Sweet Soul Music

Disclaimer – Same as always, the places and characters you recognise are JK Rowlings.

Chapter Twenty Eight.

Pushing the door open slowly she stepped into the dimly lit room. Severus leaned against one wall with his arms casually folded across his chest; he had a devilish expression on his face.
“What took you so long?” he drawled sarcastically as Cat walked towards him with a hungry look in her eyes. The last thing on her mind was conversation as she grabbed the lapels of his jacket, pulling him towards her. His lips crushed against hers as they kissed each other desperately, unable to reign in their desire for any longer. The satin was warm to the touch as he placed his hand on her waist, sliding it round an cupping her backside he pulled her further into him, she moaned, feeling his hardness pressing into her stomach through the layers of material.

The more they kissed the more frantic they became, his hands fumbling with the lacing at the back of her corset as she pushed his jacket off his shoulders. He broke away, breathless, looking into her face with unconcealed lust.
“How the hell do I get this damn thing off?” He growled with annoyance in his voice. His impatience amused her and she stepped away from him smiling wickedly, he simply stood back and watched as she unfastened her skirt. His eyes followed the black fabric as it pooled around her feet and then his gaze travelled back up her legs slowly. The leather boots she wore hugged her calves and made her legs even more shapely, the muscles pulled taut by the spiked heel. Plain sheer hold ups covered most of her legs, the black ink work still visible through them. Cat reached up and removed her hairclip, shaking the long black tresses loose, so they fell untamed round her shoulders.
“Or maybe you should keep it on” his tongue flicked out the corner of his lips as he stared open mouthed at the witch in front of him. The corset accentuating her already curvy figure, making her look delicate and dangerous at the same time.

She had to admit that she loved having this effect on him, the feeling of power heightening her arousal. The last time they were together in his rooms he had the upper hand, now the roles were reversed and she seemed to be in charge. Raising her eyebrows she turned and walked to the entrance to his bedchamber, pausing at the door to look over her shoulder at the dumbstruck wizard. As she expected his eyes were glued to her rear, that’s why she had chosen this underwear, thongs weren’t normally her style. She walked through deliberately emphasizing her hip movements as he followed behind.
His breath was warm against her ear as he pressed himself against her back.
“That has got to be the most pointless item of underwear I have ever seen.” his hands reached round and gently stroked the satin covering her mound.
“Don’t you like it?” his touch was making her voice tremble slightly.
“I didn’t say that.” as he ground his erection against her cheeks to emphasise the point. Smiling she wriggled out of his embrace and turned to look at him, his striking features made even more handsome by his desire.
“Lucky, lucky bitch” she thought to herself as she loosened the knot of his tie. Of course it was made of silk “that could be useful” her imagination butted in. Placing the tie on the end of the bed next to her she started to slowly unbutton his shirt.

The soft skin of her hands sent shivers up his spine as she ran her fingers over his chest; sliding one under his shirt she dragged a single fingernail down his spine. His back arched involuntarily at the contact bringing a smile to Cat’s face, some tricks never failed. Sliding his sleeves down his arms she moved forward and kissed him again. As their lips met she took control of the kiss, her tongue teasing his lips as her courage grew. Severus groaned as her teeth gently nibbled his lower lip, he had never been with a woman who even tried to be forceful before and he liked it a hell of a lot. While he was distracted by her attentions she reached for his tie that she had removed earlier. Gently guiding his arms she brought them together at the small of his back.

The look of shock on his face was priceless as he felt the thin strip of silk against his wrists.
“I’m in a playful mood” she purred up at him as her hands worked behind his back, binding his arms in place.