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I was so inlove with this I had to repost it XD WE NEED MORE OF SUB SEV DFHSLFJSLFND

The way I RAN to the ask button after reading the other requests 😭🙏🏽 this is gonna be a wild 18+ request if you are okay with it. Snape x fem reader who’s also a professor at Hogwarts trying cockwarming for the first time, snape has no idea what it is so the reader sits on his lap and shows him while he’s trying to mark assignments late at night in his classroom to see how long he lasts 🥴🤭

that is disgus-GIVE IT TO ME NOW

minors dni >:(

warnings: explicit smut, kinda sub snape, kinda dom reader, light begging

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Shadows danced across the stone walls of Snapes office, the candlelight casting a faint, warm glow upon the room. Sitting in an arm chair in the corner of the room, you looked up from your grading to look at Severus.

Your partner had the odd tendency to get as close to the paper as humanly possible while grading. As if the students calling him a "dungeon bat" wasn't accurate enough, it didn't help that the man could not see what was right below his eyes for the life of him. No matter how often you urged him to get reading glasses, he would always respond with a scoff.

And so now, you watched, half amused, half annoyed, at the sight of Severus leaning over his papers, quill in hand, eyes inches from the parchment, brows furrowed.

"Severus." You said, putting down your own grading on the coffee table beside you.

He glanced up only for a second before continuing to focus on his work, responding with a questioning grunt.

"You're gonna give yourself a headache."

Severus ignored you, his only response the gentle scratching of his quill upon the parchment.

Sighing, you stood up from the chair and walked over to his desk. Resting your chin on his shoulder, you peered down at the papers he was grading.

In the candle light, you could make out his thin, cramped handwriting written in the blank space between students, his feedback blunt and harsh.

"Severus you can't call an eleven year old a..." you squinted, "dim-witted imbecile."

Severus smirked, setting the quill down and turning his head to the right to look at you.

"If you had to read these assignments, you would call them the same thing." He said.

You couldn't help the small laugh that escaped your lips. You silenced it by placing small, playful kisses on his neck just below his jaw, relishing in the feeling of him relaxing under your touch.

"Take a break, love." You whispered in between kisses, "We've been grading all night."

Severus sighed, tapping his quill against the desk. "I'm almost done, I have two left."

Your arms wrapped themselves around his shoulders, head still buried in his neck. "Maybe I could help you, focus..." You murmered.

You didn't need to see his face to know his brow was raised. The sound of his quill tapping against the desk stopped, replaced by an anticipatory silence.

His rough hand reached up to touch your cheek, callosed fingers softly tracing your skin. "I can't leave this chair."

An idea weaved itself through the silence and into your mind. You hummed slightly, the sound muffled in his neck.

"You won't have to." You murmered in between kisses before pulling away to look at him.

"Severus... Do you want to.. try something?" You asked.

He looked at you, brow still raised. "Go on." He said, lowly.

"What if.. I sit on your lap while you grade?"

Severus smirked. "Because that worked so well for you last time?"

You playfully hit his chest, moving now so that you were infront of him, between him and the desk. "Not like that! I mean in a different way."

His dark eyes flicked between yours. "Show me."

Your hands felt their way down his chest to his trousers, unbuttoning them, unzipping. You paused, looking up at him. His facial expression was blank, but the slight tint of his cheeks and subtle depth of the rise and fall of his chest showed his anticipation.

You pulled your hands away, only to reach up under your dress and pull your underwear down, tossing it to the floor beside his chair. Severus' gaze flicked to it, before looking back up at you, pupils dilating.

Straddling him, your hands rested on his thighs, eyes looking into his. "May I?"

His gaze softened, but his breathing quickened as he nodded, hands reaching up to grip your waists as you pulled him out and positoned yourself on top of him. After a teasingly long second, you sank down slowly, hissing as you took in his length, until your thighs rested comfortably on his.

Severus exhaled shakily, looking down at the sight of your hips flush together, his grip on your hips tightening slightly. Through gritted teeth he spoke at last: "I hardly see how this is going to help me focus."

You leaned in, bringing your lips to his ear and biting gently. "Go back to grading." You whispered.

His caressing of your hips and thighs stopped, hands paused. "Keep grading? With you on me like... this?"

You bit his ear again, lips trailing down his jaw and neck, placing tender, gentle kisses. "Keep grading."

Severus hesitated for a moment, before pulling a hand away from your waist and reaching for the quill again. A hiss escaped his lips at the movement, the slightest sensation echoing through him as he adjusted the paper before him.

"Darling..." He murmered, his voice low. "Are you...."

Your right hand trailed up his back, fingers weaving between strands of his black hair, pulling his head in closer. "I'm not moving until you're finished grading."

An almost shaky exhale left his lips, his grip on your waist tightening as you heard the faint sound of quill on paper resume.

His breathing was deep, but shaky as he wrote, the sound quite slower than it was minutes ago.

"That's it." You murmered in between kisses, fingers now gently pulling his hair as you grinded down slightly, in one simple, teasing movement. "Keep going, love."

Severus hissed, his left hand gripping your hip tighter as his other hand began to write faster, scribbling his notes down with an increased motivation.

Inhaling, you allowed your fingers to continue playing with his hair as you took in his herbal, smokey scent.

For another minute there was only the sound of his laboured breathing and desperate writing, accompanied by the soft murmers and sounds of your kissing on his neck.

His breathing was getting increasingly louder, his grip on your hip tighter.

"Almost done, my love?" You whispered, placing another kiss on the sweet spot just below his ear. In another teasing movement, you rose slightly, only to sink back down on him and cease your movements once again, a soft moan leaving your mouth at the temporary satisfaction.

Severus inhaled sharply, his fingers digging into your waist almost painfully. "Y/N." He hissed.

Continuing to leave kisses on his neck, you asked: "What?"

The sound that left his lips was more or less a groan as his free hand flipped the roll of parchment and the sound of quill on paper filled the tiny office once again.

"Move.." He murmered quietly, shyly. "Please."

Your fingers once again tugged gently on his hair, eliciting a small, sharp inhale from him. "Not until you finish grading."

He sighed through gritted teeth as tried his hardest to focus his attention back on the task at hand. But it was difficult to focus on anything else, with the feeling of you warm around him, your hands in his hair, mouth on his neck.... If only you would just.... move...

"However..." You whispered. "I would find it quite entertaining to keep you like this, even after you finish your grading..."

He grit his teeth.

"I wonder how long you'd last... How long it would take before you beg for me to move.. Or to let you fuck me properly.."

He stayed inhaled shakily, hand gripping you somehow even tighter as he continued to grade. "You wouldn't..." He murmered, the sound strained.

You responded immediately, your steady voice almost cutting him off: "Oh, but I would."

He twitched inside you, eliciting a small, breathy laugh from your lips. He only clenched his jaw in response, his hands trembling slightly as he marked with an increased desperation, quill working furiously over the paper.

After what felt like an agonizing eternity, he dropped the quill, both hands now on your waist, pulling you away from his neck so he could look you in the eyes.

The look in his eyes was something you'd never seen before. In the dim candlelight, his darkened gaze was intense, pupils completely dialeted, eyes flicking between yours in a silent plea. His hands gripped your waist, almost trembling.

"It's done." He said lowly.

"Is it?" You asked, moving slightly to look behind you at the now single stack of parchments and the quill lazily abandoned on the table. Black ink was spilling from the quill onto the wood of his desk. You turned back to face him, relishing in the clench of his jaw at the friction of your slightest movements.

His black hair hung across the soft flush of his cheeks as his lips parted, eyes into yours. "Please..." He murmered, the sound so low you could barely hear it.

You smirked, pulling off of him slightly only to sink back down at an agonizingly slow pace. He groaned, dark eyes fluttering shut as his hips involuntarily jerked up to greet yours.

"Please what?" You said.

His eyes remained close, cheeks flushing deeper as his voice came out barely a whisper. "Please... Darling.. Move..."

