Let\'s Put the X In Sex

Disclaimer: I don\'t own Harry Potter or anything else you recognize and I’m not making any money on this. I am simply writing this for my own jollies and hoping everyone else will enjoy it too.

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Chapter 2 – Midnight Fire Caller

The next Friday saw Severus in a much more contemplative mood than the one before. All week he found himself thinking back to what he was affectionately calling his special delivery. Each night once classes were over and he had retired to his rooms after supper, he would study the blank photograph that had shown a woman who sparked his interest as well as his loins. He read the note that came with the picture over and over in hopes of recalling that familiar neat scrawl. Alas, every night he would go to sleep no closer to finding her identity and dreaming of a shadowed woman who would call out to him then laugh and run away as soon as he got close enough to touch her.

He told himself it was silly to be obsessed with a stranger in a picture, but try as he might he couldn’t get her out of his mind. It irked him to no end that he didn’t know who the woman was! At least, he didn’t think he knew her. He never saw the woman’s face when she appeared in the photo. He couldn’t imagine any of the women he knew with either a body that sumptuous under her robes or a personality that hinted she would be kinky enough to send him a picture of herself masturbating.

Finally, the last class of the week was over. Eager to get away, so Severus could puzzle over his mystery woman, he dismissed the little miscreants for the first time in… Well, probably ever without homework to hand in on Monday. Free of distractions since he ordered his two weekend detentions to serve a delighted Filch, Severus quickly closed up his classroom, setting wards where needed, and bolted for the sanctuary of his home to do a little sleuthing. He was a man on a mission to solve the mystery of the vixen in the picture.

Back in his private rooms, Severus removed his teaching robes, suit jacket, shoes and socks, then unbuttoned most of the buttons on his white dress shirt. Finding himself much more comfortable he flooed the kitchen house elves for a light dinner to be sent down to him. He was bound and determined to figure out who this woman was! After a satisfactory meal Severus stretched out on the living area sofa with his snapshot and letter in one hand and a glass of fire whisky on the rocks sitting on the end table just within reach.

Already he had tried several spells on both the picture and the letter to help him identify the sender. Nothing seemed to work. The photo remained blank and the letter was written in a hand he couldn’t seem to place no matter how familiar the writing seemed to be. Frustrated he downed the last of the whiskey in his glass and spelled the bottle to come and refill the tumbler for him while he thought some more about his mystery woman.

After many frustrating hours of getting nowhere and four more healthy glasses of good ole Ogden’s, Severus gave a heavy sigh. He was losing hope and the less progress he made the more negative his thoughts turned. He began to think it was possible he was looking at this the wrong way. Perhaps the picture was just a one-time thing. Maybe the reason the lady was spelled to disappear was because she never wanted to be identified. He had assumed that any woman who would send him a snapshot of such an intimate act was obviously interested in him sexually. The message in the letter felt like an invitation for him to join her in her pleasure. Could it be that he was wrong? Was it more for her own enjoyment? It was feasible, he supposed, that she didn’t want to entice him as she much as she simply got off thinking of him looking at her touching herself.

He frowned at that last thought. He didn’t like admitting it, even just to himself, but he was getting older. At 47, he wasn’t exactly a spring chicken and he had never been attractive to the opposite sex. The idea of a woman willingly coming to him and for him had risen his hope that after all these lonely years there really was a woman out there that would truly want him. Snarky bastard that he was on the outside, he did have needs and he craved the tender affections of a woman just like any other wizard. This new train of thought dashed the small hopes he had and made him scowl. He didn’t like being used for other people’s games and he didn’t like the weakness he was feeling. He was just resigning himself to the idea that perhaps he had read too much into this and he should have known better, when his fireplace suddenly blazed before his eyes and he thought he heard someone calling his name…

Startled him from his comfortable whiskey induced haze. He stared into the fire thinking someone was about to invade is personal space uninvited. Prepared to tell Albus or whoever was intruding on him to go the hell away, he pulled his face into a severe sneer. Oddly no one’s head appeared in the fire, but again the sound hit his ears. Someone was definitely calling his name! A feminine someone!

“Who’s there?” he growled menacingly, wand at the ready and pointing at nothing but the empty flames in the hearth.

“Severus, are you there?” she called out a tad louder. He shook his head and his eyes became wide as he realized he wasn’t drunk and imagining things. It was HER!!!

