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Severus stared at the sleeping girl slumped in the armchair in front of his fireplace. He pushed a stray lock of thick black hair behind her ear and traced a finger over her scar before he took out his wand.
"Legilimens." He whispered.
He dipped into the darkness of her mind like plunging headfirst into the ocean.
It was as if a film was waiting to start. First, the black-haired Ravenclaw (whom Severus disliked very much by this point) wanted to trade Chocolate Frog cards with Holly during an O.W.L exam in the Great Hall. Very soon, however, the dream shifted into the chase down the Department of Mysteries corridor.
The scene transformed again, this time to a featureless black door. Once inside, he recognized the room as a Gryffindor dormitory.
The breeze drifting through the open windows was warm and he could hear students on the grounds far below the tower.
Two figures were huddled together at the far side of the room. Severus moved closer, careful to keep his back to the cupboard behind him.
When he was close enough, he identified the smaller of the two as Holly.
The other was a tall boy with dark hair and pale skin, dressed in a Hogwarts uniform. His back was turned to Severus.
After a second, it became clear that the stranger had a hand resting at Holly's throat, pressing her against the twisted pillar of the four-poster bed.
They were conversing softly in the familiar hissing sounds of Parsletongue.
Holly seemed relaxed; her hand moving to her hair a few times too much for his liking. He could see her giggle and touch the boy's arm playfully.
His heart pounded painfully in his chest.
Severus moved until he could see the boy's face and although he had suspected it, he felt a surge of raw fear twisting his gut when he noted the strikingly handsome features and dark eyes of a young Tom Riddle.
The Dark Lord leaned toward Holly as if he was going to kiss her but instead he pushed her to sit on the bed, making her shriek with laughter.
The young wizard's lips split into a predatory smile, one Severus had never seen before, as he teased his wand up her thigh, lifting her skirt with the tip.
I may vomit.
Holly was now lying back on her elbows, following his progress with bright eyes, her cheeks red and hair messy. To his horror, she spread her knees casually, allowing the Dark Lord to move in closer.
And he did.
With adrenaline-infused panic gripping him, Severus retreated from her mind. Thinking on his feet, he thrust out an arm, knocking the cup and saucer from Holly's armrest with as much force as he could muster.
CRASH!
The last thing Severus saw as the cup shattered and he released the spell, was the Dark Lord turning his head to the side with a frown.
His office reappeared and he clutched his wand tightly, breathing hard.
Awoken, Holly blinked, rubbing at her scar with the palm of her hand.
"Can you remember what just happened, Holly?" He breathed.
The girl shook her head.
"It- it just felt very good. I dunno."
Silence stretched out as they watched each other wearily.
Holly's skin glowed in the firelight, her cheeks flushed with anticipation.
Severus swallowed before breaking eye-contact.
He was torn between intense feelings of jealousy and the fear of being discovered in Holly's head by the Dark Lord.
He did, however, feel a sense of accomplishment, now that he finally discovered first-hand what was happening in Holly's buried dreams.
What could possibly be gained by seducing the girl?
His mind reeled, jaw set and eyes locked on the pieces of wet ceramic scattered over the flagstones.
The sexual nature of the dream haunted him with guilt. It was like he had failed Lily all over again.
He drew teaching robes protectively around himself, aware that the voluminous material would hide any evidence of arousal.
A small hand came to rest on his knee. For a moment he just stared at it, trying to decide if it were really there.
Black and green eyes found each other again.
There was a dark blush on Holly's face, her golden spectacle frames glinting with the dancing fire.
The skin under her hand was becoming too hot to bear and yet Severus did not wish to move away, lest he startled her.
Her glasses reflected the stark white strips of his skin visible under strings of black hair. His cheekbones cast dark angular shadows and his brows were drawn together in a scowl that he could not get rid of.
Her hand slid up further on his thigh, the skin beneath his robes burned a trail of fire.
"Not this again, Holly." He pleaded softly, looking at her hand as if it were a snake on his leg.
Holly slipped off the armchair to fill the empty space between them on her knees.
