Severus and Olivia were greeted by the roaring fire in Snape's living quarters. They felt the snow and slush melt away from their frozen bodies as they kicked off their shoes by the door.

Severus gathered his warm traveling cloak around their bodies, pulling Olivia in close for a tender kiss by the fire, encasing her in his warmth.

She inhaled deeply. She loved the smell of winter - that bitter cold that burned her lungs with each breath and cleared her mind of everything but the present. She closed her eyes and breathed in the smell of Severus. That spicy, smoky smell that was beginning to mean "home" for her. She melted into his strong arms as he squeezed, running his hands over her body to warm her. This was the best day of her life.

Olivia peeked her head into the open door to his bathroom. It was truly beautiful, worthy of Salazar Slytherin himself. The focal point was a massive bathtub. Olivia estimated it had to be about the size of a small pool. The porcelain was a dark green, with beautiful silver taps that seemed to control not only the water, but different scents and bubbles. The faucet was placed in the middle, presumably to allow the occupant to lean back against the wall of the tub without bumping into it. She noted there was also a large shower with beautifully decorated tile inside. The shower had matching silver fixtures, with the addition of a shower head on either side of the massive cubicle. She was practically drooling at the thought of him taking her against the wall. She'd be able to see herself in the mirror while he thrust inside her.

"How about a nice bath or shower to warm us up? I'm sure we can have some tea or coffee as well while we soak". Olivia lifted onto her tiptoes to brush her lips against Severus' as she spoke.

He wanted nothing more than to take her up on her offer; to strip her naked and have her warm, slippery body lie against his in his deep, porcelain tub. He'd love to soap his hands and caress her body, washing every inch of her. But he couldn't. She'd see his dark mark and be lost forever.

Truthfully, he counted himself lucky that she hadn't discovered it. He was fortunate enough that she didn't seem to mind his lack of undress during their coupling. At least, not enough to bring it to his attention. He'd have to tell her soon, before his heart got too involved. If she was going to leave, he'd want it to be sooner rather than later.

Olivia stepped out from beneath his cloak, running a hand down his chest as she sauntered to the bathroom. He followed closely behind her, entranced by the sway of her hips. She looked over her shoulder, smiling shyly as she watched his eyes darken as she undressed. Severus leaned in the doorway, crossing his arms over his chest in casual observation.

Olivia flicked her wand to get the water started. She ran her hand underneath the stream, testing the temperature. Satisfied, she walked over to where Severus was standing.

"Aren't you going to join me, Severus?" She purred as she reached up to start loosening his cravat.

"I think I'd much rather watch you bathe."

She looked heartbroken. Olivia had long ago determined he was embarrassed of his scars. She had assumed that's why he wouldn't undress around her. But she didn't care about how he looked. She liked him for being him.

"Severus, please? I hope I'm not overstepping, but... if it's because of your scars... I don't care about them. They don't bother me at all". She had paused her movements to look him in the eye. He returned a look full of regret and shame.

He murmured so quietly that she almost didn't hear him. "Trust me on this. You wouldn't like what you saw". He didn't want to lose her. She was half right... he was self conscious about his scars as well. He had lived through a war, and an abusive parent. He was bound to have battle scars. But his Mark was what would drive her away.

Olivia pressed her luck further, pushing off his traveling cloak and removing his heavy frock, allowing both articles of clothing to fall to the floor. When she started on his white long sleeved shirt, he grabbed her wrists and shook his head no.

Olivia reluctantly lowered her hands, turning slowly to head back to the tub. Severus felt a sting in his heart - he didn't like disappointing his witch.

He made up his mind - he'd spend one last night with her. Then he'd tell her. That way, if she left, he'd have a proper goodbye.

"Well," she sighed. "If you won't join me, will you at least stay here? I could use the company".

"Of course". Severus knelt on the floor beside the bathtub. He popped the buttons open on his right shirt sleeve and rolled it up to the elbow so it wouldn't get wet as he hung his arm over the side, seeking out her hand to hold. He allowed his thumb to rub the back of her hand as she laid in the bath. They found the silence soothing.

"I'm starting to shrivel up," Olivia giggled.

"I suppose we should wash you, and then retire for the evening? I'll order in for dinner."

"Are you offering?"

"Indeed," he grinned. Severus gathered her hair, twisting it into a messy bun before casting a sticking charm. She smiled at his thoughtfulness. He grabbed the bottle of body wash. It seemed he made his own. Olivia inhaled the aroma, suddenly enthralled with the scent she associated with Severus.

