AMORTENTIA

CHAPTER 2

Snape slipped into Karkaroff's room, slamming and bolting the door behind him. "I've been waiting for over an hour," Karkaroff breathed, his arms around Snape in a tight embrace.

"I have been attempting to find... appropriate apparel. It has been many years since I first brought leather"

A glint came to Karkaroff's eyes. "Where did you find it?"

Snape smiled. "One of Filch's secret fetishes is whipping- he used to take several students at a time back in the old days, down in the basement. There was quite an...assortment...down there."

"Ah" Karkaroff smiled knowingly, "You sly devil. I had no idea you would fit into such small clothing"

Snape returned the smile, and dropped his robes.

"My goodness Severus, you look like a blimp in a condom. In a highly... attractive way."

Snape stroked his thigh with the long leather whip he had procured from Filch's private stash. "Stilettos on...or off?" he purred.

"Oh... on. They turn me..." Karkaroff coughed subtly, not-so-subtly twitching at the thighs.

Karkaroff squeezed his knees together to keep them from shaking.

Snape tottered closer, until Karkaroff could smell his breath on his cheek. The enticing smell of old tuna filled his head with unspeakable lust.

It brought him back to his days at Durmstang, when boys cologne and a scent of male erotica filled the air. Or perhaps that was just his memory failling him, and all he was remembering was the smell of his own office. Whatever it was, he found himself desperately seeking release

Karkaroff leaned down and leered at Snape. "You know, Severus...there's a reason the boys call me the Head...master."

"And there is a reason why I am known for my incredible wand work"

Snape raised the whip, and in a deft swish and flick movement, brought it down upon Karkaroff's back.

"Ooo! I love it when you play dirty. This morning at breakfast, when I felt that toy snake you had under wingadium leviosa, I felt positively titilated"

"You'd be wise to defend yourself against my Dark arts," Snape huffed, feeling the leather chafe against his clammy skin.

"You always know how to levitate my snake," Karkaroff hissed back.

"You take me to levels of magic I have never been Severus. Riding a broomstick brings on a whole new meaning now"

"Even better than Krum?" Snape asked.

There was a definite hint of jealously to his tone, as he remembered Karkaroff's special attentions to the Durmstrang champion.

"Krum is very talented, but with him... let's just say you get splinters"

"But not with me?"

"Not with you, Igor. You are the Durmstrang ship, sailing into my waters...at full mast."

"And you are my favourite potion. Filling my senses, tantilising my... desires and stirring up my waters."

Karkaroff grunted as one of Snape's pink stilettos dug into the small of his back. "I am your soldier, Severus...standing at attention."

"Say it louder, Igor," Snape urged, digging his heel in further.

"I am your commander... pointing my gun"

"Shooting off my cannon..."

"The balls going into the distance."

"Watch where those balls land, Severus," Karkaroff leered, breathing heavily.

"I hope they land in your battle field. Let me be specific. I want to be down in your south seas before I capsize full-tide on your thighs"

Karkaroff smiled. "I believe you will find my ship stocked full of able seamen."

"Perhaps we should find a suitable position so that we can both watch the door, Severus. I like it best that way"

"Excellent idea- I'm right behind you, Igor."

"Marvellous news, Severus. Let's sink this battle ship"

Snape smiled. "Fire at will, Commander."