Silver linings chapter 1, a harry potter fanfic

Silver linings

3/4/18

Severus POV: This town was rather busy with tourists usual and as much as I didn't relish the idea of company it offered a welcome distraction from the storm brewing inside my own scattered thoughts. It was hard to believe it's been 3 years already since is walked away from hogworts. There were days I wish I hadn't taken the anti-venom and saved myself from Nigini's bite. It wasn't as if there was much to live for anyhow and lately the depression that had become nearly as fateful as an old dog was gain ground. Another swallow of potion was downed even though it only partially covered my unease. The only thing that ever dulled the pain completely was alchohol, but I still had my dignity and refused to become another drunk falling around the streets. A light breeze picked up, carrying with it the scent of food and I would I hadn't really been hungry, it did smell quite good. Perhaps even enough that I might be able to eat. A glance down the long rows of mostly wooden carts revealed a restaurant that looked out of place surrounded by stalls as it was. It appeared rather busy but at the moment, I could use the distraction. Lights glowed invitingly from the large windows and I found my feet moving toward it, almost as if a moth would be to a flame. A overly cheerful woman meet me at the door with an instant appology. "Oh I'm so sorry! We're already full an clear up until closing!" My feet paused and the small hope of actually being able to get a meal faded. I rarely ate when I felt as I did now, and it didn't look like I was going to this night either. "I'm very sorry!" She said, clutching an arm full of menus to her chest. "Perhaps tomorrow then." A sympathetic smile crossed her face. "I can put your name down for tomorrow if you'd like. We usually fill up by 3 pm, but if you reserve your spot tonight for what time you'd like to be here we can make sure you get in. You'll just have to arrive within 15 of the time stated." A pad of paper was taken from her smock and she held a pen at the ready. Honestly I wasn't sure I'd feel much like eating, but my odds were better here than anywhere else so with a sigh I gave my name. "Severus Snape. I'll be here at noon sharp." She smiled wide, scrawling my name down as I turned away, heading down the isles to find something to distract myself.

The bustle of the crowd slowly faded away until I was alone walking down the buildings that had already closed for the night. "I said, let go." A low chuckle sound to my left. "Now don't be like that. I just want a kiss." My eyes narrowed, sweeping around to a small alley way where an older, obviously drunk man had a young girl pinned against the wall. She looked to be about 19 if I had to guess and quite displeased with her current company. "I believe you were told to leave her be." He turned to glare at me. "Why don't you mind you own business? Me and the lady are just talking." My head tipped to the side, stepping briskly toward him and he looked taken off guard. "This doesn't concern you!" His hand released the young girl and I snatched the front of his shirt, dragging him bodily back from her before shoving him. The scent of cheap alcohol hung heavily on his breath and watching him weighted heavily on me. The thought I could end up like him if I choose to lose myself to this depression and turn to drinking made my fist tighten. His feet stumbled as I let go and he staggered backwards, tripping over a box. It shattered under his weight when he fell and I watched him until he scrabbled up and left. A small hand landed on my arm and I turned to the girl. "Are you alright?" She smiled, nudging into my side lightly. "I am. I appreciate your help, though I could have handled it." I hummed. "Obviously.~" Her eyes cut slightly at me before an odd look crossed her face. Nostrils flared slightly as she leaned toward me. "Are you, smelling me?" Her nose lifted as if trying to catch the scent from my between before grinning widely. "Do I smell Elixir? It's really hard to place." A step was lost back in surprise before she smiled widely. I hadn't expected to meet a witch, this island, at least to my knowledge didn't have any magic connections. "It is actually a potion of my own making." She seemed to grow even more excited at the prospect of having something in common with me. "It's not often I met a non muggle, especially not out this way! I'm Samantha Hawthorn." Why was it that name sounded familiar? I wondered perhaps if she was from the noble Hawthorn family or if it was only by chance she was born into that name. She was rather on the chipper side and while I normally tried to avoid people, tonight the distraction was welcome. "Severus Snape." Her much smaller hand was held out to me and I caught it after a second, squeezing lightly before letting her free. A hint of something crossed her face so fast I almost missed it. Excitement, not the chipper happy kind either and I was taken aback. "Severus. I like that. Have you eaten yet?" Green darkened her formally gray eyes as she watched me intently, and I blew out a sigh. "I haven't. Your interest is quite misplaced however. You're 10 year too early to be making eyes at me young lady." Her face twisted into a confused scolf. "Just how old do you think I am Severus?" Hands fell onto her hips, light blond hair falling to one side as she tipped her head and I took a moment to glance her over. "18." She scrunched her eyes at me, and gave her head a slight shake. "You're very generous with your guesses. Try again." A hint of a smirk crossed my face, and while I ordinarily wasn't a playful person after everything that had happened, I found relaxing much easier around her. "50." A finger was wagged at me as she tisk. "I'm actually 26. But to be fair, no one else believes me either." I hummed, glancing over her bright nearly glowing yellow sundress. "You don't look it. Shouldn't you be hunting down men more your age?" A sly grin crossed her face. "I do not hunt men. You just happens to find my favor when you stepped in to help, however unnecessary it was. As for the age gap, I've always like men that were older than myself. I don't have time to playing with boys." A bit of, dismay, was it? Edged into the semi calm I'd taken on since her appearance and I wondered just why that was she could relax me as she had. "Well, unfortunately for you I'm not looking to become your source of income." Surprise flashed across her face and I was betting she hadn't been turned down before. Very slowly she shook her head, a snort of laughter escaping. "Well, mystery solved." A single brow arched in question toward her and she giggled making me frown. "When I first saw you, I thought, how could someone that looked like you feel so lonely, and now I know. They're aren't many that handle such brutal honesty. Believe me when I say this, Severus. I'm quite sure there's is nothing of monetary value that you could offer me that I couldn't get myself. Now, I'd very much appreciated it if you reframed from calling me a gold digger because you clearly haven't the slightest clue who I am. Ok?" Bright eyes meet and held mine and honestly the way she stood her ground without lashing out at the clear insult had me intrigued. "Agreed and I would like to offer my appologies. I'm simply not used to woman nearly half my age flirting without ulterior motives." A small chuckle escaped and she shrugged. "Had we only been passing I likely wouldn't have held you up, however, I admire that you wanted to help me and I wanted to help you as well." My lips twitched into a light smirk. "By having sex with me?" My company rolled her eyes, pushing lightly at my shoulder. "Nothing like that, not unless you stick around a while. My interest lay more in your emotional state. I'm able to pick up thought and feelings and while I'm able to shield my mind from others thoughts now, the ability to detect emotions hasn't dampened. It's a strange sort of cursed gift depending on just I'm wounds since my mind sucks up emotions like a sponge. One on one I'm able to purge those of the negative variety and replace them with something more preferable." My eyes widened, watching her for a long moment. She was the reason I felt better... "How?" She shrugged. "Honestly, I don't know. Just can. Normally a keep a medium with me if I'm going to be in crowds, but considering most everyone here is happy to be on vacation I didn't see the need to drag Sunshine out." For a long moment I just watched her before she caught my hand. "Come on. Dinner is on me." She smiled, tugging lightly and I tightened my grip on her hand. It felt good to have the touch of another, maybe because of the way she cleared away my depression, or maybe I'd just been alone to long. Either way, I enjoyed the feeling of her skin against mine. "Where are you taking us?" A bright smile became mine as she looked at me, walking backwards several paces as she spun. "The midnight sun! They have the best food here!" The restaurant I'd been turned away from. "You're going to be disappointed. They're full and you can not get in until tomorrow." Her hand flipped in dismissal. "That doesn't apply to me, or you since you're my guest." My brows pulled into a knit, but it lost wasn't effect when she then to watch where she was leaing us once more. "And why is it you believe yourself above that decision?" The restaurant came into view and she drug me up making the same girl as before blink at me in surprise. My company pulled something from her pocket and the women handed us menus right away before I was being tugged up a flight of stairs. "I own this place." I almost missed the next step and only just managed to catch myself before I fell from the shock. This girl was certainly full of surprises.

