Mrs Profressor Snape

Take Care of Me (🥰)

Severus takes care of a sick reader.

Thanks for Your Help, Professor (🥰)

Professor Snape catches you teaching yourself DADA spells after curfew and he helps you learn a spell you are struggling with, more than proud of you when you get it right.

Helping Him Forget (💔+🌶)

You leave a note for Severus telling him to meet you at the Shrieking Shack, and despite his hesitance, he goes, more than happy when he see what you’re wearing for him.

Let’s Make A Baby (🌶)

You and Severus decide it’s time to have a child, and both are more than willing to start the process of baby-making.

A Lesson in Jealousy (🌶)

Lucius subtly flirts with you when you offer your help to him, Severus gets upset and reminds you who you belong to

Neon Lights and Ferris Wheel Nights (🥰)

You take Severus away from the school to enjoy a new experience with him. Despite not being familiar with any of it, he proved to have one of his best times out and the fun you had would forever stay with him.

In the Hot Seat (🌶)

Thanks to a certain trip in the muggle world that involves hot springs, exchanged hotel rooms, and a decent amount of Firewhisky; you and Severus get warmer than you’d planned.

You Matter (⚠️)

Fearing the worst about your best friend, Severus, you worry to know what’s wrong with him. Life gets darker when you catch him lying on the restroom floor, bleeding, and seemingly not breathing.

Addicted (🌶)

Severus can’t figure out why he’s so attracted to you and your scent, and can’t fathom why no one else is able to smell it.

Bundle of Joy (🥰)

Starry Night (🥰)

Severus surprises you with a not-so-much-a-date date, that includes the night sky, twinkling stars, and unexpected confessions.

When I Knew I Loved You (🥰)

A shy reader and an angry Severus can’t seem to stop bumping into each other

Good Morning (🌶)

Reader wake Severus up in one of the best ways.

Do You Still Love Me? (🌶)

When Severus starts to no longer have sex with you, you decide to find out exactly why, and the reason isn’t exactly what you expected.

Scared, Severus?

You and Severus brew a batch of Amortentia that results in hidden feelings and hope for possible beginnings.

December’s Kiss (🥰)

When two red-headed twins decide to try out a new spell, something new comes to fruition.

Narcissa

All Hers (🌶)

You and Narcissa get more than comfy together

Lucius

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Lucius’ Infatuation (🥰)

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She-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named

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Nothing else has been said as you followed Severus to the kitchen. He’d set the table, lit candles, and there’d been a tune playing from somewhere within the walls of the house. The only thing missing was the piece you’d brought with you.

You both sat down, with Severus helping you to your seat, “How was your day?” You tried inquiring. Although, Severus hadn’t seemed as if that was what he wanted to hear.

“It was consumed by petulant children I’d rather not talk about.” Came his curt answer. “I can assume yours was spent well?” He’d noticed your expression briefly change.

Again, you hadn’t responded, except this time he wasn’t going to let the question hang in the air. He knew it hadn’t been a good one, your lack of punctuality being a factor.

“Y/n?” His voice was both stern and concerned, yet his face remained impassive.

A heavy sigh was heard across the table and you sat back into your seat, “Nick and I didn’t have the best day.” You admitted.

Severus had to keep from showing the lack of distaste he held for the aforementioned man.

Nicholas Bradbury was a man Severus wasn’t very fond of. It wasn’t due to anything other than pure jealousy. His job at the ministry hadn’t been what Severus was jealous of, no. Nor was it how much wealth he seemed to obtain. The only reasoning Severus had to back up his hatred, was the matching wedding ring you adorned on your left ring finger.

“I see.” Was his simple return.

You didn’t hold back from rolling your eyes, though, “Honestly, Severus, can we not do this tonight.” You were tired of the same tirade that would somehow inevitably be slipped in on these nights.

He could sense that you weren’t appreciative of his tone, still that hadn’t held him back. “Do what?” He countered, “Talk about how unhappy your husband makes you?”

The room felt as if any ounce of contentment that had been inside, had left. It wasn’t a blow to the face, exactly, but you hadn’t been expecting him to be so abrupt with his words. You knew Severus was tired of the sneaking and lying, but it wasn’t as if he didn’t agree.

You’d started seeing Severus amorously months back.

You two had stumbled upon each other at random on a late night out.

He’d happened to be at The Leaky Cauldron - already appearing in an intoxicated state. You hadn’t come toppling in, but you’d stumbled onto him on his way out. He’d caught you in his confused daze - not understanding how you appeared to be more inebriated than he had.

He’d felt bad, oddly enough. Your cheeks had been tear stained, and when he followed them to your eyes, they’d shown how swollen they were. You were, undoubtedly, a mess; yet something in Severus couldn’t let you go. A room for the night had been offered and despite you being frazzled and dizzy, you’d accepted.

It began as a nice gesture that had soon become a regret once the two of you were alone in the dimly lit space. The light casted off of the oak wood furniture, creating a warm ambiance within the room. The fireplace had already began to roar as it quickly started to heat the two of you.

You’d traveled over to the mirror attached dresser and had taken your outer clothes off.

You’d made note of the mysterious stranger you were now seeing in the mirror. His hair was long, as were his slender, dexterous appearing fingers. His attire was both put together, and unkempt.

He intrigued the curious part in the back of your mind, although you knew it wasn’t right, and you needed to know him.

As if his own mind had been in tandem, you hadn’t noticed he was then behind you, standing a short distance away.