You weren't sure if it was the desperate look on his face, or your own need growing within you, but you gave in without asking him to beg any longer. Your hands resting themselves on his shoulders as you began to rise and sink back down on him, riding him slowly at first.

He let his head fall back against the chair, a soft moan escaping his mouth as his lips parted. "Yes..." He groaned. "Like that... Please..."

You moaned softly at the feeling of him, moving slowly but deliberately. Your hands tightened their grip on his shoulders as you watched every micro expression on his pleasure striken face, the slight twitch of his mouth, the furrow of his brow... All arousing you even more. Knowing that you were the one who made him feel this way.... That he had begged for you... That he needed you...

His breathing quickened, eyes opening, lids heavy as he looked at you. "Love.. I'm not going to... Last long like this..." He whispered.

You moaned softly as you continued to grind down on him, moving at the same slow, passionate pace you had set.

"I know.." You moaned, "Take what you need."

That was all the permission he needed. Without pulling out of you, his hands held your thighs as he lifted you up, placing you on his desk and holding you body flush against his chest as he began to fuck you at the pace he needed for his release.

A gasp escaped your lips before you could stop it, nails clawing at his clothed back, legs wrapping around his waist. You moaned into his chest, listening to the sound of his quiet grunts.

His hands roamed over your body desperately, as if he was searching for a part of you to cling to, his grip finally settling on the back of your neck, pulling you closer against him as he continued to move faster.

"Love.." He moaned, the sound echoing off the stone walls, his rhythm faltering. "Please... I.. Can't...."

"I know." You said, the sound coming out a quick gasp. "It's okay. It's okay."

His grip on the back of your neck tightened, his other hand grasping at your waist as his hips began to stutter, shaky breathes escaping his lips.

He came with a sound that was akin to a whimper, his hips shaking, holding you tight against him as he rode out his high. He clung to you, panting for several moments as he recovered, before gently pulling your head away to look you in the eyes.

His raven hair was a mess, cheeks pink, eyes darkened as he looked down at you, expression a mix of pure relief and love. He reached down, his lips finding yours as he kissed you passionately, gently, his hands still roaming your body.

When he finally did pull his lips away, he did so only to murmer lowly against your lips: "Show me... How I can make that up to you..."

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yall i hope to god this was okay. i love sub snape and tbh he probably is a sub more than a dom in a lot of instances but i feel like i just didnt do this justice for some reason but i tried so i hope its okay :((

thank u for the request <3

Just a random thought...

Do you think Severus would groan, whimper, moan, or scream when he releases?

Idk XD they're different right? :"]

What do you think he'd do when he does 😅

Thaz all... Hope yall having a great day 😌

The Mahoutokoro DADA Professor (Part One)

(Severus Snape x Reader)

Part one, Part Two

(gif ain't mine > idk I saw it one day and saved it then forgot... But it's not mine :"3)

✨Pure fluff, maybe a lil angst heh dunno XD and a tad full of sarcasm✨

🐧AH! Suddenly had an idea to write a character where she's from an asian country and Snape is just so intrigued and annoyed by her XD. Enjoy my imaginations (didn't use grammarly on this one so it might have some grammar errors pls be kind :"3)

OH also I was inspired to write this with that one shot I dont remembor :"3 please dm me if you whoever wrote this somewhat the same trope sees or reads this, so I can tag you or maybe remove it if you request so🐧

Now enjoy ^^

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As Hogwarts came to another start, Severus Snape found himself sitted once again in the great hall with the insufferable children in front of him.

The war has ended, and two years have passed since his close call with death. He wished it had ended that way, though; he really has no clue what faith has put in on him again.

Nothing out of the ordinary has changed in two years, except well the dark lord being defeated and him being awarded the Merlins honor for his sacrifices, along with the Pince riches and manor named after him. He scowled at that house, and he couldn't fathom the idea of living in it, so he stayed in his humble home at the end of Spinners End.

There was a new addition to the staff, though. Professor Y/N/L, you teach the subject he has been eyeing for quite some time now, DADA.

McGonagall hired you last year, with recommendations from Hermoine of course. She has placed good words for you, complimenting how you had helped her with advocating elf rights and how you have helped Harry in defeating scoundrels of the wizarding world as an auror.

There was something unique about you, too. You didn't graduate from Hogwarts like Hermoine or Harry; you graduated from the far east. To be exact you graduated with golden robes from Mahoutokoro Wizarding School Japan.

Everyone was giddy when McGonagall introduced you in the great hall. You were wearing your golden robes, depicting your Mahoutokoro origin. You probably were the same age as Severus (having graduated from Mahoutokoro in 1971, a year early due to your exceptional skills). Severus was the least giddy, though; he despised the fact you took the spot to his dream position.

He took your presence as a challenge, and he cannot wait to embarrass you in front of the students if you ever asked for a sample duel.

And that day did came.

On October 2, 2000, you knocked on his classroom door in the middle of his potions class. You slowly peeked your head at his dungeon door and smiled at him.

Oh, how he despised your bright smile.

"Hello, Professor Snape, " you greeted as you kept your body behind the door.

Severus raised a brow and enveloped himself with his black robe. "Professor Y/L, what a pleasure to have your presence," his voice like a hoarse rumble of thunder. Nagini's bite wasn't too kind to him after the years. It pains him to speak, but he has gotten used to it now.

"Well..." you muttered under your breath as you entered his classroom. The eyes of his students are on you but are back on their cauldrons as soon as Severus slams a notebook to one table.

"Is it alright to ask you to come with me for a sample duel?" the words rolled out your mouth, startled by the sudden burst of noise that echoed throughout room.

Severus smirked slightly. 'It was his time to shine,' he thought as he pulled his sleeves up and crossed his arms. "I suppose after class?"

You nodded with a smile and gave him the details of what time the duel would be held before thanking him as you left.

Severus curtly nods at you, a welcome, I suppose, or more of a thank you. As soon as you left, he swiftly turned around and walked straight to his desk. Severus had a genuine smile plastered on his face, his thoughts running wild on how he could embarrass you infront of your students. He felt victorious even with his thoughts.

Some of his students saw this smile and were terrified by it. He's gone mad.

------ (Duel ends)

Severus was in disbelief. Shocked, totaled, bamboozled, whatever it is you name that depicts a man who just lost his wits AND WAND!

He stood there dumbfounded as you gripped his wand with your hand.

You hit him with a successful expelliarmus at what felt like 2 minutes of exchanging spells!

"Now, children, expelliarmus is a spell you do to take an opponent's wand. Using it wisely, along with other spells exchanged by me and Professor Snape, is one way to win a duel or to pass your OWLS and NEWTS," you exclaimed, walking towards Severus and handing him his wand.

You called out names of students to watch them duel. Severus walked down the duel table, his demeanor unchanged and cold, but his insides were in turmoil. He had just been defeated, infront of her and her students.

You patted his back, which made him even tad furious at how he just lost that duel. How good were you to be able to defeat him? Has he lost his talent in duelling? Is he perhaps aging too fast?

"You did well, professor. Don't be too harsh on yourself, " you said as you watched your students duel.

He glared down at you, only his eyes moving as he scoffed. 'unbelievable,' he thought. He lost to a little midget like you.

He had to do something about this humiliation. With that, he scurried away from you and into the dungeons, preparing himself from the daily torment of the memory of losing from you.

-----(Your POV before he left)

Severus stood beside you as you two stepped down the duel table.

You had caught him at his most unexpected moment and effortlessly defeated him in the duel. You were a gifted dueller, after all.

As you watched your students duel, you looked up to see Severus with his usual cold demeanor. However, as you looked down at his hands, you could see how he gripped his hands. You smiled warmly at the thought of him even thinking about this moment more than once in the future.

"You did well, professor. Don't be too harsh on yourself," you said as you watched your students duel. You hear him scoff at you before twirling dramatically around and leaving.

You smile at that, and as you hear the door close shut, you stop your student's duel and end the class for the day.

A few days have passed since your duel with Severus, and he has been avoiding you since then. You felt it since he was always following you around before, and it's not that you don't like it. You actually do.