The door at the top landing opened smoothly and I stood back, letting my company enter before myself. She smiled up at me as she passed, fingers trailing the under side of my arm. "Thank you." I inclined my head, letting the doors swung shut softly as I made my way to the table to sit across from her. A bottle of dark wine sat in the center with several glasses circling it and she plucked by its steam, tipping it lightly back and forth in invitation. "No, thank you." A brow lifted at me before she shrugged and flicked up her finger, popping the cork free from the mouth so she could fill her glass. "Its very good. This is my favorite. It's here if you change your mind." The dark colored liquid dark look very inviting and it's sweet slightly bitter fragrance tickled my nose pleasantly even from this distance. "Perhaps only a small glass." The crystal steam closest to me was taken and upturned so I could fill it have way. The deep almost bloody colored wine swirled against the smooth glass sides. Carrying small bubbles on its surface until they popped releasing its most agreeable aroma. It was lifted to my nose and I inhaled its scent before sipping at it to find it tasted very good. It was quite sweet but carried a slight bitterness that balanced it out very well and covered over the bite of the alcohol nicely. "I can see why you like it so well." Samantha grinned wide, swirling her own glass before downing it quickly, a growing under tone of distress leaking from under her smile. It wasn't likely anyone else would notice the way her eyes dulled slightly and I only caught it because I saw that same on everytime I passed by a mirror. The freshly empty glass clicked softly against the clean covered table and she filled it once more. "So tell me about yourself Severus. You're obviously not from around here." Her chin fell into an open palm, distorting the smile masking her inner disquiet. Something about that offered a measure of comfort, knowing that I wasn't alone in my misery. Though at the moment I was feeling better than I had in quite sometime. She had done that, and I wondered briefly if my pain had become her's, though I reasoned, she was too good at covering it for myself to be wholly responsible for causing her unease. Another sip of wine passed my lips before I finally spoke. "I am from England, in a small town of Cokeworth. For nearly 2 decades I taught potions at Hogwarts, though I had applied for defense against dark arts. 3 years ago I walked away from everything I knew in order to start over. I am 41 years old and I am very skilled in brewing potions as well as defense spells." Intrigue edged into her eyes, finding its place with well hidden sadness. "You're a Professor. You must have been quite young when you began teaching." I nodded, watching her swirl her glass. "I was 21. I believe that it's your turn." A hint of surprise crossed her face before the wine was set aside in favor of pouring a glass of water. Ice cubes clinked softly as they tumbled into the glass before she took a long drink. "I failed potions class, let alone trying teach it. Of course, the Professor that was in charge of teaching my class was rather incompetent. So much so that he nearly killed me with a vile of calming draught. I was comatose for nearly 2 months until my father found someone capable enough to brew an antidote to bring me out of it. Not even really sure who it was, it was only by luck that my dad heard rumors about the potions master. Took a while to track him down, but I didn't even get to meet him. He just put together what I needed and as soon as my father paid him he just left. He did send a letter a few months later checking up on me, I wish I would have gotten to meet him though." My brows pulled into a knit, watching her for a moment. "Your father wouldn't happen to be Dimitri Hawthorn, would he?" She picked her head up, looking at me intently. "He is. Do you know him?" A hint of smile twitched up my lips as I glanced her over. She looked quite well despite the depression lingering behind her eyes. "Only in passing. I saved his daughter from a bad bout calming draught." Her eyes widened, sitting up fully in front of me. "You?! You're not just playing are you?!" I chuckled, shaking my head. "It is quite a shock finding out that it was you. It is good to see that you're doing well. Hopefully that fool Gids has been relieved of his job." A sharp nod bounced her hair and I could tell I had her complete attention now. Not that she hadn't been paying attention before, but there's was an extra level of interest now. "You know how many people told my father it was impossible to bring me out of that coma? He almost lost hope when he brought you back." I inclined my head lightly, watching her blink widely at me. "It was rather touchy and I had to go over Gids memories very closely to find just how much he had given you. Had it been anyone else they likely wouldn't have been able to brew the potion to get you back to health." The wide grin that covered her face reached her eyes this time and it spread to me. "I like your smile. I'm glad that you're feeling better Severus. It's quite odd that we'd some how find each all the way out here. I'm glad though. I wonder if maybe you'd be interested in a job? Seeing as how I'm not very good at brewing potions, I could use someone as good as you." She looked much better without the pain behind her eyes and I found myself in far better spirits than I could remember being in for quite sometime. Her ability to chase away the growing dark cloud of depression that clung to me was indespensable. This job offer almost seemed like a blessing, but after everything I'd been through there was a large part of me that cautioned against it. It just seemed too easy. My fingers tightened against the table but Samantha reached over to lay her hand over mine making my eyes flick to her's. "Hey. What ever happened, it's alright. I know how hard it is to hurt for no reason, maybe we can help each other out. You make me feel better too. At least after I get passed the depression. You actually feel quite nice." My head tipped to the side slightly, watching her as she sank back into her chair, fingers remaining on mine as long as she was able before finally parting. "I'll admit to being curious as to just what, I feel like to you. I'm too assume that goes hand in hand with your ability to feel my emotions?" A little laugh rang from her and I raised a brow in question. "I don't believe I've said anything funny." She shrugged, sipping at her wine. "No, I'm just in a rather good mood at the moment. There's something about you that helps me to relax and even out my own emotions. You feel very heavy, almost like a physical pressure, as if someone dropped a blanket over me. Once I clear away the emotional distress you feel very calm and quickly help me to reach that as well. You feel safe. There's a strong determination in you to protect those around you even though I can feel you've had far more than your share of heartache. It's taken its toll on you but despite everything you still find it in you to care about others. Your disregard for what others may think or feel is something that is rather intriguing. I can feel that you distance yourself from others, even now that your comfortable you're busy throwing up walls to keep me out. It doesn't bother me, because I know you've been hurt and that you're nervous that you're somehow going to be punished for getting even as much peace as you have in the last few minutes. I'm sorry that things have been so difficult and I very much would like to make them better. I believe we could become very good friends." Neatly trimmed nails pecked against the table top as she watched me before holding out a hand. For a long moment I just looked at it before finally accepting the offer.