“Where are you? NO! Who are you!?” he asked quickly, putting his wand away.

“I’m in the fireplace. Well, not in it, but I fire called you. Were you busy? Do you mind?” the voice asked.

“Depends, are you the one who sent me that little snapshot last week? If you fire called me, then why can’t I see you?” he asked then added, “You didn’t answer the second question.”

“I cast a disillusionment charm on the fire. I’m not ready to show you my identity, but yes, I sent you the picture,” she said “Did you like it?” she asked slyly.

He chuckled, “Like it? Hmm, you could say that…It was rather… Enticing. You’re quite the tease!” he said seductively to the woman he couldn’t see and wanted so very much to touch.

“I was hoping you would like it.” This time it was her turn to laugh. She giggled in a coy little way.

”I’ve been racking my brain trying to find some way to get your attentions. In the end I thought a picture was worth a thousand words,” she said.

“Is that so?” he purred at her.

“Mmm yes, Severus,” was her reply then she said, “Gods, I love when you talk like that! Do you know what your voice does to me?” He could almost see her swooning.

“My voice?” he questioned raising an eyebrow.

“Uh Huh! Your voice makes me feel hot all over. It’s like bathing in warm liquid silk only instead of feeling it with touch, I feel it with my ears. Listening to you makes me feel so randy. I could listen to you talk for hours! Will you talk to me now, Severus?”

He was feeling a bit turned on himself right now. Between the much needed boost to his male ego she so readily administered and the sexy way she seemed to almost moan her words to him, he was quite sure if she wanted to talk he’d gladly recite the introduction speech he gave his first year classes to keep her there. “What would you have me talk about?”

“Anything!” she replied in a breathy voice, “What you do to me should be illegal!”

“What about what you did to me?” he replied, “There I was in the middle of the Great Hall with a raging hard on thanks to you.”

“I did that to you?” she asked.

“You know you did! And we both know you did it on purpose,” he scolded in a husky tone. If his voice turned her on, he was damn well going to make sure she came from it! “I’m a red blooded wizard after all. The sight of a beautiful witch spread open touching herself is rather pleasing to the eye. So tell me, if you didn’t fire call me to reveal yourself then why did you call me?” he asked.

“I was thinking about you again,” she answered.

“Thinking about me again?”

“Mmm hmm, I’ve been thinking about you for a long time now. I can’t seem to help myself. It wasn’t always this way, you know. I used to not like you at all. You’re hateful and mean, but you’re also brilliant and fascinating. It was gradual, but before I could stop myself I developed a sort of begrudging respect for your knowledge as a potions master and teacher. Then I started noticing how attractive you are to me too. I can’t help it. No matter how hard I try to fight it I still lay in bed at night thinking about you and wishing I could be with you, touch you,” her voice seemed to take on a dreamy quality as she spoke about him.

“You could if you wanted to,” his words sending a titillating vibration to her ears. “Do you know what I did while I watched you in that picture.”

“No, will you tell me, Severus?” she whispered anxiously.

“I went to my bedroom and undressed. I wanted to watch you in private. Just you and me. I wanted to join you in your play. So I did.”

“You joined me?” she asked

“Oh yes! There you were, legs spread wide. Was that just for me?”

“It’s always just for you, Severus,” she said in a way that told him her breath was coming a little faster.

“Will you touch yourself for me now?” he asked. “Thinking about your sweet puss open and wet for me is having quite an effect.” he said as his hands, of their own volition, quickly unfastened the rest of the buttons on his shirt. By the time he was finished speaking they had opened the buttons of his trousers as well.

“I’ll do anything you want me to, Severus,” she moaned, “I want to please you.”

“Then touch yourself for me, with me,” he commanded. “Tell me, would you like that? Do you want me to get off with you?”

“Oh Severus,” she called to him, ”I’d like it very much.”

He chuckled at her enthusiastic words and his prick jerked at the thought of this eager woman. “My cock is so hard. You did that to me. I’ve been thinking about you all week. I need a release now. Are you going to give it to me?”

“Yes, Severus, I’ll give it to you! I’ll do anything you want me to do.”

“What are you wearing?” he asked.

“My night gown. A plain long white cotton night dress.”

“Are you wearing knickers underneath it?”

“No,” she replied a bit shyly he thought, “I sleep without them.”

