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️It has something tremendously dramatic: the bruises and scars, the head thrown back, the eyes closed, almost excluding reality. Yet there is no sign of rebellion to all that situation, on the contrary the relaxed features of the face and the hair that touches the back give the scene a touch of sensuality. The contrast between what is seen and what is known about him gives the dimension of the tragic existence of this man (magician) and of the extreme loneliness that marked it. Nudity, combined with his wounds, finally reveals his human fragility, usually compressed in the chastened and dark dress that hides him from the eyes of the world. ~ Gabriella Piccione
11
Summary - Domitille finally runs into Severus whilst patrolling the corridors one night.
Content - 🔞 explicit language, sexual contact, uncertainty.
(All themes and characters except the original character belong to jk Rowling)
The Dark
Night Duty
As the second week of teaching embarked following the October break Domitille realised she really hadn’t seen much of Severus, he hadn’t been coming to the great hall at meal or social times. It had been over two weeks since they had fucked in his classroom and she was eager for a repeat. When will I get him alone again? More importantly, how?! The man is never around! Maybe he’s avoiding me? Thoughts like these started regularly swirling around in her head. She was busying herself with work and extra duties just to try and take her mind away from thinking about that bloody potions master.
All the teachers at school were given a night when they would be on duty to patrol the halls and corridors and Domitille's was a Thursday. She didn’t mind doing the night duty, it was a quiet moment during the week where she could steal herself and just be alone with her thoughts. Plus she was allowed to do this duty in her pyjamas. Some of the other teachers still wore their teaching clothes, Domitille always wore her pyjamas or most comfortable clothes! She almost never came across pupils out of bed and only passed another member of staff every 30 minutes or so.
This particular night was different. One of the portraits had told her there were two Slytherins roaming the halls so she was extra vigilant in listening out for the footsteps or whispers of students. Severus was head of Slytherin house and would almost certainly have been alerted of the situation, he would be walking the halls too.
Domitille liked to walk in the dark, though other staff would dimly illuminate their wands with the Lumos charm. She passed Professor Trelawney, who’s wand was brightly lit and was blissfully unaware of the sleeping portraits who were stirring from the unwelcome glow. They exchanged a nod to one another as they passed. Trelawney wore her usual floaty flowing robes which was a contrast to Domitille’s leggings and tank top.
Domitille turned a corner down a particularly dark hallway, she crossed her arms tightly over her body as she strolled within the blackness. She heard the faint tapping of footsteps approaching her but whoever it was didn’t have their wand lit either. Her eyes were adjusted to the dark so she could see just enough, including a tall silhouette drawing nearer to her. It was him. She knew immediately that it was Severus. She stopped in her tracks. Her breathing quickened as he neared, does he know it’s me? Shit, I’m nervous.
His pace slowed and he stopped in front of her. There was a pause “...Miss Bisset” he greeted her.
“Severus.. I.. you..” she was lost for words.
He took a step as if to continue past her when instinctively she grabbed his wrist. Domitille looked up at Snape who was avoiding her gaze. His skin was so white even in the shadows. She manoeuvred so she was standing in front of him, still holding his wrist. She wanted desperately for his black eyes to meet hers, she wanted to find some sort of expression that she could read. Fuck this she thought and she grabbed his face and kissed him hard on the lips. She pulled away so that she could try to gauge his expression but his lips were back on hers before she could. She nudged him up against the wall and pressed her body into his. Her hands were tangled in his hair as their lips crashed together and her tongue was searching for his.
They could get in so much trouble for this, she didn’t care, she wanted more of him, her hand trailed down his body and found the obvious bulge from his now very erect penis.
They devoured each other in the darkness as she eagerly palmed his dick.
“ahh fuck..” she whispered breathily “I want you… now Severus”
“Shh” he simply responded.
He grabbed her hand and led her a couple of yards further up the darkened corridor. He must’ve known these hallways like the back of his hand. Domitille heard the quiet click of a door handle and they were in a small, empty classroom.