The rational part of you had been gone long before that specific night, you knew it wasn’t right and you still ignored it. Whether you’d come to regret in the morning hadn’t been a thought. You had been tired of your thoughts and needed something for the moment.

At least, that had been the plan.

One night of passion turned into months of more drunken nights, slipped kisses; moans and whimpers of more.

Your secret was known, not that it could be called that, or that you’d cared. Severus had given you things - feelings, that your husband hadn’t. You had felt bad on certain occasions, and then Severus would have you forgetting once more.

Brought back to reality, “Oh, so now me having a husband bothers your?” You scoffed. He’d tried bringing it up before, but you’d negate it with the fact that he’d already known. “You hadn’t seemed to mind any of the other times we’ve been together, recently.”

“When are you going to be honest with yourself and admit that that man can do nothing for you?” His words spewed out like sounds of hatred and his face had contorted into one of disgust.

You now stood to your feet, there was no appetite left in you. You had come on an empty stomach and it appeared as though you might’ve been leaving the same way. “Where, in your mind, did you think this was going to lead to!” You shouted.

Severus couldn’t be serious; he knew you were married. There had been no plans for the future, no promises of leaving and starting something anew. The base of your relationship had been built on being sneaky and lying - hiding in the dark and only telling each other.

It was his turn to rise to his feet now, “How can you be married to a man you hate?” He was now yelling.

“That doesn’t concern you.” You countered.

Severus adamantly shook his head, “No.” he argued. “You don’t know how to love anyone but yourself. You’re a selfish woman. You’re too scared to admit to yourself who’s right for you, and who isn’t.”

“As if you’d be the one to tell me that.” Came your low words.

Your demeanor shifted and he saw how the same woman he thought he’d come to know, was now nothing short of a facade. Your eyes had taken on a dark look and your eyebrows were sat angrily.

“We were never meant for a happy ending.” You promised. “Did you think this was some kind of fantasy world? You thought I would leave my husband for a man like you?” You were stepping closer to him.

He knew how fast a person could change. He’d seen both men and women use what they have to get just what they need; it was an evil world they lived in. “I should’ve never helped you, I knew against my better judgement. You’re nothing better than what you think you are. You’ve already ruined yourself for me.”

You stormed towards the door, because no matter the rude words you’d said to him, he was right. You’d cheated on your husband, you’d stooped low and stepped out. Severus would always have a part of you.

You weren’t going to let him know, though, “What made you think I ever cared for you.” You rhetorically asked. “You’re a sad, lonely man who’s never had love. I can so easily see that. Forget how we once were, you mean nothing to me now.”

Severus went to open his mouth, looking unusually defeated. He didn’t know what to say or was expected to say - nothing according to you. He hadn’t expected the night to go as poorly as it had.

He watched as you didn’t gather your things, instead taking nothing, and leaving everything except your love.

It wasn’t until you felt the inviting chill accompanied by the slender fingers that rested on your shoulders to know Severus was behind you. “Welcome home, my love.” His voice barely above a whisper.

You smiled, “Hello, love.” You attempted to turn around, but he’d stopped you.

“Let me help you get undressed.” He offered.

When he’d seen you obliged, he’d taken his time removing your clothes, allowing his hands to roam over the expanse. He’d felt the shiver you let out and smirked to himself. It’d never failed to amaze him just how easy it was for him to affect you.

Once your layers were shed, and the only thing that remained were your bra and panties, he’d asked you, “How was work?”

You rested your head on his shoulder before finally turning and looking at him. You knew your exhaustion from the day was apparent by the frown on his face. “Horrible.” You simply answered. “But now that I’m here with you, I’d rather not talk about it.”

“Understandable.” He conceded.

He’d told you to get in the bath while he undressed, ignoring your whine about you wanting to undress him.

The contented sigh you’d released when the warm water touched your skin was one that had Severus hurrying to join you. You immediately felt your tense muscles relaxing at the delightful feeling the water was giving you. Just as soon as you’d relaxed, the divine smell of peppermint and lavender invaded your senses.

Caught in your thoughts, you hardly realized Severus had slipped in behind you. He let you sit a moment longer prior to grabbing a loofa sponge. He poured a generous amount of your favorite raspberry body wash on it and worked in to a lather. Gently, he started to wash your back taking time to trace slow circles, watching your body react to his every touch.

He liked to watch you, perceptive to your every thought, your body language, your voice and it's tones, and especially your face. You were like a walking talking book of emotion to him and every intricate, delicate page was one he was keen on learning and being well knowledgable with.

You softly moaned in relaxation as he touched your back, having already dropped the loofa to float in the water. “Lean back.” He told you so your head was in his lap and your hair fully in the water.

His hands massaged your scalp, making your beautiful tresses billow out in the water like a cloud of silk. Another small moan escaped your mouth and Severus tenderly smiled down at you. You slowly sat up and he reached around your waist to you in to a warm embrace, his fingers moving lazily over your breasts and nipples.

He knew exactly what he was doing, and so did you. You lied back and gave him a kiss, your soft lips meeting his, your tongue slowly probing into his mouth, finding his own tongue, teasing and tasting.

The two of you broke your kiss while Severus grabbed your shampoo, pouring some into his hand. He worked it into your hair, massaging your scalp some more. He grinned as he heard you purr and fall back into his hands, all the while your hand was snaking around behind you lightly tracing up his inner thigh.

Your hand found what it was looking for and you deliberately ran your fingers along his cock. You could feel him hardening under your touch. He groaned softly in your ear at the same time you touched him, and his mouth found your neck - nibbling on it, lightly grazing his teeth against your skin.

