After they had declared their love for each other in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Severus couldn't wait to get Florence alone. But they still had a busy morning ahead of them with two periods of Potions following two of DADA.
And then Slughorn asked Severus to assist him with some concoctions during lunch time – something Florence found out her boyfriend charged the professor a hefty fee of twenty galleons an hour to do.
In the afternoon, they would have double periods of Alchemy and Charms, with a short fifteen-minute break between them.
So finding time to be together during that day was impossible; but once Charms class was over, Severus and Florence ran to their Common Room and, the moment the door closed behind them, he had her against the wall, their lips connected in a hot kiss, his tongue curling around hers, making her weak with lust.
She fisted her hands in his uniform and his hair, wrapping one leg around his waist as he trailed open-mouthed kisses down her neck.
"Fuck, Florence," he gasped, burying his nose in her cleavage, "I love your skin, your scent-" he ran his nose up from her breasts to her ear, where he whispered: "I want to have you under me, touch and pleasure you until my name is the only word you know."
She rubbed against him, whimpering when he bent his knees a little to press his hard dick between her legs.
"Please," she moaned low.
Her plea going straight to his cock. He grabbed her thigh, pulling her closer.
But the Common Room door was suddenly opened and several students walked in.
Severus let go of Florence's leg and took a step back, putting some distance between their bodies – however, the way they both panted, and looked hungrily at each other, was enough to let everyone know what they had been doing.
"There's no Astronomy lessons tonight," Severus said.
Florence smiled seductively, closing the gap between them, touching his chest, "Let's study some planets after dinner then."
He nodded and they kissed once more before each went to their respective dormitory to shower and change before dinner.
Severus got out of his dormitory before Florence had exited hers, so he sat on the sofa to wait for her.
"Severus," he heard his name being called.
"Eric," he greeted, getting up to speak to the older housemate.
Eric stopped close to him and whispered: "The Lord was very impressed with your Invigorating Draught and Veritaserum. They've both worked perfectly. The previously agreed value has already been transferred to your Gringotts account."
Severus supressed the urge to smile in pride and relief, "Tell the Lord I'm glad to be of assistance, anytime."
"I'll let you know what they'll be needing next and when."
Severus nodded and Eric Travers left the Common Room.
Florence left her dormitory and found Severus alone in their Common Room but for Eric Travers, a seventh-year, who was walking to the exit door.
She frowned, it was obvious the two of them had been talking in the minutes before she appeared – and she knew her boyfriend had gone missing with Travers more than a few times. Also, she recognised that surname: Eric's father was a loyal follower of her father's.
She pondered about mentioning anything about Travers' presence in the Common Room, but decided against it. She wanted to have a good night with her boyfriend, and arguing about wannabe Death Eaters would be counterproductive.
Severus got up from the sofa and watched as Florence walked towards him.
She had on a long-sleeved dress and flat shoes, her long hair falling in beautiful waves down her shoulders, some parts of it curling at the tips. She stopped in front of him and he immediately pulled her close.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered over her lips, before kissing her.
She touched his chest over the dark grey sweater he was wearing, "I really like seeing you in jeans," she murmured, touching the tip of her fingers to the waistband of his trousers, making him groan at her teasing touches.
"I'm anxious to study some planets, Sev," she whispered over his lips, "I'm not really hungry."
He smirked and took her hand, "So planets it is."
As soon as they arrived in the Astronomy Tower, Severus cast some spells: "Homenum revelio," - which showed that only Florence and he were in the Tower - then: "Muffliato."
Florence added: "Confuto intrusor."
"What's that?"
"Just a spell I learned in Durmstrang. It'll stop anyone who wants to get to the Tower. They'll get confused about why they were coming here and then they'll go away."
"That's a good one," He pocketed his wand and looked at Florence, feeling the connection between them stronger than ever in the silence of the Tower, "I meant what I said earlier: I love you, Florence."
She smiled, her heart beating faster in excitement, "I love you too."
Severus walked towards her slowly, admiring her beauty under the moonlight that filled the room from the many large openings.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, appreciating the fact that she was almost a head shorter than him and fit so perfectly against him.
"You're a dream, Flor." He laid a kiss on the corner of her mouth, "So perfect," another kiss on the opposite corner.
"Stop teasing me, Severus!" She huffed in complaint.
He chuckled, "I'm trying to be romantic here, love."
"Fuck romantic!" she pulled him down to an open-mouthed kiss.
And as her taste filled his mouth and her magical blood started to charm him, Severus was taken by the need to pleasure her, to make her moan, so he pushed her against the wall, deepening the kiss, holding her face and trying to wrap his tongue around hers, making her lose herself in her own need for him.
He trailed kisses from her lips, down her neck, to her collarbone.
"Buttons," she gasped, "You can open the buttons."
Then he noticed the row of delicate silver and pearl buttons in front of her dress, "Fucking minx, you're trying to kill me," he sounded pained but he quickly opened the first button, kissing the exposed skin, then he moved to the second one, kissing the exposed skin again.
"Fuck- you smell so good," he groaned with his nose between her tits.
He moved his lips upwards, back to hers, taking her mouth in a heated dance of tongues again.
