our little secret [ snape x oc ]

04. heated dentention

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A part of me regretted what I did in potions class earlier that day, as my last class finished it felt like yesterday all over again. Now it was time to meet with Snape for my long awaited detention, hopefully this time it was would go normally. I wasn't quite sure what had come over me, and now I felt the effects of regret.

My head was hung low as I entered into his classroom once more, with a flick of his wand the doors almost immediately shut behind me.

His figure was approaching me quickly, very few seconds passed before the distance between us closed as he backed me into a corner. His arms on both sides of my head acting as a barrier from me and freedom, or at least personal space.

"What was it you pulled in class today?" He was clearly angry, "I don't know what you're talking about." I thought it was best if I just deny until he gives up, but it only irritated him more. His hand slammed against the wall, "Dammit Diana, do you understand what you were doing to me? Invading my thoughts with.. vile things." He practically growled out, the way he spoke made me think of my dream.

A shudder immediately sent down my spine causing me to straighten up, finally turning my head to face him my eyes met his cold gaze that stared down at me so assertively.

"I was frustrated." I quietly admit, "You're frustrated? What did I do to you, give you detention for misbehaving?" Snape continued to say with that firm tone. "You're not the only ones mind getting invaded by disgusting thoughts! I'm no longer at peace in my own dreams! I thought if I got back at you I'd stop thinking about.. never mind it doesn't matter." He seemed to be dumbfounded by my response.

As I attempted to get out from behind his arms, Snapes hand roughly gripped the side of my waist. With ease he pushed me back against the wall.

Our eyes locked and shared a mutual gaze.

"You know we can't do anything." He said in a low tone, "I know, it's wrong on so many levels." I respond just as quiet. My eyes travel down to his lips before they suddenly pressed against mine.

It felt like fireworks erupted inside my body, the passion we shared with a simple kiss was more than enough to throw me over the edge. My hands pressed against his chest as I pushed him back and onto a desk, his hands immediately grabbing under my thighs in order to pull me onto his lap.

My hips grinded against his hungrily as the kiss turned much more aggressively passionate. His hands roamed over my hips, up my waist and to my breast before he pulled off my robe. He eagerly pulled at the tie around my neck, tossing it somewhere in the room.

I wasted no time to begin pulling off his cloak, with quick hands I began to unbutton his shirt as he did mine.

Once my blouse was off he pulled back to study my chest with pure awe, "You're nothing less than gorgeous." He mumbled out before taking my breasts in his large hands, I would like to say I have a nicely large set but his palms practically swallowed them. With one hand he unclasped my bra, causing me to raise an eyebrow.

"Clearly you've done this before." I say between kisses, "And you haven't?" well in all honesty no, I have never gone very far but I didn't need that ruining the moment.

He stood up off the desk and carried me over to his, it was much larger and provided more room for us. He placed me down as he stood in between my legs, slowly he descended onto his knees.

Unbuttoning my pants he pulled them down without hesitation, it wasn't until he got to my underwear that he gave me a look of permission. Nervously, but still without any second thoughts I nodded quickly. He gently pulled them down before spreading my lips with his tongue.

He just barley nibbled my clit before sucking on it, rubbing one of his fingers against my slit teasingly. Soon he entered it into me, his mouth still attacking the nerve filled clit of mine. I couldn't help but let out a loud moan, quickly covering my mouth as my eyes shut.

My legs were positioned on his shoulders and they very quickly tightened against his head as he entered another finger. He knew exactly what he was doing, his free hand laid on my stomach. It seemed he could feel every time I flexed my core signaling whatever he was doing was right, so he made sure to continue with it.

My hands resided in his dark hair, gripping it gently as he brought me higher and higher to my climax. "I can't hold it!" I moaned out to him and his eyes met mine, pulling away "You're gonna hold it. This is your punishment." My eyes widened at his order, soon enough he was back to destroying my pussy with his mouth.

"Are you seri-.." I was cut off by letting out a moan of pleasure as he hit just the right spot, he kept pulling away every time I was about to climax. I let out an angry grunt, "Beg." He called out as he grazed his tongue against my slit.

"Please give it to me, I want you make me cum so badly.. please sir.." I whined out to him needingly, all I received was a smirk appearing onto his lips before he attacked my clit. Between his tongue and fingers I finally reached my climax so intensely.

My head immediately rolled back, and I let out breathy moans as my thighs tightened around his head. Finally when I came down, my legs loosened there grip and he stood up. His hands roamed up my thighs, "You're dismissed."