You hissed in pleasure from the electrifying feeling his touch sent to your sensitive neck. He told you to lie back down in the water so he could rinse off the shampoo. You obeyed, removing your hand from behind you and sliding down into the water again.

His hands ran through your hair, rinsing all of the shampoo out of it. You slid backwards so that your head was in his lap again and decided to give him a show as you let your hand run down your body and in between your legs. His eyes grew wide in anticipation while he saw you spread your legs for him to see every move you made.

You ran your fingers leisurely over your slit. Dipping just barely into your cunt, you did that a few times more, teasingly, before you spread your folds open, revealing your swollen clit. You started to rub up and down over your sensitive little nub, you felt your nipples start to harden, though it seemed you weren’t the only one who’d noticed.

Severus’ hands started to kneed your breasts while pinching your nipples between his fingers, “Minx.” His voice held a sensual tone. Your breathing became shallow as you ran your fingers faster over your clit, occasionally dipping in.

You looked deep into his eyes and started to sit back up. You twisted around, however he stopped you from facing him, pulling you back against his chest. You could feel his hard cock against your ass and back, he started to kiss your neck, steadily working his way to your shoulder blade. You were also aware of his hand sliding between your legs, rubbing against your clit, as he started to rub faster over it.

He bit down gently between your neck and shoulder, instantly sending you into an orgasm, “Oh, fuck me.” You cried out.

“Soon.” He promised, a satisfied chuckle slipping out at his response.

When your body started to quiver, he grabbed your hips and pulled you up, positioning you over his hard cock. You moved your hands to the sides of the bath tub and slowly lowered yourself down over him, filling yourself fully.

You started to rock slowly, his fingers still on your sensitive nub, flicking over it with your hips grinding down. You loved how he felt deep inside you. You tipped back against his chest and your hands moved over your breasts again.

You heard a soft groan escape Severus as he watched you touch yourself. He grabbed your hips more forcefully and told you to stand up and bend over, your hands against the wall. You moved off of him, with no urgency, and did so. He reached around and unplugged the drain, picking you up and over to the shower to turn it.

The scorching water cascaded down your bodies, and while you welcomed it with a pleasurable exhale, Severus felt as though he was being burned. You laughed at his unimpressed look, and moved in. His hands rubbed down your ass to reach between your legs to your wet pussy. He’d slid a couple of fingers in and out of you little by little while you cried out in pleasure.

He asked you if you wanted his cock in you and you whimpered out a soft yes. He ordered you to tell him what you wanted with a slight rough tone. "I want you to fill my cunt with your cock!” You whimpered out.

Severus grabbed your hips again and slid himself deep inside you, continuing to thrust deep and fast into your wet hole. Your hips bucked trying to match his own thrusts, so hard and far. You felt yourself about to cum over his dick, and when you told him so, he sped up his pace - waiting to feel you lose your control.

Your muscles clenched, no longer able to hold back anymore as you’d let loose and your release washed over him. Severus continued to pump in and out of you. Between your moans and panting for breath you asked him if he'd like you to suck him until he came in your mouth. Before he could answer, you erupted with another orgasm from the intense pleasure he was giving you. When he pulled his cock out of you with it covered in your juices, you turned around and got on your knees to suck it off of him.

You took him deep into your mouth and down your throat; you wanted to feel him cum in your mouth, you wanted to taste him. You swirled your tongue over his cock as you sucked on his hardened length taking you in deeply, as if you couldn't get enough of him.

Your hand moved to caress lower with your lips working over him. Your other hand found its way to your clit stroking it, making you moan into his dick. The vibrations spread through out his hardened length and you felt his cock twitch in your mouth as he was about to cum. He shot his load into your hot, little mouth and it hit the back of your throat, you swallowing all of it. You loved his taste.

When both of you had calmed down slightly, “Happy Valentine’s Day, Sev.” You whispered into his mouth.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart.” His tongue slid into your mouth while you two shared another passionate kiss.

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Your students didn’t seem to care about your conversation, but if it got them out of finishing up their assignments, then they’d listen. That still didn’t stop them from asking if you were going to follow through with the mistletoe.

Your joint response was no, with no further questions being able to get asked.

Class had been dismissed with neither you nor Severus paying much attention to each other after the fact, and you’d both packed up quietly as the last student left.

When the door was shut closed, you looked towards Severus, “Think you’re funny, do you?”

“No idea what you mean.” He answered. He finished stacking the loose papers on his desk before gesturing you to the door, “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” He tried his best to hold in the proud simper that was threatening to show.

“Sod off, Snape.” You shot his way on your way out.

The door was barely closed when he said, “After you.”

You’d made your way to the dining hall for dinner while Severus had chosen a different direction. You didn’t care, as long as he was away from you and out of your sight. The only thing on your mind, anyway, was the delicious feast that was waiting on you.

Somehow, though, you and Severus had reached the large doors at the same time, something that confused the both of you. Nothing was said as you tried opening the doors before he could… yet you couldn’t move from your spot.

“What the hell…” You mumbled. You tried again, to no avail. “Why can’t I bloody move!” You exasperated. It was rather aggravating considering you could smell the delicious food on the other side of the door.

A loud sigh was heard next to you, forcing your gaze on the loathsome man, “Move out of the way, L/n.” Severus advised. Then he tried… and just like you, his attempt to move had been futile. “What in Merlin’s beard…” he mumbled angrily.