Florence's hands had found their way under his jumper and shirt, caressing his skin, marking his back with her nails.
He kissed down her neck again, using his teeth for he knew she enjoyed being lightly bitten, smiling when her breath hitched in response.
"Open more buttons," she whispered.
And he eagerly obeyed, opening a third button that let him right at the top of her breasts.
"Another, Sev."
And, again, he obeyed, being now able to pull the two halves of the parted fabric to the sides and look at her breasts, surprised that the beautiful mounds were completely bare to his eyes. He stopped; his eyes glued to the pebbled nipples he had waited so long to see.
"I seem to have forgotten to put on a bra," she whispered, looking at him as he looked at her.
"These- these drove me insane the whole summer," he replied in a soft voice, "You wore those damn silk tops to bed, and they marked your nipples deliciously. And now... here they are."
"What are you going to do about that?" Florence teased him.
He lifted both his hands to her tits, cupping one in each hand, his thumbs passing over her nipples once, twice, each time making her gasp and arch her back, getting them closer to his mouth.
He couldn't resist any longer, he covered the tip of one breast with his mouth and sucked, his tongue caressing the hard nub inside his mouth.
She moaned, one hand tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. "Do it again," she pleaded, "Harder!"
And he let go of that breast to do the same to the other. Florence moaned; but when he pressed his teeth on her nipple, she shouted in pleasure.
He alternated between each breast, caressing, kissing, touching, licking and sucking on them until her nipples were red from all of his attention and she was a babbling mess of need.
He looked at her, head thrown back, eyes closed, lips parted, gasping for air - she was the perfect picture of desire, of pleasure, of all things forbidden – and he had been the one to do that to her.
He brought their bodies tightly together, making her feel his hard member through the fabric of their clothing, and started to rub himself between her legs.
Florence whimpered; she was so turned on she felt like her body was burning underneath that dress.
"You need to do something, Sev. I won't be able to sleep or function without... something," She panted, her hands low on his hips, keeping him close.
"What do you want me to do, Flor?"
She took his right hand and guided it under her dress, between her thighs, "Feel that?" she whispered as his fingers brushed her soaked knickers.
He groaned in response, "Fuck, Florence. You're dripping!"
"You did that to me. Touch me, please, Sev. I'm burning," The veela inside her was screaming to be let out, to drive Severus insane with desire so much so that he'd fuck her against the wall right then.
He pulled her knickers to the side and touched her drenched folds. She arched her back and positioned his hand exactly where she wanted, beginning to move her hips, fucking herself on his fingers.
He groaned, his painfully hard cock jerking inside his pants, as she kept on moving her hips on his fingers.
The tip of a finger penetrated her hot channel, "Yes. Do it, Sev," And he slid his whole finger in, moving it in and out slowly, his eyes never leaving her face, "Another one," she moaned and he obeyed, making her moans increase in volume as her hips did in speed, she moved faster until he felt her cunt clamping on his fingers, "Get them deeper." She begged, and he penetrated his fingers as deep into her pussy as he could, his palm pressing on her clit, and she trembled, screaming his name as she finished riding her climax.
Severus had never seen a more delicious picture. No porn could have ever prepared him for how he'd feel after making Florence cum.
She moved her hand over his, asking him to pull his fingers out. He immediately brought them to his face, smelling her cum and giving in to the need to taste it.
"Now..." she spoke sensually, "It's your turn," And she was opening his fly, smiling devilishly as she kneeled in front of him. He braced an arm on the wall for he knew he'd need added support for what was about to happen.
"Flor, if you don't want to..."
"Does it look like I don't want to?" she pulled his trousers down and bit his cock through the fabric of his pants, "I've been dying to have a look at the hard cock I rubbed against all summer. And I just have this need to taste you," She pulled his pants down, releasing his member and wrapping a hand around it.
Severus sucked in a breath, fisting his hands in an effort to stop himself from grabbing her hair and sliding his cock down her throat.
She moved her hand up and down his thick shaft, watching his reaction. Then she licked the large head, making him moan and his legs tremble, she sucked as much of him into her mouth as she could and he growled, fisting a hand in her hair.
Florence moaned as he started to thrust shallowly into her mouth and it didn't take him long to lose control. He moved faster and she sucked harder and he came, filling her mouth with his cum. To his surprise, and absolute pleasure, Florence swallowed, seeming to enjoy licking him clean as well.
When she seemed satisfied, he helped her up and took her lips violently, tasting his seed in her mouth – something he thought would disgust him, but actually made him hornier. He wanted to get her on the floor and fuck her.
"Severus, we'd better go," she moaned, "Soon it'll be past curfew."
"I don't want to stop..." he growled against her neck, biting and then licking to soothe the pain.
"Neither do I... but we must," she whimpered as he closed his lips over one nipple again.
"Damn. You're so delicious." He tortured her other breast before stopping, "But you're right," his voice sounded rough, "Fuck, I want you even more now."
Florence chuckled and kissed him once more as she started to close her buttons. Severus put his still hard dick back into his pants and zipped up his trousers.
They walked back to the common room carefully avoiding being seen by any prefects.