You've liked him since the day you arrived; you've always had a thing for dark, dramatic, gothic men, and he was the spite image of that.

You've always tried to start a conversation with him, to which he either scoffs or replies a bit dryly. You don't blame him, that scar in his neck must've hurt.

As you walk the open hallways of Hogwarts, passing by and greeting students, you see his familiar silhouette. He was walking away from you a bit too fast for his normal phase. You smile at this and tried following him to where he was going.

-----(Back to Severus POV)

Severus has been dreaming about you. Silly encantation, you must have placed some sort of spell on him while in duel, he concluded to himself.

His dreams started with you kissing him on his lips at first to you straddling his lap. He'd wake up with beads of sweat all over his body despite the cold temperatures of the dungeons where his chamber was. There was a constant tent on his blanket too! He despised you even more when you've become an apparent dream of his.

It has been almost two months now since the duel. Severus has been avoiding you since, embarrassed from the duel and ashamed of the silly dreams he's been having. He can't believe he's been dreaming of you, LIKE THAT TOO?!

December 15, 2000. He decided to walk Hogwart's open corridors to get some breather. He had to do something with you, scold you for coming to his mind, his dreams, his nightmares, his... His everything.

He shook his head, no way. NO WAY he has feelings for you. NO WAY.

As he turned the corner and walked even faster, he sees you being greeted by students. His body tensing up, as he quickly eyes you head to toe.

It's been days since he last saw you, and you were as marvelous as you looked from the last. Your hair tied up in a messy bun, your golden robe over your dark blue wizard clothes beautifully insinuating your figure, and oh... Your smile. He hated that bright smile, but he blushed every time you gave him that smile.

He quickly turned around and swiftly walked away from you. Walked? He RAN.

He never felt like this, not even with Lily. He felt like a schoolgirl running away from the sight of their crush. Jeez, he really needed to man up sometimes.

"Professor Snape!" he heard you exclaim. He paused in his tracks. Shit.

He turns around to see you walking towards him, with that darn smile again.

"Professor," he mutters, trying to compose himself. Hopefully his not showing much emotions or blushing. His cheeks felt hot though, darn it.

"Would you like to go to Yule Ball with me?" you asked sweetly.

Severus was frozen. He never thought he'd ever be asked to go to Yule Ball. Not even as a professor.

He looks at you with narrowed eyes. "And why would I say yes to that?" his voice sultry and rough.

You smiled again, he's going to have a heart attack anytime soon, he could feel it.

"Well... You could always say no. I wouldn't mind asking Professor Fin-"

"Nonsense, you can never dance with such a tiny man. It'd be best if you dance with me, by practicality ofcourse" he grunts in a way that flowed out of his mouth.

You laughed, which made Severus's heart do cartwheels.

"That's settled then." as you turn around and leave.

Severus was yet again left in shock. Did he just agree to dance with you at the Yule Ball?

He slammed his palm to his forehead. Now he is just being your lap dog. He has no choice now but to actually dance with you.

The woman who defeated him in duel. The woman who took his spot in DADA. The woman from the east who Severus never met before. The woman... He currently has feelings for.

He smiles. Atleast he knows now why faith has kept him alive.

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Part 2 is released!!!! ^^

Do ya'll want part 2 of "The Mahoutokoro DADA Professor"?

Might consider writing a NSFW on it too 🤔 or nah?

PART 2 OF "THE MAHOUTOKORO DADA PROFESSOR" COMING OUT ON OCT 6!

READY YOUR HORSES >:D IT'S GONNA BE ONE HECK OF A RIDE >:3

Also fair warning... Part 2 is NSFW as per requested in the votes :3

Part one here

AGREED! he looks so soft and squishy... I'd cherish him tbf

sub!snape headcanons :)

{part one}

im working on some sub!snape fics rn (ur requests), but in the mean time... have this

im high. so i apologize if thiss is a mess. pls ignore the grammar or whatever

warnings: NSFW, explicit, smutty (MINORS DNI OR I STG)

alright here we go (virgin, inexperienced, sub!snape)

My headcanons about...

Kissing: I honestly, this is kinda sad, but i imagine that sev was always really scared to be kissed because he thought it would be a prank. The first time you kiss him would have to be somewhere private, for this reason and the fact he hates pda, and you'd have to ask him. (i mean obviously, consent is important folks) but i mean, like literally verbally, "Severus, can I kiss you?" And i think at first his face is just blank, like hes trying to figure out if you're serious, amd he gets all flustered, and blushing and like "i, uh, you want.. are u sure? i.." or he is literally speechless and just nods

Kissing Cont. As the kissing gets more intimate i feel like hed be breathing pretty heavily. we know this man is skilled at occulemency and can control his emotions sooo well.. but when it comes to this... i think that man lets it go and is just a shaky, panting, flustered mess

Teasing: Especially in the beginning, he doesn't like to tease you or make moves. One, he's impatient. Two, he doesn't really know what to do and is scared of doing the wrong thing and messing up. But the second you start kissing on his neck... Running your hands down his body...

Preferences: sub!snape i think def prefers gentle!dom. i don't think he'd be totally against pain or stuff like that... but especially at first and for the most part, imo he would prefer to be taken care of. like lets bffr, his entire life he was neglected, touch starved and forced to always be in control. I think he would crave giving in, letting someone else control him

Prefrences Cont. He keeps his clothes on, especially at first. prob the trauma, mixed with insecurity, mixed with a bunch of other fun stuff. But at first, he is nearly fully clothed.

Kinks: Praise. 100%. And if you asked him before you guys had had sex about praise he probably would've scoffed. But the second you're on top of him the first time, moaning his name, saying how good hes making you feel, how well he's going... I think hes like o h. also slight degredation

Kinks cont. I don't think he'd like to be tied up tbh. as pretty as that'd be.. i think he'd need to touch you, feel you, his hands roaming everywhere. being pinned down by your wrists is different tho

Fav positions: when he's sub! he def likes you riding him, pinning his wrists down, taking what you need from him. he gets to see your whole body.. and relax for once and be a lil selfish in his own pleasure

Oral: sub!snape def prefers to give as opposed to recieving, i think this about dom!snape too, but especially about sub!snape. especially when you ride his face, when he gets to look up at you, watch your face contort in pleasure... especially when you grind down on him, but giving sub!snape head is like, a religious experience fam. on jah, on your jaw, dun dun tiss. yea that man is a shaking, whimpering mess, his hands clawing at the sheets, panting, cursing, begging. yep

His first time: lets be honest guys. he aint lasting long. but i think he would be like THIS? is what its like? and then proceed to overexhaust himself by going ten times because how in the world had he never felt this before.

misc.

he never used to touch himself much, insecurity and yk depression, but since you... whenever you're gone... he fucks his pillows yep i said it.

he def likes to edged, and having to beg for it. idk why, but i'd die on this hill.

he blushes so easy. like so easy. the man is so pale, one compliment or small kiss and his face is red

he's relatively quiet. he's verbal, but doesn't moan very loud. more so whispers, begs, quietly.. especially at first when he's more shy. but when he starts to get desperate, maybe after a lil bit of edging... he whimpers when he cums and thats just the truth

but if you compliment those whimpers.. tell him how much it turns you on.. he'll let them out even more

building on that, he wants to please you. be good for you. know that he's doing it right. in a horny way and also in a kinda emotional like.. she really does want me look at how shes reacting kinda way

loves to watch your face when he's making you cum

the first time you pull his hair hes like oh....

needs a lil extra aftercare after being sub! cause its a very vulnerable thing for him.. but his fav is just to lie there, cuddle you, bonus points if you praise him and tell him how proud you are of him

this was shameless.

cheerio xx

The Mahoutokoro DADA Professor (Part Two)

(Severus Snape x Reader)

Part one, Part two

(Gif ain't mine > @jetemots)

✨NSFW [SemiSub! Severus(switch really), Cockwarming, Overstimulation, Swear Words, Tad full of sarcasm, Severus being a good (cold) boy, Slight Choking, p n v, unprotected (I forgot the phrase ack), I think that's all... Please comment below if you find something to put in here that I missed], Severus just being a cutie ^^✨

🐧I did a voting thing and yall wanted NSFW Maho Severus Part 2 so... Here you go hehehe enjoy *wink wink. Also went on a full writer mode XD so this might be a bit long heh. Suprise XD released it too early... Idk what happened... It was on my queue list but suddenly it posted itself ack... So it got released early T^T but thaz ok... Faith probably thought it was good enough to be released today XD🐧

Now enjoy you horny people ^^

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The Yule Ball came in like a hurricane. Severus was above the steps, watching over students, dancing and goofing around like lunatics. He scoffs as a thought comes back to him: how could he ever dance with you in this crowd?

