Author's Note: More M-rating ahead, since this idea was floating around my head tonight and wouldn't let me sleep lol
Enjoy!
~RPP
The dungeons were no less deserted than the Entrance Hall and Freddie found herself having to slip past the Slytherin Head Girl who was patrolling the corridors looking to catch students out after curfew. Freddie didn't know the girl personally, she thought Snape might've mentioned her name to be Farley at some point, but it was easy enough to get past her. She seemed slow and almost bored, twirling her wand as she walked along the corridor. Of course the Slytherins weren't on edge after what happened during the Triwizard Tournament. They were pureblood, most of their parents had been Death Eaters, they assumed they were safe. Freddie doubted the other Houses Prefects were feeling as at-ease as Farley seemed to be.
She left Farley behind and turned down two more corridors before finally coming to stand before Snape's office. She removed her Disillusionment Charm and raised her hand to knock. Before her fist could hit the wood she heard Snape's voice in her head say "Enter".
Frowning slightly she lowered her hand and tried the doorknob. She found it locked and could feel the magic of his protective enchantments in place as well. She took down the enchantments with a few waves of her wand and stepped inside.
The office was pitch black, no fire in the hearth, not a single candle lit, but the hidden entrance to Snape's quarters was open and a dim light came from in there.
"Come," said Snape's voice aloud, his tone soft but commanding. Freddie quickly shut the door behind herself and, as they were going to be in his room, she replaced the enchantments as well.
"Good girl. Now come here," he said with a bit more authority to his tone.
Wondering if she were in trouble, Freddie dropped her bag and clasped her hands nervously behind her back before stepping into Snape's room. She was ready to argue about how she had a right to be in the Forbidden Forest, she was an adult, but what she saw made all thoughts of fighting go out of her mind. Snape was sitting on edge of his bed, the curtains partially drawn, and he looked to be wearing nothing beneath his terrycloth bathrobe. She could smell his tea-scented soap from across the room and knew he must have just showered.
"Come," he said in his most authoritative voice, parting his knees slightly. Freddie didn't need Legilimency to know exactly what it was he wanted her to do. She couldn't help but grin as she hastened to obey, for it was exactly what she wanted to do, too. But she also knew that Snape liked telling her what to do and she liked it that way as well, so when she crossed the room she stood before him with her hands still clasped behind her back.
His gaze roamed lazily over her body, down the green sundress that hung several inches above her knees, but his dark eyes were smoldering, hungry.
"You wished to see me, sir?" she teased lightly, feeling just a bit cheeky. She knew why she was here. "Was there something you needed me to do?"
He grabbed her arm suddenly, not hurting her just startling her.
"On your knees," he commanded and pulled her arm down – unnecessarily as Freddie was already dropping to her knees between his legs. His robe fell open revealing his stiff cock, a drop of precum already beading at the tip. Freddie licked her lips and looked up at him for permission. A sharp nod and a grunt was his only response but as soon as Freddie flicked her tongue across the head of his cock he let out a low hiss like a snake. She chuckled slightly, then began to give him long, slow licks up and down his shaft. She coated him lovingly with her saliva, occasionally darting her tongue across the slit at the tip of his cock before dragging her tongue down the other side.
She had a hand braced on each of his thighs as she worked on him, knowing he liked it better when she didn't use her hands. He covered her hands with his, then slid his hands to her forearms, effectively holding her in place. His grip tightened suddenly as she began to lick his balls. When she gently sucked them into her mouth his hands flew up to bury themselves in her hair. He ran his fingers through her hair as she caressed him with her tongue. She could hear his breathing getting faster and more uneven when suddenly he pulled her head back. She let his balls fall from her mouth in surprise as he clenched his fists in her hair and pulled her head up, only to push it down roughly on his cock.
"Suck," he hissed and she began to do so all-too-eagerly. She sucked the length of him in her mouth, laving him with her tongue as she did, which dragged a groan from him. He let her set the pace at first, but then he guided her movements with his fingers still clenched in her hair.
Do you know what I was thinking earlier? Asked his voice in her head suddenly, surprising her so that she stopped.
Uhh...this? She asked silently, her mouth still full of cock.
No, he answered and gave her hair a tug so she would continue her actions. I was thinking of something else.
Freddie was finding it difficult to concentrate on her task, remembering to breathe, not to use her teeth too much or she'd hurt him...now he wanted to have a conversation?
Am I supposed to guess? She asked sardonically.
I was thinking...what a shame it is that I cannot keep you tied up, locked up somewhere that the Dark Lord will never find you.
This again! Freddie jerked back, coughing slightly, and tried to wrench her hair free so she could argue with him.
"You idiot-" she began but yelped as he stood quickly and pushed her down on the bed. She rolled over to face him angrily, but was confused by the smirk on his face. She started to get up but he whipped his wand from the pocket of his robe.
"Incarcerous," he whispered with a smile and immediately ropes wound themselves around her wrists.
"What do you think you're doing?" she demanded, unsure if she should be angry or not. Was he just playing with her?
"Relax," he said with a short chuckle as he climbed onto the mattress with her. He gently nudged her onto her stomach while directing his wand to tie the other end of the rope to two of the bedposts. When that was complete he pressed a kiss to her shoulder blade and she could feel his wet cock against her thigh as he crouched over her. She did relax then. He didn't really intend to keep her tied up here forever, he was just going to tie her up and fuck her. She was more than okay with that.
