Magic Potion | By : JuliaBeth Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3988 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Title: Magic Potion
Summary: A sexy potions master, a lust potion, what more could a girl want?
Categories: AU, PWP
Pairings: Snape/OFC
Cherry sat at her desk, in her classroom, looking over her class rolls, trying to get everything ready for the classes starting the next day. She put the parchment down and leaned back in her chair.
She looked around her classroom with a sigh. Charts, diagrams, and spell books were scattered all over the place. Of course, it would only take a few simple housekeeping spells to correct that, but she wasn’t in the mood to clean up her classroom.
She wiggled in her chair and groaned. She was only in the mood for one thing. A smile crossed her lips as she thought of summoning him to her and taking him right there on the floor.
Or the desk. She ran her hands over the smooth polished wood of her desk.
Yes, her desk had plenty of potential.
Oh, well. Now was not the time. She and he had way too much work to do. Too bad. With another sigh, she picked up her wand and got to work, hoping to burn off some tension with labor.
After an hour she sat down at her desk, no less horny, but with a sparkling classroom. She looked around it with a degree of pride, until the image of her and him on her now neatly ordered desk came into her mind again.
She groaned. Sometimes, she could almost swear he had put a spell on her to make this hot for no reason. To make her come running to him for release.
She could just see the smug smirk on his face when she came rushing into the dungeons. Well, she wasn’t going to give in. Not this time. She would just take care of herself.
With a flick of her wand, she shut and locked her door.
Leaning back in her chair and propping her legs up on her desk, she slid one small manicure hand down her leg and under her skirt.
She let her head fall back as images of his body moving above her, inside her, filled her mind.
A moan escaped her lips as her fingers caressed her clit. God, she wanted him. Wanted to feel his magnificent hands on her body, his lips on her neck, her breast, and her pussy.
After a few frustrating minutes, she moved her hand and sat up with a growl. She was getting nowhere like this.
Oh, well, it could be worse. Some wizards and witches put spells on their spouses to keep them from wanting sex. Severus only wanted to turn her into some kind of wanton sex kitten. This could be beneficial to both of them. She just didn’t like having magic used on her without her knowing.
She stood up, smoothing down her skirt and straightening her robes. She pinned her wild ‘Potter’ hair up in a bun and slipped on her high heels before heading down to the dungeons.
Severus was sitting at his desk when she walked in. He looked up as she shut and locked the door with a flick of her wand.
He sat back and watched her walk towards him.
The way she moved was sensual and primal, like the panther of her Animagus. Her hips rolled, her breast swayed, and those miniskirts and high heels only enhanced the effect.
“What do you want?” He asked with a smirk, as she slid up on his desk and crossed her legs.
“I think you know,” she replied, moving over in front of him.
“I do?”
She nodded, leaning forward, almost, but not quite touching him. “Did you put a spell on me?”
“Maybe. Do you like it?”
“That depends. Are you going to help me out?” She smirked.
“Of course.” He slid his hands up to her neck, pulling her mouth down his, crushing hers with a kiss. He ran his tongue over her lips, demanding entrance. He pulled the pins from her hair, letting it fall around her shoulders.
She moaned and opened her mouth, uncrossing her legs and sliding into his lap as his tongue explored her mouth.
She lightly sucked on his tongue and gently rocked against him. He tasted of fire whiskey and pepper imps.
“Sev, really,” she teased, pulling away. “Drinking this close to students returning to Hogwarts tonight. What would Albus say if he knew?”
“I don’t know, what would he say if he saw his practical magic professor humping his potion’s master this close to students arriving?” He replied, pushing her robe off her shoulders, then working the buttons of her shirt apart and pushing it down her shoulders as well.
“Well, knowing you, Darling, I’ll be through long before that,” she purred.
“Is that a fact?” He asked, before dipping his head down to take one dark red nipple in his mouth.
She moaned, and bucked her hips harder against him, burying her hands in his hair, urging him to suck harder. “Baby, please…,”
He caressed her other breast with his hand.
His beautiful hands with those long, slender fingers that could drive her crazy.
She grabbed his hand and pushed it between her legs, then moved her hands over his growing erection, before reaching to unbutton his pants.
He grabbed her hands and held them back. “Not yet, you wouldn’t want me to finish too soon, would you?” He growled, throwing her earlier teasing back at her playfully. He swirled his tongue over her erect nipple, then kissed a path across her breast to the other nipple, licking and nibbling the hard bud.