"Mmm. Smells so good". She closed her eyes and leaned back in the tub, allowing her arms to rest behind her head.

Severus moved behind her. Using his left arm for support on the edge of the tub, he leaned over her to use his right to caress her breasts, enjoying the feeling of the soap and water moving over her mounds.

She's a goddess.

He pinched one of her nipples, stimulating it to a peak before moving on to the next.

"Mmmm gods, Severus. I'll never want to bathe alone again if you always treat me like this."

I don't want you to bathe alone.

He smirked as he continued further down. He washed her belly, enjoying the feeling of her muscles contracting when he accidentally tickled her. He moved his hand down between her legs. He took his time, explaining he wanted to be thorough. He only removed his hand when she started keening loudly, chasing an orgasm that he wouldn't allow this early in the evening. Olivia growled with frustration.

"Come. I think you're clean enough for one night, don't you?"

"On the contrary, Severus. I think you made me even more dirty," she winked at him as she stepped out of the tub. Severus followed the soap as it clung to her body. It seemed as reluctant to leave her as he was.

Severus palmed himself above his trousers, he felt inappropriate but honestly couldn't resist. She was just... perfect.

He summoned one of his towels and wrapped it around her. Olivia smiled to herself as he gently patted her dry.

There was something extremely erotic about watching him care for her this way... to see him on his knees in front of her...

Severus knelt in front of Olivia as he dried her legs. He closed his eyes and inhaled.

Mmm. L'odeur d'Olivia.

"How do you expect me to dry you if you keep getting wet?" Olivia giggled and blushed as he teased her. She loved when he talked dirty.

Snape could smell her arousal as he continued to move the towel over her calves. He chanced a look up, their eyes locking together. She had a lovely flush that seemed to start at her chest and rose all the way to her hair. Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted.

This was the perfect opportunity.

Severus leaned forward, allowing his tongue to snake out between her legs, searching for her heat. He kept his tongue flat as he ran it through her folds, teasing her. He watched as Olivia snapped her eyes open and gasped.

"Oh, Severus!"

Yes, love. I'm here. Tell me you want this.

"Mm hmm?" He answered, refusing to pull his tongue away from her sex. He continued lapping at her, loving the way her thighs started to tremble. Reaching up with his left hand, he parted her lips so he could move deeper.

"Yes! Oh God, Severus... I-I need..."

Yes! Tell me you need this...

"What do you need," he growled; only willing to stop long enough to answer.

"I need you!"

"You need me to what?"

She didn't hesitate, responding automatically: "I just need you".

He paused for a moment, shocked by her response. People never needed just him, there was always some sort of quid pro quo. No one ever wanted just Severus.

He rewarded her with a thrust of his tongue deep inside. She screamed and fisted his hair. Severus pulled at her legs, causing her to lose her balance. He lifted her up quickly, carrying her to the vanity and placing her down on the top before diving back below. Olivia fisted his hair as she threw her head back in pleasure.

"Yes! Severus! Don't stop! Pleaseeee don't stop!"

Never, love. I'll never stop.

Severus grunted as she pulled his hair and scratched at his scalp. He'd probably lose chunks of hair but didn't give a fuck in his current position.

Pull it all out, I don't care... just don't stop riding my face, love.

Severus was losing his mind. He felt wanted, desired... and he returned those feelings ten fold. She was the most amazing witch he'd ever met... and she seemed to actually like him. He wanted her for his own. He didn't want to lose her. Severus just wanted to please her.. to tear orgasm after orgasm from her body until she collapsed on him and slept for the rest of the night.

He nuzzled her sex as he continued thrusting his tongue. His nose bumped her clit as she cried out, a trickle of fluid escaping from her folds. He moved to suck on her clit as he thrust two fingers inside her, searching out her most sensitive area.

"Fuck! Sev... I'm gonna... I'm gonna come!"

"Yessss love. Fuck my face... I want to taste you.. I want to feel you squeeze my fingers. Come... come now!"

Olivia let go, falling over the edge as her vision blacked out. As if his mouth and fingers weren't enough, Severus' voice tipped her over. The booming baritone saying those dirty things... no one could survive that.

He continued to lick her through her orgasm, his fingers slowing down as he licked and nipped at her clitoris until finally, she let out a satisfied sigh. He looked up from between her legs to see her eyes half closed; a dopey smile on her face as she ran her fingers through his hair.

