Darkened Lust

Part Seven

As he continued to explore the depths of both women\'s eagerly accepting lips, tongue, breath and wholy willing bodies, Severus kept in mind that they were still just muggles and that he didn\'t wish to harm or kill them with his over-eagerness. It would be time to allow them to rest for a bit longer, soon.

Besides, he thought, he had plans for the three of them that would take up most of the rest of that week and possibly, even, the week after. Plans that had nothing, whatsoever, to do with protective spells and unmappable houses... A wicked grin spilled across his face and, for the moment, allowed his lust full rein...

Their fear was feeding the flames of his lust, bringing back long suppressed memories of his Death Eater days. He had indulged in perversion with the rest of them, yet rarely regretted giving it up. Over the years he had still had occasion to allow his sexual appetite free reign, but not to this degree. His two muggles were willing, passionate, had denied him nothing, and he was wallowing in it.

The love he felt from both of them had overwhelmed him as well. Oh, he knew that they were not in love with him, that they were in fact in love with other men, but somehow that made what they were doing more decadent. And that emotion, of being in love, coupled with its entanglements of jealousy and possessiveness, was less preferable to him than what they felt, which was simple love, trust, and loyalty, much like what they felt for each other. And this came from them merely reading about him. He was curious as to what exactly was written about him to make them feel this way. Before their time was over he would have to ask. But for now...

\"One more time before dark, loves? Just to tide us over?\" He felt Becca\'s body shudder beneath his and touched her mind to feel her fear and lust. \"Why so frightened, little one?\" He laughed harshly as she shook her head, and again as she tried to maneuver her body, trying to impale herself on his cock. \"Not that way, young lady,\" he whispered. \"There is another way…that I sense you are not unfamiliar with...\"

Her eyes flew open and she began to beg, \"No, please, Severus...\" He stopped her with a sharp slap to her hip.

\"What did I tell your friend about calling me by my name? Did you think it wouldn\'t go for you as well? You\'ve just earned yourself a punishment.\"

Becca knew as well as he did that he had maneuvered her into it, but couldn\'t quite find the nerve to say so. Besides, it was all part of his little game, wasn\'t it? She knew what he was referring to, and he was right that she was used to it, even enjoyed it. But the fear before the act was something she couldn\'t control, yet was in a strange way part of the pleasure.

\"Please, Professor, don\'t hurt her,\" Ami spoke up, drawing Snape\'s attention to her. He regarded her with those dark eyes for a few moments, causing her to fidget.

\"Only a little, pet,\" he finally said. \"How much it will hurt her will depend on you.\" He smirked at Ami\'s confusion. Levering himself off Becca\'s body, he settled himself on his haunches between her legs. Ami saw that his erection had still not subsided, and thought, Only magic could account for that! Snape glanced at her again, and said, “You think so?” Blushing, she tried to control her thoughts, with little success.

Snape dropped his hand between Becca’s legs and began to stroke her clit with his thumb, bringing more wetness from her, causing it to drip down to her anus. She began to moan and move her hips in time with his movements. After a few moments, Snape grasped his cock and pushed it against her bottom. Becca began to struggle involuntarily.

“Hold her!” he snapped at Ami. She started to grab Becca’s wrists, but Snape reached out and stopped her. “Comfort her, don’t restrain her.” Ami nodded her understanding, and lay down beside her friend, putting her arms around her. She could feel her shaking, could sense the fear from her mind, and began to whisper nonsense words of reassurance. They seemed to do little to calm her, however, what with Snape trying to push himself into her ass with some little difficulty.

Though her resistance was serving to further arouse him, Snape was reluctant to simply force his way into her ass. That would cause more pain than he wanted to give her. She was as aroused as it was possible to be, yet still she was fighting his invasion. If she didn’t give in soon, he would be unable to control himself. “For heaven’s sake, Miss Bowen! Be her friend, be her lover, and calm her!”

At once, Ami pressed her lips to Becca’s, their lips parting and their tongues meeting. Severus leaned forward and began to lick and nibble her earlobe. Becca thought she would go up in flames. Her body relaxed the least bit, and Snape was able to push his way past her resisting flesh deep inside her.

Becca tore her lips from Ami’s and screamed in pain, yet before the sound died she was lifting her hips to meet his thrusts. The beginning was always the hard part, the part that scared her. Now she relished the slight pain he was causing her, and allowed Ami to claim her lips once more.

Snape was fighting for control. Her body encased his cock in the most exquisite tightness he had known in years. Coupled with the fact that he knew only one other man had been there before him was exciting him beyond all measure.

“I fear you are enjoying your punishment, my pet,” he whispered. “Show me that you are grateful to me for showing you some discipline. Cum for me, once more.” He sped up his thrusts, sending Ami a silent message, and she reached down and slid a finger inside Becca’s wetness, following Snape’s direction, finding her friend’s g-spot, causing her to cum instantly, her screams muffled against Ami’s lips.