He looks over students, trying not to look desperate as he looks for you. He tugged his vest, coughing lightly at his impatience as he looked around.

He wore a different style today, unlike his usual midnight blue clothes: a dark blue vest with a black polo, all covered with a robe with the darkest shade of blue. Sleeves reaching his wrists, and a high collar that hugged his neck. A white scarf wrapped around him for warmth, adding an elegant touch. His fitted black slock pants complemented his pitch-black shoes. He also sported a silver and green pocket watch, a thoughtful gift from Headmistress McGonagall to celebrate his survival. The overall look was both sophisticated and practical, perfect for the occasion.

Although he hated to change his clothes, Minerva troubled herself by buying him muggle clothes over the weekend (Minerva and the other professors went on a shopping spree last weekend; Severus did not come because you were there. He felt strangely weird saying no to Minerva because of that).

"You look all right, Severus," Minerva patted his waist. He grumbles in response; Minerva treats him like a son, and in exchange, Severus acts like it.

Suddenly conscious about his clothes, he wriggles his fingers between his collar and neck, tugging it slightly. Minerva rolls her eyes at this and smiles as she sees you enter the Great Hall. She nudges Severus's shoulders, and he groans and glares at her.

"Well, won't you look at that," Minerva points her chin towards you, smirking at Severus (she knows they talk about it over tea, and she'd laugh at Severus's rants).

Severus looks at where Minerva is pointing. Good heavens, you look gorgeous. His eyes went slowly from your well-adorned hair, pieces of golden cranes well kept in a half-bun. From your natural make-up that accentuated your eyes to the red lipstick that made your lips look tempting. You wore a Geisha-inspired kimono and proudly strolled down the hall as students gazed at your dress. This wasn't any ordinary dress. With its top hugging your figure tightly with the traditional Japanese Obi on your waist and pleated skirt flowing down to the floor, the dress featured a striking blend of black, gold, and red, adorned with intricate patterns of flowers and cranes. You looked modestly like a goddess.

He couldn't look away from you for what felt like hours. You look terrific, and he concluded to himself to be lucky to even breathe the same air as you.

"Stop staring, Severus, it is rude to stare." Minerva placed Severus back to reality. Oh Merlin, he was staring. He stood straight when you met his eye, smiling. Oh dear heaven, you were approaching him. His mind was a complete mess as he tried to look in another direction, trying to see if that would help (it didn't).

"Hello Professor Snape. Professor McGonagall," You greeted with a slight bow. Minerva smiled at you and pulled you in between herself and Severus (Clearly knowing what she was doing), and it slightly made your shoulders brush over his arm, making his spine tingle. Severus glared at Minerva from the back, and she winked at him. Severus was sure to strangle this old woman tomorrow at tea.

As the two talked for a while, it was time for the last slow dance music. Professor Slughorn asks Minerva for a dance, to which she agrees. The giddy lady loved dancing and was happy to take anyone's hand for a dance.

Which then left Severus and you standing in front.

Severus looked over as everyone started to dance slowly on the floor. Suddenly, remembering that you asked him for a dance, your presence became more prominent beside him. However, before he could ask you for a dance, you went closer to him, your shoulders brushing on his arm, and whispered, "Shall I take you in for this dance, Severus?" as you looked up at him.

Severus spine tingled in fevor, you looked so innocent asking him this. He nods as he puts his hands in the air, gesturing you to take it. As soon as you took his hands, your warmth enveloped his. It was making him smile ever so slightly.

As the two of you took the dance floor, you pulled him in closer. He knew how to dance, but the feeling of your chest and head on his made him forget his feet.

-----(Your POV)

Severus accidentally stepped on your gown, making you fall a bit backward. You grabbed the back of his neck as he gripped your waist tightly. Making you intertwined perfectly together, his cologne entrapped in your mind. It was shocking to think he wore a cologne. You looked up to see his hair had a bit of curls as well, which perfectly fit his new fashion style. You've seen that vest, and then it clicked. 'Ah... Minerva' and you smiled. He coughs softly as his fingers slowly loosen and brush your waist. It was a simple gesture of 'I'm sorry' as you two continued to dance.

"You look splendid today, Severus," you said as you looked at his clothes. Minerva knew how to dress his son very well. Your hands slowly sauntered down his chest, which made his breath hitch.

As you quickly looked up at him, his eyes were closed, his nose flared, and his mouth completely shut. Severus's cheeks were painted with a tint of pink, and although his ears were covered, you could see how red they were. You smirked at how your touch could make such a cold man feel warm.

As you see Severus's eyes open slightly, his pupils suddenly dilated at the sight of you. You smiled at that observation, to which he sighed.

You felt it as you twirled and held each other that night; he was slowly falling for you, too.

-----(Dance Finished, Severus POV)

Severus was ready to run away from you after that dance. He couldn't stop his fucking heart technically running around his body right now. His pants also felt tight; he concluded that Minerva must have bought the wrong size.

When everyone scattered about, and the rock music came, he walked out to scavenge students loitering about. However, to his surprise, you followed him instead of going back to chat with Minerva.

"Professor Y/n, are you to follow me around tonight as well?" he grunts, annoyed that he cannot simply run away from you.

"Actually... The headmistress asked me to be on watch for loitering students tonight, Severus. I believe you are too?" as you walked past him, looking at him mischievously.

He looked over to Minerva, who was beaming at him. 'Fuck you,' he mouthed before sprinting to follow you out.

Minerva laughed at this (she was used to the banter; she loved Severus like a son anyway).

-----(Outside where the carriages were, Still Snape's POV)

Severus ran to a carriage and opened it wide open. A couple squealed as he pulled the male student out of the carriage and scolded him, removing twenty points from his house. On the other hand, you gently assisted the female student and kindly removed twenty points from her house.

They soon ran off, which left you and Severus out and about again.

Severus then scoffs as he closes the carriage door and walks to the next to see if students are in it. He was trying his best to avert his attention from you; he had just given you his robe when he saw you shivering earlier. He was paying too much attention to you than himself, so he didn't notice his fingers turning blue from the cold, but you did.

"Professor, might I suggest we rest in this scavenger hunt for a while?" you said as you opened an empty carriage and gestured in, "It is a bit tad cold tonight. I don't think they'd mind for us to shelter ourselves here for a while," as you entered the empty carriage and gestured him in.

Severus raised a brow and crossed his arms to his chest. It was cold; he finally felt his fingers. He questioned your intensions at first before his mind felt his fingers again, slowl, he walks towards the carriage and slouches in.

The carriage's interior was more spacious than he had expected. Plush red cushions lined the seats, while the ceiling and doors were intricately decorated with golden vine-like stems. The tinted dark windows were enchanted to keep the cold at bay, offering warmth and comfort. It was a clever combination of luxury and magic. (He could stand up and do jumping jacks if he could, that's how spacious it was.)

He sat across you, his knees slightly brushing against yours. He was relishing the feeling of this contact when you suddenly moved away. He looked at you with curiosity as he saw you remove your heels.

He noticed how red your feet were; you were wearing a six-inch stiletto, after all.

You hissed as you folded and flexed your toes. It looked like it hurt a lot. Worried, Severus leans forward and slowly places his hands above yours. Severus doesn't know what has gone to him. He couldn't bear the thought of your hurt. It was weird; he just hated you minutes ago.