“Where have you been Severus?” She whispered. Her hands were on his chest.
“Shh” he responded again and pushed her up against the wall. His lips were on hers once again.
He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him, he pressed his body against hers and she could feel his erection pushing against her pussy. She started to grind against him feeling his bulge rub against her clit, and moaned into his mouth…
Then he stopped. The unwelcome sound of teenage giggles outside the door interrupted their embrace.
Severus gently placed her back onto her feet and regained his composure, his eyes never left hers, she took his hand and whispered his name. He shook his head, now wasn’t the time.
And he was gone. She heard his voice “Lumos! You two! Explain yourselves!” In his usual stern manner.
Domitille leant back against one of the desks listening to the poor excuses the students were coming out with. She smiled as she thought back to the excuses she used to drum up when she was out of line during her school days. What would she have said if somebody would have found her and Severus as they were just minutes earlier?!
She was coming down from her high and heard Snape give the students detention and take 20 points from Slytherin. He was always particularly strict with his own house. She waited for the sound of their footsteps to die before exiting the classroom and continuing with her night duty her mind on the potions master making his way back to the dungeon.
(Snape POV)
Snape marched the students back to the Slytherin common room “keep up!” He barked “an owl will be sent to both of your parents first thing in the morning!... honestly, students from MY house wandering the corridors after hours…” he trailed off and thought back to his own indiscretion just moments earlier. How could he lose control like that again? He concealed his emotions so expertly that he wasn’t familiar with this side of his personality, almost fearful of it. In reality, he barely knew Domitille, why would he risk so much for a woman he had known for a matter of weeks? They had undeniable chemistry, he could barely control himself around her. Was it just sexual? Could he allow another woman into his life? Would he be vulnerable? The questions whirled around in his head over and over.
10
The Governor
Summary - Domitille meets Lucius Malfoy...
Content - Flirting, suggestion, hints at infidelity. Thoughts in italics.
(All themes and characters except the original character belong to jk Rowling)
(Dom POV)
Domitille had volunteered to stay at school for the half term break. There would be some students staying behind and a body of staff was still needed to look after them. Snape had left for Spinners End the day following his night of indiscretion with Domitille. The last she saw of him was their encounter in the hallway. Had she pushed one too many boundaries? She was disappointed that she wouldn’t see him for a whole week but comme ci comme ça.
Domitille had kept herself busy, grading papers, updating displays in her classroom and preparing lessons for the following term.
Lucius Malfoy was a school governor and in all honesty a bit of a busy body. He liked to keep up to date with the goings on in Hogwarts and offer his ‘guidance’. Domitille had met Lucius only once and that was on the day of her interview. She had found him handsome, bitterly charming and she knew he wasn’t a fan of having the magical youth educated about muggles or their world.
Domitille sat next to Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy at dinner, along with Minerva whom they’d had an earlier meeting with to discuss the ongoing curriculum. “Domitille you remember Lucius from your interview? And this is his wife Narcissa.”
“Oh yes, of course I remember!” Replied Domitille as she stabbed a strawberry with her fork. “Nice to meet you Narcissa” she smiled. The couple both had their eyes on her. Narcissa forced a smile but her eyes could have been daggers. Lucius on the other hand was smirking and watched intently as she popped the strawberry between her crimson lips.
“So, Miss Bisset…”
“Please, Domitille” she gently cut him off.
“Ah… Domitille” Lucius drew her name out long “how are you finding the response to your lessons…? Muggle studies” he didn’t even like saying it.
Domitille had noticed a rowdy group of Ravenclaw boys starting to play fight at the dinner table. “Ah please excuse me a moment..” she got up from her seat and slinked over to the boys in question. Lucius, Narcissa and Minerva all watched as she dealt with the mischievous group. She stood over them with her hands on her hips, the boys blushed in her presence “....now, now gentlemen, don’t tell me you need to come and sit with me and the Headmistress at the teachers table?”
