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After Party	By : pittwitch Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 19051 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Great Minds

Natalie left Albus and Minerva working on their lists, and descended once again to her classroom, hoping to transfigure something to sleep in for the night.

“Damn!” she swore vehemently as she hurried back down the dungeons’ corridor.

“Tsk, tsk, Miss Richmond. Language,” Snape chided her from a heavily shadowed alcove where he hid, watching for her with his arms folded across his chest.

“I’ll mind my language. You mind yours,” she sniped, never even slowing down. “Or should I say that you should address fellow professors more respectfully,” she shot at him just as she slammed the door to her classroom closed for the second time that night.

He snickered evilly at the closed door, listening as music started to thrum and throb from within her classroom. He could also hear her singing along. Pounding on the door, Snape glared evilly about the corridor, hoping to catch some wayward student. Natalie yanked the door open, lips pursed into a thin line.

“Peace offering,” he stated sardonically, holding up a bottle of brandy.

“Really,” she continued to glower at him, perturbed by more than his presence. “I suppose you should come in, we need to discuss some new additions to our little contest.

“Indeed?” he inquired silkily. “Who might that be?”

“The Headmaster and Professor McGonagall.” She grinned evilly at the stricken look on the Potions Master’s face, his lips puckered as if sucking on a lemon. “They found our scrolls, and opened them,” she added.

He groaned out loud. “I suppose you had no choice,” he commented dryly.

“Not really,” replied Natalie while moving to turn off the music, and transfigure two brandy snifters. He glided beside her, uncorking the bottle. Pouring for them both liberally, he eyed the witch next to him. They both aimed their wands at two students’ desks simultaneously transfiguring them into more comfortable couches.

“May I ask why you are lurking in the dungeons so late?” he murmured softly as they settled opposite each other.

“Ana commandeered our rooms for the evening. I was trying to find something entertaining to occupy myself.” She glowered at him over the rim of her snifter.

“I see.” He lowered his eyes, avoiding her gaze. “Perhaps you were hoping to cross another item off your list?” he asked hopefully.

“Well, that would be nice, but, those require some planning.” Snape’s eyebrow’s shot straight up under his hair. ‘Planning?’ That thought intrigued him to no end.

“Perhaps, another item on my list?” he offered.

“Really? Which would that be?”

“Well, let me see if I can give you a few hints.” He rose suggestively, exiting her classroom in a swirl of robes.

When he returned, he handed her a parcel, wrapped loosely in a green silk sarong. “I was saving this, but I am ever an opportunist,” murmured the Professor seductively as he leaned over her shoulder to watch as she undid the parcel.

Natalie lifted out four silver cuffs, one for each wrist and ankle, and an elaborate set of silver nipple clamps, connected to a waist chain by a key piece shaped like a snake. She ran her finger tips over the silver links, thinking. Snape grew a bit uncomfortable with her long silence.

"Perhaps I overstepped," he wondered.

Slowly, Natalie stood, laying his gift on the couch. She went and sat behind her desk, and slid open a drawer.

“I was saving these as well. I’ll wear yours if you wear mine,” she bargained as she handed him a gold set of nipple clamps, each shaped like an eagle, and joined to the waist chain by a golden serpent.

Snape snickered delightedly. “Indeed.” He rose, collecting the items he had given to her, then extending his hand to the smiling witch. “Shall we adjourn to someplace more comfortable?”

Natalie fell into character nicely, dipping a quick curtsy, eyes downcast. “Yes, master.” She grinned slyly, eyes twinkling.

She followed him down the corridor, still fondling the silver chains, intrigued. Snape led her through his classroom to the entrance to his private quarters.

“Where shall I change, Master?” she coyly inquired.

Snape waved down the hall towards the bath, following her to his own bedchamber to change his attire as well.

Natalie quickly stripped off all of her heavy winter clothes, clasping the cuffs around her extremities, shaking her feet to test the weight. Next came her wrists, which she twirled quite erotically, testing her range of motion. She clasped the chain around her waist, and adjusted the soft clamps to her nipples, already erect from the exposure to the cold. A sharp intake of breath was her only reaction of cold metal on her sensitive nubs. She then carefully tied the green silk sarong, smiling at the dangling silver discs which tinkled alluring with her slightest movement.

She closed the door to the bath softly behind her, and heard his smooth baritone calling to her from the master suite. “Girl. In here.”

Rolling her hips as she padded barefoot into his bedchamber, she lowered her eyes demurely, fighting to suppress a smile.

“Dance!” he commanded from his reclined position on the bed, her chains, now attached to his nipples, glinting in the soft candlelight. He flicked his wand and the soft strains of the same song she danced to previously began to play. Natalie allowed herself a glimpse at the man, nude from the waist up, a matching silk wrap not hiding much from her overactive imagination. Barefoot, she was able to roll her hips much more alluringly, undulating much like the snake charm coiled just below her belly button.

Snape’s scrap of silk jumped as the witch spun seductively around, gifting him with a gracious view of her rounded backside as she shimmied, making the charms tinkle even more.
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