"Let me," he says, slightly softer than usual, as he looks at you. His breath hitched once more as he saw your face; even in the dark, your face showed like starlight. You were just gorgeous, not sure if anyone had told you that, but if he weren't too proud he would.

You nodded as you let go of your feet. To which he softly touches with his cold hands. You hiss as he slowly massages it, finally sighing as the pain slowly disappears.

As he finished, he looked up to you once more to see that you were already looking at him, but with hooded eyes. He gulps at the way you looked at him. He felt his stomach turn as you placed your feet down and leaned closer to him.

His cheeks were probably the brightest shade of red right now. It probably didn't show as the carriage was a bit dark, but your lips must have felt it.

Then it hit him; you were kissing his cheeks. He froze even further at that, and as you slowly moved away and looked at him in his eyes, he felt his pants tighten once more.

"Thank you, Severus." he melted to your touch on his other cheek. Your thumb softly caresses it. He whimpered softly as your touch disappeared. Opening his eyes to see you removing his coat from your shoulder and resting it beside you.

In this, Severus again has a look at your dress. He didn't notice at first, but your top was a slanted-styled zipper up to your neck. A unique way to close a dress, he thought as he raised his brow.

"Want it off, Severus?" a question that made his shoulders jolt slightly. He just got caught looking at your chest. He didn't mean to. "What, no... I was just admiring your dress, that's all," he grunts way too fast for his painful throat to manage.

He coughed again, pained by the scar; darn, Nagini doesn't even get to kill him; now, he has to suffer this pain his whole life.

-----(Your POV)

Your smirk falters as he grasps his throat, clearly pained by the scar. Minerva had told you about the scar's history, which made you like Severus more.

Worried that you might have teased him too much this time, you lean forward once again as your warm hands wrap his throat. He looks up at you with dilated eyes again and sighs as if the pain is gone from the mere sight of you.

Your eyes flickered down his parted lips and back to his pleading eyes. There was no way you could stop yourself now.

"May I?" you asked with a tint of hesitance. Severus looks at you, shocked, but is melting once more as you caress his cheeks. You see him look at your lips as he bites his. "Yes," he whispers, a bit throaty.

With that, you lean forward slowly, feeling his breath on your lips, feeling your skin touch, sending a jolt of pleasure everywhere your body.

-----(Mixed POV)

Severus whimpers in between soft kisses. Your lips were as soft as they looked, and you tasted like that strawberry champagne you took.

In contrast, his lips were cold. A bit chapped from his thirst for you. You licked his lips to soften it a bit, to which he groaned softly. His hands traveled down both sides of your waist, pulling you closer to him.

Severus's breath hitched as you slowly entered your tongue to his as he groaned. Tightly holding your waist as you had his neck slightly choking him, not too tight to pain or block his airway but enough to make him forget about the bite.

As he savors the taste of your tongue on him, he pulls you closer as he feels both your bare legs on each side of his thighs. He didn't notice your skirt had a slit up to your knees on each side until now when he guided his hands down to it, gently moving his hands up and down it.

You feel Severus' hands on your calves, gently caressing them. He was moaning to your kisses, sloppy and deep. You then removed his white scarf, unbuttoned his vest, and threw it with his coat across the carriage where you last sat.

You then started to unbutton his polo but didn't remove it entirely; you just opened it slightly to draw circles slowly down his chest.

Severus bucks his hips at the stimulations you were ministering on him. He shakingly unzips your upper dress and is shocked to learn that you wore nothing as your chest bounces out of the dress, making his eyes widen.

You smiled between kisses at seeing Severus' mouth drool as you held his hands and guided them to massage your chest. He wasn't confident at first, but as you started to grind on him, his grip on it became more skilled as you two moaned at the moment.

You soon went down his chin, kissing and nibbling your way to his neck and scar. To which Severus shivers and moans. His moans were deep and husky, and his hold on you was getting tighter; it was sure to leave marks tomorrow morning, you thought.

As you bite his neck, Severus moans your name and tightly grips your waist through the slit of your dress. "Dont-ah~... Tease me like that..." he shivers as he bobs his head back to give you more access.

You smirk at this and slowly unbelt his slocks as he slowly tugs at your panties and kisses the crook of your neck, breathing heavily at your touches.

As you remove his belt and unzip his slocks, you slowly move your hand through his clothed cock as his hips buck slightly. "Y-y/n, please... Please stop... Teasing me..." he whimpers as he grabs your bare ass and squeezes it, which makes you jump and moan softly.

"You want in Sevy?" as you slowly place your hands in his boxers, to which he moans your name and closes his eyes with his head on the golden intricacies of the carriage.

You massage his stiff shaft, smirking at the size of him. He was bigger than you thought; his length was definitely longer than your fingers, and his grit was bigger than what it felt like earlier on the dance floor.

Severus moans a bit too loudly as he feels you spread his precum all over his tip with your thumb. Hips shuddering in pleasure as he nodded hazingly. Severus wanted to feel you and your warmth. He wanted to see if his dreams about you were accurate. His mind and hands were all over you right now. Trying to hold whatever it is you gave him.

"Please... Y/n... I want to feel you... Please," he whimpered as he brought his lips to your bare chest and licked circles on your nipples, making you arch your back slightly as you gripped his hair, pulling him closer with your other hand, busy placing circles on his tip, spreading his wet essence.

"But we'll need to talk," you said as you stood up to remove your black laced panties and place them together with Severus's vest.

Severus looked over the pile of clothes and back at you with lust-filled eyes. His breath was heavy as he waited for you to straddle him once more. It was for a brink moment, but he missed your weight on him.

But before you straddled him, you licked your hand and placed it on his now free shaft, twitching ever so slightly, making him hiss in the sudden cold temperature. You didn't mind this and spread your saliva all over him to lubricate him.

Severus's mind was in turmoil as your wet hands stimulated him further. He could have come to this only, but he stopped himself as he wanted to cum after you did.

"Talk about... Ah... About what?" he asks, looking at you with one eye, his mouth ajar.

"Our relationship," as you nodded, satisfied with how lubricated his cock looked. He was ready for you.

Severus's eyes shot open at your words but closed again when you straddled him and aligned yourself to his length—burying yourself to the brim slowly.

His dick twitched inside of you as you engulfed his size perfectly. "What... I... How..." he wanted to ask how they would talk with him in you, but you shushed him.

"I'll keep you in until you confess. I will not move," you whispered in his ears before licking it.

Severus moans at this. His grip on your waist tightens. 'Fuck fuck fuck' he thought as your pussy clenched on him. He could really cum with just this, and he was already going mad at how you licked and nibbled on his ear.

"Wha-what is there to confess..." he hissed as you bit the bottom of his ears. His mind was going blank with everything that was happening.

"I know you dream about me, Severus; Minerva has told me about your rants," Severus's mind was a mess; at this point, he didn't care what Minerva said; all he cared about was how he was going to keep himself from cumming. "Don't blame her, though... She just wants his baby boy happy" his dick twitches once again.

You felt his shaft twitch inside of you when you called him 'baby boy,' making you smirk. "You like it when I call you 'baby boy' Severus?" you asked coyly, to which he moaned, "Y-yes..." somewhat quite airy.

"Do you like me, Severus?" As you slowly moved your hips front and back, which made his tip tickled that spot in you, making you moan softly into his ear.

Severus' eyes fluttered shut at your movement, his hands gripping onto your moving hips as he groans. "I... I do..." he whispers, unable to speak as your movements speed up slightly faster.

That's what it took for you to move faster. You cast a silencing, lock, and steady spell onto the carriage and rocked your hips up and down his shaft. "Fuck," you moaned. "I knew you'd finally be mine," as you enveloped his neck with your arms and placed your face on the crook of his neck, becoming a moaning mess as his shaft touched your G-spot.

Severus doesn't even notice how you effortlessly cast the spells, his focus on how your insides were clutching on his shaft like a vice. Milking his very being like its life depended on it. "Y/n..." he moaned rather loudly as the sounds of squelching from your movement made him even hot and bothered.

