Suffering Part 6: No Longer

Chapter 34

Moments after you text conversation with Severus and Lucius about Lockwood.

**Lucius:**

Can't stop thinking about tonight. I'm dying here, constantly fighting myself inside these trousers.

**Severus:**

Same here. The way she looked this morning... I wanted to push her over and just take it.

**Lucius:**

I want to start by kissing every inch of her body, slowly. I want to hear her little begs.

**Severus:**

I want to pin her down, make her feel completely at our mercy. Watching lips pouting when she can't free herself...🫦😌

**Lucius:**

Imagine her gasping, arching her back as we take turns with her. Her beautiful tits bouncing for us when she struggles. The way she comes undone...

**Severus:**

I want to taste her, savor her until she cries for more. 😝

**Lucius:**

The way she begs for us... I can already hear her sweet, desperate cries.🥹 The 'oh Daddy please just fuck me'

**Severus:**

And when we finally take her, I want it to be slow at first, making her beg even more. 🤔

**Lucius:**

Then hard and deep, making her lose control completely. The thought of her coming undone beneath us...😏

**Severus:**

The way her hands grab at us, her body trembling...🫠

**Lucius:**

I can't wait to see her eyes when she realizes there's no escape, only pleasure. Again and again. 🥵

**Severus:**

Tonight will be unforgettable. She won't know what hit her. 😈

**Lucius:**

Tonight can't come soon enough. Love you, Severus. 💚

**Severus:**

Love you too, Lucius. Tonight will be everything. 💚

After a long and exhausting day of classes, you finally find a moment to yourself. The Potions classroom is quiet and dimly lit, the shadows lengthening as the evening draws near.

You gather your things and head towards the potions closet to lock up for the night, your mind still buzzing with the events of the day.

As you approach the closet, you feel a sudden chill in the air, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up. You hesitate for a moment, glancing around the empty classroom. The usual comforting ambiance of the castle now feels eerie and unsettling.

Taking a deep breath, you push open the door to the potions closet. The small room is lined with shelves of ingredients, bottles, and equipment, all meticulously organized. You step inside and begin to lock up, your mind preoccupied with thoughts of your students, Severus, and Lucius.

Suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you see a dark figure materializing in the far corner of the closet. Your heart skips a beat, and a wave of dread washes over you. The figure is shadowy and indistinct, yet it exudes an oppressive presence that makes it hard to breathe.

As the figure takes shape, you recognize the horrifyingly familiar features. The gaunt, snake-like face, the red, slitted eyes – it looks like him. You hadn't felt or scene him since your surgery more than a year and a half ago.