"FASCINATING THE BAT" (+18) *Severus Snape.

CHAPTER 9 🦇

After answering and returning the notes, he ordered and organized the topics that he would deal with in class, it was impossible for him to fall asleep again and anything that took him away for a few moments from what he had at hand was welcome.

He was risking his neck by responding to those letters. He, as a former spy, knew very well that you should never trust 100% in anyone, but he also acted like a needy teenager, allowing himself to be dominated by impulsiveness. Something that, until a few days ago, was unthinkable on his part.

He berates himself over and over again for his actions, although he also knows that he who does not risk does not win. And he wanted to win and prove to himself that he could be a tempting man. That he might have some charm that would drive females crazy. Although those "women" who have been openly disturbing him lately will be simple students. But it had to start somewhere.

It was a cliché for female students to have fantasies about their teachers.

What was extraordinary was that this "teacher" was him.

That's why deep down in his icy heart he hopes they won't attend. That they repented and did not show their faces and so they did not waste his valuable time. And if it was the opposite and they showed up, he would not be the one who regretted giving himself up to terrible immaturity.

But if he was sincere, he had to admit that these brats aroused curiosity and lust in him. The basic instincts of every mortal.

And although he was called the bat of the dungeons, he was mortal, human and above all a man.

His class schedules go by at a snail's pace. Although that was what he commonly felt when he was in front of his students, today the passing of the hours seemed particularly slower to him and he was beginning to get annoyed by it.

He had drawn up a whole strategic plan for what would happen in this room when the shadows take over.

The first thing would be to shower and perfume. Then he would dress as comfortable as possible. To facilitate the task of undressing, if necessary.

He wasn't going to fuck them the first time, he wanted to provoke them like they did with him. But he would be based on how things turned out. And if everything turned out great, he could repeat the matches a couple more times or who knows, maybe the rest of the school year.

He throws a Tempus and is glad to find that his last class of the day has come to an end.

He attends the last meal that was served and then goes to his room and begins to get ready.

His frock coat and tunic would not be necessary, he wanted to be as relaxed as possible. He looks at himself in the mirror and smirks. These girls must be desperate to have fantasies about him….or a great desire to lose his virtue no matter who….Whatever it was,was none of his business. The only thing he really cared about was that they weren't playing a prank on him. They would know the evil side of him if they were.

There would be no place to hide from his fury.

He waits until it is 9:30 PM and leads to his destination.

He slumps into his chair and fixes his gaze on the door.He didn't want to miss any of the girl who crossed his path.

He did not have stipulated beauty canons but it is irremediable not to think if they would be attractive or not, redheads, blondes or brunettes, light or dark eyes like his. If they would be slim or round.

He continues to give his thoughts when  He hears the door open. Her attention snaps to it and He looks expectantly at the figure who enters with some shyness.