Love at midnight 2
Snape looked forward to the night ahead, when he and his lover would meet in secret again, and they would make sweet love until donkeys learned to fly.
As night drew closer Snape felt the excitement rise within him. Soon he told himself. Soon.
Snape approached the chamber stalking slowly, aware of the danger he would put his lover if he were caught, he pushed open the door and steeped inside.
There stood his lover the one he would share the night with forever. As Voldermort turned to face him, he ran into his strong arms, all sense of control long gone, his lover was all that mattered.
They feel onto the bed bodies entwined Snape ripping off Voldermorts cloak and creasing his neck and whispering sweet nothings in his ear. Voldermort cast a spell and pulsed against Snape. He let out a moan of pleasure, body trembling in pure pleasure.