CHAPTER 13 🦇

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He caught them watching him in the dining room while eating breakfast and wasn't surprised.

It was obvious they would. They were sitting next to each other and both gave him a smile. He didn't reciprocate them, he just turned his face to another part of the room.

He was to make the difference between his teaching moments and his lustful moments. Mark the line between teacher and man.

He kept looking at him for a while up and down the dining room until He returned to them, who were now looking at him with a serious expression,He could almost swear they were annoying with him.

But they had to put up with it.

I never doubt that between them they already knew their partner's intentions towards him. Upon discovering who they were, he knew about the bond that united them and seeing them turn to look at each other and return to his face once more, it was the confirmation that everything that happened, was a joint plan that they had to conquer  him.

And for some reason unknown to him it didn't bother him.

In a couple of hours he would have them in his class and it would be very entertaining and difficult at the same time, keeping the memories of the night before at bay.

He was an expert in pretending, the unknown would be to discover if they would succeed too.

He would do everything necessary so that the discomfort he felt in the class where he was with a painful erection because of the notes was not repeated.

When he remembers that event, he knows that it was the beginning of a new phase and he feels joy with himself because deep down in his being he knows that from now on his days would be more than interesting.

The typical boredom of each one of them would be replaced by the sensation of danger, which more than intimidating him or making him reflect and put an end to this madness, forced him to want more.

How addicted to his vice.

Because as soon as his hands came into contact with the skin of the young women, his primitive instinct of his dominant macho was activated like the detonator of a bomb that would soon explode.

Suddenly he discovered that he wanted them only for himself.

He never liked sharing. Selfishness was part of his blood, so the redhead and Potter were no match for him and little by little they would be part of his girls' past.

"His" already liked the way it sounded.

With all these thoughts spinning in his head, he looks at them once more and then goes to his living room.
To his playing field.
To his territory.

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Ginny and Hermione weren't surprised by his cool demeanor. Was expected.

So far from feeling bad, they would play along.

He ignored them, they would do the same.

They also had to be careful that no one suspected that they had an obsession with their teacher.

When they gave him a smile, they did it in the form of a greeting and he rejected them.

They would have a chance to collect them.

Maybe today in class?...no, definitely not a good idea.

If they embarrassed or made him uncomfortable like last time, they would be in real trouble.

Snape was nota patient person and pulling a lot on the rope would be catastrophic. And for nothing they would risk losing the opportunity to be between his arms, legs or whatever he wanted to use with them.

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