Teacher's Pet | Severus Snape

Chapter 10 - Getting Close

He opened the door.
"I value punctuality. Good evening, little Flower."
"Good evening, Professor Snape. May I enter?" I smiled at him.
He looked gorgeous. Dressed in all black as usual, but there were some layers missing. He wore his usual pants with a black leather belt, tucked in them was a black long sleeved dress shirt, but the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and the first two buttons down to his chest were left open. And he wasn't wearing shoes or socks, I could see bolt like tattoos, fading onto his bare feet.
It all gave him a very relaxed look and I quite enjoyed that sight for a change.
Also, I couldn't help but notice that there were a lot less buttons, that I had to tackle this time. If all else failed I was even quite sure I could simply rip of the shirt.
We were standing close, and I realized how tall he was, for I had to lift up my head quite high to meet his eyes.
"I insist", he replied making an inviting gesture.
I walked past him, and his scent filled my mind. I closed my eyes as he closed the door and locked it. I was nervous, yet so excited for what was yet to come.
"Let him take the first step." I heard Val's voice echo in my head.
"A good advice." I heard him say.
"Stop, raking through my mind. It's unfair if I can't do the same to you."
"Well, it may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair", he said bemused. "But I am willing to teach you if you are truly interested. Just not tonight. Tonight, I am going to teach you other things I already know you are interested in."
And he put his fingers under my chin and kissed me softly. I melted right away into that kiss and when he pulled back, I slid after him and kissed him a little more passionate. I opened my mouth and followed the shape of his lips invitingly with the tip of my tongue. My hands wandered up to his neck and I ran my fingers through his hair that was hanging down to his shoulders.
He opened his mouth and I slit my tongue in. I wanted to make it unmistakably clear I was here to seal the deal. I wanted it all and in the way his tongue responded to mine, and his arms wrapped around me and pulled me closer, I could feel, he wasn't joking either.
But he broke the kiss and took a step back, while taking my hand.
"We're not in a hurry", he said.
He guided me to a couch with a side table on which there were two glasses. He handed me one of them and took the other himself.
He said in a commanding ton: "Drink!"
And I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and look at both him and the glass suspiciously.
He laughed: "No more potions, I swear."
He quickly took a sip out of my glass and went: "See?"
"Don't laugh at me. You gave me good reasons not to trust you lightly, Professor", I said flirty and toasted his glass, before I took a big sip, for my throat was dry.

It was time for my next bolt move. Taking our time was a good thing, but no one said I couldn't touch, feel, or tease him while we did.
I took his glass out of his hand and put both back on the side table. Then I put my hand on his chest, one finger slipped between the buttons and underneath the cloth onto his bare chest, and I pushed him gently down onto the couch. He watched me hungrily as I sat on his lap. I rested my elbows on his shoulders, so my fingers could continue nestle in his hair and I leaned in for another soft kiss.
"Well then, Professor. What are you gonna teach me tonight?", I purred and looked deep into the pitch-black abyss of his eyes.
He exhaled sharply, then went on: "Well, lesson number one:"
and he pulled away the cloth of my skirt from underneath my bottom, so I sat on his crotch only in my panty.
"No unnecessary layers between us."
Through my lacey panty I could feel the softness of his pants and something that was quickly un- softening underneath it. I shivered when he twitched and slightly touched my slit.
"Can you do that on purpose?", I asked genuinely interested.
"To some degree", he smiled and twitched again.
"But there are still unnecessary layers between us, Sir."
"Not at this point. At this point these layers help me to not wreck you right away. They help me to contain myself, Little Flower."
Snape admitting, he needed something to hold him back and control himself was an incredible turn on to me.
"Lesson number two", he went on and quickly put his arm on my back and swiftly turned me around so now I was lying on the couch and he was on top of me, resting one hand on my knee while still making sure I could feel him through my panty. "I will be on top... At least for tonight."

He leaned in for a passionate kiss and let his hand slowly wander towards my breast. He took one of my boobs into his strong hand and started gently kneading it while we kissed. He stopped kissing me and I panted.
Out of breath already I asked shyly yet hopefully: "Another unnecessary layer of clothing, Professor?"
"You bet", he replied and started unbuttoning my shirt.
He had to pull it out of my skirt to get to the last buttons. As he had finished, he let me sit up briefly so he could take it off me, then nudged me back on the couch and threw the shirt over his shoulder. I laid there in my bra and he watched me closely.
He started circling my naval with his fingers and moving his way upwards in circular movements. He followed the curves of my ripcage down to my hipbone and up the middle line again.
"Beautiful", he muttered and leaned in for the next set of kisses.
I was obsessed with his hair, so I kept on playing with it. But I have a natural strong urge for equality, and he was still fully dressed, so I let my hands move
towards the buttons of his shirt and started opening them.
"Need a hand?", he asked mockingly.
"Thank you, but I am eager to try for myself, Sir." I whistled and continued.
Him kissing me and the fact, that this time there were only five buttons I had to conquer, calmed me deeply and my hands weren't nearly as shaky as last time. When I had opened the last of them, I grinned triumphantly into our kiss.
He sat up. "Well done, little Flower."

He took it of and tossed it over his shoulder like he already had done with mine. I examined his bare chest. He was built well and very naturally, yet you could tell, he had strength inside his body. But what truly caught my attention was the huge chest piece tattoo running all over his torso from his shoulders to his sternum, reaching down to his naval. It showed a growling three headed dog. Kind of like a Doberman but make it demonic. It was very dark and intimidating to look at and it suited him oh so well. His arms were covered as well. He was a piece of art to look at.
I had never thought about him having other tattoos than the Dark Mark one.
"Actually, I have quite a few of them.", Snape said, watching my eyes scan his upper body. "I rather enjoy the pain of getting them. But usually, I don't show them off to anyone and keep myself covered, especially in front of students. But after tonight you will be familiar with every one of them."
I reached up and touched his chest. I let my fingers glide over his tattoo, and I stroke the dogs' heads, as if I was petting them.
"I like them. They are good boys", I said softly and chuckled.
He leaned his body over me again and said softly: "Silly child!", before kissing me again.