Alyia sat on the edge of her seat, her long hair cascading around her face in her new fashion. She smiled sweetly at the professor as he passed her table, earning a sneer from his lips. Memories of their encounters from the past few weeks still weighed on both of their minds, and she wondered how long it would take before he was begging her back into his presence through the usage of detention. Until then, she had other things in mind.
Her eyes scanned the room of mixed students. Now that it was 7th year, all four houses were present in the same class. Her eyes rested on the blond haired Slytherin prince, whose silvery eyes were pressed directly on her. She smirked for a moment, staring back at him with her newly gained confidence. In years past, she would have never done any of the debaucherous things she had been planning for this year. And Draco Malfoy was one of those debaucherous things she planned on doing.
His gaze was hard, and his mouth in a tight line across his pale face. He looked as if he was undressing her slowly, and she couldn't help but enjoy it. She turned her head, acting neutral and stared back at the potions master who had taken his place back at his podium.
After class, she collected her things and started out the door. She got about halfway through the dungeons before she was stopped in her tracks. Draco Malfoy pulled her aside into one of the labyrinth like corridors and slammed her against the wall, one hand on her shoulder and the other on the wall to the left of her face.
"You have been expecting this for a while now, haven't you?" He smirked, taking a lock of her hair in-between his fingers and tugging softly. Aylia raised an eyebrow and stood completely still.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." She said simply. Her eyes twinkled and Draco's smirk widened.
"Oh, so that is the game you are playing. You suddenly come back to school, wagging that beautiful ass," As he said his, his hand slid down to said backside and pressed her hips close to his, "And making fools out of all the boys at school."
He was close. So close, that she could smell his scent. He smelled clean, pristine, refined. And even up close, she found his appearance alluring. Not just from across the Great Hall.
"Fools? Does that include yourself, Malfoy?" She smiled sweetly, and Draco's smirk began to disappear for a moment.
She was goading him, hoping for some sort of reaction. But none came, even as his silver eyes bore into her, now completely stripping her head to toe. Oh…he wanted her now, right here, while the students passed by unknowingly. He wanted to make her scream out his name to the school, so that everyone knew that it was he who took her to the heights of pleasure.
"In the end, Aylia, you will submit to me. And I will enjoy every moment of that." His smirk returned and he took a step back. "I am sure I will be seeing you soon." He said this quietly before disappearing around the corner and out of sight, leaving Aylia breathless and more than excited. But she had no plans with Mr. Malfoy this night. She smoothed her robes and waited in the corridor while everyone moved to their next class. It had been some time since she had visited her dear potion's professor in the manner that she now planned. And she was ready for a surprise visit.
Snape stood in his classroom, glad to finally be rid of the annoying students of his class. He sat down lazily in his green armchair in the front of the classroom and rested his forehead in his hand. His eyes scanned the seats, resting on the far right, where Alyia had been sitting.
'That temptress…' He thought for a moment, remembering the feeling of her under him, her moans in his ear. He gave his head a little shake. He heard the groan of the door to his classroom as someone entered without prior notice.
"I have no desire to see any students at this point. Any questions can be addressed to me my owl, or at the next class."
"What if it's not a question, professor?" Severus looked up as he heard the soft purr of a female voice. He watched her, standing in front of the now closed door, leaning against it in a fashion that made his blood boil. All he could do was stare, for this visit was quite unexpected.
Aylia sauntered up to him, drawing her fingertips along the green fabric of the armchair as she turned to face him. He unfolded his legs and looked up at her, seeing that same fire in her eyes that he saw that first night.
"What is it you need. I am a busy man, and have no need for your girlish trickery." He said it before he could figure out what he really wanted at this very moment, and he inwardly groaned. That was the last thing that he had wanted to say to her.
Aylia raised an eyebrow and leaned forward, her lips inches from his. He took a sharp intake of breath. She smelled of flowers, and something else. Something that continued to boil his blood.
"I don't need anything professor, I am just here to torment you." She smiled, backed up and sat gingerly on one of the classroom tables. Slowly, she lifted her legs to a position that made him actually stand up. Her knees were pulled up, and he could see her green underwear peeking out from under her robes. His breath quickened, and he took a few steps towards her as she stared at him with interest. He took successive steps until he was in between her legs and looking down on her.