“Why would you try it if it hadn’t worked for me?” You frowned in confusion.

“I was hoping for a result other than what yours had been.” He admitted.

That’d made no sense, “Like what?”

“Like being able to walk into the dining hall.” He’d remarked as if it should’ve been obvious to you.

The two of you couldn’t deepen your rising argument before two, distinct voices were heard speaking to you. “Hello, Professors!” You were greeted.

“Seems that you’ve found yourselves caught in our newest spell.” Fred started.

George continued, “I’m sure you two know the only way out of it.”

A muddled stare was sent their way.

Their eyes followed up to right above where you and Severus were standing. Immediately, your faces fell at the realization of what they were eluding to.

“You’re the reasons all of these mistletoe are hanging everywhere?” Severus wondered aloud. “Take them down!” He demanded.

The boys shared a cheeky smile, “Can’t, Professor.” Fred spoke.

George nodded along with his brother as they moved around you two, “The only way out of it, is to kiss.” And with that, they’d disappeared into the great hall.

You stood there for a second, both silent, until the gears in your heads started to turn. At once, either of you had drawn your wands and tried to fire off a few simple spells that could counter the charmed mistletoe. Surprisingly to Severus, none of them had worked; you knew better than to be nonplussed.

Fred and George had always been talented wizards and when it came to how they created spells or pulled pranks, that was no different. You’d found yourself on both ends of their jokes one too many times to think otherwise. You knew better. Which was why you knew exactly what you were going to have to do.

“We’re going to have to kiss.” You interrupted his musing.

That’d brought him completely out of them, “Excuse me?”

His surprised response caused you to look towards the ceiling in annoyance. “You know, just as well as I do, that there is no other way out of this. Fred and George are too skillful and if they’ve thought of this possibility, the only way to get out of this is to listen to them.”

He looked at you as if you’d grown two heads, a third arm, and had started speaking a language he wasn’t familiar with. His thoughts were nearly presented in front of you with how hard he was thinking. His eyes had shown that he was done pondering, though.

You were going to try and convince him further, your stomach grumbling had started to bother you, but he’d already taken the initiative.

Severus’ lips connected with yours in a way neither of you expected. It was like two puzzle pieces connecting in an unfamiliar way - one that worked. It’d warmed you while at the same time confused you. But you hadn’t had time to dwell on it when you found yourself being pulled closer to Severus’ body. Forgetting where the two of you were, you’d found yourself breaking free from the one spot you’d previously been stuck in.

Your back was being pushed on the doors that you’d been trying to go through earlier, but you’d ignored it. Your hands found the back of his neck while one of his traveled down to hold your waist, with the other cradling your cheek. It’d felt like one of the longest kisses you’d ever had, but it was so, so pleasant and oddly passionate that you couldn’t find yourself caring.

Prior to being able to pull him impossibly nearer, you’d both found yourself leaning back as the once stable doors had suddenly started to quickly open.

In an instant, the two of you were met with the stunned faces of everyone in the dining hall. Your students had a mixture of astonished, disgusted, and snickering expressions. The professors table, on the other hand, held looks of knowing and ‘about time’ displayed on their faces.

You’d let go of Severus as he’d done the same, except for the hand that was resting on your lower back. It would have been comforting if not for the fact that you were embarrassed at being caught. You’d started to feel like the students that you’d sometimes discover in an empty classroom together. You wanted the attention off of you and quickly.

Had it not been for Dumbledore, everyone would still be frozen in their spots, looking at you. Instead, their attention was on the man who had tapped his goblet in a manner that caused every open ear to listen. Thankfully, you were able to get to your seats afterwards.

Everybody had gone back to either eating or engaging in their conversations with the other after Albus sat back down. Although, Minerva had shared an appreciative look with you before mouthing, ‘Took you long enough.’

You ignored that and merrily ate your food. Tried would be more like it. It would have been easy to do so if it wasn’t for the fact that Severus had continued to glance at you from time to time. You knew he wanted to speak about what had happened, however, you weren’t too thrilled to do so where there were a plethora of listening ears and a meddling Minerva.

“Yes, Severus?” You whispered, finally connecting your eyes with his.

He discreetly leaned closer to you, “We need to talk later.”

Nodding along to his words, “Alright,” you agreed. “Just bring some hot cocoa and marshmallows, and we have a deal.”

His face scrunched up in mild disgust, “I don’t like marshmallows in my hot chocolate, Y/n.” He admitted.

Your look of bewilderment nearly made him chuckle. You shook your head in disbelief, “You don’t like marshmallows in your hot chocolate? Why do you hate love!” You dramatically expressed.

That time, he couldn’t hold the snigger that came out of his mouth, “I prefer Firewhiskey.”

“You can’t put alcohol in hot chocolate…” You admonished.

“According to who?” Minerva chimed in.

You raised an eyebrow at her interruption and Severus leaned forward so she could see he wasn’t impressed by her interference either. She blushed at showing that she had been listening and turned back to talk with Albus.

Shaking your head with a small giggle, “We’re putting marshmallows in our hot cocoa.” You insisted.

But that had amused him, “Says who?”

“Me.” You pointed to yourself smugly.

Your shrug that followed up had also been funny to him, “And what if I don’t want to?” He wondered.

You tapped your chin in faux thought while looking up at the ceiling. You stayed silent for a moment longer then responded with, “Then I guess you won’t be drinking hot cocoa with me.”

“Bossy.” Severus threw at you.