His hands roughly caressed any skin he could touch from you as he became a moaning mess. "Y/n... I... I'm close..." he says between gritted teeth as he nuzzles your head, resting on his shoulders with his nose and inhaling your scent. Shit, he wasn't going to last long.

"It's ok, baby boy, I'm here. Come in me... you can come in me..." as you moved faster and harder. Opening your legs wider to have his shaft deeper into you. He bucks his hips at the sudden change of sensation and screams your name like a prayer.

You feel his liquid spilling out of you as you reach your orgasm with him. Making your insides squelch in his gushing shaft. It was not enough, though, "I... want more..." you say as beads of sweat ran to your skins.

Severus whimpers at this; he wasn't too sure if he could do one more round. "Please, Severus," you begged him as you placed soft kisses on his neck, which gave him the energy to swiftly lift you and turn you around, your face onto the red cushion across where you two sat.

He shakingly lifted your skirt to see your leaking cunt. His breath hitches, and his cock hardens back at the mere sight of it.

"I... I don't know if I can," he shakingly caresses your ass as he aligns himself as you lifted yourself back. "I know you can," as you pushed back to his shaft, to which his head lolls back, his grip back on your waist, and he whimpers and groans at the overstimulation. Your insides just felt too good to say no to.

As you moved relentlessly on him, he stood there behind you as you moved back and forth. His hands gripped your bundled skirt up your waist, pulling you slightly, guiding your rhythm as if asking you to move faster as his lips chant your name. He bent forward to trace kisses down your nape as he moaned praises to your ear.

"You feel too good, dear... too good," he whimpers as he feels your insides tighten on him again, making him hiss. "Oh... love, please come... please... I want to feel you again," He exclaims in his panting voice, forgetting the pain on his neck as he openly thrusts his hips forward, making you yelp in pleasure.

With that, you felt a sudden gush of white noise ringing your ear and arched your back as you reached your high once more. Severus wasn't too far behind as his thrust became sloppy and followed behind, releasing another batch of his seed deep in you as he cursed out your name in pleasure, digging his nail deep into your hips.

As both of you finally came down from your orgasms, you chuckled as he slowly removed his now soft cock out and whimpered at the sight of your cunt gushing the mix of his seed with your wet insides, clenching softly to nothing.

He slams his back to the cushion behind him as he accio'd a towel to clean you up. Sending shivers down your spine as he patted the cloth in your swollen cunt.

You spell the seed clean out of you and fix Severus up as he fixes your clothes. After minutes of fixing each other, you decided to sit on his lap and sigh on his shoulders.

"I guess we a thing now?" you asked as you placed circles on his now buttoned-up polo and vest. He sighed, "Yes, I suppose we are," as he picked a strand of your hair and tucked it in behind your ear, making you shiver with joy.

-----(After 5 minutes of resting, Severus's POV)

"We should get back to scavenging," you joked as Severus looked up at you, stopping his hands from softly caressing your hips. He nodded as you stood up, opened the carriage door, and jumped out.

Severus jumped behind, taking his coat from the carriage, and wore it before holding your shoulders and enveloping you in the coat. He felt like it was the right thing to do now that he was yours. He felt your head slowly planted onto his chest, and he sighed. He has never felt warm for a long time, and you on his chest sent butterflies in his stomach.

He kissed the top of your head and hugged you tightly, afraid that this happiness might pass. It worried him that such a beautiful lady like you would even choose to be with him, but he soon forgot all these thoughts as you turned around, nuzzled your face deep in his chest, and murmured. "The Headmistress is here."

He looked up to see Minerva grinning from ear to ear at the sight of the two of you snuggling. He could also see how Professor Slughorn frowned as he handed Minerva galleons; he scoffed at this and kissed your forehead again, "It's alright, you know she knows anyways," as you chuckled on his chest.

Indeed, now he does know why faith has kept him alive.

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The Mahoutokoro DADA Professor (Part Two)

(Severus Snape x Reader)

Part one, Part two

(Gif ain't mine > @jetemots)

✨NSFW [SemiSub! Severus(switch really), Cockwarming, Overstimulation, Swear Words, Tad full of sarcasm, Severus being a good (cold) boy, Slight Choking, I think that's all... Please comment below if you find something to put in here that I missed], Severus just being a cutie ^^✨

🐧I did a voting thing and yall wanted NSFW Maho Severus Part 2 so... Here you go hehehe enjoy *wink wink. Also went on a full writer mode XD so this might be a bit long heh. Suprise XD released it too early... Idk what happened... It was on my queue list but suddenly it posted itself ack... So it got released early T^T but thaz ok... Faith probably thought it was good enough to be released today XD🐧

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The Yule Ball came in like a hurricane. Severus was above the steps, watching over students, dancing and goofing around like lunatics. He scoffs as a thought comes back to him: how could he ever dance with you in this crowd?

He looks over students, trying not to look desperate as he looks for you. He tugged his vest, coughing lightly at his impatience as he looked around.

He wore a different style today, unlike his usual midnight blue clothes: a dark blue vest with a black polo, all covered with a robe with the darkest shade of blue. Sleeves reaching his wrists, and a high collar that hugged his neck. A white scarf wrapped around him for warmth, adding an elegant touch. His fitted black slock pants complemented his pitch-black shoes. He also sported a silver and green pocket watch, a thoughtful gift from Headmistress McGonagall to celebrate his survival. The overall look was both sophisticated and practical, perfect for the occasion.

Although he hated to change his clothes, Minerva troubled herself by buying him muggle clothes over the weekend (Minerva and the other professors went on a shopping spree last weekend; Severus did not come because you were there. He felt strangely weird saying no to Minerva because of that).

"You look all right, Severus," Minerva patted his waist. He grumbles in response; Minerva treats him like a son, and in exchange, Severus acts like it.

Suddenly conscious about his clothes, he wriggles his fingers between his collar and neck, tugging it slightly. Minerva rolls her eyes at this and smiles as she sees you enter the Great Hall. She nudges Severus's shoulders, and he groans and glares at her.

"Well, won't you look at that," Minerva points her chin towards you, smirking at Severus (she knows they talk about it over tea, and she'd laugh at Severus's rants).

Severus looks at where Minerva is pointing. Good heavens, you look gorgeous. His eyes went slowly from your well-adorned hair, pieces of golden cranes well kept in a half-bun. From your natural make-up that accentuated your eyes to the red lipstick that made your lips look tempting. You wore a Geisha-inspired kimono and proudly strolled down the hall as students gazed at your dress. This wasn't any ordinary dress. With its top hugging your figure tightly with the traditional Japanese Obi on your waist and pleated skirt flowing down to the floor, the dress featured a striking blend of black, gold, and red, adorned with intricate patterns of flowers and cranes. You looked modestly like a goddess.

He couldn't look away from you for what felt like hours. You look terrific, and he concluded to himself to be lucky to even breathe the same air as you.

"Stop staring, Severus, it is rude to stare." Minerva placed Severus back to reality. Oh Merlin, he was staring. He stood straight when you met his eye, smiling. Oh dear heaven, you were approaching him. His mind was a complete mess as he tried to look in another direction, trying to see if that would help (it didn't).

"Hello Professor Snape. Professor McGonagall," You greeted with a slight bow. Minerva smiled at you and pulled you in between herself and Severus (Clearly knowing what she was doing), and it slightly made your shoulders brush over his arm, making his spine tingle. Severus glared at Minerva from the back, and she winked at him. Severus was sure to strangle this old woman tomorrow at tea.

As the two talked for a while, it was time for the last slow dance music. Professor Slughorn asks Minerva for a dance, to which she agrees. The giddy lady loved dancing and was happy to take anyone's hand for a dance.

Which then left Severus and you standing in front.

Severus looked over as everyone started to dance slowly on the floor. Suddenly, remembering that you asked him for a dance, your presence became more prominent beside him. However, before he could ask you for a dance, you went closer to him, your shoulders brushing on his arm, and whispered, "Shall I take you in for this dance, Severus?" as you looked up at him.