"Gods, Severus. There are no words."

Severus chuckled, enjoying his boneless witch as she continued to pet him. Just as he was starting to get uncomfortable with her physical affection, she tapped his shoulder to get his attention.

"I'd like to return the favor... if that's acceptable... sir."

Cheeky witch. His cock twitched and hardened every time he heard her utter that title.

"Very well." Olivia wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him deeply as he lifted her off the sink. His face was wet with her own arousal and she could taste herself on his tongue. It made her mind spin.

Sighing, she released his neck, allowing her hands to cascade over his chest until she grabbed his hand. Severus smirked as she led him from the bedroom towards one of his comfortable chairs that he kept in his room.

"I need your pants off, Severus," she purred between kisses. Olivia reached for his zip, pulling it down slowly as she nipped at his neck. Severus groaned as she sucked harder, bruising his skin.

"Fuck, witch," Severus groaned as he fisted his hand in her hair. He wasn't sure if he wanted her to stop or suck him harder.

Olivia opened his trousers and pulled his shirt tails out. She allowed his pants to drop to the floor as she pressed her belly against his throbbing erection.

She pushed him back, forcing him to fall into the chair. Severus raised an eyebrow threateningly as she challenged his dominance.

"Careful witch, I'm not a wizard who enjoys submission," he warned. Olivia smirked as she climbed in his lap, sucking on his bottom lip until he opened his mouth to her. He sucked on her tongue, reminding her of his dominance. She groaned until he released her muscle. She opened the buttons on his shirt, hoping if she kept the wizard distracted he might let her get away with a few things.

Feeling brave, she kissed down his neck, licking his collarbone and biting him. She felt a surge of power and arousal as he hissed, clenching his jaw shut as he struggled. She slithered off his lap, casting a wandless cushioning charm as she knelt between his legs.
She reached down to take off his shoes and socks before pulling his pants the rest of the way off.

Severus fisted his throbbing cock, pumping it a few times as he watched the woman undress him.

Olivia bit her lip as she looked up. He looked sexy as hell, sitting there practically naked, wearing nothing but an open dress shirt. Olivia reached between her legs and started tickling her clit as she stared into his eyes. She was mesmerized by his gaze.

The potion master's eyes reminded her of dry ice: they were so cold, that they burned hot. She could get lost inside the haze if she wasn't careful.

"Yes," he hissed. "Touch yourself. I want you to cream up nicely before I fuck you." Severus had resumed touching himself, stroking leisurely as if he had all the time in the world.

"Show me what you like, Severus. I want to please you," she moaned as her own motions sped up.

Fuck. He lifted his bollocks, rolling them gently as he grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed. The wizard groaned as he focused on her fingers as she touched herself.

Olivia couldn't wait any longer, she needed him in her mouth. She caressed his thighs, urging his legs to open wider.

"May I?"

"Very well," he nodded once. He released his heavy cock and gripped the arm rests as he watched her tease his length.

Olivia was fascinated with him, she'd never been with an uncircumcised man before, and the few times she had been with Severus, she didn't get to observe and experiment as much as she had wanted to. She wrapped her hand around the base, stroking a few times to test his resolve. Severus remained stoic, his eyes frozen on her hand while she stroked him.

Olivia leaned forward, flattening her tongue against his scrotum as she licked him, nipping at the skin gently. Severus groaned and squeezed the arm rest, which she found encouraging. She let go of his length for a moment, just long enough to trace the back of his cock with her tongue. Feeling bold, she pushed down his foreskin, revealing his glistening tip. She lapped up the droplet of precum that had accumulated, swirling her tongue around his head as she moaned her approval before she released his foreskin, allowing it to engulf his purpled glans.

She looked up through her eyelashes at the wizard. He looked like he was in pain, his fingers dug into the leather and his jaw was clenched, his eyes squeezed shut.

"Not good?"

"Mm. So good. Don't stop," he moaned.

Olivia pointed her tongue and ran it under his foreskin, caressing his slit with her tongue.

"Fuck!" He grunted and threw his head back. His thighs tensed as he fought back his orgasm. "Damn it witch, get up here and let me fuck you. I want to come in your cunt, not your mouth."

Olivia smiled briefly. Covering her teeth with her lips, she nipped at the extra skin, pulling it away from his head so she could thrust her tongue inside again.

"Olivia," he threatened.

Oh gods... I love the way he says my name.