You laughed, “You’ll learn to like it.” You promised. You were satisfied with his nod of agreement.

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I know this was short, but I hope you liked it! Like I said in this, I’ll be back to posting regularly (soon) and since I’ve fallen out of it, I have to get comfortable with it again - hence the short fic <3

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Without turning you, he reversed direction up the front of your thighs, your stomach, your breasts, pausing long enough to tease and tweak each nipple. He brought the shower head between you two and rinsed your back, replacing it to catch the water in cupped hands and wash the front.

He stepped away from you and you exhaled your disappointment that that was it - you were expecting so much more. Thoughts of him fucking you, eating your wet pussy, and you sucking his large cock had already started to form in your head.

Just as you began to turn, his hand touched your upper back once more, his right slightly warmer than the left, “Let's fuck in the shower so it feels like we're kissing in the rain.” Severus rasped, then massaged your shoulders once more. His touch was firm, yet still sensual, and almost caused you to moan. But you took in an indrawn breath instead as he reached around to cup your breasts.

You could feel the hardness of his dick pressed between your ass, you moved slightly, and he pinched hard on each nipple. Gasping in pleasure, moving your ass in a slow circle, he chuckled - turning you, kissing you hard. Your tongue play was intense as he moved his hand down to your pussy.

He groaned deeply as his fingers grazed over the smoothness. He took a single finger, tracing your lips then sliding it inside of you. You were dripping wet and he withdrew it, massaging your clit for a moment, afterwards moving his hands both up to your breasts.

Severus lifted you then, effortlessly, you quickly grabbed for the stall steading yourself, and inhaled on a scream as the movement had surprised you. His lips sucked and his teeth now nibbled on your inner thigh, “Fuck, Sev.”

Close, but while not touching your swollen cunt, he drove you out of your damn mind.

You breathed in slowly, deeply, trying to lessen your speeding heart, slow your senses, as he paused over your waiting heat. He exhaled his hot breath on your wetness while his tongue flicked barely on skin. You sighed loudly, hinting your impatience. He simply shifted position.

He renewed the sensations of the first touch on the sensitive skin of your other thigh with the same seemingly endless array of nibbles and bites. And you greedily sucked in air while gasping as he passed in the same pattern across your cunt again. To one thigh and back, "Shit… shit…” You whined again, and again.

You sounded like you were hyperventilating to your own ears even as your breath came fast. You had decided that he was trying to make you go mad simultaneously as he passed once more over your snatch.

The whimpers he was receiving were making him feral, “That’s good, love, you’re so good. But you’re making me delirious.”

If he didn't suck your clit soon, you would explode. He licked, pressing his tongue just slightly on your clit, then he paused deliberately and you strained upward in an unsuccessful effort to catch more pressure.

You had briefly closed your eyes, opening them once more but before you could focus, his tongue flicked on your throbbing, aching clit. You almost lost it, your head went back, “Fucking… hell…” You dragged your words.

Another quick flick of your clit and his lips glided down your slick pussy. He nibbled your lips, sucking each fold gently into his mouth, stroking it with his tongue before releasing it and grabbing another taste. Slowly, he worked his way up toward his target.

One firm gnaw at a time, sucking, licking. Occasionally pulling with his head so that your lips were stretched, running his tongue up the length of your cunt - over and over, moving closer. Finally!

You’d give anything to feel that first touch again, and when he sucked it in, “Severus!” Your voice came out harshly on an exhaled breath.

His mouth now wrapped around your cunt was driving you crazy, your thighs rested on his shoulders, arms out stretched holding fast to whatever you could grab as he ate you out.

The tremor started in your toes, “Damn, I’m bout to come,” you moaned. “Put me down!”

He ignored you and moved forward slightly so your back was supported on the wall. He grabbed your cheeks, lifting you momentarily for better access, and shoved his tongue inside you. Then licking from hole to clit with the tip of his tongue vibrating really quickly on your pearl, you screamed. The quakes were in your thighs now, still, he didn't stop.

He took your clit in his mouth fully sucking hard releasing it with a pop, repeated, then licked, repeated, licked.

Pushing at his head was useless, because when Severus was latched on, he wasn’t coming off. Your pull at his hair made him bite you in warning, “No… no, no,” he taunted. “I want this pretty cunt of yours in my mouth when you cum. I’m going to have every last drop of you, so help me.”

Your moans and wails crescendoed with the speed and attention he was delivering upon you, his silky voice added to the intensity. The trembles hit you full on, they forced you to let go (not caring if you fell), and you clamped your thighs around his head.

He grabbed each one, stepped forward at the same time supporting you fully on his shoulders, and continued to lick you as you came all over his face.

Severus tenderly let you back down, putting you both under the shower head, kissing you hard until his sensual tone asked, “Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?” He’d noticed how your skin darkened, it wasn’t hard, and he found it cute.

Of course there was, you’d just tasted yourself on his lips, sweet, a bit savory, like cream. His deep chuckle made your pussy walls jump and you put your hands on his shoulders, “I hope you aren’t done with me yet.”

You evaded his question, pulled yourself up, wrapping your legs around his waist, never breaking the kiss, as he turned off the water and opened the stall door. You’d forgotten how spacious your bathroom was.

There was no need for a bed, you walked to the carpet where you usually dripped dry. You gave him no time to adjust, his cock was already jumping, hitting your cunt slightly. You reached down, positioned, impaled, and fuck you’d forgotten that quickly how thick and hot he was.

“Y/n…” He whimpered in a pleasing tone and you knew it wouldn’t take him long to cum.