Severus spine tingled in fevor, you looked so innocent asking him this. He nods as he puts his hands in the air, gesturing you to take it. As soon as you took his hands, your warmth enveloped his. It was making him smile ever so slightly.

As the two of you took the dance floor, you pulled him in closer. He knew how to dance, but the feeling of your chest and head on his made him forget his feet.

-----(Your POV)

Severus accidentally stepped on your gown, making you fall a bit backward. You grabbed the back of his neck as he gripped your waist tightly. Making you intertwined perfectly together, his cologne entrapped in your mind. It was shocking to think he wore a cologne. You looked up to see his hair had a bit of curls as well, which perfectly fit his new fashion style. You've seen that vest, and then it clicked. 'Ah... Minerva' and you smiled. He coughs softly as his fingers slowly loosen and brush your waist. It was a simple gesture of 'I'm sorry' as you two continued to dance.

"You look splendid today, Severus," you said as you looked at his clothes. Minerva knew how to dress his son very well. Your hands slowly sauntered down his chest, which made his breath hitch.

As you quickly looked up at him, his eyes were closed, his nose flared, and his mouth completely shut. Severus's cheeks were painted with a tint of pink, and although his ears were covered, you could see how red they were. You smirked at how your touch could make such a cold man feel warm.

As you see Severus's eyes open slightly, his pupils suddenly dilated at the sight of you. You smiled at that observation, to which he sighed.

You felt it as you twirled and held each other that night; he was slowly falling for you, too.

-----(Dance Finished, Severus POV)

Severus was ready to run away from you after that dance. He couldn't stop his fucking heart technically running around his body right now. His pants also felt tight; he concluded that Minerva must have bought the wrong size.

When everyone scattered about, and the rock music came, he walked out to scavenge students loitering about. However, to his surprise, you followed him instead of going back to chat with Minerva.

"Professor Y/n, are you to follow me around tonight as well?" he grunts, annoyed that he cannot simply run away from you.

"Actually... The headmistress asked me to be on watch for loitering students tonight, Severus. I believe you are too?" as you walked past him, looking at him mischievously.

He looked over to Minerva, who was beaming at him. 'Fuck you,' he mouthed before sprinting to follow you out.

Minerva laughed at this (she was used to the banter; she loved Severus like a son anyway).

-----(Outside where the carriages were, Still Snape's POV)

Severus ran to a carriage and opened it wide open. A couple squealed as he pulled the male student out of the carriage and scolded him, removing twenty points from his house. On the other hand, you gently assisted the female student and kindly removed twenty points from her house.

They soon ran off, which left you and Severus out and about again.

Severus then scoffs as he closes the carriage door and walks to the next to see if students are in it. He was trying his best to avert his attention from you; he had just given you his robe when he saw you shivering earlier. He was paying too much attention to you than himself, so he didn't notice his fingers turning blue from the cold, but you did.

"Professor, might I suggest we rest in this scavenger hunt for a while?" you said as you opened an empty carriage and gestured in, "It is a bit tad cold tonight. I don't think they'd mind for us to shelter ourselves here for a while," as you entered the empty carriage and gestured him in.

Severus raised a brow and crossed his arms to his chest. It was cold; he finally felt his fingers. He questioned your intensions at first before his mind felt his fingers again, slowl, he walks towards the carriage and slouches in.

The carriage's interior was more spacious than he had expected. Plush red cushions lined the seats, while the ceiling and doors were intricately decorated with golden vine-like stems. The tinted dark windows were enchanted to keep the cold at bay, offering warmth and comfort. It was a clever combination of luxury and magic. (He could stand up and do jumping jacks if he could, that's how spacious it was.)

He sat across you, his knees slightly brushing against yours. He was relishing the feeling of this contact when you suddenly moved away. He looked at you with curiosity as he saw you remove your heels.

He noticed how red your feet were; you were wearing a six-inch stiletto, after all.

You hissed as you folded and flexed your toes. It looked like it hurt a lot. Worried, Severus leans forward and slowly places his hands above yours. Severus doesn't know what has gone to him. He couldn't bear the thought of your hurt. It was weird; he just hated you minutes ago.

"Let me," he says, slightly softer than usual, as he looks at you. His breath hitched once more as he saw your face; even in the dark, your face showed like starlight. You were just gorgeous, not sure if anyone had told you that, but if he weren't too proud he would.

You nodded as you let go of your feet. To which he softly touches with his cold hands. You hiss as he slowly massages it, finally sighing as the pain slowly disappears.

As he finished, he looked up to you once more to see that you were already looking at him, but with hooded eyes. He gulps at the way you looked at him. He felt his stomach turn as you placed your feet down and leaned closer to him.

His cheeks were probably the brightest shade of red right now. It probably didn't show as the carriage was a bit dark, but your lips must have felt it.

Then it hit him; you were kissing his cheeks. He froze even further at that, and as you slowly moved away and looked at him in his eyes, he felt his pants tighten once more.

"Thank you, Severus." he melted to your touch on his other cheek. Your thumb softly caresses it. He whimpered softly as your touch disappeared. Opening his eyes to see you removing his coat from your shoulder and resting it beside you.

In this, Severus again has a look at your dress. He didn't notice at first, but your top was a slanted-styled zipper up to your neck. A unique way to close a dress, he thought as he raised his brow.

"Want it off, Severus?" a question that made his shoulders jolt slightly. He just got caught looking at your chest. He didn't mean to. "What, no... I was just admiring your dress, that's all," he grunts way too fast for his painful throat to manage.

He coughed again, pained by the scar; darn, Nagini doesn't even get to kill him; now, he has to suffer this pain his whole life.

-----(Your POV)

Your smirk falters as he grasps his throat, clearly pained by the scar. Minerva had told you about the scar's history, which made you like Severus more.

Worried that you might have teased him too much this time, you lean forward once again as your warm hands wrap his throat. He looks up at you with dilated eyes again and sighs as if the pain is gone from the mere sight of you.

Your eyes flickered down his parted lips and back to his pleading eyes. There was no way you could stop yourself now.

"May I?" you asked with a tint of hesitance. Severus looks at you, shocked, but is melting once more as you caress his cheeks. You see him look at your lips as he bites his. "Yes," he whispers, a bit throaty.

With that, you lean forward slowly, feeling his breath on your lips, feeling your skin touch, sending a jolt of pleasure everywhere your body.

-----(Mixed POV)

Severus whimpers in between soft kisses. Your lips were as soft as they looked, and you tasted like that strawberry champagne you took.

In contrast, his lips were cold. A bit chapped from his thirst for you. You licked his lips to soften it a bit, to which he groaned softly. His hands traveled down both sides of your waist, pulling you closer to him.

Severus's breath hitched as you slowly entered your tongue to his as he groaned. Tightly holding your waist as you had his neck slightly choking him, not too tight to pain or block his airway but enough to make him forget about the bite.

As he savors the taste of your tongue on him, he pulls you closer as he feels both your bare legs on each side of his thighs. He didn't notice your skirt had a slit up to your knees on each side until now when he guided his hands down to it, gently moving his hands up and down it.

You feel Severus' hands on your calves, gently caressing them. He was moaning to your kisses, sloppy and deep. You then removed his white scarf, unbuttoned his vest, and threw it with his coat across the carriage where you last sat.

You then started to unbutton his polo but didn't remove it entirely; you just opened it slightly to draw circles slowly down his chest.

Severus bucks his hips at the stimulations you were ministering on him. He shakingly unzips your upper dress and is shocked to learn that you wore nothing as your chest bounces out of the dress, making his eyes widen.

You smiled between kisses at seeing Severus' mouth drool as you held his hands and guided them to massage your chest. He wasn't confident at first, but as you started to grind on him, his grip on it became more skilled as you two moaned at the moment.

You soon went down his chin, kissing and nibbling your way to his neck and scar. To which Severus shivers and moans. His moans were deep and husky, and his hold on you was getting tighter; it was sure to leave marks tomorrow morning, you thought.