A small shock jumped from my fingers into her's when they touched and she flicked as it snapped loudly. "Sorry about that." She laughed, shaking her hand before fitting her hand into mine. "I would like to have a place to settle instead of jumping around as I have the last 3 years. Having a steady job would also be agreeable. Thank you." Her fingers tightened around mine and I noticed just how soft they were before she pulled back. "No, thank you. Maybe you could even teach me a thing or 2 Professor." A light chuckle escaped, how long it had been since I'd laughed Since I'd even smiled. It felt really good to have this simple pleasure and I sincerely hoped that she wouldn't be wrenched from my life as everything else I cared for had been. My stomach growled suddenly and Samantha giggled. I honestly hadn't realized how hungry I was until now but I was starving. It's been a while since I'd had a decent meal. Most days I didn't feel like eating and I certainly wouldn't miss going hungry. "Here, and don't worry about cost, I own this place so any guests I bring eat free." One of the menus that had found place between was pushed toward me and I picked it up, scanning over it. "What do you recommend? I'm right in assuming you eat gets often?" She smiled, holding up the wine bottle to top off my glad when I nodded. "The filet mignon is amazing when paired with lobster and cheddar mash potatoes. That's what I always get when I'm down." Her own menu was held near her nose as she looked at me it. There was an excitement in her eyes that I wasn't quite sure what to make of. It wasn't the same arousal as before, even though she made no attempt to hide the fact she liked what she saw. This was more relieved anticipation, and I reasoned that she was probably as eager to use me to escape her pain as I was her. "That sounds as good as anything I've seen on here. So I'm assuming that you don't live around here." A curt nod was my answer as she tipped up her glass and took a long draw. "You'd be correct. I live in America, in the lower end of Virginia. I've never been to England, I thought about visiting once but never really got around to it. This is the best vacation spot I've found yet. I really love this place. Miss my kitties though, but I planned to head back tomorrow. Unless you'd like to stay a while?" The door opening cut of my answer and my company said to hug the new girl. "You found yourself a friend I see." She said, nodding toward me and Samantha smiled brightly. "Yeah, he chased away some creep that didn't know the meaning of no." The other girl looked quite shocked. "He tried to force himself on you?! Are you OK?!" Sam nodded putting a hand the other girls shoulder when she began working herself up. "Its OK, I'm fine. It was just some guy that got a bit too much to drink in him and lost his senses. Besides, Severus sent him packing before he could do anything. It wasn't a big deal, and certainly not anything that you need to get upset over." The older looking woman blew out a sigh, forcing herself to calm down as she pulled out a pad of paper. "I'm glad you're OK! The nerve of some men! At least some still have decency left in them, thanks for looking after her." She said laying a hand over mine and I nodded. "I merely happened to be in the right place. I believe we're both having the same thing. Filet mignon, lobster, and cheddar mash potatoes. Steak medium." She sighed, bobbing her head as she wrote down my order. "Don't worry Sam, I know you like your rare. I'm sorry it took so long, we're pretty busy tonight." My dinner date shrugged, reclaiming her seat once more. "I know, don't worry about it. And could you please get Jesus to make us tiramisu with marshmallow on top?" Our waitress hurried away after writing down our order, closing the door softly behind her. "I am ready to leave at any time you are. I've done far too much bouncing around and it will be nice to settle into one place for a while." Samantha smiled, setting her chin in her palm as she watched me. "Something on your mind?" A smirk tugged up her lips. "Just enjoying your unique aura. It's very strong. I've never encountered anyone with the same heavy presence as you. It helps to ease my distress, so far only Sunshine had been able to do that for me. You'd make a good medium." I raised a brow at her, watching the wine glass turn in her fingers before she downed its contents. "I could use you to shield my mind from the emotional backlash I get around others." Her abilities were quite strange and powerful but had almost instantly become too my liking. "Then it would seem that we could help each other. It has been quite some time since I've been able to feel as though I do now and I'm not anxious to return to the depression you pushed from my mind. I'm certain you feel the same." She inclined her head, bright eyes tracking me intently for several moments as the a haze settled over then. No doubt she was beginning to feel the effects of our shared bottle of wine. "You're looking rather tipsy." A sly grin tugged up her lips. "That's OK. I'm certain you'll protect me from anyone that might take advantage of it." Knuckles fell to the table and I blew out a sigh. "You have a lot of faith for only just meeting me 20 minutes ago." A single finger reached as far as it could across the table and I pushed my hands forward until she could touch it. The soft pad of her pointer finger brushed against my knuckles. "I'm good at feeling people out, and I'm quite certain that I can trust you. However, if that trust would happened to be miss placed, at least have the decency to make sure I'm wet and awake. I do so enjoy feeling helpless while I'm being fucked." The boldness of the statement threw me. "I don't need your judgemental looks Severus. I say what I mean, I don't have the time, energy, or desire to play games. I'll tell you exactly what I'm thinking. That's the reason I like older men because like it or not your sex takes longer to mature mentally. Because of my ability to take in the thoughts and feelings other it gave a much better perspective of those around me and helped me mature very quickly. It's rare to find someone else that will be as honest with me as I am with them." The finger petting my knuckle pecked lightly a few times as her eyes followed its path. A small laugh escaped and I upturned my hands under her's, creating the trailing finger. "Your transparency will be appreciated and, if we have sex, be sure your awake. It won't be tonight though, you're already drunk and I won't be accused of taking libraries with you." Her lips plucked into a smirk as she snorted a laugh. "I appreciate it. I prefer to get to know my bed mates before having sex, I may not be shy, and I do enjoy sex. But I don't roll over for just anyone." Her skin, however little if it I had access to felt good under mine. Just having another close felt good. I'd had a few one night stands since leaving hogwarts and they had helped to relieve some tension but it was contact I craved even more than sex as Madame as it sounded. "You're so warm. Are you sick?" The sudden speech surprised me and I pulled my attention from where I was spacing out. "No. I usually run slightly warmer than others." A thoughtful look crossed her face before her hand slid fully into mine, entwining our fingers. "Feels nice. You should come to my room tonight. Not for sex, I just don't feel like being alone. I like how you make me feel." I hummed, eyes traveling up her fingers, than hand and arm before finally catching her's. "I enjoy what you keep me from feeling. It has been quite some time since I've been able to escape from that pain and I'm very greatfull to you for helping." She smiled, squeezing my hand. "I'm quite glad I stuck around, truthfully I felt I owed you for helping me even if I could have handled it. It wasn't anywhere in my intention to be spending the night with you until just a few minutes ago. It takes a toll you know. Taking on the burden of others. I expected to down as much of this bottle as I could before staggering to my room to work through the backlash. It was only a pleasant surprise that I found you were able to purge your stolen pain from my own mind." I hadn't realized she'd be completely taking on all of my pain on top of her own. "I must say, I don't recall being put ahead of someone else." A small frown crossed her face as she smoothed the pad of her thumb over my rough knuckles. "I'm sorry. I hope to turn your luck around."

