Bump in the night plus...

With a loud crack, a furious looking potions master and a confused looking witch apparated at the edge of Hogwarts grounds.
Rose bent over hands on her knees, breathing slowly,
“Urgh.”

“Well, done Rose, excellent work, what if we’re seen together!” He hissed at her sarcastically as he grabbed her wrist, pulling them both into the shadows of a large oak.

Pressing her up tight against the rough tree trunk, Snape was looked around wildly, searching the shadows for any sign that they’d been observed. Finding none he looked back down, scowling at Rose.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking.” Her eyes were averted as she spoke softly into his shoulder.

“That much is obvious.” He spoke, less harshly than he thought he would.

Still holding her wrist, bodies pressed tightly together he turned her face towards him with his free hand. Her breathing was heavy and each inhalation pressed her harder against him


“You need to stop taking needless risks” As he spoke they were so close the words felt warm against her face.


Lifting a hand up to cup the back of his head she closed the distance placing a light kiss onto his lips,
“Sometimes the results are worth it.”


Pushing forwards once more so their bodies seemed impossibly close, Severus reconnected for a bruising kiss, all negative emotions transferred to the passionate duelling of mouths, tongues moving together, and teeth laying small nibbling assaults on each others lips. Rose moaned into him as her now pinned both her bare arms by her head against the tree.


“Let me apologise properly. How about taking one more risk this evening.” Rose spoke in a moment’s breathing space; her eyes flicking from his quickly down his body.

The dark wizard’s eyes were stormy and the heated expression in them was matched by the hard rod pressing into witch’s side.

He grinned, a thoroughly wicked expression. “Not here, if you want to try risk taking how you would like to visit my quarters?”


Rose bit her lip, “Can we get across the grounds and inside safely without me being seen”


“I think voluminous robes may have never been more useful.” He spoke silkily, enveloping her within the famed dark folds of material.


All anyone who cared to look would’ve seen in the early hours of the morning crossing the vast lawns of Hogwarts castle was the billowing shape of Professor Snape’s black robes sweeping at pace towards the doors.


Finally reaching the security of his own private quarters Snape locked and warded the doors as Rose wandered round the bed/sitting room, running her hands over the soft cotton of the sheets.

“You know it’s got to be more than 10 years since I was last in this building, though I never thought I’d ever be in a professor’s rooms. I wasn’t even a prefect!”


“You do surprise me.” He raised an eyebrow at her, pouring a glass of whisky from a decanter, offering it out to her.


“No thanks, I’ve got into enough trouble for one night I think.”


“Really. I somehow feel you may be in more trouble already.” Knocking back the honeyed liquid, his long limbs quickly covered the distance between them, drawing Rose in once again, pulling the fastening out of her hair, and combing through the thick mess of coffee coloured waves with his fingers.


“mmm” she murmured, her own hands already exploring and pushing off his outer robes. Now in shirt and trousers only, Severus sat back heavily on the bed, holding Rose firmly by the hips.


“I believe now might be an appropriate time for the proper apology, as you put it.” He leaned back observing her.


Rose smiled and slowly pulled the t-shirt, chosen for her muggle night out over her head, revealing a navy balconette bra beneath, thrusting her breasts upwards and together, very pleasingly he thought, smoothing one palm over the curve of her cleavage. Next, she popped open the button fly of the tight denim jeans, pushing then down her thighs and stepping towards him.


They both began to work on rapidly freeing him from the multitude of buttons and fastenings which adorned the simple black robes he wore. Until, as she pulled and slid his trousers down his long lean limbs, she knelt , trailing heated kisses from a small sensitive spot at his inner knee upwards to the final destination of the thick forest of hair surrounding the base of his proud standing erection.

Licking and sucking taking him deeply into her mouth again and again Rose looked up and locked gaze with the blackness of his dilated pupils, the connection between them caused her to moan onto his member, creating delicious vibrations over his cock. Unbearably aroused and breathing heavily Severus tangled his fingers in her hair pulling her back, and up so she had to follow him sliding back onto the bad, her straddling him now.

She sat back above him, unhooking and flinging her bra across the room she grinned down at him, taking a moment to take in the sight of his pale skin, marred in places by silvered old scars, some fresher and pinker.

Leaning forward her breasts brushing gently against his chest, she kissed him his fingers were busy undoing the tie sides of her knickers to remove the final barrier of material preventing their coupling. Lowering her hips slowly to appreciate the stretching and filling sensation, she began to move a little quicker as he thrust upwards deeper inside her. Their faces inches apart as they both panted, flushed and glowing as the rhythm built. He reached out gripping her hips tightly controlling the speed and depth of connection. With each thrust Rose began to murmur his name, speeding him on, his grip growing tighter as his cock slid in and out of her tight sleeve.

As her own hands fisted around the sheets, cries growing louder, he leaned upwards to catch one nipple between his teeth, the sharp pain triggering a white hot flash of pleasure flooding her whole being every muscle spasming.
The internal grip dragging and pulling against his swollen organ inside her caused the last of his senses to be lost, he thrust and pushed in harder and pulled her against him until at last he hoarsely cried out his completion shooting a drawn out blissful climax against her cervix.


Exhausted from exertion Rose slumped forward, hair stuck to her face small curls tickling against his nose till he pushed her to the side to lay in the crook of his arm.
As she heard him begin to snore softly, she smoothed her fingers across his chest,

“Severus?” she whispered.

“Ungh.” He groaned complaining, “What?”

“How am I going to get home?”