STD- Sport of the Thumping Desk

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At last, the train slowed to a stop. Akasha had felt the bloodlust beating through her veins since the fight with that pug-faced chick and now it was beginning to hurt.
“I’m STARVING,” Lilly said as they stepped out of the train.
“You would be,” Akasha began, glaring.
“Akasha Valerois,” a morose voice said from behind her.
She turned around and found herself face to face with Severus- no, Professor Snape.
“I have received notice that you attacked a fellow housemate on the train,” he said.
“So?”
“So, I am the Head of Slytherin House and it is in my authority to punish you.”
She looked at him blankly for a second and then glared. She turned to Lilly. “Save a seat for me, will you?” she asked.
Lilly looked from Snape to Akasha and then nodded.
Akasha turned back to Snape and said, quiet enough so that no one but he could hear, “Are you going to spank me now, love?”

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Lilly made her way through the crowd, trying to find a seat. She saw Draco, who motioned to her. She looked for Pansy, but she had apparently decided not to come.
“Sorry about earlier,” she said, holding his intense gaze just long enough to read his eyes. She leaned over the table, brushing her hair over her shoulder and smiling seductively to him. She heard Pansy’s distant whine and decided to take her leave. She left Draco with a note bidding him meet her in the Astronomy Tower at midnight.
He smiled, nodded, and hardened his eyes. “Go away, you half-breed lover,” he said icily for show.
The words stung even though she knew he didn’t mean them. She sat with Blaise Zabini and waited for Akasha.

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Snape led Akasha down into the dungeons and into his Private office. “Sit down,” he commanded.
“You know,” she said wickedly, “It really turns me on when you order me around.”
He turned away from her quickly and balled his fists. “Akasha, this is a serious matter...”
“The professor and the student... Sounds NAUGHTY, doesn’t it?” Akasha ran her hands up his back teasingly.
He whipped around. “You attacked a student!”
“She called me a HALF-BREED, Severus. You know how I get.”
“But you still have to be punished. You cannot be given leeway just because you’re not a real student. I cannot just because I...” He trailed off, looking down as her body pressed seductively into his.
She slid her hands up under his cloak and plucked teasingly at his shirt. “Because you love me?” His lips were set in a straight line as her fingers played with the hem of his shirt. “Because you want to throw me down on that giant desk of yours, rip off my clothes and take me? Severus, I surely wouldn’t mind that. But that doesn’t mean I expect you to let me off the hook. You know perfectly well that’s Dumbledore’s job.” She chuckled.
“I still have to give you detention,” he insisted.
“Oh, no. DETENTION? Anything but that!” she said sarcastically.
“You haven’t changed ONE bit, have you, Akasha?” Snape smiled slightly, awkwardly, like someone who’s never smiled a day in his life.
“I’ve learned quite a few moves in bed,” she offered, grinning. “Perhaps... Perhaps for my detention, I should have to let you have your way with me?” she suggested. “Yes, that would be SUCH a punishment.” She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek and then spun away teasingly as he turned his head for more. “I’ll see you at midnight,” she said and headed off to the Great Hall for her dinner.

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Laelithra eased the door shut behind her as she made her way to her prey. Her feet padded silently as she prowled through the Common Room. She caught sight of another similarly-dressed- albeit in black- figure.
“Where are you sneaking off to?” Laelithra asked a stalking Akasha.
“Where are you off to?” Akasha countered.
“I won’t ask, if you don’t,” Lilly offered.
Akasha shrugged and headed out the door. Lilly followed.
“See you,” Akasha said as she turned right.
“Yuh-huh.” Lilly turned left and made her way to her beloved Draco.

