He silenced her with kisses, as his hands reached up to touch her breasts. They were just a little more than handfuls for him, quite large for a girl her age. But age didn't seem to matter much anymore, as their passions proved. She turned to face him, her legs now at his sides, straddling him. She could feel his erection through his trousers, pressing insistently against her thighs. It was quite impressive, especially for a man well beyond his teenage years. This frightened her slightly, she didn't quite know why it did, but it caused a rush of arousal to dampen her panties. Her fright soon disappeared as he kissed her softly and gently now, teasing her while he loosened her tie and unbuttoned her blouse.

"How long," he panted between kisses, "How long have you... felt this way?" "Since third year," she said, with longing in her eyes. "And I never knew..." he cursed himself.

But he knew now, and that was all that mattered. He took off her shoes and socks, removing the not-so-important articles just to tease, before sliding off her skirt and unhooking her bra. Licking and sucking along her white flesh, he devoured her. He teased her pink nipples ever so lightly with his tongue, forcing a gasp to escape from her mouth. Never before had he seen a sight so beautiful.

His hand slithered down into her panties, and he was surprised at how wet and ready she was. She blushed deeply and whimpered as his fingers stroked across her folds, more firmly each time. When he found her clit, she cried out, "Ohhh, professor!" He smirked, amused that she kept such formality, and he rubbed it in soft circles.

She closed her eyes tightly, expecting to wake up any minute from this dream come true. She opened them again when she heard a rustling sound; he was slipping out of his robes, one button at a time exposing more of his creamy alabaster skin. Nearly panting with excitement, she saw a fine trail of dark hair leading from his navel and disappearing into his pants, which he slipped off with his underwear, in one swift movement.

She had wondered what wizard men traditionally wore underneath, and here was her answer: not much. God, he was gorgeous; slim and slightly toned, several scars gracing his sallow flesh. She licked her lips, her appetite wetted by the sight of his hard cock.

"Tell me," he asked, in that usual silky tone of voice, "Have you done this before?" He decided to ask just in case, even though he wanted to take her right then and there. Slight panic began to fill her; what if he preferred more experienced girls? "No sir, I haven't...is that alright?" He was tense for a moment, "You're a...v-virgin?" She nodded lightly and bit down on her lower lip. "Oh Merlin help me..." he whispered to no one in particular, and ravished her with his mouth and hands once more. He finally reached her panties, and slowly slid them off her shapely legs, discovering only lush smoothness beneath.

A moan escaped her when his tongue dragged across her nether lips, darting deep inside to taste her. "How could this possibly be any better?" she asked herself, "Oh, I know..." When he came up to suck and bite her nipples, she reached down and gently stroked him. "Don't..." His expression darkened with lust, "If you keep doing that you'll get more than you bargained for," he warned, as if that were going to deter her. She didn't let go.

"...Very well, then," he said, "you're sure... you want this?" "I've never... been more sure... of anything... in my life, sir," she replied breathlessly. "Please, take me..." He let out a low growl at her words, and she had never before heard any sound as erotic. Feeling him pressed hard against her entrance, she braced herself. He slowly slid into her, amazed at how tight and slippery she was. Gently he began to pump in and out, delving deeper each time.

She couldn't believe this, even though the slight sting when he first entered her proved it was real. She never thought the potions master would be kissing her, loving her, inside of her. His fingers stroked and played with her slit, while he kissed and worshipped every inch of her body. He felt so elated about their joining, and how she whimpered and moaned at every inward thrust. She moaned louder when she felt herself starting to approach orgasm, "Oooh sir it feels ssssso good..." she hissed.

"Please, call me Severus, my sweet," he breathed into her ear, just barely a whisper. She squirmed and thrust her hips back against him as she got closer. "Oooh god, oh god, ohhhh SEVERUS!" She screamed his name as she rode out an incredible orgasm, her walls clamping tightly around his throbbing cock. Her sudden tightness and rush of wetness, her moaning out his name, truly enjoying herself, sent him over the edge. As she grabbed his arse to pull him deeper inside, he thrust in hard, moaning and panting with each jet of his orgasm that he poured into her.

They lay there, spent for a few moments to catch their breath, him resting on his elbows so he wouldn't crush her with his weight. "I really do love you..." she said. He stared at her, before admitting to her and mostly to himself, "I love you too..."