After Party
Flashback/Flashpoint
Flashback/Flashpoint
Natalie felt the subtle probe of someone trying to intrude into her thoughts as she relinquished all control to Severus on the dance floor, relaxing into his skilled frame. Knowing he was searching for anything regarding the amulet, Natalie allowed the first incredibly distracting memory she had to float forward in her mind’s eye. Here ya go, nosy-body.
Severus thought he was being supremely subtle in his legilimens. Little did he know he was entering the mind of a true master. What he saw inside Natalie’s mind nearly brought him to his knees right there on the dance floor.
“Damn frigid,” Huffed an agitated Natalie shaking snow flakes from a heavy blue velvet cloak, kicking a heavy door closed behind her.
“We’re in Bulgaria. You expected tropical?” Alexei quipped from his chair near the fire. He sat with his long muscular legs stretched in front of him, leather boots rising past his calves. He had a snifter of amber liquid in one hand and was staring morosely at a stack of parchments, obviously requiring grades.
“I didn’t expect tropical. But is it too much to ask for the blasted snow to let up?”
“You could have snuck through the corridors.” Alexei laughed at the disgruntled woman. His laughter cut short by the slightly more than playful blow Natalie offered against the back of his head.
“Yes, dodging Karkaroff, students, other staff members and who knows what the hell else. Thanks for that offer.” Natalie continued to gripe.
“Oh quit bitching and come here. I’ll warm you up.” Alexei grinned mischievously up at Natalie from his chair, opening his arms in a welcoming gesture.
Natalie silently settled into his lap, nestling her head under his chin, wiggling her hips to fit her backside nicely into the vee between his legs.
“Happy to see me?” She giggled at the feel of a very hard wand against her cheek.
“Definitely.” Alexei snaked his free arm around her waist, holding her closer while offering a quick little thrust of his pelvis against her backside. Natalie took advantage of his momentary distraction to steal his brandy, sipping the smooth liquid, letting it coat her tongue, her throat, then warm her stomach.
Severus grew extremely angry at the memory sight of Alexei unbuttoning her heavy blouse with one hand, his thick fingers stroking over the silk cup of Natalie’s bra.
“Mmmmm.” Natalie moaned, lolling her head back on to Alexei’s shoulder. He returned the snifter to the side table in order to use both hands to Natalie’s advantage. Slowly, in front of a roaring fire, he dispatched with her shirt, bra, and went to work on the clasp and zipper of her heavy wool skirt. Both hands dove under her loosened waist band trying to shimmy the restrictive garment out of his way.
Severus began to have difficulty maintaining his graceful waltz secondary to the massive woody growing under his dress robes, the strain of maintaining his legilimens connection, and the unwavering anger at seeing Natalie with another wizard, and the bridegroom no less.
Natalie slithered to her feet, kicking off her shoes and sliding out of her skirts to stand stark naked in front of the still clothed Alexei.
“Comrade?”
Alexei didn’t hear the question in her voice as he lustfully allowed his eyes to travel over her delicious body from head to foot.
“Alexei!” Natalie barked.
“Yes?”
“Strip.” The witch ordered, leaving no room for disobedience. And strip Alexei did, quickly, ungracefully hopping on one foot to free himself from his boots, grinning happily the entire time. When he unzipped, he hooked his thumbs in his waist band, shoving his slacks down his legs along with his boxers, allowing his thick penis to poke straight out at Natalie who grinned back lustfully. Imperiously, she pointed to the soft fur rug laying in front of the hearth, “Lay down on your back!”
Snape broke his connection at that point, not wanting to watch the penetration. He glowered at anyone and everyone who dared to make eye contact with him on the dance floor. Natalie sneered up at him, returning his favor by slipping almost unnoticed into his thoughts. She quickly broke their connection, disturbed by what she saw of his irrational anger, strange possessiveness and jealousy towards Alexei. It's almost as if his feelings linger in the shadows of his memories. Inconspicuously, she moved in closer, her hip now brushing against his semi-hard prick as they twirled, dipped, and back stepped to avoid the other couples on the dance floor. As the song came to an end, she balanced one hand against his shoulder to lean up on her toes, whispering in his ear,
“You shouldn’t sneak into people’s memories, Severus.” She nipped his earlobe for emphasis, sending a jolt of electric lust down his spine to nestle happily in a now even harder cock, “You might not like what you see.”
Abruptly, she wheeled around, leading him from the dance floor back towards the manor house.
Note: I keep hear a little bell dinging and a nice deep voice booming, “Round three”, lol. More to follow. Pitt