The soft squeak of the floor sounded just a second before our food was spread out in front of us. My stomach grumbled loudly and Samantha covered her giggle. My plate no sooner hit the table then I had already cut into the steak and was chewing quickly. It was honestly amazing even if I couldn't be sure I'd the food was really that good or if I was just that hungry. After all I hadn't eaten in the last days, hadn't been hungry. It was a relief to be able to eat now and hopefully I could continue to do such. "You're going to choke if you don't slow down. I promise no one will take it from you. Sara could you please have another plate brought up? And put a rush on it please." Another bite disappeared and I realized that I had nearly my steak gone already. "You haven't eaten in a while..." I swallowed thickly and gulped down nearly the whole the pile of potatoes before returning to my steak that was finished in just 3 bites. My plate slid away before I could start on the lobster tail and I shot Samantha a surprised look as it was dumped onto her plate. It slid across into my place though and she nodded to my befuddled look. "Eat. You're clearly in more need than me and mine will be up shortly." I hesitated for a moment until she scuffed up some potatoes and nudged them against my lips. The shock of being feed colored my cheeks with embarrassment even though I took the offered bite and began eating, more slowly this time. "Thank you." She smiled, stealing a bit of potatoes for herself as she watched me eat. The door opened once more and her plate was set down. "Do you think you'll need more?" A quick glance over was given to my nearly empty plate before swallowing my mouth empty. "Another severing of potatoes please." Sara nodded quickly, taking the empty plate from the table before hurrying away. "This food is the best I've had in quite sometime. Thank you." Samantha nodded, lips tugging up around her fork as her cheeks puffed out slightly. "Looks like you're rather hungry as well." Her head bobbed once more, emptying her mouth before answering. "I skipped breakfast and was so busy running around I forgot to eat. Glad though because I wouldn't have met you other wise." The fork she was eating from was pointed at me for only a moment before being filled with food once more. "Yes, that would have been a pity. I'm very much enjoying your company." The lobster tail was halfed twice with nearly no resistance and I popped one piece into my mouth where it all but melted against my tongue. It was absolutely divine and I made note to come back here often. "There's another just in town where I live. The food is even better there, we don't tell Jesus that though." I chuckled, taking immense pleasure in just that simple action. "Of course. I'm curious about what you said earlier, regarding your views on sex. What is it you're looking for in the long term out of this? I'll be honest, I'm not looking for a relationship and I that isn't likely to change." Samantha smiled around her fork, inclining her head. "Nor am I. Truth be told I haven't been in a real relationship, I've had sex, and there's was one bit in school that I had a crush on for a few months but I've never been in love. Currently I have a good friend that spends the the night most days and we enjoy each others bodies, but that's about the extant of it. Besides him the only other person I've willingly had sex with is Vincent Gincer. We went to school and were very close, he still stops by from time to time but not so often and understandably so since his girlfriend knows we used to fuck around like animals. Now, it's too early for me to start that with you, but if you stick around I would very much like to see what you're like in bed. They'll will a couple months for me to get to know you though. Once we would start that, if you were interested. I will expect you to tell me if you find a girlfriend. I don't want to be the one that you're stepping out on her for. You can have sex with anyone else you like you, I don't care, but use discretion. If you're fucking the prostitute on the street corner don't expect to come back and have me as well. That's how you get those nasty diseases. Now, I should tell you that I'm normally a very touchy feely person and just because I'm cuddled up against you or touching, doesn't mean I want sex. I enjoy being close and having that skin on skin contact. I get lonely and it feels good just to have another body next to me. If and when I'm ready to have sex with you, I'll let you know." For a long moment I regarded her until my second order of cheddar mash potatoes arrived. "I must say, it's nice to have woman that says what she means. I've had a few other partners, none of which I paid for their time nor do I plan to. I don't care to discuss former relationships, with you or anyone else, and I enjoy having another close just as much as you do. I think most woman tend to down play the feelings of men because you think we only want sex." She giggled, wiping her mouth and I arched a brow at her. "Because most men do, of course, most men haven't been through the shit you have. I'm not down playing your feelings Severus, I'm only telling you to avoid any undo confusion. It will be nice to have someone that enjoys being close. Tom, as sweet as he is, isn't much of a cuddler. He tries, give him that, but I can't hardly sit in his lap for 15 before he's all huffy and squirming around. But I guess I can't say it doesn't get to me either, I can just manage my horniness better." The last bite of lobster vanished into my mouth and I nodded toward her. "It will be nice to spend time with someone for longer than just a night. I'm quite glad I chased away your harrasser. I certainly hadn't expected anything like those when I stepped in. Of course, I had thought you were a child." She smiled but winked when as our deserts arrived. "Hey Sara, go tell Jesus I said he burnt our marshmallows." The older, or at least appeared to be shook her head. "You 2 are like children always tormenting each other." Samantha laughed, plucking up a lightly toasted gob of cream onto her finger to lick at. "I appropriate that you wanted to help me Severus, I'm not a little girl though, even if you are old enough to be my dad. I guess probably being a former Professor you still feel quite protective over kids you see in danger. Some wouldn't have bothered." Mischief sparkled in her eyes before the spoon she was eating with was flung at me and a marshmallow bounced off my lip, falling into my local as she giggled. "You were supposed to catch it." A mild glare that was more for show than actually feeling annoyed over her throwing food crossed my face and I scuffed up some chocolate mousse to bop onto the end of her nose. She went cross eyed trying to see it and I laughed at the face she made. It was rare that I played around anymore and it honestly felt really good. A napkin quickly wiped away the small spot of chocolate when she pouted before I removed the marshmallow from my trousers before I could adhere to the fabric. "You make really good company once you relax Severus. I'm glad I came here with you." Her spoon was poked in my direction and I inclined my head just before Sara came back. "He said they're not burnt and you wouldn't know a good deserted if it hit you in face. Also if you have complains you should come down there and make your own." Samantha scolfed, fingers drumming lightly against the table. "Tell him I'll be down in 15 and to mind his eyebrows." Sara shook her head and sighed. "Honestly the way you act I'd swear you were brought and sister if I didn't know you. You know he's going come up here." A gob of toasted desert disappeared into Samantha's mouth before our waitress left yet again. "5 bucks says he'll be here in the next 30 second." She said, pouring herself another glass of wine before offering it to me. "Thank you." I took it, only filling my own to about half before recorking it. "Do you torment all your friends like that is it only this one in particular?" The glass paused against her lips where she'd been trying to take a sip before actually doing so. "Depends. If I pick on you, you can be pretty I like you. Some people don't like banter though so I try to keep it to a minimum. I very much enjoy when my friends play back though. I'm not easily insulted and am usually very thick skinned. Not everyone is though so if I do or say something that you really don't like let me know." I nodded my agreement just before the door swung open and a very annoyed man stomped in ranting in Spanish. His finger stabbed angrily just a few inches from my dates face and she wasn't even trying to hide her amusement. A few seconds silence passed between them before she smirked. "I don't know, they still look a little crispy to me." The towel on his shoulder was cracked against her fingers and she burst out laughing as he glared. "Oh come on! It was a joke! Jesus! I love you!" His middle finger flipped up behind him as he stomped away again and I arched a brow at her. "Are you going to explain what that was about?" Samantha grinned wide, still trying to calm her laugh. "Last time I was up he was making the same desert for me but was near the stove that he accidentally bumped on. When he lite the torch to toast the marshmallow the gas ignited and burnt off his eyebrows. Singed his hair quite badly too. He told me I wasn't funny, and that he could have died. It had taken him weeks to grow his eyebrows back in. He also said being in a fire would an improvement for my hair." Her wine found its way to her like once more and she took it much slower than the last 2 glasses. "Well, for what it's worth I think that you're very beautiful and I quite like your hair." The amusement softened some, offering a sweet smile, as she reached over to hold my hand once more. "Aww, thanks Severus. You're not so bad to on at yourself you know. Have you gotten enough to eat?" My eyes flicked down, scanning over the 2 empty plates and bowl before downing the last bite of mousse and nodding. "Yes, it was quite delicious. Thank you again. I trust you're ready to turn in for the night?" Her spoon scraped softly against the bottom of the shallow cup before vanishing into her mouth even though it held to nothing. "You can get another, I'm not in a rush, I merely asked." She shook her head, pulling a 50 dollar bill from her wallet to leave on the tables as she stood. "I'm full, it just taste so good I have trouble stopping. Come on. It'll be nice having company." That it would...