"Now listen to me." He hissed, pinching her chin roughly. "I will only say this once," his voice rasping. "I am not easy to please. I might tear you apart . . . and I will only break your heart."
He snatched his hand back, breathing fast.
Holly looked up at him with stubborn resolve, her soft warmth and weight pressed against his legs.
Then the girl gently pried apart his knees and wriggled into the empty triangle between his thighs.
His body was paralyzed with indecision. Severus felt like he was watching the scene unfold from afar.
Her warm scent carried the smell of soap, coffee and something flowery and decidedly feminine.
He looked down his nose at her, his hands balled into white-knuckled fists on the arms of his chair.
She made a move for his groin, but an iron hand clamped shut around her forearm.
It was so delicate he knew he could snap it in half if he wished to.
Severus struggled with his focus, his Mark burned agonisingly.
This was what I wanted for so long, but taking it is another thing . . .
His mind raced, giving him reasons to just let go.
Rather me than some 'stupid boy'.
If this was what she wanted, then he would let her have her way this once.
Jealousy made his final decision for him.
Severus released her and let his hands fall.
Realising she won, Holly smirked beautifully at his surrender. When her hand inched back to his inner thigh, he did not stop her again.
She trailed a nail over his robes until she reached his loins. There, she slid her hands underneath his robes and fumbled to find the row of buttons keeping her from his sex.
He raised a brow at her, glad to see she was very obviously inexperienced as she still fumbled to release him.
Severus watched patiently as she finally coaxed open the last button with the enthusiasm of someone tearing open a gift on Christmas morning.
For a moment he wished that James could see his daughter now. The thought made him smile down at the girl between his legs.
He would have killed me for this.
Encouraged by his smile, Holly plunged her hand into his gaping robes and grabbed roughly at his cock, releasing it into the cold dungeon air. He drew a shallow breath through his nose.
Blood gathered rapidly in his pale length, making it swell even more in her fist.
By the awestruck way she held him, he concluded that she had never seen a cock before. She looked up at him, clearly unsure of what to do next.
"Loosen your grip." He drawled, trying to keep his voice cool, hands still not leaving the armrests.
He felt her comply, her loose fist now sliding slowly down his length.
Severus heaved a sigh of pleasure at the sensation. He could feel her heartbeat hammer against his legs.
A fat bead of precum gather on his gorged tip, and Holly took her time spreading the translucent liquid around with her thumb, eagerly watching his face as she did so.
He heard himself utter a string of profanities at the gesture.
"Don't bend it down that much." He said.
She sat up higher and corrected her position quickly, her hand moving from the base to tip in quick jerks.
"Relax your elbow and use your wrist instead." His voice was strained and guttural, the sensation of her hands on him almost too much to handle.
Holly obeyed eagerly again, her hand now bouncing up and down lightly, pulling his foreskin down and over the head of his cock.
To his absolute horror, she spat on her hand and rubbed the moisture around him with her hand.
He could not stop a deep moan from escaping him.
She looked up at him in surprise, but soon her expression became devious. She moved her hand even faster, the other now kneading his balls gently.
"By Merlin, witch –."
Holly's almond-shaped eyes flicked back to her task, working with renewed vigour.
In an overly enthusiastic gesture, she opened her mouth and, grabbing fistfuls of his robe, she swallowed him halfway.
Severus grunted involuntarily, his fingers curled into claws.
Just breathe.
He laid his head back, drawing his Occlumency shields around him lest he came too quickly.
Feeling more in control, he glanced down at the head of wild black hair rocking in his lap. She was sucking on him like he was made of treacle tart, cheeks bulging with every rise and fall.
"No teeth." He snarled to the chamber in general as she nipped painfully at him.
Holly slowed her frantic rocking, now using her tongue to cushion him from her teeth.
Severus struggled to retain control of his body. He closed his eyes again, fearing that seeing her would be too much for him to handle.
He could hear her breathing hard through her nose and whimper as she tasted more ejaculate leaking into her mouth.
