Set two years into his professorship at Hogwarts. BEFORE lilys death.
Severus snape is still a dedicated death eater- spying for lord Voldemort.
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Olivia Blackmore was in her final year at Hogwarts and had become instantly besotted with her Potions...
He grazed his hooked nose up the pulse on her neck, breathing her in like he had all the time in the world.
"Definitely need a bath...or I could cover my own scent all over you" he threatened.
With a jerk forwards at her hips he pulled her flush against him from his grip on her waist- one hand sliding up the curve of her back where he pressing her up, tighter against this toned chest. He was lean and muscular at the same time, in the prime of his life and health:
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Olivia sucked in a sharp breath from the sensations buzzing over her on being back in his strong arms. The scent of coffee and the wizard's iconic manly, musky aroma filled her lungs with hints of parchment, ink and books- all making her head spin. The moment she looked up into his obsidian eyes with the combination of his scent, touch and warmth she was gone mentally.
A small sound escaped her throat which was a cross between satisfaction, the whine of need and pull of deep rooted attraction. She blinked a few times as her mind became void of a single thought. To make matters worse he took hold of her jaw without the slightest fear- considering she was still pissed. It was like a lion tamer taking the beasts brandishing sharp teeth in his bare hands as they gnashed for his flesh. The girl could finish him without trying should she desire- her magic said more than that much.
As if he had mastery over every inch of her he was touching, Severus ran a nimble finger down her cheek- sending a trail of fire down her skin in its wake.
He proceeded to maneuver her feminine body like they were dancing to a slow song- until the backs of her legs hit the mattress and she fell onto her back.
The dark tall wizard leaned down over her open form, spread wide for him as he laid his much larger, toned one against hers- between her parted legs. Her long dark hair was in beautiful disarray around her head on the bed, combined with her pinking cheeks- to Severus the sight was more beautiful than the rarest of Dark Arts Books or works of Art Lucius would acquire from prestigious Libraries and Museums.
Olivia shook beneath the Potions Master, she couldn't even think words. Silence reined for the first time since their reunion at Knockturn Alley as every cell on her body became hyper aware. She had wanted Severus for so long it had driven her mad from fantasizing about it on an endless obsessive loop. The moment he touched her so possessively right now and proceeded to get her on her back on the bed- she didn't know if it was real or if she had finally lot the last two marbles rolling around in her head.
Surely this wasn't happening? Why would this be happening?
"I haven't even touched you and you are tight as a drum for me" he said in wonder. "So responsive".
