dungeons.
Estelle, the herbology professor and Severus, the potions professor, found themselves trapped in the supply closet, seeking some alone time from nosy students and bumbling professors. The dimly lit space was cluttered with shelves filled with dusty cauldrons, glass phials, weighing scales, and forgotten potions ingredients.
Estelle smiled wide as she brought both of her hands up to either sides of Severus’ cheeks, holding them softly. She softly caressed his cheeks as he too brought his hands up to her face. They both leaned into a passionate kiss. Moving against each in synchronization, their feelings of lust and love for each swirled in the most magical of ways.
Dust was also swirling around them. The two of them had managed to kick up quite a bit of dust on their hurried entrance.
A few minutes into their time in the supply closet, the particles of dust in the air began to tickle Severus's sensitive nose, causing him to scrunch his nose in discomfort. He quickly pulled away, sniffling and swiping his fingers under his nose.
Severus's brows furrowed as he fought to stave off the sneezes that threatened to erupt. He clenched his teeth, desperate to maintain their secrecy and not draw attention to their presence. But the more he held back, the stronger the tickling sensation became, and the more insistent his need to sneeze grew.
Estelle, her concern evident in her eyes, took notice of Severus's struggle. She stepped closer, her voice soft and comforting. "Severus, are you alright? Your nose is twitching an awful lot. Like a little bunny!" She giggled softly while booping his nose softly
Severus nodded with a small whimper, his breath hitching at her little touch to his reddening nose. "The d-dust... It's t-tickling my n-nose," he bashfully confessed, a touch of frustration lacing his words. “Ihihh… I think I may sn-snehh-sneeze.
“Severus, if you sneeze now, we’ll be discovered!” She whispered warningly. Snape let out another small whimper of discomfort. “Y-yes I know,” He airily replied, scrubbing more intensely at his nose. Estelle’s cheeks were dusted in a deep blush now. She’s never actually mentioned to Severus about her, little… kink.
Estelle unconsciously reached out and gently placed her slim finger under Severus's nose, providing a distraction from the maddening tickle. Her touch was a soothing balm, momentarily alleviating the need to sneeze. He jumped in surprise at first, but then Severus leaned into her, finding her cool touch to be relieving for the moment.
“I-is that better, S-Severus?” She stuttered out, becoming more and more flustered by the position they were in right now.
“Ihh-I’m fine. I-hhH’gksh-! N’Gxt-! h’Gktch-! hH-!” Estelle pinched off Severus’ nostrils with two delicate fingers to prevent any more sneezes from escaping. Severus looked into her eyes, mortified that he just sneezed all over her hand. He gasped and brought both of his hands up to cover the lower half of his face.
“I-I’m so sorry! Oh Merlin, I-Ihhn’Ngxt! need t-to, shh-sneeze againnn-” Severus tried to profusely apologize before his breath caught again. He screwed his eyes shut as he desperately rubbed at his nose with both hands still over his nose and mouth. Estelle gently reached her hands up to his frantic ones.
“S-Snape, you’ll hurt yourself like that–” She slowly tugged his hands down from his face, revealing a pinkish-red hue on his nose. “H-here, just let me…” She brought Severus into a close embrace and put his face into her shoulder. Estelle could feel his uneven breaths as his nose begged for release.
“EstehhH-! Estelle, w-what ahhahH… hhH!!... hHHhHeh!! N-no, I couldn’t Estelle thhh-that’s…hhHhhehH–!” Snape tried to protest through hitching breaths.
“Muffle your sneezes into my shoulder. I promise it’s ok. I don’t want you to hurt yourself like that.” She rested one hand on his back and the other one on the back of his head. Snape’s face burned with embarrassment.
“I-uh-are you sure? I don’t w-want tohhh– to m-make a mhhehHh…hh..hH–!” Snape rubbed his nose onto Estelle’s shoulder, making her own breath hitch, for different reasons however.
“Sev, it’s alright, just sneeze into my shoulder, quietly though!” She laughed a little bit, in hopes that this would hide her growing arousal. Snape made a small noise of protest, but the prickling tickle in his sinuses completely took hold of him.
“hH’HMFSHH-! MM’MPHSH-! -mM’FSHh-! –uHhuh’mfschh’fsch’fsch’’sch’sch’sch–!” Sneezes started tumbling over one another, as there was no escape for the allergens. Estelle could feel each jolt of Severus’ body as he sneezed and sneezed. Her breath caught as his sneezes became little rapid ones.
“mM’Fschu–! m’Fschu’schu’sch’schs’chs’chs’chs! hhHahH…hHh! ehhH’HMPSCHH–! ‘PSCHhu!” Snape just could. Not. Stop. Sneezing.
Oh boy, she prayed to Merlin that he would not notice her thighs tense, her face heating up, or the racing of her heartbeat. She only knew for sure that he could not see the deep red that painted her cheeks.
“H-How are you holding up, Sev? We should be able to get out of here soon,” Estelle craned her neck to look at the watch on her wrist. “Lunch hour starts in a minute or so. The halls will be void of students and we can finally get you–” She abruptly stopped when she heard two students’ get close to the door. Too close for comfort.
Severus noticed this as well and brought a hand up to his nose in an attempt to stop the sneezes and pinch any oncoming sneezes into silence.