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Akasha stood outside of Snape’s office, wearing nothing but a silk black trench coat and stilettos. She knocked on the door, balancing dangerously on too-high heels, a bottle of wine under one arm. A second later, the door opened and Snape stood in front of her, unsurprisingly clad all in black.
“I brought sustenance,” she said, holding out the wine.
He scowled. “You are supposed to be in detention, not gallivanting around in- what is that you’re wearing?- and getting tipsy off of- well, maybe not cheap wine- but still...” He trailed off, seeing that his words were getting nowhere with her, except maybe to amuse her.
She took pity on him. “Let’s just say the hangover I’ll have tomorrow will be a sufficient enough punishment, okay?” she said.
She strode past him and jumped onto his desk, pushing its contents onto the floor in one furious sweep. “You know, I’ve always wanted to do that...” she murmured to no one in particular.
Snape sighed. “Just let me make sure we’re not interrupted,” he conceded. He shut the door and slipped the lock into place with a resounding click.
Akasha licked her lips and shifted on the desk. She lay back across it until she was sprawled out provocatively. She grinned wickedly as his fingers went to the hem of his shirt and ripped it off. He stepped closer, then, finally at the desk, he slowly lowered himself beside her. He idly toyed with a strand of her dark hair and then oh-so-slowly traced his finger down her neck.
She shivered. Violently. And closed her eyes. He watched the column of her throat work as she swallowed.
“What,” he whispered, “are you wearing beneath that coat?”
“Why don’t you find out for yourself?” she invited.
He slid his hand from her neck to her collarbone and then lower so he could part the silky coat. Splaying his hand beneath it, he found nothing but bare skin. In an instant, he was hard, his erection threatening to break free from the confines of his pants.
“My, God,” he groaned. He pushed his hand farther down, relishing in the feel of her silken flesh. He peeled back the coat, his hand gliding over her smooth full breasts. He inhaled as deeply as she when his thumb rasped over her nipple and pulled at her piercing.
Snape wrapped his arms around Akasha’s waist and pulled her on top of him, arranging her thighs so that they were on ether side of his hips. He ripped open her coat, his hands skimming over her breasts and down to her thighs and then back up again.
He bared his teeth and groaned, trying to control himself. “I don’t know how much more of this I can take, Akasha,” he hissed. “I need to be inside you. Now.”
She chuckled softly. “As you wish...”
Her hands tugged at his belt#, unbuckling it and jerking it through the loops with a slithering swish. With adept fingers, she undid the fly of his pants and quickly pulled them down past his hips and off his legs and tossed them aside.
She paused. “Now, where were we?” she asked innocently.
“Damn you, Akasha,” he growled. “Get back here.”
She smiled. “No need to get so huffy, Sevvie, dear,” she said sweetly before climbing back on top of him.
“I DESPISE you...”
He trailed off as she curled her hand around his cock and slid him into the length of her. She slowly lowered herself over him, impaled herself just half an inch, no more, then pulled up again, then let him slide a little deeper. She pulled away again. And repeated the steps several times until, desperately, he grabbed her around the waist and yanked her down hard until her tight, wet warmth engulfed his flaming erection.#
Snape was rigid beneath her, his face twisted in a grimace of pure pleasure. She moved with him, peals of ecstasy unfolding throughout her. Up and down. Agonizingly slow at first.
“That’s it, that’s it,” he hissed through clenched teeth.
She moved faster. Rougher, until she was pounding him so hard that the desk thumped against the wall with every motion. He was close to coming off the edge. She heard it in his voice screaming: Not yet. Not yet. Instinct was urging her to quicken the pace, and could not help but obey.
And that’s when she flew apart. A tingly, heated buzz rushed forth to encompass every nerve ending. She came. Hard. Snape cried out, a low, shuddering, keening cry of praise as he came, and pulled hard against his chest. She shuddered slightly, hardly able to breathe.
Spent and content, they lay, until Akasha wriggled out of an exhausted Snape’s arms.
“That was awesome and everything,” she said, tying the lapels of her coat back together,” but I’m DREADFULLY tired and should be heading back to my bed now.”
“You could stay with me,” he offered, taking her hand in his.
“Now, that would be inappropriate, love,” she said, mocking astonishment. “Besides, there would be that little risk of getting caught.”
“Since when have you cared about getting into trouble?”
“Since I didn’t want my fun to be spoiled.” She pulled her hand from his. “Save that wine; I’ll be wanting it next time,” she said and left him sitting there alone and naked on his desk.
As soon as she reached the Slytherin entrance- a hidden door in the stone wall- she paused. What was the password again? Finally she remembered. “Draconis Domine,” she said, and the door slid open.
Yawning, she headed off to the 7th-year girls’ dormitory, wondering if Lilly had gotten back yet.