Finally yielding, he snaked his pale hands down to where he knew her jaw was, taking control of her head.
He felt her pulse fluttering excitedly under his fingers, their combined magic crackling around them like electricity.
Severus forced her head down and thrust up into her mouth, making them both moan in unison.
The wrongness of it all somehow added to the charm.
An overwhelming pressure built steadily in his loins and soon he cried out like a wounded animal, pushing her to take all of him at once.
Holly choked prettily before pulling up, expelling his slick cock from the hot wetness of her mouth.
His temples pounded and he wanted nothing more than to be back inside her.
Her sudden laughter echoed like tinkling bells off the stone walls. She stuck her tongue out and pulled him slowly back into her mouth until his crown met the back of her soft, warm throat again.
He edged deeper, humming appreciatively in a voice foreign to his own ears.
His fingers were tangled into her thick black hair, repeatedly pushing her head down onto himself.
Severus shoved himself deeper still, watching with wicked delight as her green eyes started to water as she struggled to fit him into her throat.
Wet curls stuck to her creased forehead. Her tongue moved against him, trying to help.
Holly's hands suddenly left his hips, eager to reach down and find her own pleasure.
Severus had never seen anything so beautiful, her lips stretched around his cock, looking up at him through wet lashes while her shoulders moved in synchronization with her ministrations on herself.
He gathered her hair in a fist and pulled her head to the side, taking hold of her chin with his other hand.
She gasped, bracing herself and rubbing more urgently at herself.
His lip curled at her and he moved to the edge of the chair.
He held her in place on his lap and then he started to fuck her mouth with quick jabbing thrusts.
If he learned one thing today, it was that Holly Potter liked it rough. Which fit his love to punish like a glove . . .
His hissed as he abandoned all control. Holly too had surrendered to him, screwing her eyes shut and keeping her mouth slack, to allow him easy access. Her glasses had tumbled to his lap, but neither noticed.
She was still touching herself, her knees spread on the floor, writhing even as she was bent over his lap.
The sounds coming from her mouth was nothing short of glorious. Tears streaked down her cheeks and she gagged on every second thrust now, but he was too far away to care.
Severus guided her head with firm hands, committing every second to memory.
"I'm coming." He warned, savage and out of breath.
Holly took a gulp of air before reaching up to grab the base of his member with both hands, holding on for dear life.
His breath and hitched and body twitched as he shot three thick ropes of come into her throat.
She looked up at him, frothy semen dripping from the sides of her lips still stretched around his spasming cock.
He tugged her off and whispered, "Swallow, Princess."
She almost puked but still obeyed, greedy to please.
"Show me." His voice was low and firm.
Holly's lips were swollen, cheeks flushed and eyes wet.
She stuck out her tongue to show him the back of her throat. Apart from a few sticky webs and a string oozing onto the H on her chest, she was successful.
"Good girl." He purred.
He released her and sagged, boneless back into the cushions of his armchair.
The girl beamed at him, making him chuckle darkly and reach down to pinch her chin between a long forefinger and thumb, ignoring his trembling fingers.
He could think again.
"Stand up." He said.
Holly stood, her legs shaking slightly.
Her knees were red like she had been scrubbing floors the Muggle way all day.
Severus slowly reached out to the moisture running down her thighs with a quaking hand. He dragged his fingers up the pallid flesh until he reached the hem of her skirt.
Holly reached down and bunched the grey, pleated material around her hips. Her plain white knickers were damp with arousal, her legs still unsteady.
Severus brought his fingers up further, stroking the final swell of her thigh and dipping down to the fabric covering her sex.
He pushed his finger into her slit until even her clit was outlined by the slick white material. His dark eyes found her face again and at that moment she was more beautiful than Lily.
Severus pushed her back gently with a hand spread on her belly. Her skirt fell down around her legs again.
He swiftly tucked himself away, buttoning up and rising despite the heaviness in his limbs.
She looked like she was about to protest when he swept past her on his way to his desk.
"Come sit here, Princess." His tone was professional again as he patted the wooden surface beside him.
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