[ There are other things to think of. Like Lily, or what'll happen to the way Claire's treated if (when?) the Marauders find out, and a hundred other things.
Instead Severus laughs a little in an exhale. Fuck it. He's just going to have this small moment, this hour or so, before anything gets to be too much. He lifts his other hand and touches her jaw, brushing slightly calloused fingers across her perfectly scar-free skin. ]
Which is your favorite? [ --before she can answer he kisses her again. Properly this time. ]
[ Not necessarily a general rule, but Claire doesn't spit out expletives very often. Maybe it's part of that southern upbringing, all the yes ma'am's and no sir's that were ingrained in her since she was old enough to form the words. That isn't to say that she can't curse a mile wide and just as colorfully, and she's just about to explain why fuck is her favorite one when her mouth is very abruptly too occupied doing other things to recall what the shape of the word fuck tastes like. And then just -
Oh.
Okay.
Her brain is just going to go over here now, while her fingers find their way up from where they have been hovering around his elbow for the last two minutes to trip into the fabric folds in the front of his shirt, pad of her palm bumping into a button on its way to settle under the flap of his collar.
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Instead Severus laughs a little in an exhale. Fuck it. He's just going to have this small moment, this hour or so, before anything gets to be too much. He lifts his other hand and touches her jaw, brushing slightly calloused fingers across her perfectly scar-free skin. ]
Which is your favorite? [ --before she can answer he kisses her again. Properly this time. ]
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Oh.
Okay.
Her brain is just going to go over here now, while her fingers find their way up from where they have been hovering around his elbow for the last two minutes to trip into the fabric folds in the front of his shirt, pad of her palm bumping into a button on its way to settle under the flap of his collar.
She hopes the dogs aren't watching this. ]