The Prince's Seduction

OLIVIA~ Trouble in paradise

Potions followed the same routine where Olivia teased the Potions Master like it was her new favorite hobby.

She may have got her release earlier but that didn't mean the low hum of painful, physical attraction wasn't there when she saw him again. If anything she was drawn to Snape even more after indulging in thoughts of the Dark Wizard's hands and mouth all over her.

Noticing his snappy, tense demeanor during class and uncalled for sneer covering his face, it validated Olivia's earlier assumption that he had been watching during her show. He seemed utterly frustrated.

Dipping into her memories of the spoon incident, Olivia refocused her mind and continued her vendetta against the man. She spoke to him with a wide eyed, breathy lilt to her voice and bit her lip whenever she was looking elsewhere and felt his heavy gaze upon her. She pressed her breasts together with folded arms or bent over desks to peer into cauldrons in such a way that made them bulge and show the shape more distinctly.

When Snape stalked out furiously at the end of the two hour class, she laughed to herself cunningly and felt the urge to see where he went. The little Witch was having too much fun and it wasn't the first time he left like this- she was curious as to where he went.

If she happened to wind him up more with that silver tongue of hers all the better.

As students packed up, Olivia did a quick cleaning spell to deal with the classroom and charmed the door to lock after the last child left. Leaving the room she raised her hand and performed a tracking charm on the cold dungeon air in the vacant hallway. A black, glittery trail blossomed into thin air, leaving a visual footprint of Snape's residual magic for her to follow. The clever Witch caught up to him in no time at all, glimpsing the familiar swoosh of black robes disappearing towards their shared living quarters.

Waiting a few moments, so he didn't notice her on his tail, she walked into their apartment in true Slytherin fashion- silent as a snake. The thought of scaring the man and jumping out at him when he had his back to her urged her forwards with a smile on her lips.

Just as her chest filled with bubbles of humor they were swiftly popped from existence when she heard deep grunting coming from their shared bathroom. Olivia followed the noise to the door which in Snape's haste had not been fully closed properly- sadly it didn't have a gap she could peep through either. The grunting was joined by suppressed, fast panting and a fapping sound like the person inside was jerking their meat. Lewd, manly, sexual groans echoed around the tiled bathroom amplifying everything she heard. A surge of heat rushed through Olivia, making her cheeks tinge bright red and discomfort spread from the tight fit of her dress as she felt hot all over. She wanted to rip off the damn thing as it clung to her now sweaty skin.

Holy hell he's rubbing one off!

Snape's heavy breathing filled her ears until it was all she could hear, this was followed by an increase in the speed of his fapping hand movements.

Olivia bit down on her lip from the waves of arousal flowing through her at being privy to such a thing. She found herself soaking through her panties in seconds. Her pussy throbbed as if aching for something to be placed inside of it. Slowly she found herself leaning forwards towards the door as her eyes fluttered closed from need. Gently she rested her forehead against the wood as she lost all sense of where she was, her fingers moving under the hem of her dress without her awareness. With a mind of their own, the delicate digits slipped into the side of her soaked panties, finding her swollen clit which was eager to play. Touching herself, Olivia held back a moan as a deep voice mumbled from the other side of the door.

"Naughty girl" which was followed by a husky
"You take me so well" .

Both sentences affected her mind and body like a diabetics trigger shot- shooting her to the brink of orgasm with a powerful burst.