Samantha stumbled as she stood from her seat and caught herself against the wall, but only just. Clearly she'd over done it. I sighed, stepping around the table to pick her up seeing as there as her odds of making it down the steps unscathed were diminutive at best. She squeaked sharply, arms quickly wrapping around my neck as she looked at me wide eyed. "I won't drop you, now relax. You're pulling my hair." Her death grip loosened almost instantly but she still looked quite unsure. A small glare was cast down at her but the worry I saw in her eyes cooled my annoyance quickly. "I don't guess you're going to tell me just why you're so scared I'm going to drop you." Fingers tightened into my shirt and scared blue eyes flickered around mine. Their color had changed I realized. Earlier they had been much more green and darker, when she was happily chattering away. Now they were a pale blue. "I would not hurt you. It's alright." She swallowed thickly and while I had ignored her earlier statements of asking to ensure her readiness, and the only other one she'd willing had sex with with I couldn't ignore the fear I saw in her eyes. "Samantha... Has someone taken advantage of you before?" Pale eyes fluttered wider and I knew I'd guessed correctly. "Damn it! Easy now. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you." A shaky breath was sucked in and she leaned against me instead of trying to escape. "Severus. I know you wouldn't really do that, but right now, being drunk my mind is running away with me and I need you to promise me that if you did, you wouldn't hurt me durning it. Sex doesn't bother me and if you really wanted it that badly I wouldn't try and stop you. I just don't want to be hurt like that again. Please promise me you'll ensure I'm not in pain..." My fingers tightened against her arm and I kept just enough restraint to prevent my grip from becoming painful. Just the fact she would beg for something like that of me made me angrier than I had been a long time and it took several deep breaths to come anywhere even close to calm. "Samantha. I promise that I will make sure that you're ready before I penetrate you. I will not cause you any pain." She nodded quickly, pale eyes dancing with a sheen of tears and I pulled her flush into me so I didn't have to see them. "Thank you Severus..." Small fingers gripped at my chest and I finally forced myself away from the room. "Where are you staying?" Warm breaths tickled my chest the light fabric of my shirt before says muttered something I couldn't understand. "Speak up please." "The midnight sun. It's right beside this, they're joined..." Her weight shifted against me so she could sit up and look around, pointing out the doors when I stepped from the restaurant. "Here, it's the very top, room 350." A key card was held out as I boarded the elevator and robe clear to the top. "All the way down..." I glanced down at her, but she wasn't looking at me. The slight tremble of her muscles gave voice to her nerves though and I didn't like it. Hopefully once I had her alone for a few minutes and she saw that her fretting was for nothing she'd calm down. The door opened smoothly and her jittering grew much worse as I made my way over to sit her on the bed. My weight made it sag as I dropped next to her and for a long time neither of us said anything. Fingers nudged mine suddenly and I upturned them from my knee to hold her hand. A long sigh whoshed from her and she wrapped my arm around here shoulders. "I'm sorry Severus. I don't usually make a habit of getting drunk around people I just met. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I just.- I knew you wouldn't really take advantage, the alcohol just muddleds my thoughts. I'm sorry that you had to see that... I've never told anyone... Not even my father knows what he did to me..." Slate gray eyes darted away from me and I wondered if perhaps she was Metamorphmagus. It was a fairly rare gift but the only one I could think of that could manifest such a change at will. "If you wish it so I will not tell anyone if your secret. I am sorry that it happened. Given the circumstances, maybe you'd rather I slept in the chair?" She shook her head quickly. "No, not unless it's going to bother you sleeping in the same bed as me. In such case I'll take the chair, I fell in love with it the first time I came here and bought one of my own soon as I got home. That's where I sleep when I come here, right curled a ball in the center of those pillows. If I weren't so tiny probably wouldn't be able to rest well, but my small frame allows me to sleep places most people would find quite uncomfortable. Fair warning, I usually sleep in just boxer shorts. I know they're for guys but they're really quite comfortable." I nodded, watching her pluck way the edge of her sundress until it frayed. "Fair warning, if you're sleeping without a shirt I want no fuss if I accidentally grab your breast while I'm sleeping." A small smirk tugged at her lips and green began edging back into her eyes. "Yeah, you'll be there pretending to snore while you feel me up." Her head leaned back, making rather irritating snoring noises as she palmed her right breast until the nipple harder under the obnoxious yellow fabric. A slight blush colored her face and I couldn't help but laugh. "That didn't work out how you planned did it? Now your tits are cockeyed." She glared down at then until I gently pinched her other nipple, rubbing softly until it hardened to match its twin. Dark green eyes meet mine, fluttering slightly wider was I leaned in to breath in her ear. "I have evened you up..." A thick swallow was gulped down and I could see just how flustered she was when I pulled back. For several moments she stammered before slapping my chest lightly. "That isn't funny! Now you have gotten me all worked up!" I smirked, leaning back to watch her. "Well, I'm still a man and you've made it quite clear you're not shy. I would never force you into anything but when you so willingly flaunt them around like that I feel compelled take the offer." Her eyes narrowed even though there was no real anger in them, just a deep burning lust and she stabbed a finger at me. "Don't think you'll get me so easy. I'm going to alleviate myself, and I suggest you do the same." Her foot stamped at the floor when she stood in a gesture I was certain she believed too be far more intimidating than it really was. "Very well, though if you were inclined we could both use the bathroom. And you could put down your phone, that you're undoubtedly going to be using for visual stimulation and, watch me?" I arched a brow at her and she seemed really taken back before slowly nodding her agreement. "Honestly that's something I've never done. Just watched, could prove interesting though. You could tell me what to do." My weight lifted from the bed, offering her my hands when her legs wobbled. "Yes, this will be new for me as well."

