Olivia froze as soon as she heard the door fly open, clinging to the very rigid man beneath her. Severus, on the other hand, tightened his grip on her hips before growling at the interrupting witch. "May I help you, Minerva? I trust that whatever compelled you to storm into my quarters without warning justifies your continuing to stand here gawking like a shocked virginal schoolgirl? Proceed!" Severus tapped Olivia on the bum as a sign for her to remove herself from his lap.
"Oh Severus, please! I'm just glad you two are getting along so well. What with your... ambassadorship was it? I'm glad your tours have led to your personal chambers. Although I must hand it to you, Olivia, I've never seen a witch get under Severus' cloak so easily before. We must have a chat about this very soon," she winked at the blushing Mediwitch, who in turn grinned back.
"Severus... I uhm... I think I should be going anyway. Perhaps I could come down sometime soon to get started on those brews?" She smiled demurely at the brooding potions master. He had never been angrier with Minerva fucking McGonagall in all the years he'd known her.
"No need to stop on my account, my dear. The man is irate on a good day. I'd hate to think how he would act if I stopped you from... proceeding". Severus drew breath and opened his mouth, no doubt to scream at or hex the woman. Olivia responded first though, pressing her lips to his cheek before standing to take her leave.
"Oh Minerva, don't be so lewd. I'm not that easy anyway," she glanced back at Severus who had crossed his legs in a feeble attempt to keep his bloody cock down now that it had been awakened and then rudely interrupted. She dropped her eyes to his trousers, licking her lips before she turned back around to leave.
Fuck.
Severus pinched the bridge of his nose, reaching out to grab his cloak to pull around himself only to realize Miss Wright had never returned it.
Double fuck.
Severus crossed his arms indignantly. As soon as the door closed, Minerva stopped grinning and offered him a more disconcerted look. "I really am sorry Severus my dear. I thought you'd be alone, or at least ward your door a bit better. I was just so upset about Potter and...".
"And it's no excuse Minerva. I will not change my opinion on Potter as you bloody well know. The rules state he has to compete, and this offers us the best option at seeing who indeed put his name in that damn cup".
"But he is a boy, Severus! And as you well know he's not the... Well, he's no Hermione Granger, is he? He'll be eaten alive!"
"The headmaster has instructed Moody to keep an eye on him, Minnie," Severus sighed exasperatedly. "The boy will be fine. Merlin forbid the chosen one so much as gets a cut from a scrap of parchment, the whole bloody wizarding world would crumble. Now if you'll excuse me, there is a rather large bottle of fire whiskey with my name on it and I'm not looking for any company to share it with". Severus stood to escort his friend out, opening the door for her and holding his arm outstretched gallantly to remove her from his chambers as quickly as possible.
Minerva took the hint, stepping over the threshold before turning to her friend. "At least not my company,". Minerva was countered with a door being slammed in her face and a clipped "Good night!". Smiling, she strode back towards Gryffindor tower. Maybe she could convince Dumbledore to assist the boy.
XOX
Olivia pressed her back against Severus' large wooden door. She squeezed her thighs together, seeking some relief from their encounter. She should've kissed him when she had the chance. His neck was just so... alluring. But now, who knows how long she'd have to wait to get another chance. If she'd ever get one. Once her heart rate slowed to a normal speed, she started the trek back to the hospital wing.
She'd try to turn in early tonight, hoping to get her day started early since classes would resume in two days' time. She sulked when she thought she wouldn't get to see Severus again until the weekend.
As she entered the hospital wing, she saw Poppy was busy with a first- or second-year student. They were complaining of a tummy ache from too many sweets. She loved kids but this was exactly the reason she wanted to come to the tournament... She needed some excitement in her life. Something to make her feel alive. When she entered her room, she closed the door and sat on the side of the bed. She took off her shoes and undressed herself, preparing to turn in for the night. She looked to a small chair that was in the corner of the room and suddenly remembered it was Severus' cloak. She smiled mischievously as she hatched her little plot for the evening.
XOX
Severus sat in one of his wingback chairs watching the roaring fire. He kept his glass of fire whiskey close by. Originally, he had wanted to continue getting drunk, but he found himself wanting to reminisce on the evening with Olivia instead.
Snape heavily warded his doors; he wouldn't want any visitors coming through. He needed some relief and found now to be the opportune time; he was just drunk enough to stop caring about she who must not be named, as well as her idiot son cocking everything up by becoming a Triwizard champion.
Yes... Some stress relief was just what he needed. Severus closed his eyes and scooted his hips towards the edge of the chair so he could recline slightly. He had removed his frock coat after Minerva left but remained in his white dress shirt, still undone from Olivia's wanton attempts. He reached down to unfasten his trousers, pulling them down to mid-thigh. His needy cock sprang out from its confinement, already completely erect.
Snape allowed his thoughts to travel back to the first time he had seen Olivia, when she was in that very low-cut blouse. She had nestled against his cock as she got pushed back by the crowds. He remembered how good she felt pressed against him as he spit in his hand before gliding it against his length. He reached down further to cup his testicles as he continued pumping with his right hand.
He then thought about their stroll around the castle. He enjoyed watching her hint at wanting his cloak, it was quite...adorable actually. Had she truly been cold she could have just cast a warming charm. But she wanted a piece of him around her. She had smelled it and said she wanted to take it back home with her. And then there was that almost kiss. Severus bit his lip as he imagined the kiss actually happening; standing there in the rain, her clothes soaked through so her nipples would peek through.