Unbeknownst to them, the potions door had opened a crack, and a pair of silvery eyes gazed onto the scene that was unfolding. He watched as Aylia raised her knees up to herself, and how the potion's master had visibly stiffened before standing and taking powerful steps towards her. He inwardly moaned, partially burning from desire, and partially angry that his stupid godfather was fucking the one student in this school that he wanted to ravage, right on top of these tables she now displayed herself upon. Ohh, how it burned him that he was not the one standing before her. That he was unable to grab her slender throat and withdraw a moan from her plump lips.
Unable to watch, yet unable to turn his eyes away, Malfoy continued his observation, feeling slightly dirtier for doing so. But he could not turn his eyes away.
Snape's dark eyes scanned the girl's body that was mostly hidden by the folds of her cloak. He looked into her eyes, wondering what her thoughts were at this very moment. He could read it as if she was shouting it.
'I am in control. You need me, and I will take what I want'
Anger slightly boiled to the surface. He was not to be controlled, and he would teach her this valuable lesson.
He pressed his hand against her face before turning it slightly and grabbing a fistful of her hair. Her eyes widened slightly as he pulled, making her stand, and her robes fall back to her sides. He practically dragged her over to his desk, his other arm making a sweeping motion and knocking off vials and books angrily before pretty much throwing her onto the surface of his bureau. She gasped, not having expected his demeanor. He literally threw the desk chair from its place, but she did not see where it fell. Her eyes were busy, glued to the flash in his eyes and the sneer on his face.
His hands were skillful usually, but now, they tore at her robe. She could hear the fabric give way, and she couldn't help the warmth that spread from her fingertips to her center. Snape looked down at her, an eyebrow rising as he realized that the clothing that she wore under her clothes were close to non-existent. She had on a short black skirt and a deep green tank, matching her house colors. He saw that nothing was hiding the perking of her nipples, and he wondered to himself if there were other undergarments missing.
His hand caressed her jaw line for a moment before he roughly pushed her onto her back and slipped his hand up her thigh. She moaned, and her hips bucked towards his hand as he reached his destination. Nothing was stopping the wetness from touching his fingers, and he continued to sneer.
"I have seen your recent attitude of late. This….flaunting that you have developed. I am not sure it should be encouraged."
Aylia raised herself to her elbows and peered at him, her face reddening.
"Ms. Beckett, I do believe that you need some sort of punishment. Because this behavior is utterly unacceptable." With those words, he slipped two fingers into her, plunging into her depths. Her shocked face blossomed pride in his chest, and the moan that came from her parted lips made it painful for him to not be inside her at this very moment.
He removed his fingers and flipped her over so that her ass pointed up towards him. Before she knew what would happen next she heard a slap, and felt a great sting on her left butt cheek. Her back arched, as if she were about to get up and turn towards him. But one hand stayed her movements before the other descended roughly onto her right cheek. The sting sent sensation running through her body. She gave a little yelp each time his hand descended on her.
"Please…professor…" She murmured, her ass now feeling warm under his continuing slaps. At this, the slaps ceased and she felt him flush against her nude backside as he leaned over to whisper in her ear.
"Please, what? I am going to make you say it, like the little harlot that you are." His hiss in her ear just made her crave more. She turned her head towards him slightly and he stood back to his position, another slap landing on her ass. She yelped louder this time, but it turned into a moan as the potion's master slipped one finger back inside of her.
"What do you want, Ms. Beckett? If you don't tell me, I will continue to punish you for your lack of following directions. You know how impatient I get."
Her moan of frustration was music to his ears. He wanted to make her writhe for him. Beg to him to give her pleasure that she craved so badly. And her submission was what he wanted most. Her next words were the ones he had desired to hear.
"I want you to fuck me, Professor Snape." She said this loudly, with a tint of attitude, but this mattered not. He flipped her back over to face up, and pulled her hips flush against his. His hand slammed down next to her face as he leaned into her. His sneer gave her chills.
His hand reached down and undid the fastenings to his trousers. She cooed his name for a moment as he pleasured himself. Her eyes were pleading for him, and he sneered, making her wait. Not touching her more than he had to. Her own hand snaked down to her center, and she began to touch herself, which pleased him greatly.
His aggravation with this girl was rising each moment, and he finally slid inside of her. He groaned loudly, throwing his head back, and arching into her. His hands pulled her hips towards him, and he felt every inch of her around him.
Aylia yelped again, and Snape was happy to see her eyes slightly roll back in pleasure. She wanted this, so badly. And he knew it. She was contracting around him, and he began to move his hips, using his grip on her hips to guide her to him with each thrust. He leaned forward, close enough to smell her skin, and he pulled down one of the sides of her tank before sinking his teeth into her flesh. Her hips bucked even as she hissed in pain.
