#lightdegredation

My Pet

Finally, you thought when you found an empty balcony in Malfoy Manor. There are too many goddamn people at this party.

The Malfoys - Lucius, most likely - had insisted on throwing a holiday ball for the Ministry officials, presumably an act of good faith. Or to show off his wealth. You thought that the Ministry would account for all of the attendees, but when you had arrived there were far many more people in attendance. You gaped in the entrance of the ballroom. Everyone that was anyone had been invited... perhaps another show of arrogance from Lucius. To flaunt all of the people in which he associated, the wizards of high society. To show that he was a part of the social elite, lived among the good.

It had been about nine years since Voldemort had fallen, yet Lucius was still clinging to the story that he had been under the Imperius Curse. You knew, of course, that it was false - having been appointed a Ministry spy shortly after your graduation from Hogwarts, ensuring you were recruited into the Death Eaters. Partnered with the Aurors, you were the reason why so many had been sent to Azkaban after the war. Yet you had never witnessed anything, there was no evidence to prove Lucius a liar, and the Ministry decided to keep him close. They spun a story that they could 'forgive two Death Eaters under the influence of the Imperius Curse and allow them to hold such esteemed roles within the Ministry'. It kept your cover safe, although you did your best to avoid Lucius during this time. You didn't want his suspicions rising, you wanted to keep on the ruse - intent on keeping tabs on him from afar.

And so here you were in a swarm of smarmy pricks, cheeks sore from forcing a smile, and so you had broken away from the crowd to find a quiet spot to cool down. You never were one for niceties.

You leaned your elbows against the wrought iron rail around the balcony, looking out onto the gardens. Pretentious. But the breeze against your skin felt refreshing and if you closed your eyes, it was almost relaxing.

"I was wondering if I'd see you tonight," a sultry voice said behind you. You could feel his stare burning into your backside, on full display as you continued to lean on the railing.

"Miss me, Severus?" You replied without turning around. The voice could have belonged to no other. It was deep, velvety, and lazily arrogant. You had a history with Severus Snape, primarily revolving around passions of the body. Sex with him was the one true escape from the horrors you endured. The release was always a balance to your emotions.

He approached you, wrapped his arms around your torso and pulled you up against his body. His cock was already hard. He pressed it into your ass and whispered into your ear, "You tell me."

"You always were so needy," you responded in a husky voice.

His hands began to slowly rise from your hips, caressing over the curves of your body at a painstakingly slow rate. He ducked his face to meet his lips to your neck and followed the trail of skin up to your ear. His hot breath danced along your desire, sending sparks straight to your core. You brought your hand up and ran your fingers through the dark tresses framing his face. He nudged your lobe with his nose before softly biting it. You emitted a soft moan.

"We'll see who the needy one is today, my pet." He spun you around to face him and you tucked his hair behind his ear.

"Take me home, Severus."

With a small pop, you felt the world twist away into darkness before appearing in front of Severus' home. He took you by the hand and pulled you through the front door, spinning around as soon as it closed and pushing you against it. One hand leaned against the doorframe and the other wrapped around the back of your neck as it pulled you into a kiss so full of desperation, wanton need, that it nearly made your knees buckle. His tongue swiped at your bottom lip as if requesting entry and you opened your mouth to welcome him into it. His breathing became heavy as his tongue raked against yours, only breaking away from the kiss to trail smaller ones across your jaw and down your neck. Your head fell back as he latched on to a spot just under your ear. The hand supporting him against the doorframe came down to your shoulder and pushed the strap of your silky dress away, exposing more of you for him to devour.

"Severus," you moaned as he licked and nipped at your tender flesh. His name on your tongue drove something primal in him and as he brought his lips back to yours, he lifted you from the ground. You wrapped your legs around him, exposing them through the slit in your dress. He kneaded at your ass as he began carrying you up the stairs to his bedroom. Every stair he took drove his bulge into your heat and you drove your hips down against it in desperate search of more friction. The door to his room flung itself open as he approached with you, the proximity to his bed driving him to a frenzied state. He pulled down the other strap of your dress, sucking on your collarbone until finally reaching his destination. He pulled back from you with a fire in his eye as he dropped you to the bed, reaching out and ripping your dress from your body.