"Please, sir. I just want to taste you. I swear, I'll make you hard again. Please... just a taste". He stared at the witch. She was leaned back on her knees, hands still on his thighs with the sexiest pout he had ever seen. How could he resist? Besides, he couldn't remember the last time he had gotten a blow job so willingly.

"No more teasing, witch," he warned.

"Yes sir!" She was beaming - she seemed like a child who was just promised her favorite treat in the whole world.

"Look at me. I want to watch your eyes as I fuck your face."

Olivia could tell Severus needed to take control. He wasn't a man who could easily give up that power, and he had allowed her to play for a lot longer than she thought he would. She didn't mind giving up the control. She loved being more submissive. Perhaps a bit bratty at times... but she definitely preferred to be told what to do.

"Yes sir."

"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

Severus bounced his heavy erection on her tongue, teasing the witch as she had teased him. Grabbing mid-shaft, he thrust inside her mouth partway, until his fist made contact with her lips. He continued moving languidly in and out, allowing Olivia a false sense of rhythm. After a few more strokes, he removed his hand from his length, quickly grabbing hold of her face with both hands and slid his cock down her throat.
Olivia felt tears prick in her eyes as she gagged around his length.

"Yes, witch," he hissed. "Take it. Take it all." He set a brutal pace, getting deeper and deeper each time. He was thrilled with how well she was adapting. Severus wasn't one to compliment himself, but even he had to admit he was well above average when it came to his own length and girth. Never before had a witch been able to fully take him in her mouth without gagging.

Severus watched as Olivia's mascara began to run, drool and tears cascading down her face. She was a mess. A beautiful mess, just for him. He removed his length for a moment, allowing the witch to breathe. She looked up at him with tear tracks going down her cheeks. He stared at her, more nervous than he cared to admit.

This is yet another test to see if she can handle me. The real me.

Olivia grinned at him, proud of her own skill. He returned her smile with a smirk of his own as he moved the hair out of her face. Severus watched as she moved her hand to her throat and murmured something under her breath.

Olivia felt her throat muscles relax. She was quite proud of the little spell she had created - it came in handy at the hospital for people who were choking or whose airways had closed. Now she could add another function to the list.

Olivia kissed the angry, red tip of his cock one more time before wrapping her lips around his length. She slowly swallowed around him, taking him in completely. Severus stopped breathing. Every muscle in his body tensed as he watched in awe as she took him completely. Once she bottomed out, she sucked as hard as she could as she retreated back.

Fuckfuckfuck. If he wasn't careful, Severus was going to come sooner rather than later.

"Bed. Now."

Olivia quickly climbed onto his mattress, sitting with her legs off to the side while she waited for instruction. Severus closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

That was too close. Calm down. You have all night.

Once he was sure he wasn't going to combust like a 5th year, he calmly got into bed himself. He stacked a pillow behind his head as he called her towards him.

"Come, I want you to sit on my face so I can lick you as you suck my cock."

Merlin, this man and his vocabulary.

"But... how will you breathe?" Olivia wrinkled her forehead with obvious concern. Severus let out a genuine laugh.

"It'll be a hell of a way to die then, won't it? Come on, up you get." Severus patted the bed one last time. Olivia obeyed, turning around before awkwardly backing up over his face. She'd be embarrassed if it wasn't so sexy.

"Mmm, your cunt is glistening, love. Can you hear yourself? Can you hear your snatch whimper every time I touch you?" Severus grabbed ahold of her cheeks before pulling them apart. He dug his fingers into her skin, hoping to leave bruises as a memory of this night as he thrust his tongue inside her.

"Severus! Fuck!"

"I'm trying, love," Severus grinned as he teased her opening. Foreplay was his favorite thing in the world, besides fucking of course. He loved to edge his lover all night before they were crying for release. It always made him feel powerful - in control of their pain and pleasure.

"Merlin, Severus... I'm gonna come..."

Severus immediately pulled his lips away and spanked her bottom harshly. "You will come when I tell you that you can come. I want to come together so you best get started." Severus spanked her harder with his last three words. Olivia moaned as she dipped her head over his cock.

Immediately taking him in her mouth, she swallowed as much of his length as she could before sucking harshly as she slid up his length towards his head. She pulled down with her hand to expose his helmet for her to swirl her tongue around. His skin was silky with precum and she loved the taste of him. She doubled her effort, unwilling to wait any longer for a taste of his spunk.