“No professor, sorry” the boys murmured.
“That’s what I thought, enjoy your dinner!” And she turned around and returned to her seat.
“Sorry about that, where were we? Ah yes, my lessons have mostly been very well received! I’ve had an excellent uptake, especially with the third years. They’re enjoying the science and technology module we’re currently working through. Seventh years aren’t best pleased with me at the moment, Shakespeare..” she rolled her eyes “...they think it’s a load of nonsense. I’ve built excellent relationships with them non the less..”
“..evidently…” Lucius trailed, flicking his eyes back to the group of boys she had dealt with.
“I operate an open door policy Mr Malfoy. I’d hate to think a student felt they couldn’t approach me for something, be it related to their studies or not."
“Ah, yes, I’ve always commended the staff of Hogwarts on their excellent pastoral care… and please, call me Lucius” he smirked at her again.
Why did the first half of that sentence sound sarcastic?
Minerva chimed in, “we’ll be starting a series of informal lesson observations after the break, nothing threatening, Lucius is interested to see in which ways he and the other governors can further support us”
“...as I said, open door policy Lucius” she raised an eyebrow and ran her finger around the rim of her water goblet.
Lucius curled the corners of his mouth up as he narrowed his eyes at Domitille unconsciously mimicking her by trailing his own finger around his goblet of wine. Narcissa was becoming agitated, it seemed as though Lucius had forgotten she was there! She tugged on the sleeve of his robe to make him tear his gaze away from Domitille.
"So how are you supporting the students pastorally, Ms Bisset?" She snapped.
Domitille took a moment to think as she slowly ate a raspberry, the deep colour staining her lips even further. "So there's the open door, as I mentioned. But as well as that, we talk openly in my lessons about Muggle healthcare, this includes mental health care, something I believe the wizarding world truly lacks."
Minerva smiled, it seemed the headmistress was impressed with Domitille's answer, however as dinner had come to an end and the students began to dawdle back to their dormitories. Minerva Mcgonagall excused herself to see to some Slytherin students as their head of house wasn’t in school.
Narcissa seized the moment and sneered, "Mental health?"
"Oui," Domitille noticed Lucius's eyes sparkle, "Muggles believe health to be a state of physical and mental well-being, and I agree."
"Sounds weak," Narcissa jibed.
Domitille locked eyes with Lucius and said slowly, "ah, but a little bit of weakness may not always be a bad thing, no?"
"I would say yes, it is a bad thing!" Lucius replied "
"Shame on you Mr Malfoy!" She playfully swatted his hand, Narcissa looked daggers at her, "are you saying your wife has never made you weak at the knees!" It appeared Narcissa could take no more of Domitille's playful flirting. She stood as she said, "We must get home."
As the headmistress was gone, it was up to Domitille to accompany Lucius and Narcissa back to the main entrance.
“It was nice to meet you Narcissa” she held her hand out with a warm smile. Narcissa held the end of her fingertips and let go quickly, clearly not wanting to touch Domitille. She held her hand out to Lucius who grasped it tightly with both hands and ever so slightly pulled her closer.
“I shall sincerely look forward to visiting one of your lessons Domitille” he said with a rather wicked smile. He kept hold of her hand for a moment too long and Narcissa cut in.
“Lucius, we really must be going” she sharply said.
Was he flirting? Domitille thought
“Enjoy the rest of your evening Narcissa, Lucius” she shot him a little smile.
As they walked away Lucius looked back over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow, returned a half smile and proceeded out of the main entrance. They would apparate once off the school grounds. He was flirting.
Lucius Malfoy she thought, how naughty of you to flirt with another woman in your wife’s presence. What’s going on there then? She wondered what sort of marriage they must have for him to behave in such a way. Surely it was just harmless flirting? She had a little pang of guilt in her stomach and started to think of Severus. She quickly shook the thought away. She had done nothing wrong, she was single, and had very mildly flirted with Lucius Malfoy, don’t be so ridiculous she told herself.