You started to ride him when he slipped his hands beneath each knee, and braced his legs apart. “Care for another round?” Your cheeky smirk made both you and Severus share a laugh before your mouth fell into a perfect o and let out the loudest moan of the night.

You were, indeed, just getting started.

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The rumors on how he treated children began when a certain Gryffindor boy had come up with the clever idea to cause a disturbance in class. The boy, one who Severus had known liked stirring the pot, repeatedly, decided that the quiet, Slytherin girl across from him needed more color added to her attire and chose to throw a few - rare - potion ingredients.

Thankfully, nothing had harmed her, but it had been successful in ruining her school robes. That was when Severus stood to his feet, first checking on the young girl before he let out a rather harsh tongue lashing at the boy. Like a coward, he’d trembled at the deep rise of Severus’ baritone voice and when he’d finally found the Gryffindor courage and that ignorance that never failed them, he accused Severus of favoritism.

It’d started an uproar in the class; the Slytherin side claiming that the boy should be expelled, and the Gryffindor side protesting that Severus wasn’t being fair. Severus, on the other hand, had quickly had enough and determined his next course of action.

A loud bang could be heard from behind him as the chalk that rested beneath the board began writing by itself. It’d written out that the children were to write a two page essay on why disrupting a professor’s class was disrespectful, and forced them to write out one of the reasons they specifically thought why.

The class had fallen silent, quills getting to work, when Severus informed the immature boy that he’d be receiving detention. When he made a move to protest, Severus leaned towards him and dared him to speak against his words. They boy had shut up, wisely, but continued to glare at the back of Severus’ head.

Progressing through the day wasn’t something Severus had looked forward to. He wanted nothing more than to go back to his quarters and fall asleep. But that was a while away.

The tiring day had dragged on with more disobedient children, gossiping staff, and a meddling Albus. By the time Severus had actually gotten back to his chambers, his nose was hit with the delightful smell of… brownies?

Opening his door cautiously, he took note of the sound in his kitchen similar to one of searching through a cabinet. He readied his wand, and against his thoughts that an intruder wouldn’t bake him brownies, he still prepared to cast a hex. Plus, Hogwarts wasn’t the kind of place that had people coming in and out of it so freely, so that was out of the question.

He turned the corner in a tentative manner, and let out a breath of relief when he saw it was you. “What are you doing here?” He frowned.

You jumped at the sudden voice. You’d been too enthralled in your baking that you hadn’t taken note of the door opening and Severus entering, nor him approaching you. “I wanted to surprise you.”

Smiling, you took quick steps to meet his open arms. Your cheeks hurt with how happy you were to see him, though he hadn’t mirrored your look. You knew he was tired, and as such, you hadn’t expected him being too cheery. That wasn’t in his nature anyway.

“I see you’re making brownies.” He acknowledged after a long kiss.

You turned in his arms and held the hands that were linked together around your waist, “I remember you saying they were a favorite of yours, and since you rarely eat sweets, I decided to make you some.” Your shrug was soft but still felt.

“Have they cooled?” You nodded at the question. “Mind handing me one?”

“Of course not.” You laughed. You brought the brownie to him and allowed him to feed himself. Watching how his previous expression vanished, tense lines having left his face and replacing them with a content look. “What do you think?” You wondered.

His response came in the form of a pleasantly saccharine kiss, one that made you tingle in satisfaction at his reaction. “I think, that you might be the best baker I’ve ever met.”

You hummed at the kiss he left on your head, “You’re too kind.” You complimented and watched while he reached for another chocolate treat.

“I believe you are the only person to have ever said that to me.” The chuckle he’d given you made you grin and shake your head, later resting it on the doorframe.

When a moment had passed, you’d asked him if he’d eaten anything. He’d told you yes and that while it compared nothing to your cooking, it was still fulfilling so he had no intentions on eating anything else for the night. Meal wise, because he was definitely going to have one more brownie before bed. Like you, they, too, were one of his weakness.

You two journeyed your way to the his bedroom and you waited in front of the large window in his room that offered a view of the Black Lake.

You weren’t sure how long you’d been staring, but you assumed it was lasting enough when Severus’ chin had perched itself on your shoulder. You had no time to startle at the interruption of your daze, “How was your shower?”

He exhaled, “Well needed.”

“I’d say,” your voice had a hint of amusement in it. “You look awfully fatigued.” You weren’t staring at him directly but you could see his reflection in the cool glass.

Severus’ soft incline of his head was felt tickling your neck, “I don’t want to go to sleep just yet. We haven’t talked about your day and how it went.”

“Your rest is more important, my love. While I’m flattered, you have essays to grade tomorrow and we both know how tiring that is for you.” You had no intentions of keeping Severus up, but he was behaving defiantly.

This time, Severus shook his head. “Sleep is for the weak. I’m not tired yet.” Came his disagreement.

“Whatever you say, dear.” Patting his cheek sarcastically, you signaled for him to follow you, “Will you let me rub your back?”

“Why?” He looked at you skeptically.

You made a face at the question, “Because I always give you back rubs and you look like you’d appreciate one right now?” His face hadn’t changed from that suspicious look, “If you don’t want me to give you one, that’s quite alright with me.”

He’d seen you getting ready to turn around and walk off, falling helplessly into your trap, and stopped you, “If you insist.” He dramatically let out.

Severus prepared himself to lie down, face first with his hands being used as a pillow for his head. He heard you rummaging through the bag that, up until now, he hadn’t noticed with you, and rotated his head to look.