“Good, take off the night dress!” he demanded roughly, “Take it off and fondle your breasts for me. Imagine they’re my hands instead of yours. You have such perfect round tits. They were made to be suckled. I want to suck those delectable nipples,” he crooned.

“Mmm, Severus I want you to suck them.”

“Such an eager little nymph you are. I like that. Leave your breasts now. Open your legs for me just like you did in the picture. Is your puss getting wet for me, kitten?”

“Yeeeess!” she moaned, “I’m wet for you Severus. Soooo wet for you!”

“Good, stick one of your fingers inside your slit just like you did for me before. Spread those sweet juices for me and slide your finger in and out nice and slow.”

“Oh Severus, so good!” she moaned again.

“Yessss,” he hissed in reply, “it is.”

“Tell me…” she was starting to pant her now, “Tell me about your cock, Severus. Tell me… when you touch yourself too.”

“My cock is hard! It’s long and thick and it wants to be shoved in you fast and deep. It’s already leaking from wanting your luscious dripping puss. My thumb is rubbing over the head spreading the pre-cum around making it slick for you. I’m ready for you. I’m slowly sliding my fist up and down the length. Nice and slow, just like you’re sliding your finger in and out now.”

“Gods Severus! It feels so good!”

“Yes that’s it,” he replied in a throaty groan, “Add a second finger now and rub your clit with your thumb for me.” She didn’t reply to him right away, but he could hear the air leaving her lungs faster and louder with the occasional whimper. He didn’t need her to tell him. He knew she was doing exactly what he wanted her to.

“Just a little faster now, kitten. That’s it,” he ordered.

“Ooo yeah! I wish that I was there, Severus. I wish it was you touching me.”

“Close your eyes, kitten. I’m right with you, just like you’re here with me. Move faster now. Imagine it’s me. I’m fucking you fast and hard now. Do you feel me?”

“Yes. Severus, Yes!!!” she moaned.

“That’s it, feel my cock fucking your tight, slick puss!” he moaned as his own hand picked up speed.

“I’m so cl… close, Severus! Oh, I don’t… know… how much… more I can… Gods… stand!” she cried out to him.

“I’m with you, kitten! Cum for me. Show me how much you love it. Cum for me NOW!” he growled. His release took him hard a mere second before he heard her shriek his name. He groaned and rode out the waves of ecstasy that he shared with her. Her breathing was harsh and she was quiet, but he knew without a doubt, she came just for him.

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Several breathless minutes passed as both Severus and the woman tried to calm themselves. When he finally recovered he took his wand from the end table where it was set earlier that evening and cast a cleansing charm to clear away sticky semen on his stomach and dripping from his sensitive prick. He listened carefully for the woman with him to catch her own breath.

“Are you okay, kitten?” he inquired concernedly.

“Yes,” she answered back with a soft but unmistakable yawn.

“You’re tired, go to get some rest,” he said feeling quite protective of her for some reason. He’d never been the type of man to want to stay with a woman after he’d had his wicked way with her, but a part of him desperately wished he could hold her tightly to him until she drifted off in his arms.

She sighed tiredly. “I know I should. I just hate to leave you, Severus. Tonight has been so wonderful,” she said to him.

“Will you ever tell me who you are?” he asked hopefully.

“Yes, soon I think. I just want to be sure that you’re ready and that it won’t matter to you who I am. I’ll reveal myself to you, but not tonight,” she replied stifling another yawn and her voice holding a sure promise.

His chest seemed to swell at her words giving him back the hope he had lost earlier that night. He wanted to argue that she should reveal herself now. He didn’t care if she was Minerva McGonagall herself at this point. He wanted to tell her he wanted her to be his alone. Something inside of him needed to be with her. He would say anything to make her come to him. He knew when that moment arrived he would never let her go! He would never let another man so much as look at his kitten! He was a possessive man and he wouldn’t have her any other way! That evening, however, he never got his chance to argue with her. Before he could muster a convincing argument for his case the flames in the hearth died away and he knew she had indeed gone to bed. It was with high hopes and heavy disappointed sigh that Severus left his disarrayed clothing in a pile on the living room floor and headed for his own lonely bed. Soon she had said. Soon…

TBC

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A/N - Again let\'s all love my betas Dryad and Dryad and Shawna! They made this story as good as it is and I love them! Thank you ladies! Hugs & smooches!

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