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She’s clearly hoping he’ll ask her for a dance and it’s clearly not happening
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9
Summary - Domitille teases Severus and pushes his boundaries following their night of indiscretion.
Content - 🔞 Smut! Explicit and sexual language.
All themes and characters except the original character belong to jk Rowling.
The Surrender
He withdrew from her, backed away and hurriedly put himself back in his pants. His pants which were now damp from Domitilles come. He made his way back to his chair and his breathing slowed, his heart rate steadied following the wild yet farfetched moment he had just shared. The feeling lingering on his cheek from the kiss she had given him.
“...until next time Severus” and with that she shot him a little smirk.
He lifted his wand and the door creaked open.
There will not be a ‘next time’ Miss Bisset Snape grumpily thought to himself.
He was frustrated, no, furious with himself that he had allowed this to happen, that she was a colleague, that she had made him take this risk, that he broke composure, that he couldn’t resist the temptation, the urge. Snape made a promise to himself this would be the first and last time.
It had been a strange night.
With a flick of his wand he tidied the papers on his desk. He picked up the lacy underwear that had been discarded put them in his pocket and left his classroom.
Back in his chamber he went straight to sleep, as if a nights sleep would erase what had happened this evening. He was kidding himself, she had ignited something in him, something he would try with all his might to suppress...
The next morning was a particularly bright one and all felt normal among the hustle and bustle of the busy corridors. Snape had missed breakfast but the great hall in favour of sleeping in following his late night. He decided that an encounter with Domitille was something he should probably avoid. For now.
He found a busy spot in the hallway and partook in his usual duty of keeping order while the students moved around from the great hall, to and from dorms and eventually out to the carriages. Some students would be going home for the week as lessons paused for half term break. This worked as a distraction momentarily and in a habit of clearing his mind he attempted to recover from the implausible event which took place the night before. There had been no sign of Domitillle which he was relieved by.
He became distracted with a student asking him to quickly look over a piece of writing she had completed for his class. He sent the student on her way and on looking up, there she was. Domitille.
She had made a beeline for him and was sashaying towards him through the crowd of students. Never breaking eye contact.
She was smiling pleasantly as she approached him. Snape's eyes narrowed at her, how could she approach him so nonchalantly?!
Then she was next to him, among a busy crowd of students going about their normal business. To them they were two teachers engaging in boring teacher chat. But this could not be further from the truth.
She tilted her head upwards towards his ear. His heart rate quickened. The sound of the noisy pupils became muffled and he could hear his own heart pounding in his ears. He was angry that his body was betraying him in this way. There was an unfamiliar pang in his stomach. What was that? Guilt? Shame? Desire?
“Nice day, professor” she casually chimed.
He side eyed her, never losing composure, face remaining stoic. He gave her a slight nod and half a frosty smile, knowing that’s not what she meant. Not what she REALLY wanted to say.
She moved her face closer to his ear and spoke lower now so only he could hear. She was so close now that the familiar scent of her perfume momentarily transported him back into his dimly lit classroom where he was alone with her not twelve hours ago. Where she had stood in her lingerie, where she had kissed him, wrapped her legs around him and...
“I expect you slept well... Severus?” She awoke him from his daydream.
He knew what she was referring to, he responded with an exaggerated blink and crossed his arms, this was not the time, he stiffened as frustration spread across his face.
In turn, a smile spread across hers.
“Enlighten me professor...Est-ce que tu aimes le sexe?” (do you like sex?) she spoke low and hushed she knew he understood her, she had seen and commented on the French and German potion books in his office and classroom. “is that cock of yours still twitching?” This woman is unbelievable.
His eyes widened, was she really saying this?! Here?! In all honestly it was, the very mention of his cock from her lips had him twitching and he hated that he couldn’t control it.
“Are you going to let me ride your big cock next time professor...? ooh the thought of riding you is making me very excited Seve.. ah, sorry Professor” she was almost whispering at this point “my panties are wet for you...again” she giggled.