He was granted with a smile and you playfully shaking the eucalyptus and mint oil you were showing him in your hand. You’d brought out a towel and a few incense to set the tone for the night. You were positive Severus would benefit from this greatly, and you were also hoping the stress from the day wouldn’t follow him into his dreams. He needed at least one peaceful night of rest.

You spread everything out neatly before you, but on the side of Severus’ left, and rubbed your chilled hands on his back, “Relax.” You ordered, your voice coming out as more of a light hiss with a drawl.

Severus had obeyed.

When he felt the warmed oil on his back, mingled with the honey and lavender incense that had a hint of amber mixed in, his worries went away. No longer did he feel tense and on edge, but instead, he felt a sense of tranquility fall over him.

Your hands kneaded into the taught muscles of his back, shoulders, and his bare neck. The more you manipulated the tissues of his back, the deeper it arched, until he was pressed too far into the bed. His shoulders had fallen, and had taken on an alleviated posture. He dropped his head to the side, allowing the warm aroma to invade his nostrils and suffocate his olfactory nerves.

Your hands smoothed over the expanse of his figure while your lips traveled up his spine, to his neck, suckling affectionately on it, and stopping to nibble on his ear. You blew into it, causing goose pimples to cover his skin, “Does this feel good?” A quiet yes could be heard in return.

The warm towel you’d brought was placed over his head, although not blocking his ability to breathe. In a matter of seconds, the heated cloth had helped in further calming him and you’d smiled to yourself. You took note of his breaths slowing down and rubbed both sides of his neck equally, slowly and deliberately.

Halting your pace for a moment, you noticed Severus’ mouth had fallen open slightly. Along with his breathing gradually reducing, that was a sign that he’d fallen asleep.

Not tired, my arse you thought.

You knew he was exhausted, he hadn’t hidden it very well - if at all, and when Minerva had informed you of the day he had, you swiftly made your way to Hogwarts. You were aware his new position would be tiring and that it would take a lot out of him, but you weren’t expecting the students to have been so blatantly disrespectful. You brushed it off to being due to the fact that Severus wasn’t much older than the seventh years, however, that didn’t give them the okay to act as they had.

You snapped out of your reverie when Severus’ back rose with a deep breath. You figured it was time to stop straddling his back, seeing as he was now asleep, and got off of him. You let the oils soak into his skin, blew out the incense, and took the now cold towel off of him.

He stirred slightly in his sleep and cracked an eye open to look at you. His eyes had taken on a blood shot look in that short period of time, and he stretched out an offering hand. It was a sign that he wanted you to go to sleep with him, you in his arms while his were wrapped around you.

It hadn’t taken much convincing for you to wipe your hands off on the towel, smoothing the remnants into your palms, and lying down beside him.

After all, there was no better place to be than right there, cuddled up with Severus.

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You’d ruminated an activity for yourself - cooking a new recipe, potting a plant, even cleaning Severus’ lab tools for him, he was particular with those utensils. Still, nothing had piqued your interest.

That was when you’d come up with the plan to have a cozy, leisure filled night ready for Severus whenever he came home. You knew it wouldn’t be until just before the sun started to set, since Severus usually spent his late evenings grading a few of the essays that were turned in.

You moved the sofas around, maneuvering them into the desired position for your intention, and followed suit with the coffee table, the books that sat easy on top of it, and the plants that decorated the room. Next, you ran upstairs, gathered everything you’d needed in one trip, and came flying back down the steps with a huff.

You threw a sheet over the couches while it rested easily and covered them both. The pillows you’d collected from your bedroom and the guests’ were splayed neatly across the floor, inside of the little fort you’d made. Blankets were welcomed as they added a snuggly feeling to the pile and the fire that’d roared to life only added on to the pleasant ambiance.

Preparing light snacks, Severus usually had a small meal before he retreated home to you, and you weren’t too hungry due to eating leftovers from the previous day, you smiled. You like feeling domesticated, not only in cooking meals, but with arranging relaxing nights like this for Severus to enjoy during his weekends.

When you were finished, you rushed back up the stairs, recklessly taking two at a time, and hurried to take a shower. You shed your clothes from today, you’d been in them majority of the day and while constructing your little plan for the night, so you had no interest in remaining in them.

You washed yourself quickly but throughly, using your favorite soap and one that you knew Severus loved smelling on you, and hopped out with your warm towel. You rummaged lightly through your open closet, and found a cute pair of pajama shorts before you headed to Severus’ side. Looking through his sweater drawer, you found the perfect, deep blue jumper to wear.

Severus always complained about you taking his jumpers, fussing about how he could never find the one he was looking for and if he did, you were usually wearing it. You consistently offered to share it with him, but he’d point out that he wasn’t going to walk around in a shirt that you were also in and risk the chance of him tripping over your feet. Your answer was always a shrug back and telling him that whenever he was ready, he could slip behind you and wear the proposed material with you.

You giggled to yourself when you remembered the skeptical look on his face at your suggestion. Oiling your smooth legs up, slipping fuzzy socks onto your polished feet, you left your hair how it was.

A second later Severus could be heard entering the warm house and announcing his arrival. You squealed excitedly and sprinted downstairs to greet your boyfriend.

“Honey, I’m home—” He was quickly cut off when the wind had been temporarily knocked out of him due to your excited hug.

You kissed him quickly, peppering his cheeks with loving pecks, “I missed you.” You pouted.