Severus groaned and squeezed the globes of her arse harder as Olivia bobbed her head up and down. He shook his head back and forth, stimulating her with his nose as he continued to lap up her juices and fuck her with his tongue.

Olivia, feeling brave, dipped two fingers underneath his balls to stimulate his perineum. The wizard moaned and thrust two fingers inside her as he sucked her clit.

Oh gods, yes. Don't stop, love. Don't stop touching me there. Lower... for the love of Merlin go lower.

Olivia stopped her sucking temporarily to focus on his balls and perineum completely. She licked his sack before lifting them out of the way so she could lick the sensitive skin underneath. She had to squirm away from Severus' tongue to make this work but she figured it was worth it.

"Fuck!" Severus' whole body was tense as she continued to massage and lick him. The witch had slid down, away from his face so she could reach further. He had originally wanted to stop her, he didn't give her permission to go anywhere but once her wicked tongue started hitting all the right spots, he couldn't find the words to call her back.

Olivia grinned as she felt her wizard lose control. It made her feel powerful to have someone like Severus Snape moaning and undulating underneath her. I wonder if he will let me? Olivia was feeling brave and had always wanted to try this particular move. There was a good chance he'd hex her but she figured the reward was worth the risk.

"Sir? I'd like permission to try something." Her eyes were on fire with passion and curiosity. Who was he to deny the witch? He couldn't talk. He tasted blood from biting down on his cheek so hard to stop himself from coming. All he could do was give her a sharp nod.

"Please sir, bend your knee for me." Severus hesitantly obeyed, sliding his right leg up the mattress until it was completely bent. "Thank you sir. And..." she hesitated. "Stop me if you don't like it."

Is she going to do what I think? Shite.

Severus watched as she sucked her index finger into her mouth. Without breaking eye contact, she traced the cleft of his arse, making light contact with his opening. He hissed and closed his eyes. It felt too vulnerable to watch her do this.

Gently, she wiggled her finger inside. She was so aroused by this, she was practically dripping on his sheets. When his eyes closed, she knew she had him. Slowly, she pushed forward, circling her finger until she found the ridge of his prostate. Rubbing her finger against it, she took his length back in her mouth and licked his frenulum. The string of curse words that erupted from the wizard would make a grown woman blush. She barely had enough time to seal her lips around him before he came.

"Bloody fuck, Olivia! Swallow it all! Shite." Severus thought he was going to die. His heart beat out of his chest as his orgasm was ripped from his very soul. He imagined this was what a dementor's kiss felt like as it drained someone's body. He shivered when there was nothing left to give her. Draping one arm over his eyes to give him a chance to recover.

When he finally looked at her, Olivia was kneeling between his legs with a smug smile on her face. She looked proud, aroused, and amused. "Come here, witch. I'm going to wipe that smirk off your face." He quickly got up, crawling on all fours over to her like a predator. He grabbed her ankle and pulled her under him, kissing her hard. He could taste his own spunk on her tongue and found it oddly erotic.

"Prepare yourself for a long evening, Miss Wright. I have no intention of making this quick."

XOX

The couple found themselves panting in a very sweaty pile in the middle of the bed. They had shagged off and on for the whole night. They had fucked all over his chambers, on every piece of furniture he could think of. He thrust into her as she screamed his name - and he had her ride him when his back and thighs needed a break. They stopped briefly for dinner and a few quick naps. This last session started just before midnight and lasted almost an hour. They laid there silent, except for their breathing.

The cool air of the dungeons kissed their skin, rapidly cooling their bodies. Olivia shivered against Severus' chest.

"Come on, let's get under the covers," the wizard suggested. Olivia snuggled close, laying her head on his chest, throwing her thigh over his as she absentmindedly rubbed his chest, grazing his nipple sporadically.

"That was...magnifique, mon étalon noir," Olivia sighed. She was completely drained and couldn't even think straight.

Severus snorted as he gently rubbed her back. "Black stallion? I've been called many things throughout my life, love... but that isn't one of them". Olivia stretched and arched her back with a groan.

"Hmm but it's perfect. You're always so black and brooding. Plus," Olivia brushed his spent member with her fingers, "étalon doesn't always mean a literal horse... sometimes it's just a compliment to a man wielding this large a weapon, such as yourself," she smirked. Her wizard grinned as he closed his eyes. It felt good to be this relaxed.

"I feel amazing, Severus. I think you could ask me anything. Anything in the entire world... and I'd answer it."

