The Professor

Chapter


Severus stood outside of the large wooden doors that lead into the main hall in Hogwarts. The sky was black and the moon hung in full view in the sky. He heard distant sounds of nocturnal animals carrying on with their business as usual.

But it wasn’t business as usual for the Potions Master of Hogwarts.

Severus looked at his watch.

12:27 a.m.

Soon, very soon, Chloe would be coming through the doors, into the moonlight to join him. His goal was to give her the moonlight stroll she longed for. He had seen it in her memories. Her desire to share the night with him outside of the walls of Hogwarts.

Severus felt the all too familiar rush of energy soar through him at he thought of Chloe.

He turned his head as the doors squeaked a little and Chloe appear in the flood of light from the hall. She was stunning. She wore her hair down, which made his heart beat all the faster. She wore a dark blue set of robes Severus had never seen her wear before.

She looked slightly nervous and excited all at once. She closed the doors behind her and walked over to his side. He felt his body being magnetically drawn to her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and drew her to him. Her face was lit by the moonlight and her eyes shone brightly beneath heavily lidded eye lashes.

“Hi Severus.” She said coyly. He leaned in to kiss her and found her arms quickly wrapped around his neck.

Immediately he felt as if he was going to explode from the emotions raging within him. He was normally the host to more negative emotions. These new found emotions were staggering in their strength.

He clasped his hand in hers and whispered in her ear.

“This way.’ She smiled and followed him as he took her towards the lake.

“Where are we going Severus?” She asked in mock exasperation. Severus felt his face contort in a scowl.

“You will see. Soon.” He lead her further and further from the castle until he could see the lights high on the hill from the candles that still burned. Severus followed the perimeter of the lake until he found what he was looking for.

On the outskirts of the forbidden forest, where the lake met the woods edge, was a small canopy of trees. Severus stopped beneath the trees.

He hoped that he had gotten it right. Now that she was here, he felt foolish and a bit awkward.

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Chloe saw what Severus had done. Under a wonderful canopy of trees, next to the lake, he had set up a small picnic. Her eyes found wine, cheese, bread and something that had to be made out f chocolate. A blanket made of black crushed velvet was spread on the ground to cushion the forest floor.

Chloe couldn’t speak at first. She caught a glimpse of Severus looking a little uncomfortable and she smiled. This was not like him at all. This wasn’t at all what she had expected really. This was so….romantic.

She released his hand and stepped onto the black coverlet. She reached out her hand to him and beckoned him closer. He looked like a school boy on his first date. S uncomfortable, so unsure of himself. So…unlike the Severus she knew.

Chloe felt her heart grow even larger for the man standing before her. He had tried so hard to give her something special. Something he knew she would like. This, she was sure, was not something he would do for just anyone.

Chloe pulled him to her, rather forcefully and placed her hands on the sides of his face. She looked into his eyes and welcomed his intrusion into hers. She knew he cold do it without a wand, and if he so chose, he could see every thought that filled her mind.

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He guessed he had done alright by her reactions. She looked positively shocked to see what he had done. As she stood, silently, looking at his handy work, he felt dread grow in his chest. Had he gone too far? Did she think him stupid?

But she pulled him to her at that moment and he felt her hands possessively caress his face. Her eyes were soft and were a bit more watery than before. His eyes scanned her perfect lips and nose. He looked back into her eyes and saw…

So much affection it made him weak in the knees. His breathing became more audible as was Chloe‘s. He saw her fears that her feelings were not shared with equal vigor. He saw her desire to be near him.

With all the restraint the could muster, which wasn’t much, he crushed her mouth to his and felt his soul scream for more. Her hands found their favorite place, locked in his hair. Everything else became distant. Hogwarts, other people, the creatures of the night…they all disappeared from his mind as he and Chloe tumbled to the forest floor.

Severus had decided early on to not take her lightly. Not tonight anyway.

His body crushed her beneath him and he savored the feel of her small frame writhing for more as he kissed her. He moved his hips so that his erection pressed her firmly to the ground. He began to move in slow circles. He heard he moan into his mouth and it did nothing but fuel the fire inside of him. He pressed harder and felt her push herself against him.

Still keeping his mouth firmly over hers, his hands gathered her robes and pulled them up with animalistic force, exposing her clothes she wore beneath them.

She wore pants.

This was no good. He flicked his wand and her pants disappeared, leaving her exposed bottom half to the cruel, cold air. She gasped as she realized her exposure. Severus slid his hand down and ran his fingers roughly over her wet pussy. Since he had already made her cum once tonight, she was dripping with moisture as he slid two fingers inside of her and began to pump the ruthlessly.

Chloe tore her mouth away from his and groaned like an animal.

“Did you enjoy the feast?” he growled in her ear. She panted like a dog. “Hmmm?”

“Yes…yes…”

“Did you like it that I could make you cum when ever I feel like it?” Severus noticed as he spoke, she literally gushed her juices on his hand.

“Yes..” She breathed.

“You do know I will invoke that again if I so choose.”

“Yes…” Severus kissed her again and pulled his, now wet hand, from her and busied himself by pulling up his own robes. He, thankfully, did not wear much of anything beneath them.

He released his enlarged cock and pressed the head against her hot sex. Chloe spread her legs wider and wrapped her hands around his buttocks.

“No…no..” He chided. Severus grabbed her hands and held them over her head. Each of his hands, laced with hers. With remarkable control, Severus thrust his aching member inside of her and began to take her by force.

It wasn’t really by force, she was panting with pleasure and he was grunting into the night. He didn’t take her slowly though. His movements were fast and erratic. He felt her wet walls firmly contract around his cock, so he pulled it out and rammed it in harder. He wanted her to scream.

And scream she did.

He rode her wildly. The sound of her wetness being stirred by him drove him mad. He watched her as he fucked her. Her eyes were rolled back in her head and her mouth was hanging open. He intended to claim her. Claim her for his own. Last time, she had essentially claimed him. It was his turn…

“Cum Chloe…I want you to cum now…” he said to her as he impaled her. She opened her eyes and met his gaze. It almost made him stop. So much emotion inside of her…

Severus drew himself up on his hands and arched his back. He rocked his hips toward her and he felt her matching every thrust. He squeezed her hands in his as he grit his teeth. He would have to slow down, otherwise he would cum too soon.

“I want you to cum Chloe…cum for me…yes…yes…you like me fucking you like this…I feel you…cum for me..” he felt the beginning shudders beneath him and he rode them out. Chloe let out a cry and arched her back. Her breasts were moving beneath her shirt and her mouth was open in a silent scream. Severus looked down and watched his cock slid in and out of her. He had never seen anything more erotic. He held her to the ground and spread his legs behind him. He felt his body contract as he let out a cry of his own. Still forcefully pounding her, he came. Hard. He felt his juices fill her and he wanted nothing more than to savor this moment.

He fell forward, after he was spent, and lay there still holding her hands.