#snape thirst

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Wow it has been TOO LONG!!! As an apology I will post the next two chapters from Snape and Other Drugs later this evening 🖤

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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.

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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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🖤✨Teaser✨🖤

CW - Smut, seduction.

Summary - a story we are working on currently, thought we would share a snippet while tidying up the edges. A new professor joins the school and plans on warming up our dungeon bat...

Domitille leaned in even closer, inches from his face. “Give me a kiss” she purred. At which point she gently pressed her slightly open lips to his leaving some of her gloss behind. Expertly she took his frozen hands and placed them on her thighs, she leaned in again for another kiss, this time he reciprocated.

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.

She opened her legs revealing her wet panties to him. “Are we gonna fucking do this or not professor?”