He placed a hand on the small of her back and she exhaled shakily as he moved it down, giving her ass a firm squeeze. His palm slid slowly down her left inner thigh, his fingers ever so slightly grazing her damp labia. A shiver of anticipation went through her and she instinctively spread her legs further apart. He chuckled again softly before giving her thigh a light squeeze – and pulling his hand away. She whined at the loss of contact and tried to look back over her shoulder to see what he was doing, but received a sharp smack to the back of her thigh. He didn't need words to convey the message, she knew he wanted her to face forward.
Freddie stared at the stone wall, trying to guess what Snape was doing as she felt his body move away from hers. She heard the quick swish of rope from his wand before she felt the rough fibers of it winding around her ankles. She felt the rope tighten as he secured it to the remaining bedposts. She tested it and found there was little slack, just enough that she could move from her knees to lying flat if she preferred – or if he preferred.
She remained still, waiting impatiently for his touch anywhere on her body, but it didn't come. She knew he hadn't moved off the bed, she could feel the heat of his body between her legs though his body wasn't touching hers. After what seemed like several minutes she finally turned her head to see what he was doing. He was kneeling on the mattress, just looking at her, with a satisfied smirk on his face.
"I could leave you just like this," he said in a low voice when he saw that she was looking at him. "For months, years even, until all this is over. Until the Dark Lord is vanquished."
"That's not funny," she said, scowling at him. She pulled against the ropes binding her wrists, but there was no give to them at all.
"No one would know," he said silkily, trailing his fingers up one of her calves, back to her thigh. "I could keep you here forever. You would be safe."
"Stop it, Severus," she said. She hoped he was only joking but from the tone of his voice she couldn't be sure.
"You want me to stop?" he asked in a mock-surprised tone, pulling his hand away.
"No!" she yelped, trying to move back into his touch but the ropes stopped her. He chuckled again, a low, dangerous sound, and he put his hand back on her thigh. He moved on the mattress, sliding his hand up her side as he leaned over her. He flicked his wand to close the curtains the rest of the way, then placed his wand on the bedside table.
He had both hands on her now and he moved them beneath her to fondle her breasts as he kissed her back, then her shoulder.
"We could spend every night together," he whispered in her ear. "Wouldn't you like that?"
"Mmm," she responded breathlessly as he kissed the spot just below her ear.
"All I'd have to do is keep you tied up. I could make these ropes unbreakable...tell everyone you left to go into hiding..."
"You wouldn't dare," she growled and he pinched her nipple, hard, causing her to yelp.
"I could," he responded, moving his mouth back to kiss her shoulder. "If I really wanted to, I could."
She was about to retort when he moved his hands down to grip her hips and quickly pushed his cock into her. She let out a cry of surprise and delight as he entered her, but rather than fuck her he just held himself still inside her.
"I could even make you beg for it," he said in a soft, dangerous tone. "Begging for me to keep you locked up here."
She wanted to protest, but as desperate as she was she thought he was probably right. She whined and tried to move against him, squirming desperately. His grip on her waist tightened, fingers digging into her skin to keep her still, but it only made her want it more.
"Please," she whimpered, her walls clenching around his cock. "Please, Severus."
"Please what?" he teased, sliding one hand down beneath her belly to brush lightly against her clit, causing her to buck against his hand. "Shall I leave you tied up?"
"N-no," she said with a wince, worried he would pull his hand away or worse. Much to her surprise his fingers came back to stroke her, still slow and teasing.
"Are you sure?" he murmured. "I could have you here all to myself...fuck you whenever I felt like it."
She felt his cock twitch inside of her and she bit her lip to keep from saying yes.
"You don't want me to keep you?" he asked, applying more pressure to her clit.
"Fi-fuck," she moaned and bit her lip harder, to the point of drawing blood.
"It sounded like you were going to say 'fine'," he said and she didn't have to look at him to know he was smirking. "Don't you want it?"
"Yes," she gasped before she could stop herself. With a smug 'hmph' he began to thrust into her, his fingers still pressing firmly against her clit, his other hand holding her in place. Within seconds she was cumming so hard she saw stars. Her body strained against the bindings that held her in place, but the pain of the ropes digging into her wrists only intensified the pleasure she was feeling.
Snape held her tightly as she all but collapsed and moments later he emptied himself into her with a grunt. He was easing her down on the bed, pressing kisses to the small of her back, when the sound of a distant knocking spoiled the moment.
"Damn," he swore as he moved quickly off the bed. He grabbed his wand from the nightstand and was dressed in an instant. Another silent spell dried the sweat from his hair.
"What's happening?" Freddie asked, somewhat dazed from the force of her orgasm.
"Someone's at my office door. I'll be back," he said as he turned to go.
"Wait! You're not going to leave me tied up are you?" she asked, alarmed.
He looked back at her with a smirk and raised his wand. But he didn't untie the ropes, just covered her with a blanket.
"Severus!" she protested loudly.
"Hush," he said forcefully. "Stay."
Freddie glared at his retreating back but remained silent as the door to Snape's quarters slid shut behind him.