“Bloody fucking hell. I should’ve thought of this sooner.” Estelle cursed herself out, “Colloportus.” She murmured before the footsteps got too close.
“Daisy, I think this is the storage closet Professor Snape keeps the extra cauldrons. Everyone should be at lunch by now let’s– Oh no!” The one student exclaimed.
“W-what is it? …Well!?” The student named Daisy sounded panicked.
(“Estelle I-I n-nhhHhehh-need to sneeze..hHh so b-bad…hehH–hHih!” Estelle could feel every movement of Snape’s hitching breaths on her figure.)
“It’s locked…” The first student replied.
(“N-no not yet! The door may be locked, but a sneezing attack from you would alert them right away that someone was in here!” Estelle frantically whispered back.)
“Oh bloody hell! Snape is going to murder me for not having my potions kit ready for class! Maybe I can borrow Harley’s?” Daisy cried with worry. “I can’t believe my brother broke my kit. I’m going to murder him next time I see him! If I get in trouble, I will beat him up…”
“M-maybe he won’t take away house points?” The first tried to comfort Daisy.
“Oh right, because getting detention for a week or a month will be so much better!” Daisy exclaimed with exasperation clear in her voice. “Let’s just head to lunch… I don’t think…” Their voices faded as the two students quickly hurried away towards the great hall.
Estelle let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. Severus was breathing entirely through his mouth. He hitched with uneven breathing, his fingers still holding his nose shut. They waited for what felt like hours, but was only about 3 minutes long.
“Sev, you can let go of your nose now. It’s alright.” She whispered. Severus would have sighed in relief had he not been building up for a sneeze attack for the last five minutes. His nose was finally free of the tiny little stifles that did nothing to quell the itch. He wasn’t usually someone to stifle in little rapid fits. If provoked enough, then yes, they would happen. But now, he no longer had to hold back.
“G-good, b-because hhHahH–! I-I,” Though Estelle knew of the oncoming storm, Severus tried to warn her anyway.
“hehHH’ESHI’EWW!! hahH’EKKSHIEW–! gK’KSHIEWW–! ESH–SHiew!! EhhH-Estelle..hHihH c-can’t hH’IKSH’ieew–! Can’t s-sthhh-stop hA’AKSHIEW! ahH’SHIEW!! snhh-snee…sneezii’GKSCHIEW! Sneezing!”
Estelle bit back a moan that she quickly tried to disguise as a cough. She and Sev were still hugging, pressed right up against each other. She didn’t know how much longer she could take this. Though they’ve been friends since their years in Hogwarts, she had never known Snape to get this sneezy from some dust. Okay, to be fair, this was a lot of dust. Clearly this storage closet hasn’t been touched in a while.
“hH’IKSH’ieew–! -’GKSCHIEW! ahH’SHIEW!! hEH’SHIEW!! hHG’KSHTT! IhHG’shiew-! heH’Kshhtt! ehH’ISHH’iew-! Bloody hell, this is t-to… hHhihH!...ehH’ISHH’iew-! hHG’KSHTT! Torturous…”
Severus scrubbed hard at his nose, willing the tickle to back down. Estelle dragged him out of the storage closet and quickly led him into his office. At least now he was not surrounded by the allergen.
Once they reached his office, his nose felt worlds better. “Bloody hell, Estelle. Th-hh-that was ehH’ISHH’iew-!...a-awfully t-tickly…n-need to sneeze aga–ahH’SHIEW!!...hhhh…” Severus reached for a handkerchief on his desk and gave his nose a long blow. Sighing afterwards, he discarded it back on to his desk. Estelle just nodded along, trying to will the blush on her cheeks to go away.
Severus noticed that she hadn’t said anything in a little bit. “Estelle? Are you alright, love? Your face is red…” Estelle’s eyes shot up to his gaze. She stared intensely into his red, teary, allergy attacked eyes.
“Y-yes! All good, Sev!” She responded, her voice a few pitches higher than she intended. Snape’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly, then softened again.
“You know, love, you cannot hide everything from me. We have known each other far too long for me to not realize it.” He smirked a little as he walked closer towards her. “You think I wouldn’t notice how your heart skipped a beat everytime my breath caught? Or how your thighs clenched when I sneezed? You know, you could have told me… right?”
Estelle could only look away in embarrassment and shame. “I-I’m sorry, Sev. You’re right. I… I-I…like… I’m turned..on.. By your… sn..” She stared even harder at the ground.
Severus pulled her chin up gently with his hand. “Hey, hey, it’s ok. Do not be ashamed. I still love you very dearly.” He said with a softer voice, still slightly stuffy from the earlier events. She hadn’t realized she was shaking.
“I can’t even say the word in this context, Sev.” She giggled quietly. “I’ve never told anyone this. I mean it. No one! It’s just such an… odd… turn on.” Again, she averted her eyes from his gaze.
“Estelle, love, I promise, I will not judge you or shame you for this. Maybe sometime later, we can explore this little interest of yours, hm?” He said while wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closer into him.
“Y-you would be willing to…for me?” She gazed up at him with widened eyes. He nodded, “Of course, love. Anything for you.” She gave a bashful smile and hugged him tight, resting her head on his chest.
“Thank you, Sev.” She whispered out.
“Always.” Severus whispered back.
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Well that got fluffier in the end than I intended. I love fluffy endings, so I guess that’s why my brain did that lol.