You didn't give a shit about the dress. In that moment there was him and only him, heady with desire. You laid back on the bed, legs still hanging off. Your chest rose and fell with your rapid breaths and you watched him stare as he began slowly unbuckling his belt, pulling it through the loops, and letting it drop to the floor. His cock was throbbing against his pants but there he stood, a predator with his prey, waiting for the right moment to jump. You brought your hands to your chest and slowly moved them down your body. Every movement was deliberate until finally, you reached your panties. You pulled them down just enough to bare yourself to the man in front of you, to allow yourself access to your heat. Your fingers gently swiped over your folds and around your clit, eliciting another light moan - but this time, it did not come from you. Severus unzipped his pants and let his cock spring free. It pulsated with an urgency that you had not seen from him before and he closed the space between you in two large steps, grabbing your hand and pinning it above your head.

"You absolute fucking tease." His body was now hovering over yours, his cock pressing against the bare skin of your pussy. You held his gaze and bit your lip. Your were pulling out all of the cards today, everything you knew that would drive him crazy. "Brat," he spat at you. You let out a breathy laugh that caught in your throat as his mouth attached to your nipple. His tongue ran over the peak and your back arched in response, your body begging for more. His hand came to your other breast and pinched your nipple between his fingers as he continued to suck on the other.

"Severus, please."

He let out a low laugh and descended your body. He kneeled between your legs, a man praying at his temple, before he began hungrily devouring it. His tongue quickly found your clit and began circling around it. You let out a gasp as his finger prodded at your entrance and slowly, tantalizingly, pushed in. Then came a second, a third finger, and you were soon bucking under his ministrations.

"Severus, please!" You begged again. He knew what you wanted, but he did not stop. Your walls began clenching around his fingers, and he curved them to massage just the right spot and you exploded, his name falling from your lips over and over again as he helped you ride out your high.

"I do believe, my pet, that begging constitutes needy behavior," he chuckled darkly as he rose from the floor. He held eye contact with you and brought his fingers to his mouth, cleaning them off. He let out a light moan. "You taste divine."

You could already feel the heat building back in your core. You propped yourself up on your elbows pushed yourself farther back on the bed. He followed your movements, crawling above you, a predator still stalking its prey, until you hit the headboard. You reached up and brought him into a kiss, arched your back again once more to press your breasts into his chest and in one unforgiving thrust, he entered you. He did not wait for you to adjust to your size before pumping into you, and you mewed underneath him.

"And you feel even better," he growled into your ear. Severus increased his pace, his cock stroking along your inner walls in rapid succession. "My little pet, my little slut, all for me," he continued.

"All for you."

His hand came to your face and squeezed your cheeks, positioning your face so he could look into your eyes.

"I'm going to make you beg to come on my cock, little slut, and then I'm going to fill you up over and over again."

You bit your lip again in response and he grunted. His hand lowered to your through and wrapped around it, his tongue traced the line of your jaw before finding your mouth once again. He squeezed your throat lightly as he continued thrusting into you. Your nails scratched up his back until reaching his hair. You dragged your fingers through his locks and pulled. He let out a low moan in response, and began rutting into you harder. He brought one of your legs up onto his shoulder and with this new angle, his thrusts hit even deeper, his pelvis rubbing on your clit. You could feel the knot building in your stomach again, threatening to unravel once more.

"Severus, please, please, please," each punctuated by a rough thrust.

"Please," a thrust, "What?" and another.

"I'm so close," you moaned and pressed your eyelids closed.

"Open your eyes, my pet. I want to see you as you come undone around me." His hips rutted into you, his thrusts becoming sloppy.

"Come for me, darling," he whispered. And you did, the waves crashing over your body as your walls clenched around him, sending him over the edge. Severus reached his own climax and his thrusts slowed as he filled you with his seed.