“Really?” He raised his eyebrows in mock surprise. “I couldn’t tell.”

Sharing a laugh and grabbing his hand so he could walk with you, you brought him to the decorated room. Both of your eyes roamed over the ornamented area, with Severus noting the night sky that replaced your ceiling.

It wasn’t similar to Hogwarts, thank Merlin because he was tired of seeing that building every night, but instead, it favored the Aurora Borealis. The green and fuchsia pink sky covered the room in a warm glow, doubling with the amber fire, and was lit up with a dazzlingly show of twinkling stars. The longer you looked, the more the heavenly bodies winked at you.

The next thing that Severus had looked at, was the array of treats and optional cutlery you had out for the two of you. There were a mix of foods he appreciated and another handful of snacks that you liked, evenly balanced for the two of you.

“What do you think?” You finally asked after the moment of silence.

His gentle gaze traveled down to you, “I think the view is absolutely beautiful.” He murmured.

You brought his hand up to your lips and gave him a tender kiss, “Thank you, I was afraid you wouldn’t…” you trailed off when you saw that his eyes weren’t on the starry sky, but instead, on you. “Sev…” Whining, you tried to hide your flush of your cheeks.

But he wouldn’t have any of that, “I mean it.” He kissed you passionately, conveying any emotion his words couldn’t. “Thank you.”

Your forehead was rested on his, with Severus’ doing the same, and you closed your eyes in contentment. You were so happy to be with him, so grateful. “You’re welcome,” you responded. “Now go get showered, put on your coziest pjs, and come back down here.” You slapped his butt playfully with a send off.

He’d made it halfway up the stairs before he’d caught sight of the top you were wearing. He paused and folded his arms, forcing you to look at him in expectancy, “Something wrong?” You wondered.

He smirked, “Is that my shirt?”

You looked down and tried to hide your smile, to no avail, “You mean our shirt?” You corrected. You weren’t giving the sweater up.

Severus chuckled prior to his ascension up the steps. You’d laughed, too, when he disappeared.

It hadn’t taken the man long to wash off the day’s grime and stress, having gotten washed and dressed quickly, choosing a different sweater. He’d chosen to wear a deep, dark pair of flannel bottoms that accompanied the shirt he was wearing. You’d gone for a matching set, socks included, so he’d decided to do the same - for your sake.

By the time Severus was back downstairs, you’d already crawled into the tent like fort and made yourself comfortable. You were startled slightly when Severus entered, your back turned to him, and his arms wrapping around your waist.

“What do you have planned?“ his voice rasped.

Your simple answer, “A chance to relax, that’s all.” He nodded, he’d like the sound of that. “Before we eat, though, I got something for you.”

“I wish I would’ve known, I would’ve gotten something for you as well.” He frowned. You were known to give him surprise gifts, but it hadn’t been that long ago that’d you’d done it, in fact it was last month. He’d wanted to have the opportunity to give you something before you had the chance to again.

You brushed off his hidden worry, you liked giving him unexpected gifts; he was a hardworking man who deserved to be spoiled every now and then. It would be every day if you had the choice. “It’s fine, just enjoy what I got for you.”

A box was summoned to you, it had a big, red bow on the top of it with a card that told Severus you were lucky to have him and that every day with him was like reading a new book - so fresh and exciting. He kissed your cheek in a silent thank you before retrieving the gift and unveiling the items inside.

Recently, he’d been talking about a new series of potion journals that’d been released: rare herbs and where to find them; multiple ways, numerous extensions that could be added; and even how to get an extensive amount of uses out of a single concoction. Although he’d been familiar with a multitude of variants in potion handling and curation, Severus wasn’t opposed to learning newer, different ways to work with them.

The collection of journals was one of the gifts you’d gotten him, along with his own new, personal notebook that he could write in. It was an elegant mahogany colored, leather bound journal that came with a personal quill (Severus’ initials embedded into it) that had the ability to write as you spoke. It was convenient for Severus seeing as his thoughts moved far quicker than his hands could.

A custom ink pot, new ingredients for his mixtures, and even a cauldron that you’d told him you’d show him in the morning, as it hadn’t arrived yet, were a few more items you’d gotten him.

He was immensely thankful for your appreciation gifts and the loving kiss he’d given you, one that’d made him wrap one arm around your waist with his hand supporting the back of your head, displayed that. You smiled into the kiss and stroked his jaw with your thumb, affectionately.

“So,” you put forth, feeding him a juicy strawberry and then eating the other half. “How about you read a few pages while I feed you?”

Severus liked that suggestion. He hadn’t answered, choosing to spread the blanket out over you two as you scooted behind him to allow his head to rest in your lap. You played with his lengthy hair, massaging his scalp while giving him a bite of a savory biscuit with a delightful spread on top.

He moved his feet on top of yours and even with socks on, you could feel his chilled toes. You snatched your feet back with a hiss, “Quit touching me, your feet are cold!” You laughed at Severus’ offended look, but quickly allowed his feet to warm and tangle up with yours. The man was always cold.

The rest of the night had been spent with Severus reading many entries, pointing out different flaws and a handful of tips and techniques that he was familiar with. When you asked a question, showing interest in what he enjoyed, he readily answered it, offering details of how and why. It was an enjoyable night that had shown just how well needed it was for Severus when you caught him falling asleep to his own voice.

You giggled to yourself and made sure his breathing evened out before you slid the magazine out of his hand, tilting his head to the side to be positive he was comfortable. You quickly followed suit, falling asleep to the sounds of his soft snores.

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