The water heated quickly, filling the room with steam as I slipped out of my clothes. Eyes skittered over me and I flicked a glance at Samantha, finding her watching me intently. "Like what you see?" A smirk played with her lips before the bright dress was lifted over her head revealing smooth taught flesh toned with ever so soft ridges of muscle. Her breast bounced lightly as the fabric caught them I cupped one, rolling the hardened peak between my fingers as she mewed into the attention for just a moment before she pulled away. A hiss escaped between her clenched teeth as her stomach jumped with desire. "I'll help you into the tub." I caught her hips, lifting her carefully over the edge to sit on the ledge in back. "Thank you. So, what would you like me to do?" Her skin was so soft and I smoothed my hands over her legs, carefully pulling them apart. "Use your fingers inside yourself." A light blush covered her face but she did as asked anyhow, keeping my eyes as 2 slid into her. They slid in and out slowly, spreading her folds and I groaned quietly. Her gaze flickered to my cock as I wrapped my fingers around it, watching hungrily. A whimper escaped as her knuckles became flush with her flesh, reaching just as far as she could into herself. It didn't seem to be giving her much though and I trailed my fingers to her's. "May I help you?" My thumb circled her clit and after a moment her fingers cleared space for mine. "You look like you're struggling." A sharp breath was sucked in, stomach quivering in anticipation as I sank into her. The silken channel swallowed up my fingers and I quickly found her G-spot, rubbing firmly against it. Samantha gasped, eyes fluttering wider as she bucked onto my fingers. "That's feels really good! I can't ever find that damn spot!" I chuckled, circling against the inner most part of her G-spot making her eyes screw tightly shut. "Please!" Muscles tightened around me, trying to drag my fingers deeper into her as she squirmed and ground down onto my hand. Air hissed from between her pursed lips and I pumped my hand quicker around myself. Watching her squirm for me could quickly become my favorite past time. The tight channel holding my digits rippled around them and she keened loudly, rocking firmly onto me. I groaned, feeling the knot of pleasure begin winding taught in my groin. Dark eyes found mind once more and she moaned louder, making my cock throb hotly against my fingers. She sounded so sweet and my jaw tightened, grunting as I picked up my pace. "Severus! Please!!" Fingers caught my wrist, both trying to pull me closer and push me back at the same time. "S-Stop!" Her chest hitched on harsh pants and she sobbed as I did, looking for ask the world like it was the last thing she had wanted. "What's wrong?" She whimpered loudly. "I think I almost pissed myself..." I raised a brow at her before snorting a laugh. "Then I'm to assume you've never ejaculated before. You aren't too urinate,when women cum the fluid fills into your bladder while you're being stimulated and is then expelled. It is not urine, though the feeling leaning up to it will feel much like the same. Would you like me to continue?" A bit of uncertainty edged behind her eyes tinging the centers blue. "You're sure it normal? It's honestly pretty embarrassing to think I might pee on you." I leaned forward some catching her wandering eyes once more. "You've just used the toilet. You aren't going pee on on me, what is going to happen isn't the same as urinating and you have no reason to be embarrassed." A sharp breath was blown out and she finally nodded. "This being the first time it'll be even more intense if you've never done this before. I'd very much like to taste you." Lust darkened her eyes once more, widening them and I lifted her onto her knees on the ledge. "Down a bit." I tugged her hip lightly, settling her so her butt was hovering just above her feet. Knees splayed widely apart and I nuzzled into her soft curls, lightly flicking her clit with my tongue. Fingers slid into my hair, pressing her his more firmly at me so I would take the small bud into my mouth, sucking firmly as I rolled it with my tongue. "Severus!" Her hold tightened and I chuckled, picking up where I left off on us both now that she was settled. Shuddering breaths sounded above me and one hand left my hands to palm her breast. My eyes lingered on her, watching each trying quiver that ran her from the pleasure I all to willingly doled out. Hey mouth fell open and she muffled her keen with the back of her hand. It never got old watching my partners lose themselves for me. It was an intoxicating sort of power that I couldn't get enough of. "Severus please!!" She begged loudly and I groaned against her folds, lavishing her with attention as she shuddered over me. "I- I'm going! Ah!! Please!!" Her scream echoed through the bathroom and both her hands fell to he shoulders as as bucked roughly against my face. The hot gush of fluid that washed from her into my mouth carried quite a unique taste that I quickly found to my liking. My fingers with drew from her, being replaced by my mouth so I could catch as much of my new favor treat was possible. Above me Sam slump fully against me, muscles tensing seemingly beyond her control as she sobbed out the remains of her pleasure until I finally had my fill and pulled back. Dark green eyes caught mine, fingers trailing down my chest until they stilled mine just before I reached my own end. I groaned as she sat hands and knees on the ledge once more. "What are you doing?" She smirked, small fingers curling around me and hissed. "Grab me by the hair and fuck my face!" The suddenness of her demand threw me and I just looked at her. "E-excuse me?" An annoyed look crossed her face but faded as I did as she'd asked. "I can take it. Please." How could I say no to that? This woman was a dream and I honestly feared that I may actually be sleeping, but I reasoned, if I was, I didn't want to wake up. My fingers tangled in her hair, dragging her face flush with my cock as her eyes stayed on me. "Don't take it easy on me. I love feeling someone thrust into my throat!" My head lolled back and I bucked my hips forward, pushing passed her lips into her soft moist mouth. She moaned around me and fingers my tightened, pushing her face forward until my head penetrated passed her mouth and into her tight esophagus. It no doubt blocked any air from passing but the lust in her eyes told me she was quite enjoying herself. My hips rolled sharply against her face, driving me to the hilt into her. Fingers quivered against my leg, reaching up to play with my sac was I grunted. I was so close already and I pulled back, allowing her a few short gasps of air before plunging back in. The hair in my hand quickly became a handle as I had her head steady, so I could slid fully down her throat with each thrust. I'd never had anyone ask for this before and I was going to make the most of my time with her. The tight knot of pleasure coiled in my stomach but I forced myself to stop, pulled away just enough she could breath as let myself back away from the edge. "Severus...!" She whined, around my cock, no small feat considering how full her mouth was. Dark green eyes begged me wordlessly and I took the moment to gather her hair up so it I could see her completely. "You look amazing like this! On your knees begging to be filled! I do so hope to make this a habit!" Eagerness edged into her features before I finally slid back into her tight throat, thrusting roughly just as she commanded. Her tongue licked and stroked all over the under side of my cock and I grunted loudly, toes curling against the textured tub as I neared release yet again. This time I wouldn't stop though. My jaw clenched tightly, air hissing from between my teeth as I picked my pace. It felt amazing! The first wave took me off guard and my arm landed heavily behind her, keeping me from falling as I bucked frantically into her eager willing mouth. "Ah!" Samantha swallowed thickly around me, meeting each thrust with a bob of her head and my eyes screwed shut as I finally held her face against my groin. My cock flexed sharply, shooting my seed down her throat to be eagerly swallowed. A long groan echoed from me and I tensed against her lips with each spurt until I was finally finished. I pulled back and she gasped for air, fingers instantly going to rubbing at her clit. "Severus please!!" Her hand was knocked away and I ravished that little spot she had such a hard time finding. Only a few firm rubs were all it took and she screamed, back arching inward and had I not been holding her up she would have fallen. Tears streaked down her face and I managed a smirk through my harsh pants as I watched how lost she had become for me. Her walls clamped down tightly on me but I kept rubbing, driving her voice higher until she came again just a few seconds later. Her entire body went lax, in stark contrast to the tenseness she had just held and I just caught her as she melted against the shower stall. For several minutes silence stretched between us as I lifted her into my arms to wash away her mess since she was to weak to do so herself at the moment. "Fucking hell. I'm now sure of 2 things. There is a god and you're him..." A joyful laugh escaped and for a second I didn't realize it was me, I couldn't even remember laughing as I was now and it sounded quite odd to my ears. "Put her down!!" My eyes snapped toward the door way, seeing a very shaking looking man pointing a gun at me. "I said put her down!!" Sam groaned, managing to lift her head before it flopped limply back down. "Fuck, guess I got a little loud. Sorry about that. I'll stop disturbing the peace now, I'm not being murdered or anything. Just having a really good night!" The man looked taken back and clearly still worried. "You're certain that you aren't in need of help? I have a gun, he can't hurt you." She huffed, using what little strength she had left to look at him. "I'm sure Pedro. Other than five it just how much Tom has been slacking. Apparently I need trade up. Go on, I'm alright, I promise." Our intruder heaved a sigh, tucking away his weapon before hurrying away. "Well, I see your fairly well watched here." Her head lolled back so she could look at me. "You did make me scream pretty loud and I'm not usually nearly so vocal durning sex. That was really amazing Severus... How was you talked me into this again?" I chuckled, finishing scrubbing her up before washing the mix of saliva and cum from my self so I could dry us both. A low hiss made me jump and I glanced down to see a large bright yellow and white snake. It's tongue flicked toward me and I flinched away, the memory of Nagini still to fresh in my mind even after this long. Samantha hissed back at it and I very nearly dropped her from the shock. The snake stood up, body sliding over the tubs edge but Samantha picked up on my nervousness and blew out a sigh. "She won't hurt you, she's really very sweet." Another string of parselmouth stretched between them before the snake flopped to the floor and slithered away much to my relief. "Sorry. She's just friendly, but I understand. Some people just don't like snakes." The big fluffy towel was pulled from the real and I began patting her dry...

