The right buttons

Here goes the second chappie. Im glad that someone out there liked it! I assure you that it shall get better and better. I have been uber busy with work hunting. its harder than said.. Anyway, do enjoy!




Chapter two.

A growl echoed through the room, bouncing from very old, slimy stone walls, hitting pale ears. Fingers pushed into a pocket, hidden beneath school robes, pulling something from the \'black hole\', letting the item sit upon a table. \"Now! I expect you to pay for that! My father will not get a new one at the moment!\" Draco malfoy hissed, eyes boring holes into Dezi as she gave that same old \'Shut up or put up\' Look. A long sigh slipped past those full, glossed lips as she placed all of her weight upon one foot, leaning back onto the table, palm down. \"Now..I think that you should learn who you can and cannot mess with..So far I have proven that if you dare to push me about..I will push back..Mr. Malfoy..Back off and get over it you spoiled little brat.\"With those words said, the double doors swung open and a steamy Severus Snape stomped forth, black eyes burning holes. \"WHO DID IT?!\" HE growled, furious, wanting to crush the person behind the crime. His raised his fingers and turned on heel, pulling Dezi up from the floor by the coller of her shirt, the material nearly giving way to his treatment. \"Miss..Why did you snap my wand?\" He said, teeth clenthed, breath hot as his slipped over her pale cheek.

\"But..I..I\" She stammered, lower lip trembling, eyes wide as fear finally took its place and stood ground, shield and sword. \"I swear, Sir..I didnt do it!\" She finally blurted out, the young blonde malfoy gathering his things as he was given permission to leave with a wave of his Professor\'s hand. Malfoy padded away, feet making barely any noises as he slammed the doors behind himself, smiling like a mad man. \'that bitch is going to get it now!\' He thought, pleased with himself for gathering the nerve to sneak into Severus\' room when classes went about with the changing, so many students int he hall\'s, making it difficult to notice one straying. Sneaking back out of the small laboratory was a bit harder said than done. He had to hide behind a few desks and push past another professor, holding his breath as he stayed low, knee\'s bending to make him less visible. For a malfoy, he was very stubborn and very brave..To the point of blissful ignorance.
Snape growled, looking Dezi in the eyes, his brows furrowed, dark, glassy orbs making her start to flush with fear, hands rising to touch his shoulders. \"Sir..I swear I didnt\" She was dropped like a sack of bricks, a cry echoing as she hit the hard, stone floor, hunching down so that he would hopefully leave her be. \"Now miss...\" He started \"I want you to write an essay for me...I want it to be three feet of parchment..front and back\" His lips curled into a vicious smile \"Tell me why you find it amusing to draw Draco Malfoy being murdered in...colorful ways. And, I would like a foot of parchment paper, describing your relationship with your newest boy toy..If you dare try to fool me..I swear that I will post it where all can see quite clearly..\"

Sitting in that old black chair, Severus eyed the girl. Watched her as she sighed and thought, chewing on her quill every now and then, trying to finish up her essay\'s. He couldnt help but to enjoy punishing her. He was a man of few words and hid his passion of women. Oh yes, Mr. Severus Snape had a pasion for women..He loved to take one to his bed every now and then and take them until they screamed..Legs thrown over his shoulders, nails raking down their own thighs as he pounded away. No one knew of his animalistic intentions. No one would even fathom that he wanted to teach women the meaning of pain. When he was young, His mother wasnt the best and she would end up hitting him, leaving little scars here and there, letting him have her pain..her distorted view of emotion. He did infact \'didnt get enough hugs\' As a youngling and decided that he wasnt going down without a fight. If he had to suffer, so did everyone else. If he had to endure the shadows of agony..so did every other woman that dared to cross his path. Dezi was no exception to the rules and Punishment was too easy for his taste. A thought slipped and he raised his hand, placing some charms on the doors, locking them, making the entire area sound proof.

\"now\" His deep voice broke silence and pulled a gasp from the working girl, quill hitting the floor as ink spilled, creating an ugly blob of black. Severus smiled he viewed his reflection in the blob..He too was nothing but a big, shapless dark fiend. A fiend that would show his seventh year student ust how \'cruel\' he could be. \"Up!\" His voice was loud, booming throughout the dungeons, yet so crisp and clear. Dezi jerked up from her seat, the worn wood creaking , parchment rolling up and hitting the floor with a thump. A sigh escaped pursed lips and the next orders were given out. \"Take off your robes, get on your knees and clean up that mess! Now Miss Dezi!\"
Too terrified to object or actually pay close attention to his words, she obliged and placed her dark robes onto the desk, bending over, looking down at the mess. her skirt began to ride up, letting him have a wonderful view of her black thong. \'So\' He thought, smirking slightly \'She\'s THAT kind of girl? Too bad it isnt Sunday\' A chuckled to him and stepped back to grab something.
Before She could open her mouth to complain, a roll of papertowels was thrown to her, hitting her leg with a thud. \"Thank you Sir\" She whispered quickly, pulling a few free, bending over a bit more to clean up that mess. The Ink began to smear, staining the floor. Her eyes widened as she chewed upon her bottomlip, nearly bringing blood to its surface. \"Lumos!\" She cursed, putting her back into, sweat already beading as her shoulder started to burn from its work out. Professor Snape circled her, hands clasped behind his back as his eyes got a view of her rather large breasts, pressing against the material of her thin shirt, the cleavage beautiful as she moved down further.
His mind went straight to the gutter and he invisioned himself moutning her from behind, ripping those thin panties free and pushing his long, aching cock deep into her velvety warmth. He began to wonder how she would feel, milking him, taking every single bit of his pearly white semen and letting it hide away in her folds. His cheeks flushed with blood as more slipped down his body, collecting in the spongey tissue of his phallis, a bulge already pushing agains his trousers. A groan came forth and he went back to his desk, flopping down in the chair, fixing his legs so that he would harm himself. \"Go..\" He sighed.
Dezi looked up to her Professor, in shock, as she carefully stood \"Sir?\" She questioned, a brow raising.
\"GET OUT!!\"