"Tell me again, harlot. What it is that you want." He whispered in her ear, his thrusts hard, and making her shift each time, the table groaning under their combined weight upon it.
She didn't take as much time to speak. Between her gasps, he was able to make out a few words.
"Fuck…please…I need…Fuck me…" Her moans further set fire to his blood, and he wanted to make this event quite memorable. He unsheathed himself from her and Aylia's eyes shot open and bore into his. Begging for more. He pushed into her, over and over, smirking all the while. The plot now in motion fully.
"I told you. You need to be punished for your little performances. I can't say one thing and just do something else."
Aylia's heart sank slightly. Again he grabbed a fist-full of her hair and yanked her up before depositing her on the cold dungeon floor. The cold was such a hard contrast against her still aching backside, which she quickly forgot as he stood above her and pulled her onto her knees.
"Finish me." He moaned quietly, holding himself out to her and entwining his fingers in her hair.
"Please, professor, I want more…" She moaned, feeling the emptiness between her legs.
He let out a laugh at his and pulled her onto his length, sheathing his cock within the confines of her mouth and thrusting hard. His power was making her dizzy, and with the intrusion of his cock within her mouth and throat, she could feel it tighten slightly. Her eyes teared up slightly, but the feeling was good. She moved her head upon him, licking up the shaft of him, and kissing the head before sliding it slowly back in. Snape moaned, his hips thrusting on their own accord now. His face contorted slightly, and he took himself from her, before releasing his seed on her face. She looked up at him, and he felt nothing but a deep satisfaction.
Aylia dragged a finger across her lips where his seed lay, and she slid it into her mouth, looking at him straight in the eye. He groaned, touching his member as it dripped the last of his pleasure. She looked like she would still jump on him, trying to seek the last of her pleasure. But she didn't get the chance. Snape walked over to the desk, picking up her cloak and depositing it on her lap before kneeling down, his face close to hers.
"The next time you feel the desire to parade yourself around the castle, don't. Come here, and I may let you finish." With this, he stood and tucked himself back into his pants.
"Please don't forget your homework due tomorrow. I expect it to be immaculate."
The statement was almost comical as he made his way to the door and strode out, leaving her in the middle of his classroom. She looked down at herself, seeing slight bruises appearing on her hips and she smiled.
She had enjoyed that…more than she had thought she would. Even without the chance to reach her own orgasm, she had been surprised at the feelings that had run through her as he slammed his cock into her throat. She shivered and slowly put on her robe, straightening her hair, and removing the last bit of his semen from her face. She was still hot, still in need. But right now was not the time.
The Great Hall was packed as usual for dinner, and Aylia made her way to the Slytherin table. She took her seat, separated slightly from the rest of the people, lost in thoughts of passion and submission. She portioned out some turkey on her plate, and picked at it slowly with her fork, unsure if she was actually going to eat it or not. She looked up as someone approached. Draco Malfoy placed himself next to her and smirked. She raised an eyebrow, unsure of how to react.
"What is it, Malfoy? I prefer to eat alone, hence the sitting away from everyone." She muttered, slightly bristled by his smirk. His eyes sparkled and his grin widened.
"Something interesting happened today."
"Why would I care?"
"Well, it started like this. After we had our little chat after potions, I remembered that I had forgotten a few items in the potion's classroom. So naturally, I turned back to get them."
This was all Aylia needed to hear. The color drained from her face and she looked at him, her mouth open. His eyes positively gleamed at this, and he continued.
"You can expect, I was surprised to see Ms. Aylia Beckett, legs wide open and ready for Snape's long…"
"If you finish that sentence Malfoy, I promise to every and any god in existence that I will hex you until you can't see straight." Her voice was quiet, measured. And he knew panic was rising in her chest.
"As you wish. But I am sure that you wouldn't want this tid-bit of information getting out to anyone. Imagine the scandal!" He grinned at her and she just stared back at him.
She knew where this was going after their little encounter just hours previous. It was ironic to her, that she had already had plans to seduce the Slytherin prince. But she had to say, he was a cunning little snake. And although she felt burning anger at his pathetic attempts at blackmail, she knew that none of her plans had changed. This just made things…more difficult.
Hope you guys enjoyed that. I thought it might be nice to write something else, since it has been so long. ^_^ Hope it was enjoyable. I have thoughts to make more characters in the Harry Potter universe show up, but I need some suggestions. Please feel free to drop me a line.
