Punishment

Attn: You should know who Harry Potter belongs to- if not- you don't belong here

Warnings: You should know this too if you've been paying attention to the story.

A/N: I'm not putting any more Warnings or Attentions at the begginnings of the chapters- both go for the rest of the story


Thanks Talene and Leonara and Anon, you guys are the best!


Alex showed up for her detention on time dressed in a tasteful black shirt and skirt under her cloak. Her and Sasha had set up another plan for her detention to try to get through to Severus. There were lots of ‘if this happens, do this…’ But that was all fine and well if Severus acted like he was supposed to. She didn’t know what he was planning. She looked calm from the outside, but was very nervous. Something about today’s class just didn’t sit right with her. She knocked on the door and opened it when she heard him say “Come in.” He was sitting at his desk, as usual.

“Good evening Miss Owens. Your detention tonight will be re-organizing the stock. Not the stock in the classroom, the walk in closet. Alphabetical order, A to Z, biggest jars towards the back.”

Her heart sank when he didn’t even bother to look at her. “Yes sir.”

She walked to the stock room and began organizing. About an hour later and half way through her task, He appeared in the doorway.

“Yes sir?”

“I didn’t say you could stop, Miss Owens.”

She looked down and cnuednued with her task. Nothing was going to plan and she didn’t know what to do.

“I’ll bet you think your little stunt today in the classroom was amusing.” He said taking a step toward her

Her blood ran cold, he knew! She paused in her for for only a second as she heard him step closer, and continued her work.

“I’ll bet you think it was funny. Watching me…watch you.” He placed his hands on her shoulders.

“Knowing the effect it was having on me.” He pressed into her back so she made no mistake about what exactly the effect was. Then he spun her around, and their faces were only inches apart.

“Knowing it made me want you.” Her breath was becoming shallow and warmth was pooling in her stomach.

“Do you like having that power, Miss Owens?” He moved closer so she could feel his breath on her ear, his lips just grazing her neck. Her world had tunneled, and nothing mattered except his voice and their bodies pressed against each other.

“How does it feel to have the tables turned, Alexandria?” He swept away, leaving her breathless, and she was all of a sudden cold.

“Finish your detention, and you may go.”

Damn that man! Frustrated she roughly started to put the remaining ingredients back.

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Severus Sat at his desk in his office. That had gone nicely. Payback was always sweet. Except that this time, he was feeling frustrated too. But if Alex was in as much pain as he was, it was worth it. He fully expected her to finish and leave. That was until about an hour later, he looked up and saw her standing in the doorway.

“Having difficulties, Miss Owens?” He said looking back down to his papers.

“No, I’ve finished.”

“Well then, it is almost curfew, off to bed with you.”

“With you?” She asked, a seductive smiled playing on her lips and she was walking around the desk towards him.

He started at that and looked up his his grading. His brain registered that she was not repeating him, but propositioning him. This was not supposed to happen, he was supposed to have scared her away.

“What’s wrong professor? Scared to finish what westarstarted?”

“What you started, and no.”

He was too shocked to move as she pushed his chair out from the desk, hitched up her skirt, and straddled him.

“I started yes, but you continued.”

“Only to teach you a lesson, Miss Owens!”

“Well I’ll have to be taught more, now won’t I?”

Alex pressed her mouth to his and blood rushed to his ears, making it impossible to think straight. He tangled one hand in her hair, the other hand splayed across the small of her back, pressing her to him even more. Their tongues battled each other as they fought for dominance. He yanked her hair back, exposing her neck to him, and he continued a fiery trail of kisses from her chin down her neck. Nipping and biting as he went. She was moaning and writhing against him, rocking her hips against him. She shredded off her cloak, and then worked on his. She bent down and sucked long and hard on his neck. He ran his hand up her blouse and found a nipple, rolling it between his fingers. She arched her back, threw back her head and gasped. Gods he wanted her. He stood them up and placed her on top of the papers he was correcting. He reached down and ripped off her panties. He dipped a finger into her as she shuddered.

“Please, oh yes Severus…more… mmmmm.”

He bent down and lapped up her juices running down her thighs. Her screams of pleasure echoed off his office walls. The site of her writhing on his desk made his cock twitch and fill even more, if that was possible. He rose and took himself out of his pants and thrust into her. And then the rational side of his brain came alive, in a very small part of his head. Why am I doing this to myself? Why can’t I ever stop? Why do I need her so b? I? I can’t keep doing this to myself. This is the last time.

He took his time, slow and gentle. Trying to remember every feeling that she elicited out of him. Every moan, gasp, and scream she made. The feel of her under him. She came, pulsating around him. He continued, trying to make it last. Until he couldn’t take it anymore and spilled into her. He bent down and rested his head between her breasts. Her hand came up to play with his hair. And he waited until their breathing slowed, their heartbeats becoming one as they rested. This was perfect. This would do. Silently, he said good-bye to Alex.