The Prince's Seduction

SNAPE~ Dinner with Olivia

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Snape was busy making food for both him and Olivia.

He had a feeling the little Witch would show her face before the night was out- call it intuition.

True to form the sound of the bathroom door opening and soft footsteps alerted him to her arrival. Turning around he froze where he stood. The little minx was in a god damn towel! his towel- the smallest one at that. Her dark brown hair, now black from being wet, fell around her beautiful flushed face and bare shoulders in sexy glistening stands- dripping water over her ample cleavage that was bursting to get free of the confines of the snug towel she tightened around her middle. It barely covered her crotch. Slim creamy legs were full on display leading to her dainty pretty feet.

Snape wasn't a foot guy but the sight of Olivia's perfect feminine toes did something to him. He wanted them in his mouth, to kiss the sensitive soles of her small feet and graze his lips up and down the length. He would add his tongue for good measure- licking up the middle until she squirmed.

"Sorry Professor" she said breathlessly.
"I seem to be dripping down my legs..all over your lovely floor".

Snape pursed his lips, his eyes narrowing as her choice of words and the titillating breathy pause she took in-between.

Was the little Witch doing this on purpose?

"Where are your clothes Ms Blackmore?" He purposely chose her formal title to show how displeased he was. His voice was uncommonly deep even to him.

This girl brings something ferrel out in him and she had only just got here.
He had to turn the tables and quick.

"My trunk should be coming soon. Is it okay if I wear something of yours?".

"I suppose you have no choice unless you want to don a towel like a house elf" he snarked, getting affected by the thought of her wearing his garments. The visual of the fabric covering her naked skin, after only touching his, held an intimacy he wasn't prepared for. The sexual nature was there of course but it was also as if he was claiming her- marking her body as his with his possessions.

And it should be the other way around.

Snape walked off to his room and came back with a white shirt that no longer fit him, as well as some boxers. He shrink the black silk underwear down with a skilled swish of his wand and passed it to her- turning his attention to the shirt.

"You can leave that as is- I like it big".

He bit down on his jaw and passed it to her.

I know you do he thought, remembering all of her sordid 7th year daydreams about his large size and being stretched out by him.

She disappeared and came back with the garments on- looking even more delectable than she did in the green dress she arrived in.

If that was possible.

The sight had taken the Potions Master's breath away the moment he glanced her in the hallway earlier. Her figure and bust was outlined to perfection in the black lace and emerald green fabric- giving her a pleasing hourglass shape. Small shoulders and her dainty frame made her appear doll like and fragile looking to him. It called to the male in him to rush up and hold her- protect her from the harsh realities of the world.