Samantha wiggled over as I sat her on the bed, letting me settle into it as well before she was cuddled up against my side. "You're still hard." Slim fingers trailed down my stomach, making it jump into her touch. I sucked in a breath as they tickled through the small path of hair leading to my groin. "It normally takes me several orgasms to find relief." She giggled softly, pulling my pillows out from under my head and I arched a brow at her as she began piling them the side of the bed. "I could go again. I'm usually fairly demeaning as well, especially durning my period, which just ended. The neediness lingers a few days after though." Her back flopped onto the mound of stolen pillows and she looked at me expectantly. "What is it you're wanting?" I asked, fingers sliding over the smooth flesh of her middle. Goosebumps prickled up her skin where I had touched and her chest hitched on a gasp when I found an extra sensitive spot. "I want you to bury yourself balls deep down my throat, Severus. It's much easier in this position if you're standing above me. It'll make it easier on you to reach me as well." A low groan of anticipation escaped as I stood to round the bed. "I love hearing you make those noises. Makes me really hot to know you're about to blow your load down my throat." My hands found their way into her hair, petting lightly through it as her tongue darted out to lick the flared head. "Anything else you'd like me to do? I'm not used to having someone demand this." Disheveled green eyes upturned toward me. "I like to feel like you're in control of me, but while I enjoy the semi rough treatment of being fucked at your liesure, I don't enjoy being degraded or slapped around. I want to be controlled, but I don't want to be hurt, emotionally or other wise. Biting is a bit of a gray area for me. It's very arousing but if it's done too hard too soon it kills the mood." Soft lips pecked a few kisses along the underside of my cock and I hissed, leaning forward until it slid just inside her mouth. "Do you enjoy roll play?" She nodded, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked on me. My cock broke up my vision of her face but her light petting of my legs let me know she was enjoying this. "So do you like to feel forced into sex, or is it only submission you're after?" A thoughtful look crossed her face before she pulled back from circling the head of my cock with her tongue. "I'll admit, the thought of being held down and forced under your control very much arouses me, Severus. Just being taken how ever you see fit, being completely at your mercy..." The edges of her eyes darkened to black and I sucked in a sharp breath, just seeing how excited she became at the mere idea made my cock jump against her lips. The handful of soft hair was held tighter and I leaned down, nuzzling between her breasts. Slowly making my way to her eat to nip at, getting a sweet gasp. "Pick a safe word..." Dark eyes fluttered widely and I growled against the soft flesh of her neck. "Don't make me tell you again!" "Skittles!" She blurted, and I rewarded her with a few soft kisses to her teeth reddened skin. "Good girl. How very unfortunate you are to have left yourself in such a vulnerable position. Don't you know it's dangerous for such a small thing like you to walk alone?" Her throat tightened on a thick swallow, hollowing in the center and I dipped my tongue into it making her struggle to get away. Both her hands were caught and I pushed then firmly down into the bedding. "Don't make me hurt you. You just settle down now and let me do as I wish, or I'll make things much less pleasant." A strangled whimper escaped as I went back to playing with that little spot on her side. Just above her navel and to the left. She squirmed, toes curling into the bed and I chuckled low. "Please don't! I- I have money!" Her hands were yanked at but I held them firmly down as her middle arched off the bed. "I don't want your money. I want you. And I will take you." Taught flesh jumped under my touch as I ran my fingers over her stomach, stopping just above her entrance as she struggled under me. "Please not there! I'll do anything, Severus!" I growled, grabbing her cheeks so my hand completely covered her mouth. "You don't get a say what I do to you. You'll take what ever I decided to dish out. Since you like opening your mouth so much I think I shall put it to better use. Suck me off." Her jaw tightened, locking shut as I pushed my cock against her sealed lips. "No? Perhaps then I'll just take that tight little pussy of yours. Would that be your preference?" She shook her head rapidly and I grabbed her throat firmly keeping careful tab on the color of her eyes since they projected her emotions. "No please Professor! I won't tell anyone if you let me go! I swear! Please don't make me do this! If- if you do I'll tell everyone!" I had to hand it to her, she was quite good at this game and even though I'd started it, it was clear she knew just how to lead it in her direction. A low chuckle was breathed against her neck before I grabbed some of her tender flesh with my teeth. A small scream tickled my ears and my cock twitched in anticipation of being back inside her throat. "You'll tell? What a silly girl you are. Just who do you think they'll believe? A highly respected Professor that has taught for almost a decade longer than you've been alive. Or a young girl that's been in trouble since you began here? Poor poor miss Hawthorn, you're all alone, and no one will ever believe you over me. You're completely mine so you may was well get used to that." A shuddering breath puffed up her chest, bouncing her breast with it and I caught one. Rolling the hardened peak as she squirmed under me. "Open your mouth. No one is coming to help you and if you do not comply willingly, I'll have choice but to use force." A tear trickled down her face, being sucked up by her hair line and for a moment I thought I have miss read her. "Perhaps some Skittles would make you more compliment?" She shook her head side to side and I smoothed my thumb along her temple, lightening up my pressure some in order to gauge her reaction. She needed me to do something and I wasn't quite sure what. Perhaps I'd been pushing a bit to hard. "I don't want to have to get rough with you. All you have to do is obey and I'll make sure you enjoy it too. Now be a good girl and open your mouth." For a long moment she just looked at me before finally unlocking her jaw. "Please Professor Snape, you're so big! I don't think I take it!" I hummed, nudging forward until I was sitting against her lips. "I'm sure you'll do your best. Take me into your mouth." Another tear slipped free and I brushed it away. "Now there is no need for that. So long as you do as I say I'll not hurt you. There you go, Hummm..." Soft warm lips enveloped me and I stepped forward, holding onto her throat as I slid completely in until her nose became flush with my balls. A sharp hiss of air escaped from between my clenched teeth and I rolled my hips firmly against her face. The taught flesh of her throat bowed outward around my cock and I watched in wrapped attention as it slid smoothly in and out. Slim fingers pushed me back after several thrust and I cleared her throat so she could breath. When I saw her eyes again they were very nearly black and I took great pleasure in being able to excite her to this extant. "Professor please! Don't make me do it again!" Her lips quivered with need and I pushed her back down, sliding fully back in even as she moaned around me. My hand squeezed her throat tightly and I groaned as she swallowed around me. "You feel so good around me like this! I'll have to bring you in for detention more often! Swallow me!" My sac became flush with her nose and I bucked against her all to willing mouth. Harsh pants escaped from me and I neared the edge yet again, pulling back at the last second when she pushed me. Her chest heaved on a deep draw of air and pulled I her frantically back toward me, putting just the head into her mouth. It felt amazing to be right on the edge as I was and after a few seconds of granted air I filled her once more, thrusting roughly as I groaned long and low just like she enjoyed. My ball slapped firmly against her face and she cried out as I attacked her inner most bundled of nerves. Her cock muffled scream echoed around the space and she arched off the bed, begging for more until I had 3 fingers buried to the knuckles stroking her G-spot. Her release gushed over our bedding and I lost myself watching her. "Ah!!" Fingers tightened around her neck and I thrust frantically into her as she screamed around me. Her hand clawed at my hips, yanking herself closer so she could bob her head into each heavy buck. Thick strings of drool trickled around my cock and I forced her face onto me until I had her head pressed back into the bedding. "Ah! Hummm!!" Several long grunts followed as I emptied myself down her esophagus. Samantha swallowed thickly around me, eagerly taking everything I gave her and I slumped to my knees as my orgasm finally faded, popping my cock free from her lips. She gasped loudly, rolling over to clear her throat of what cum she couldn't swallow. It trickled from the sides of her mouth and I caught her head, tugging until it was tucked into my shoulder as I kissed her hair. "I have no idea who taught you that but they will be getting a thank you card!..." She let out a shaky laugh, but it ended on a cough that brought up a thick glob of my cum. The stand next to me had a tissue box and I snatched it, quickly cleaning away the mess from her face as she trembled against me. "I taught myself... I love your punishment Professor." She teased and I chuckled, petting her hair as we both came back down...