They'd run to the castle, and he'd press her against the wall. He'd cup her back as he lifted her up so he could rut against her. She'd wrap her legs around his waist as he would struggle to pull his pants down. Severus started pumping harder, running a thumb over his slit to collect some precum before stroking from base to tip, torquing his hand a bit as he got to the top. He rested his head back as he waited for his impending orgasm. Just a few more strokes...
Knock knock knock
Gellert's cockring! Who the bloody fuck was at the door now!
Severus hurried to tuck himself away, though he did have half a mind to finish what he had started...
Knock knock knock
Stomping over to the door, he threw it open, presenting his most intimidating glare he could muster. He was absolutely livid... he'd Avada whoever-
"Severus! I uhm... I hope I'm not waking you". Olivia stood at his door, barefoot and wrapped in his cloak.
"Miss Wright. What a... pleasant surprise". Severus cleared his throat, hoping to clear the arousal from his voice. She looked absolutely incredible; her hair was down and wavy, lightly tousled as if she had just gotten out of bed.
"I'm afraid I took your cloak earlier," Olivia clasped her hands over her chest innocently.
"You did?" Severus purred. "So, you've come to return it?" Severus leaned into the door, resting his left hand on the door, an amused smirk on his face.
"Well, yeah. I-I felt bad, I thought you might need it in the morning".
"Oh... well I have two," he teased.
"You do? Well... now I feel foolish," Olivia threw her hands up in mock exasperation as she sighed dramatically.
"But... it might be damp. I uhm... spilled a potion on it earlier," Snape lied.
"So... you do need this one?".
"It couldn't hurt".
Olivia reached down to pull open his cloak. She had revealed herself to be completely naked beneath it. Severus tried his hardest to not react as he observed her perfect, naked body. The soft swell of her creamy breasts, her slender waist and tight abdominal muscles... her legs were long, slender, and looked so unbelievably soft. There was a small freckle to the left of her belly button that he wanted to lick. Olivia allowed the cloak to fall to the floor completely leaving her exposed.
Severus remained stoic. With nothing giving away his emotions except the slight curl of his lips. He allowed his eyes to rake over her form before returning back to her own.
"Pick it up," he whispered. Olivia smiled as she lowered herself to her knees in front of him. She gathered the heavy black fabric in her arms before standing back up with a grin.
"Hand it to me," Severus stretched out his hand, waiting for the exchange. Olivia listened before leaning against the door jam, her left hand rested confidently on her hip.
Smiling, Severus whispered "Wow," as he ogled her body again. "Thank you." He responded before closing the door in her face.
"Wait!" She exclaimed. She banged on the barrier. "Open the door! Severus!"
"Sorry... I'm not that easy either," he chuckled from behind the door.
"You... you have my wand!" She whispered, resolutely.
"Wand? Hmm. How unfortunate". Severus opened the door slightly to toss the thin piece of wood at her before closing it again. "Might I suggest a disillusionment charm? Wouldn't want to be caught in your state of undress, would you? Especially not by a student," Severus quipped.
She silently cast a notice me not charm while she was running back to her quarters, giggling. She felt so... alive. She'd have to pay him back somehow if she could. She was thankful she hadn't seen anyone in the hall on her way back besides some chuckling portraits and a silver-gray striped tabby cat.
XOX
Severus had woken up the next morning covered in his sticky spunk. Apparently, he should've continued his nocturnal activities last night instead of retiring after Olivia left because now it appeared he was a bloody teenager again and unable to control himself.
He had plans to meet with Lucius later today to catch up. He needed to make sure his friend was going to keep himself under control. The Quidditch World Cup was a risky move and shouldn't be repeated. Besides, his dear friend was able to help him find ways of relaxation when he got too frustrated. Merlin knows he wasn't about to talk to Minerva about it. Truthfully, was he didn't know why his walls were crumbling around Olivia and he didn't know if it was wise to fan those flames. No, he'd go with Lucius today and spend the day away from the castle.
XOX
Olivia woke up in a pleasant mood. She was enjoying the buildup and tension. When Severus finally gave in, she knew it would be wonderful. It was a Sunday, so she decided to be lazy and stay in bed for a bit. She was greeted by a letter that an owl had dropped off, Minerva was asking her over for some tea and a chat this morning.
Olivia threw on some clothes and sauntered over to Minerva's office. She was eager to talk to the elder witch as well. She wanted someone to talk to about Severus and figured she'd be the perfect one.
"Ah! Good morning my dear! Can I offer you some tea? Coffee perhaps?"
"Tea would be perfect, thank you! Black with some sugar please?"
Minerva called on a house elf to bring the tea service while they settled down. Once the tea was served, Minerva brought up the thestral in the room.
"So, you and Severus, eh?"
Olivia almost did a spit take. That witch was so blunt. Wiping the tears from her eyes, Olivia laughed. "I'm not quite sure what is going on. We were honestly just about to kiss for the first time when you interrupted".
"Looked to me like a bit more than a snog my dear," Minerva cocked an eyebrow in an unimpressed way.
Giggling, Olivia insisted that she was just sitting on his lap, trying to get Severus to allow her to give him a massage. "We had every intention of brewing together. I just thought he looked a bit tense and thought I'd try to loosen him up a bit".
"I think you did more winding up than loosening," Minerva guessed. The women laughed for a bit before Minerva continued. "And after I left?"
"Nothing. I went to bed," Olivia shrugged her shoulders.
"Are you sure about that? I was out for a bit of a moonlit stroll last night and I could swear I saw you".
"Nope. Wasn't me," Olivia flattened her lips against her teeth and looked away. How could she have seen her? She didn't see anyone just a...
"Oh Merlin. You're an Animagus?!" Minerva responded with a nod and a large grin. The witches laughed again as they giggled and gossiped for the remainder of the morning.