As you bite his neck, Severus moans your name and tightly grips your waist through the slit of your dress. "Dont-ah~... Tease me like that..." he shivers as he bobs his head back to give you more access.

You smirk at this and slowly unbelt his slocks as he slowly tugs at your panties and kisses the crook of your neck, breathing heavily at your touches.

As you remove his belt and unzip his slocks, you slowly move your hand through his clothed cock as his hips buck slightly. "Y-y/n, please... Please stop... Teasing me..." he whimpers as he grabs your bare ass and squeezes it, which makes you jump and moan softly.

"You want in Sevy?" as you slowly place your hands in his boxers, to which he moans your name and closes his eyes with his head on the golden intricacies of the carriage.

You massage his stiff shaft, smirking at the size of him. He was bigger than you thought; his length was definitely longer than your fingers, and his grit was bigger than what it felt like earlier on the dance floor.

Severus moans a bit too loudly as he feels you spread his precum all over his tip with your thumb. Hips shuddering in pleasure as he nodded hazingly. Severus wanted to feel you and your warmth. He wanted to see if his dreams about you were accurate. His mind and hands were all over you right now. Trying to hold whatever it is you gave him.

"Please... Y/n... I want to feel you... Please," he whimpered as he brought his lips to your bare chest and licked circles on your nipples, making you arch your back slightly as you gripped his hair, pulling him closer with your other hand, busy placing circles on his tip, spreading his wet essence.

"But we'll need to talk," you said as you stood up to remove your black laced panties and place them together with Severus's vest.

Severus looked over the pile of clothes and back at you with lust-filled eyes. His breath was heavy as he waited for you to straddle him once more. It was for a brink moment, but he missed your weight on him.

But before you straddled him, you licked your hand and placed it on his now free shaft, twitching ever so slightly, making him hiss in the sudden cold temperature. You didn't mind this and spread your saliva all over him to lubricate him.

Severus's mind was in turmoil as your wet hands stimulated him further. He could have come to this only, but he stopped himself as he wanted to cum after you did.

"Talk about... Ah... About what?" he asks, looking at you with one eye, his mouth ajar.

"Our relationship," as you nodded, satisfied with how lubricated his cock looked. He was ready for you.

Severus's eyes shot open at your words but closed again when you straddled him and aligned yourself to his length—burying yourself to the brim slowly.

His dick twitched inside of you as you engulfed his size perfectly. "What... I... How..." he wanted to ask how they would talk with him in you, but you shushed him.

"I'll keep you in until you confess. I will not move," you whispered in his ears before licking it.

Severus moans at this. His grip on your waist tightens. 'Fuck fuck fuck' he thought as your pussy clenched on him. He could really cum with just this, and he was already going mad at how you licked and nibbled on his ear.

"Wha-what is there to confess..." he hissed as you bit the bottom of his ears. His mind was going blank with everything that was happening.

"I know you dream about me, Severus; Minerva has told me about your rants," Severus's mind was a mess; at this point, he didn't care what Minerva said; all he cared about was how he was going to keep himself from cumming. "Don't blame her, though... She just wants his baby boy happy" his dick twitches once again.

You felt his shaft twitch inside of you when you called him 'baby boy,' making you smirk. "You like it when I call you 'baby boy' Severus?" you asked coyly, to which he moaned, "Y-yes..." somewhat quite airy.

"Do you like me, Severus?" As you slowly moved your hips front and back, which made his tip tickled that spot in you, making you moan softly into his ear.

Severus' eyes fluttered shut at your movement, his hands gripping onto your moving hips as he groans. "I... I do..." he whispers, unable to speak as your movements speed up slightly faster.

That's what it took for you to move faster. You cast a silencing, lock, and steady spell onto the carriage and rocked your hips up and down his shaft. "Fuck," you moaned. "I knew you'd finally be mine," as you enveloped his neck with your arms and placed your face on the crook of his neck, becoming a moaning mess as his shaft touched your G-spot.

Severus doesn't even notice how you effortlessly cast the spells, his focus on how your insides were clutching on his shaft like a vice. Milking his very being like its life depended on it. "Y/n..." he moaned rather loudly as the sounds of squelching from your movement made him even hot and bothered.

His hands roughly caressed any skin he could touch from you as he became a moaning mess. "Y/n... I... I'm close..." he says between gritted teeth as he nuzzles your head, resting on his shoulders with his nose and inhaling your scent. Shit, he wasn't going to last long.

"It's ok, baby boy, I'm here. Come in me... you can come in me..." as you moved faster and harder. Opening your legs wider to have his shaft deeper into you. He bucks his hips at the sudden change of sensation and screams your name like a prayer.

You feel his liquid spilling out of you as you reach your orgasm with him. Making your insides squelch in his gushing shaft. It was not enough, though, "I... want more..." you say as beads of sweat ran to your skins.

Severus whimpers at this; he wasn't too sure if he could do one more round. "Please, Severus," you begged him as you placed soft kisses on his neck, which gave him the energy to swiftly lift you and turn you around, your face onto the red cushion across where you two sat.

He shakingly lifted your skirt to see your leaking cunt. His breath hitches, and his cock hardens back at the mere sight of it.

"I... I don't know if I can," he shakingly caresses your ass as he aligns himself as you lifted yourself back. "I know you can," as you pushed back to his shaft, to which his head lolls back, his grip back on your waist, and he whimpers and groans at the overstimulation. Your insides just felt too good to say no to.

As you moved relentlessly on him, he stood there behind you as you moved back and forth. His hands gripped your bundled skirt up your waist, pulling you slightly, guiding your rhythm as if asking you to move faster as his lips chant your name. He bent forward to trace kisses down your nape as he moaned praises to your ear.

"You feel too good, dear... too good," he whimpers as he feels your insides tighten on him again, making him hiss. "Oh... love, please come... please... I want to feel you again," He exclaims in his panting voice, forgetting the pain on his neck as he openly thrusts his hips forward, making you yelp in pleasure.

With that, you felt a sudden gush of white noise ringing your ear and arched your back as you reached your high once more. Severus wasn't too far behind as his thrust became sloppy and followed behind, releasing another batch of his seed deep in you as he cursed out your name in pleasure, digging his nail deep into your hips.

As both of you finally came down from your orgasms, you chuckled as he slowly removed his now soft cock out and whimpered at the sight of your cunt gushing the mix of his seed with your wet insides, clenching softly to nothing.

He slams his back to the cushion behind him as he accio'd a towel to clean you up. Sending shivers down your spine as he patted the cloth in your swollen cunt.

You spell the seed clean out of you and fix Severus up as he fixes your clothes. After minutes of fixing each other, you decided to sit on his lap and sigh on his shoulders.

"I guess we a thing now?" you asked as you placed circles on his now buttoned-up polo and vest. He sighed, "Yes, I suppose we are," as he picked a strand of your hair and tucked it in behind your ear, making you shiver with joy.

-----(After 5 minutes of resting, Severus's POV)

"We should get back to scavenging," you joked as Severus looked up at you, stopping his hands from softly caressing your hips. He nodded as you stood up, opened the carriage door, and jumped out.

Severus jumped behind, taking his coat from the carriage, and wore it before holding your shoulders and enveloping you in the coat. He felt like it was the right thing to do now that he was yours. He felt your head slowly planted onto his chest, and he sighed. He has never felt warm for a long time, and you on his chest sent butterflies in his stomach.

He kissed the top of your head and hugged you tightly, afraid that this happiness might pass. It worried him that such a beautiful lady like you would even choose to be with him, but he soon forgot all these thoughts as you turned around, nuzzled your face deep in his chest, and murmured. "The Headmistress is here."

He looked up to see Minerva grinning from ear to ear at the sight of the two of you snuggling. He could also see how Professor Slughorn frowned as he handed Minerva galleons; he scoffed at this and kissed your forehead again, "It's alright, you know she knows anyways," as you chuckled on his chest.

Indeed, now he does know why faith has kept him alive.