our little secret [ snape x oc ]

05. making a deal

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A full day had passed since my interaction with Snape. The thought of him infatuated my mind constantly which made it hard to focus on more important things. Classes were over and hopefully Snape wasn't holding detention because a part of me wanted to visit him.

There was a gentle tap of my shoes against the empty hall as I walked in pursuit of his classroom.

My figure emerged through the door to reveal an empty room, despite him not being present I still took a step inside. I found myself up at his desk, my finger gently tracing the edge of it as memories flashed through my mind.

"And what may you be doing?" I heard Snape's voice from across the room, I immediately shot my head back to look at the tall man standing in the doorway.

"Waiting for you, actually." I respond with a soft tone, "How may I help you, Diana?" his cloak flowed behind him effortlessly as he began approaching me.

Before I could object, his arms laid on either side of my hips. The lower of my back pressing against the desk as I leaned back, he stared down at me awaiting an answer. "Well- I wanted to talk about what happened.. between us."

"And what exactly happened between us?" He cooed into my ear, his hand gently caressing the side of my face as he studied my features. "I think you know exactly what happened, Professor." his other hand squeezed my hip.

"Do I? Why don't we discuss this topic elsewhere." Snape began walking in the direction of the potions classroom dungeons downstairs, hesitantly I began following behind him.

After many stairs, we finally reached the room.

Bottles full of different items were sprawled across the walls, the lighting was dim giving the rest of the place a very eerie feel.

"Go on, speak your mind Diana." Snape rested his forearms on a table, my figure stood across from him. My arms folded over my chest as I let out a quiet huff, "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you.. Snape, I need more." my hands then pressed against the wooden surface.

"More?" he took his sweet time walking around the table until he stood behind me. His hands started at the sides of my thighs, but began making their way up to my hips.

"Such a needy little thing you are." Snape whispered into my ear, his hands making small circular motions as they moved further up on my body. Finally his arms snaked around my waist, I allowed my head to lean back and rest on his chest.

He was more than tall enough compared to me to look down at my face, soon my eyes met his and silence filled the room for awhile.

breaking the silence I spoke, "Why are you looking at me like that?" A small smile crept onto my face, "Nothing, it's just your eyes.. they remind me of an old friend." He continued to look at me with such awe.

I wasn't quite sure the meaning behind his words, but it seemed genuine and that was enough for me.

"Well, I hope that's a good thing." finally I turned around to face the glooming figure behind me, letting my hands trail up his chest before dangling off his shoulders. His hands began gripping at my hips once again.

just the simple touch of his body against mine was enough to turn me on. And by the feel of his bulge pressing against my stomach I could tell he was most definitely feeling something as well.

"I want to take you right here so badly." he growled out, "You know if we do something again and take it that far there is no going back." my eyes couldn't help but stare at his lips.

"Then we swear to never tell a soul about what happens, this is our little secret." His gaze fixated onto my lips now, "Do we have a deal, little one?"

there was a moment of silence,

"We have a deal, professor."