Snape was frozen, now with an extremely inconvenient erection. She was so close, that perfume, she was intoxicating him.
“There is not going to be a ‘next time’” he drew his sentence out long and emphasised those last words. “Professor Bisset, the event that occurred yesterday evening is an isolated...incident” he drawled thoughtfully “and I intend for it to remain as such” he turned to her so they were face to face “I would very much appreciate your cooperation in staying out of. my. way” he paused after each word.
“Oh what a real shame I was really hoping you'd be in mine" she said the word slowly and deliberately.
Domitille never lost her smile, she eyed the hollow contours of his face “hmm, as you wish, though it bares mentioning that protrusion in your trousers is telling me a very different story” she cooed mockingly. She turned on her heel and slinked away towards her classroom. “...until next time Severus” she repeated as she left him.
He was left stunned, speechless in an emptying corridor. He stormed away in the other direction towards his dungeon.
Snape tore into his room, door slammed and locked behind him and before he knew it he was beating his dick like he was a teenager again. Images flashing in his mind of her round backside crashing against him while he drove his cock deep in her. With quickened breath he fucked his tight fist desperate for the release that Domitille had given him the night before.
He jerked and came, not nearly with the same intensity as the night previous though. Fuck, he wanted her again.
8
Summary - I’m sure you can guess what is about to take place in Snapes classroom...
Content- 🔞 SEX. Sexual language, sex, explicit language, sex, oh and they have sex.
All characters except the original character belong to jk Rowling.
The Seduction
(Snape POV)
He looked at Domitille perched on his desk and couldn't help but think back to the darkened hallway just hours before. His hands skimming her hips and her lips ever so slightly touching his…
He stood and made his way to the other side of the desk, trying to distance himself from Domitille, but it didn't matter, he couldn't take his eyes off her. Look away he thought, this cannot happen.
"Severus," she whispered "you're making this very difficult," she teased, "do you not like what you see?" She picked up the goblet of wine and took a sip as she stood, he was speechless. This. Is. Out-ragious he drawled internally. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen, this woman was an enigma. So unpredictable. She had awoken so much within him that it angered him. He was completely bewitched. She slowly made her way around the desk and sat facing him now, pulled back her shoulders ensuring that he had a good view of her breasts. “Hmm” she sighed and swirled the contents of the goblet. "You have nice taste Severus. Très agréable... Would you like a sip?" She teased as she held out the goblet, a perfect print of her scarlet lips on the rim.
Would I like a sip? Snape angered. He crossed the room quickly and snatched the wine "this is my drink!" He barked, then drained the goblet.
He scowled at her, then suddenly realised how close she was. There was the scent of her perfume again, and now HIS wine. The utter temptation.
She reached out and touched his arm letting her fingers slide from his shoulder to his wrist. Electricity ran through him. She gently pulled at his wrist and he found himself moving between her spread legs. He took a deep breath, he needed this. His cock ached for her.
“Don’t think, Professor…”
“...this is a bad idea” he responded.
“A very, very bad idea” she responded with a deep exhale.
Almost instinctively he slid his hands up her thighs, slowly, carefully, up towards the curve of her hips round to the small of her back and over her bottom.
“We should stop” he said slow and deep as he hooked his fingers under the hem of her knickers and urged them down. Words not matching his actions. Domitille watched him as she lifted her bottom from his desk and he slowly and thoughtfully pulled her laced panties down and off her legs. He threw them on the desk and placed his hands back on her hips.
She opened her legs further, revealing herself to him, wet and aroused. “Are we gonna fucking do this or not professor?”
Choice language he thought
Snape succumbed to his urges, he let his prime instinct take over and yanked Domitille to the edge of the desk, he stood over her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She began to grind against him causing his already solid cock to throb.
(Dom POV)
She could feel his hands all over her back, arse and thighs, her body was so responsive to his touch. Once again she searched for his lips, she ached for his mouth to be on hers. She whimpered between urgent kisses as his hands roamed her body.