Samantha POV: I groaned, waking to far too bright light pouring in through the sliding glass door. My memory was still rather hazy but it was slowly coming back. Hands ran over my sides and I glanced up to see Severus watching me intently. The thin silken blanket covering us slid smoothly against my skin as I sat up to look at him. "Damn..." My voice cracked hoarsely from the abuse I'd taken the night prior. "Take this." He commanded, holding out a small white pill and glass of water he'd busy plucked from the side table. "What is it?" My voice sounded very raspy and I groaned, taking a long drink to moisten it. "Aspirin." A small glare was cast his way before I blew out a sigh and took the pill. "I really shouldn't have had that much to drink. 3 glasses of wine and I wake up to find I was deep throating a complete stranger." Fingers tangled lightly in my hair, petting softly and despite my annoyance over easily I'd given myself over to him in my drunken stupor it still managed to relax me. "My appologies. You did progress to that though, granted I didn't dissuade you but I was quite eager for what you offered." I sighed, slumping forward to lean fully into him. "Calm down. I'm not blaming you Severus. It wasn't my intention to take things that far but I knew well enough there was a chance I would end up fucking you because I was drunk. I decided to being you back anyhow though and it's not that big a deal. I'm just not used to rolling so easy and I've never hooked up with a stranger after one night." He hummed lightly, fingers falling to smooth circles over my back and I glanced up to meet his eyes. "If it makes you feel better, things didn't process past oral pleasure so it was more an intense foreplay session than actual sex." My lips parted just slightly watching him through cut eyes. "Ha!... That actually does not make me feel any better because your dick was here in my throat, and I'm pretty sure I swallowed about a pint of your cum. So no. I'm not feeling particularly placated by the fact that it wasn't really sex." I said, air quoting the words. "You're lucky you're cute." A smirk tugged at his lips and he did his best to hide it but failed when I batted at his chest. "I am sorry that I've upset you." My hair was brushed back away from my face and he kissed the side of my head firmly making me sigh. "I'm not upset at you, and I'm not angry or going to fly into a fit and start blaming you for rape or anything like that. If things had been reversed I'd have done the same thing. You can bet your ass that had you been the drunk one and offered me oral I'd have rode your face just as long as you let me. I'm just annoyed at myself for having so little control." Dark chocolate brown eyes watched me intently and I blew out a breath, leaning into his attention. "You are quite strange, I'm very glad that you're too upset. I understand that you hadn't expected to go as far as you had, truthfully neither had I. We both became carried away in the moment. You have made me feel better than I can ever remember feeling, I'm not speaking sexually, though you are quite proficient in that as well. Just being close helps far more than you know, I believe that's what scrambled my innabitions so much. I'm not used to coping without the cloud of depression fogging my mind and having it lifted is almost like a high." My eyes softened, reaching up to cup his cheek lightly. He was so warm under my fingers, and his joined them, holding my hand against his face as he kissed my palm. "You are impossible..." A single brow lifted and I finally smiled, nuzzling into his neck to kiss there as he tipped his head, granting me access. "Has anyone ever told you that you're very sweet?" A low laugh rumbled through him and his petting grew a bit more firm. "I have a few hundred former students that would never believe you." I snorted a laugh, pulling back just enough to look at him. His skin was slightly pale, contrasting with his raven black hair and chocolate colored eyes that seemed to stare right through me. There was a rather alarming as amount of scaring around his throat and he hissed I ran my thumb over one of the longest ones. "I'm sorry." His head shook side to side. "Do not be. They are quite sensitive, but not painfully so." Our eyes caught four a moment before I leaned in to kiss one. "What happened?" He hummed low, gently pressing me closer so I would continue paying them attention. "Snake attack... It would've have killed me had I not been prepared with Anti-Venom and a strong healing spell." No small amount of surprise stained my emotions and I did my best to look at him from my place. "I'm so sorry. It's no wonder you didn't like Sunshine. I'm very glad that you're alright Severus, it would have been a shame to have missed you." Fingers ran lightly through my hair and he tugged me up to kiss my cheeks. "It would have. It has been such a long time since I've been allowed the pleasure if joy and I'd very much like to keep it as long as I can. I'm quite sure you feel the same." I nodded, letting him hug me tightly. This was really, very nice. "You make a wonderful cuddle buddy. Tom doesn't cuddle, he just wants to fuck. He tries, but he just can't seem to lay still even after we fuck to the point of exhaustion." Severus chuckled, pulling me that much closer as lips sought out my neck to nibble with kisses. "Tell him he's been replaced..." The edges of my collar bone was caught and he nuzzled into it sucking hard until blood pooled under the skin, leaving a bright red splotch that marked me as his. "I have laid claim to you. How does that make you feel?" I giggled, leaning forward until I could seal my lips around the edge of a scar. He groaned, leaning forward to grant me better access as I sucked a red mark into his skin. "I think we're about even now." Hands caught my waist suddenly, pulling me to straddle his lap as his thick cock rested against the cleft of my ass, throbbing hotly as he petted up and down my sides. A sharp hiss of air sounded and he groaned. "OK, as much as I enjoy seeing you I'm going to have to find relief before I end up pounding you into the bed." Strong hands lifted me from him and I swallowed thickly as I watched him stand. His cock jutted proudly out in front of him and my eyes tracked him greedily. We may have only just met but the way he made me feel was something I was going to do my very best not to lose. Before I even knew what I was doing I had caught his waist. "Seems like a waste for you to go beat off seeing as how I've already given myself over last night there no point in playing modest now. We should go back to the bed though, don't want to get cum on the chair, they'll never get it out of the upholstery. I still prefer to keep things just to foreplay for now so we'll just do what we already did last night." His eyes lite up with excitement before I was scooped into his arms as if I weighted nothing and carried into the shower seeing as we both needed one anyhow...