She moaned and wiggled in his lap, trying to pull her wrists from his grip.
Deciding he rather liked the way that the position made her breast arch up, he held tight, suckling her nipple softly, causing ripples of pleasure to cascade from his mouth through her body.
“Severus,” she whimpered.
He smiled, knowing exactly what she wanted. Taking both her hands in one of his, he ran his other hand up her arm, over her shoulder to the silk clad heat beneath her skirt. The small scrap of fabric between her legs was soaked.
He looked up at her with a smirk, “What were you doing up in your classroom all alone?”
“Thinking of you,” she purred.
“Think of me and what?” He ran one long finger down the length of her. “Maybe this?” He slid one, then two fingers inside, causing her to gasp.
“My hands, Severus, let my hands go.”
He released her, not wanting to. If he had his way, he’d tied her hands and feet to their bed and ravish her until she screamed his name. Unfortunately, she was afraid of being restrained, something about James and Black tying her up to keep her from telling on them and leaving her there for six hours. Even more unfortunate was that she didn’t tell him this until it was too late for him to exact any punishment from them for it.
She buried her hands in his hair, forcing his lips to hers, sucking his tongue into her mouth, causing him to moan.
He pulled away and set her back up on his desk. “Quiet!” He put his finger to her lips before she could say anything, then pulled her panties off and dropped them on the floor.
She reached to untie her skirt, but he stopped her. “Leave it. Lay back.”
He took his wand and drew a pillow that appeared under her head. “Tell me what you were thinking about before you came to see me.”
“You.” She watched with hunger as he slid his robes off, and then started on the buttons of his shirt. She sat up and reached for him, pulling him to her. She knew he like to be in control, dominant, and usually, she didn’t mind being submissive, just laying back and letting him take her to heights of pleasure. However, today she wasn’t in the mood for his games.
She jerked his shirt apart, causing several buttons to go flying in all directions. “I’ll fix that later,” she promised, sucking on his neck and running her nails down his chest. “I want you now. I don’t want to wait. I just want to be fucked hard and fast.” She undid the buttons on his trousers and pushed them and his black boxers to the floor. She looked up at him as her hands wrapped around his fully erect cock. “And now! Think you can handle that?”
He grabbed her hips and jerked her to the edge of the desk. “Watch me.” Holding her firm tight ass in his hands, he drove his member into her.
She cried out, wrapping her legs around him, “Merlin, yes!” This was exactly what she had needed.
Bracing herself, with her hands on his desk, she met him thrust for thrust, her cries of pleasure growing louder, until she came with his name on her lips.
Her body clenched around him, caused him to climax. She continued to tighten her muscles around him until he was spent, then fell back, pulling him with her.
She held him against her as her heart slowed and her breath became steady again.
Finally she spoke, “Just what did you do to me?”
“What makes you think I did anything at all?” He asked, standing up and straightening his clothes.
“I know you. So tell, what spell did you put on me?” She sat up, looking around for her shirt.
“It wasn’t a spell, it was a lust potion. I found it in a book last night when I was looking for new things to teach. Thought I would try it out on you. I put it in the juice you drank this morning. Did you like it?”
“Oh, yeah,” she laughed. “Just promise me one thing?”
“What?”
“Don’t teach that. We don’t need a bunch of even more sex crazed students running around this place. Give me your shirt.” She picked up his wand, hers being in her robes on the floor. “Accio buttons.”
Severus sat back and watched her silently.
“Excuse me, sir, ma’am,” a squeaky voice broke their silence.
They both looked towards the fireplace where a small, blushing house elf stood. “Professor Dumblydore is requesting your presence at the opening feast.” She scuttled back into the fireplace and disappeared.
Cherry continued staring at the fireplace, the broke out in a peal of laughter. “Well, I’m glad they are bound to keep our secrets. Here.” She tossed his repaired shirt at him and slid off the desk to put her own shirt and robes back on.
She zipped her robes up, and then ran her fingers threw her hair in a futile attempt to put it in some order. “Ready?”
He nodded and she started to the door.
Snape grabbed her robes and pulled her back to him, wrapping his arms around her, resting his cheek against her hair.
Cherry smiled and rubbed his arms. “I know, Sev. I love you too. We’d better get going before my nephew and his buddies come looking for me, in case you’ve murdered me in my sleep this summer.”
At the mention of Harry, he growled and pushed her towards the door. “Go.”
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