Bugger. There goes my relaxation.

Slamming down his occlumency shields, he rolled onto his side to face the witch. "Is there something you wish to ask?" He wasn't sure he actually wanted her to answer. He wasn't prepared for this. Nothing good happened in his life, he wasn't ready to let her go.

Olivia had a million things she wanted to know. But the moment didn't seem right. However, she did have a fair amount of more...salacious questions she'd been dying to know. Perhaps he'd be open to it.

"How many lovers have you had, Severus?" Olivia laughed at the expression on his face. He was obviously not expecting that.

He cleared his throat. "I'm not exactly sure how to answer that. Physical relations alone?" He hesitated, knowing full well if she was a jealous witch she'd hate his answer. "I've taken many people to bed. Too many to count if I'm being perfectly honest."

People? "What do you mean 'people'?" Severus surveyed the witch. Oddly, she seemed aroused. He couldn't help but smirk.

"Humans," he responded, purposefully ignoring his unanswered question.

"Have..."

"Yes?"

"Have you been with witches and wizards?" She was propped up on her elbows now, staring at him as if he was the most interesting wizard in the world. He chuckled before responding.

"I have," he murmured against her neck. She shivered.

"Oh my God. Severus that's so... so hot! Are you... uhm..."

"Are you asking if I'm bisexual?" She bit her lip and nodded enthusiastically. Severus laughed at her. "I prefer women."

"That's not an answer."

"No. It isn't." He kissed her, deeply. When he felt her body go limp,against him, he pulled away. "How about you? You told me you haven't had many lovers before. I'm not sure I believe you."

She let out a long sigh. "You're only the second wizard I've been with. A few awful rumblings with some American Muggle boys, one French, but... no one compares to you."

"Any witches?" He raised an eyebrow.

"A few kisses here and there, nothing special, I do really appreciate the female form though - I wouldn't be opposed to one."

Now there's a thought.

"I've also never been with an uncircumcised man before, I've been dying to experiment with it," she blushed beautifully.

"Kinky," he said flatly.

"Oh? Like you don't have any kinks? I already know you like spanking..."

You don't know the half of it, Witch. "I have.. a few... proclivities. None of which I'll be sharing tonight." Severus looked into her eyes and saw them twinkle back, she was feeling playful. "Tell me your fantasies and I'll tell you if I share them," he offered.

"Oh Merlin, Severus. I don't think I could even say them to you. Too embarrassing."

"Ah, but those are the best kinds. You won't frighten me witch, go on."

"Well... I have always wanted a threesome. I brought it up once. He wasn't into it at all. It didn't end well."

"How daft could he be?" Severus scoffed. He thought for a few moments. "I do happen to know someone, if that is still a desire for you?"

Olivia scrunched up her nose. "Are you serious?" Severus just shrugged and rolled onto his back. Olivia rolled over with him, putting her head back on his chest. "I wouldn't be opposed to it, I guess. I just... it's a bit confusing isn't it? I mean... I'm not even sure what we are doing here, Severus."

"Are you the type of witch that needs a label?"

"I don't need one, no. I just... I care for you. I don't really want to see anyone else," and if another witch so much as looks at you I'll hex her. "And I'm not sure I'd be comfortable with you being with anyone else."

Severus relaxed a little at that. No declaration of love or anything like that. She just didn't want him to shag anyone else. He was fine with that. Who else would he want when he had someone as willing as her?

"There's no one else," he promised.

"Well... that's good. I don't have anyone else either." She pinched his nipple before sliding her hand down his chest. She tickled his pubic hair as she slithered her hand down to his slowly inflating prick.

"Don't get me started again," he threatened. Olivia hummed thoughtfully.

"I think I can handle one more go."

"Cheeky witch." Severus flipped her on her back swiftly. He buried his face in her neck and started nipping at her pulse point. Olivia groaned as she felt herself become sodden once more. She wrapped her legs around his waist and started grinding against him.

Severus was starting to enjoy himself again when a horrible noise erupted from the hall. It was like his caterwaul charm but one hundred times worse. They both clapped their hands over their ears to block out the sound.

"What the fuck is that?" He bellowed. He quickly got out of bed, shrugging on his cloak and pulling in his trousers. "Stay here love, I'll be quick."

Severus stormed out his chambers, absolutely livid that his time with Olivia had been interrupted yet again. He begged his cock to deflate before he found the trouble maker.