𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚

17

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Training was easier with Severus, he wasn't under strict orders to not touch me and he was definitely more patient than Edward. Whereas Edward would scold me or scream at my failures in frustration, Severus would just chuckle and calm me down.

However, it didn't decrease the embarrassment of failing in front of your husband at all. In fact, I was so embarrassed that I found it very hard to focus more than half the time, it seemed though that Severus understood the fact and he did his best to make me as comfortable as possible.

I gasped as a hand trailed my inner thigh, my hands around the gun tightened. I could've mistakenly fired at this point, but I was too distracted by the body behind mine and the hand covering mine, to care. His breath fanned over my neck as I resisted the urge to lean into the heat his body provided.

"Open your legs a bit wider love."

My face nearly exploded as I slowly followed his instructions. I felt so utterly embarrassed and in a way, all over the place. Simply put, I was distracted, and no matter how far away from me Severus stood, I just wanted to get close to him.

He removed his hand from between my legs and replaced it with his knee, spreading my legs to the perfect width, he grasped my shaking fingers and aligned them with the trigger. By this point, I was more than sure that anyone watching would not even see me. As I was completely covered by his large frame.

I stared up at him as he aimed, my hands clutched in his and the gun held by both of us as I leaned into him. He spared me a glance before turning his attention back to the gun. For a minute, I actually felt desperate for his attention. Feeling slightly jealous of the bottle he focused on, was it bad if I wanted him to just notice me... again? Or kiss me?

I blushed thinking about it and tried to take in what he was trying to teach me.

My legs were spread according to the width of my shoulders, my hands holding the gun, trembling very slightly. But with Severus's hand on mine, the shaking stopped. Sighing, he shifted his attention to me and I grinned widely up at him.

"Let's wait till we get back to the bedroom, okay love?"

I nodded with a blush on my face as he gave a tantalizing smile. I had to force my gaze away, knowing I'd probably stare for too long. Then again, I doubted Severus would mind that. Sometimes when I would stare at him for longer than usual he said it was easy for him to pick up on whatever I was feeling. And there were times where I randomly complemented him and he would pass me a full grin, a very rare, full grin.

It no doubt made him look even more handsome.

Severus had removed my finger from the trigger earlier on, when it didn't stop twitching. He called them 'trigger happy fingers' and said they were very dangerous. more than 90% of the accidental shootings were caused by happy fingers.

His exact words were:

"Sometimes when sensing danger, the mind immediately instructs the index finger to shoot in the direction the person sensed danger from. However, in the case of trigger happy fingers, it's when someone is anticipating danger, or too excited, like you are right now."

I had blushed as he saw through my hidden grins and squeals. Only releasing one or two when he shot two bottles, not blinking or wavering for a moment as he did so.

"Alright love, fingers on the trigger."

I breathed a sigh and shifted my finger below his, he chuckled above my ear. Making me shiver as he did so.

"Calm down, It's not going to hurt you."

I pouted angrily at him as he kissed my head and returned his attention to my twitching finger. Pressing down on it with his own I heard a loud bang go off and saw the bottle in the middle shatter.