Snape felt for his wand on the desk and quickly flicked it towards the door -“colloportus” he managed to choke out- which forcibly slammed shut followed by the click of the lock.
Domitille, in ecstasy had her hands in his hair tugging from time to time as he mouthed her neck and slipped a couple of fingers down into the sweet spot between her legs. She started to moan as he felt for her clit, his fingers wet from her arousal. So wet.
She moved her hand down and palmed his cock. Oh mon dieu! He’s big. Severus Snape she thought, grumpy potions master, prize winning arsehole… has a big dick! She smiled internally.
“I want it now” she breathed in between open mouthed kisses.
Snape was in a trance, hypnotised by this entity entangled around him. He snapped himself out of it enough to pull his throbbing cock out of his pants.
“..fuck” breathed Domitille as she began to stroke him. She couldn’t wait another second, it felt like lightning was striking in her tummy and she had that all too familiar pulsing between her legs. “Fuck me now Severus...”
Before she knew it she was standing again, Snape turned her around and bent her over his desk, taking a moment to admire the sight before him.
She was quivering with anticipation.
He circled her clit to tease her before she felt his big cock push against the opening of her wet pussy, he paused a couple of excruciating seconds before slowly and fully sliding himself into her. Her fingernails dug into the mahogany at the insatiable feeling of fullness.
(S POV)
Snape moved himself carefully at first but her body was so responsive to him that he could increase the pace with ease. He held one hand on her hip and the other on the small of her back. All he could focus on was how unbelievable her pussy felt around his cock, she was dripping wet and she completely enveloped him. He slowed down, he didn’t want this to end too quickly, plus, it had been a while. Take your time Severus, how long has it been? He thought. He slid his hand up from her hip and unfastened her bra. It slid off and was discarded on the table along with her knickers. He leaned further over and felt for her full breasts gently twisting her nipple between his thumb and finger. She moaned in response to this and shifted against his dick “harder Severus” she demanded as she turned her head to look at him. Something primal awoke in him as he looked into her pleading eyes. He grabbed her hips and began to fuck her faster, harder. For a moment when he looked at her face, a question entered his head. Was he making a mistake? He couldn't stop now. He grabbed her hair, pulling her upwards so she could no longer turn and she started to moan. Snape slid his hand from her hip and felt for her clit. He wanted her to come for him. He wanted her to come hard on his dick.
(D POV)
As Severus expertly teased and played with her while fucking her from behind Domitille could feel her climax building,
Severus Snape is going to make me come she thought while biting her bottom lip to keep herself from screaming. I want my come all over him she thought naughtily, I want it dripping down his leg she mused as she felt the full release of her orgasm. Her pussy tightening around him sent him over the edge, with a deep moan he crashed into her as he came hard.
Domitille could feel his cock pulsing inside her, it made her knees weak.
Panting, he rested his head on her back for a moment while he recovered from the aftermath of his orgasm.
Both sweaty and soaked in each other’s come, reality started to hit. Snape withdrew and took a step back from the teacher of muggle studies that he had just had rampant sex with.
Domitille located her cloak and placed it around her shoulders and turned around to Snape who had sat back down in his chair completely bewildered with what had just happened. She leaned over and pecked him on the cheek.
He looked up at her smirking face ...
“...until next time Severus” said Domitille as she headed for the door.
"Severus Snape wasn't yours," said Harry. "Snape was Dumbledore's. Dumbledore's from the moment you starting hunting down my mother. And you never realized it, because of the thing you can't understand. You never saw Snape cast a Patronus, did you, Riddle?" Voldemort did not answer. They continued to circle each other like wolves about to tear each other apart. "Snape's Patronus was a doe," said Harry, "the same as my mother's, because he loved her for nearly all of his life, from the time when they were children. You should have realized," he said as he saw Voldemort's nostrils flare, "he asked you to spare her life, didn't he?"
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