Snape withdrew from Becca’s body; he had not reached orgasm as of yet. His wand had somehow ended up on the headboard. Convenient. He summoned it with a flick of his wrist, waved it over both of them while muttering a cleansing spell. He tossed it aside and grabbed Ami by her waist, lifting her with that surprising strength of his. She ended up straddled across her friend’s body.

He pushed her down on top of Becca, their arms wrapping around each other as they continued their kiss. Snape’s hand worked in between their bodies; he began to stimulate Ami’s clit as he thrust brutally inside her. The other hand lifted and squeezed her breasts in turn. A few more moments and Ami reached climax again, the pleasure so intense she could not even moan. She felt Snape’s seed spurt inside her, heard him growl in pleasure before he took his shaft out, leaving her with a sadly empty feeling.

Ami rolled off Becca weakly, the both of them still holding onto each other. Snape was standing at the foot of the bed, panting, trying to regain his strength. He felt the women looking at him and met their eyes. They noted that his erection was finally subsiding, and as was becoming usual for him, he guessed their thoughts. “Not to worry, pets. There will be more to come tonight…and for days yet. For now,” he gestured out the window above their heads, “night is falling. It is time for you to begin your first night’s spell, Ami.”

His use of her given name told them that for now, playtime was over. Ami rose first, noticing that the clothes he had magiced off her were now lying neatly on top of the dresser. She began to pull them on, wincing slightly at the soreness throughout her entire body. Snape stopped her for a moment, however, and flicked his wand towards her, murmuring another cleansing spell.

“I realize a bath would be much preferable, but that will have to wait.” He performed the same spell on Becca as she rose from the bed. Ignoring the dress now on the dresser, she walked out of the room. Snape and Ami heard her open the hall closet door and begin rummaging around. A minute later, she reappeared in the doorway dressed in a t-shirt and shorts.

“Is anyone else hungry?” she asked. Snape and Ami looked at each other and began to smile.

“Are you serious?” Ami asked. “I’m starving!”

“I’ll go see what’s in the kitchen, then,” Becca replied. Before she could turn, Snape walked over to her and kissed her on the forehead.

“Are you hurt at all? If you are, I can help the pain.” She blushed and shook her head, and he nodded. “Good. Ami and I will join you in the kitchen as soon as I dress.”

Watching Becca head off towards the kitchen, Ami began rummage though her duffle bag and pull out a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt. She was taking a cue from Becca where comfortable wear was concerned. Besides, she thought, one could work magic in denim just as easily as in silk...

Severus paused in pulling his own clothing on as he caught snippets of her thoughts. Her mind was a strange one, he mused, inbetween the normal inner dialog and images of recent events, he could \'hear\' music and song lyrics drifted in and out.

\"\'In the dark I\'d like to read his mind...\'\" he said, aloud, repeating something she\'d just been thinking, as she looked at him, the dark blue tee-shirt partway over her head, \"\'but I\'m frightened of the things I might find...\'? Why are those words running through your head, little one?\"

Ami pulled the shirt over her head and found his eyes scanning her own, \"It\'s only a song, Severus,\" she said, \"From a band called \'Til Tuesday...the song is called...\"

\"Hush...\" he said, and touched her cheek lightly with one finger, \"You do not want to know what\'s in my head...\"

\"I...\" Ami was about to say, \'it\'s just a song...\' when she quieted, she knew, as well as he, that the images and words inside one\'s head are not there accidently.

On some subconscience level, she was curious as to what he held hidden deep within the recesses of his mind. Yet, she was scared, as well, of finding out.

As another song wafted through her mind, like usual there were several overlapping most of the time, he raised a brow at her, as another line came, unbidden, to her mind; \"Everything you say is so obnoxious, funny, true and mean
I want to be your blowjob queen...\"

\"There will be time for that, later, my pet...time for both of you...later...\" he said, causing her to blush a deep crimson at the wicked grin which curved his lips, and added, in his Professer tone; \"You are really going to have to work on focusing your thoughts, more, Ami... As it is, your mind is about as undisiplined as Potter\'s ever was...\"

\"Hey, you two!\" Becca called from the kitchen, where they could hear pots and pans being rattled, \"Are you gonna stand in the hallway all night?\"

Ami noted the sound of disgust in which he\'d said Harry\'s surname and vowed to work more on stopping the havoc that was always flowing through her head. It was a wonder he didn\'t get a migraine peircing her thoughts.

Ami helped Becca fix dinner. Severus offered to cast a spell like the one he had preformed before, but the girls wanted to cook themselves, for some unfathomable reason. Probably something about being a muggle, he thought, and excused himself to begin work on the first of the protection spells, taking over the livingroom.

Ami and Becca could hear a loud series of explosions and cursing coming from beyond the kitchen and, after Ami wondered aloud if they should check on him, Becca shook her head, holding a loft a metal spatchula, \"No, he knows what he\'s doing. It would insult him if we did...\"

Ami nodded, \"Yeah, you\'re right...\" she began to remove her own supplies from the table so they would have a space to eat at, and listened to the sounds of silence issueing from the next room. \"Sounds like he\'s got it under control,\"

\"Doesn\'t he always?\" Becca asked...