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Somebody To Love - Severus Snape

A/N: okay, honestly I am not even going to apologize for this because I loved it too much and I just hope you do to :D and it brought me out of my writers block so… enjoy xD

Warnings: mmmm so this is not smut, but there is heavy sex talk; it is a friends with benefits situation and it is a bit more descriptive than my usual works so I just rather be safe so not 18+ but maybe yes 16+; also reader smokes, Severus being an asshole (at first) and Malfoy and his friends making crude and crass comments about the reader so please don’t read if that will make you uncomfortable and let me know if I missed anything; also use of mudblood

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter :D and this beautiful gif isn’t mine :) 

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Somebody To Love

Can anybody find me somebody to love? Find Me somebody to love Somebody find me somebody to love

You had no idea how this happened. No. That was a lie. You knew exactly how it happened. For years you had considered Severus Snape to be your nemesis. You didn’t know exactly what it was. You had never gotten along with him. It didn’t help that you were in Gryffindor and he was in Slytherin. The two of you were always bickering and trying to defeat each other when it came to your courses. He was better at Potions, obviously. But you were better at Charms. He was better at Defense Against the Dark Arts but you were better at Herbology. No matter what it was, the two of you were constantly competing against each other. However, deep down… deep, deep down, you had always found him bewitching. There was something about him. You would never let anybody know, of course, since he was your sworn enemy, but you couldn’t help to feel drawn to him. You had been doing a marvelous job at hiding it, until one day…

“I can’t believe you got us detention!” he complained for about the hundredth time as the two of you cleaned the cauldrons in the Dungeons without magic.

“For the last time, Snape, I did not get us detention! This was your fault!”

“How was this my fault?!”

“I told you that you needed to brew the bloody potion the other way around but did you listen? Of course not, because you think nobody but you knows how to brew a bloody potion!”

“I could have made that stupid potion in my sleep if I wanted to! But you had to come with your stupid Gryffindor complex and make it all about yourself making the potion explode!”

“Oh, Merlin! Are you honestly so bloody pretentious that you can’t even admit the one time you might be wrong?!” you yelled, walking closer to him.

“I would admit if I was wrong, but I wasn’t!” he said, getting closer to you as well.

“No? Then why did our bloody potion explode?!”

“It was your fault!” he snapped, making you walk back into a wall.

“How? How was it my fault?!”

“Because you distracted me!” he blurted out.

“I distracted you?”

“Yes!”

“How did I distract you?”

“The same way you always do! You can never shut up! And you wore your stupid hair differently today! And you drenched yourself in your bloody perfume and the way you fucking bite your lip all the time!” he yelled and he was breathing heavily when he finished.

You had no idea if you were imagining this but you couldn’t dare to move. Severus had never been this close to you. And he had never talked to you that way. You were certain he felt the same way you did, and if he didn’t, you didn’t care anymore. You had to go for it. You grabbed the collar of his shirt and you brought him down to your lips. Severus widened his eyes in surprise for a mere moment before he closed them and wrapped his arms around your waist bringing you closer. There was no going back now.

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one more princess

Pairing: Severus Snape x Reader

Summary: Severus loves to make you fall apart with fingers over and over again.

Category: Smut

Word count: 605

A/N: sorry its short but I hope you like it nonetheless. May have to reupload this if Tumblr keeps hiding my fics tho 💀

Your body was splayed out on his bed. Wrists tied with silk ribbons to the headboard. Every so often you would struggle against your restraints when Severus’ fingers made a particularly delicious stroke. He had been going at it for hours. Overstimulation was an understatement.

He was obsessed with fingering you as he had so kindly stated earlier. Loved seeing how well you took his fingers. How easily your body responded to him. He dragged orgasm after orgasm from your shaking body with his fingers alone. Every time you reached your climax, you were certain it would finally be enough, but he kept insisting you come again for him.

“You look so pretty like this. You take my fingers oh so well princess. One more time c’mon baby.”

One more time turned into two more then three more. You kept trying to squirm away, but Severus locked you down with his body. Your legs splayed open for him, and with no way out he continued pumping his fingers in and out of your abused entrance for what felt like eternity. Paired with the occasional rubbing or sucking of your clit, you had lost count of how many times you had fallen apart tonight.

Each time your orgasm approached, he would suck on the pulse point on your neck or whisper encouragements and praise right into your ear. His hot breath causing goosebumps to form all over your skin.

Crying out how it was too much, and you couldn’t finish again only to be silenced by his condescending comments. “You can’t come again? Silly girl you’ve said that how many times tonight? And. Every. Single. Time. You. Still. Come.” Each word was emphasized with a rough pump of his long and thin fingers. Your thighs began to quiver.

“Going to come again? So soon? I thought you couldn’t do it, what happened?” He curled his fingers, so they rubbed up right against your g-spot. Tears welled up in your eyes and your thighs tensed as you fell over the edge again. Severus’ name falling from your lips like a prayer combined with pathetic whimpers. “That’s a good girl. So proud of you. I love hearing you scream my name Y/N. Keep being loud for me.” He never ceased his movements, only slowed them down temporarily.

“I can’t get enough of you princess. Give me one more.” You shook your head violently. You didn’t think you could take another one. Your mind was fuzzy beyond belief. You gazed up at Severus through half-lidded eyes. His mouth was moving. He was speaking to you, but you couldn’t comprehend the words.

He pulled his fingers from you entrance after a final climax. Still covered in your arousal, he shoved them in your mouth. You half-heartedly sucked on them.

“Poor baby. Look at you. I’ve fucked you stupid, haven’t I?” You nodded, not really understanding his words.

He removed his fingers from your mouth and replaced them with his lips. He kissed you deeply, stealing the air from your lungs. You moaned into the kiss, still needy for him despite how many times he’s made you come.

“No more baby. Time to get some rest.” Severus removed the ties that held your hands above your head, and they dropped to the bed. He chucked and pulled you on top of him, so your head rested on his chest. He stroked your back soothingly and hummed. You mewled at his touch. Your body felt aflame but he shushed you into silence. “Shh I’ve got you darling. That’s it Y/N. I’ll take care of you. Just go to sleep my love.”

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snape as a milf lover fic

i'm sick and tired of these daddy dom snape fics, you guys are AFRAID of making this man ur BITCH. MAKE HIM CRRRYYYYY. MAKE HIM BEG 4 U. MAKE HIM COME HIS HEART OUT AND BE PAMPERED WITH KISSES IMMEDIATELY AFTER!!! "oh but snape wouldn't want to be vulnerable-" NAME ONE MAN THAT COULDNT BE FIXED WITH A GOOD PEGGING. YOU CANT.

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My Sweet Girl

Severus Snape x Reader

⚠ NSFW ⚠

daddy kink-ish

cockwarming

721~ words

hello here's a stupid fic, hope you enjoy. all mistakes are mine.

you were seated on his lap facing him, head resting on his shoulder, and pussy dripping slick and cum as you shifted on his cock.

"stay still, sweetheart. you've been doing very well this past hour." he said into your ear, large hands gripping your sides.

"sorry, sir." you whined as you forced your shaking thighs to still.

severus leaned back to look at you, brushed away stray hairs from your face, and stroked your warm cheeks.

"my, my. are you aware of how pretty you look as a blubbering mess on your superior's cock? i fear i may split you in half if i move"

your pussy clenched around him, and you whimpered. you were so so close to each other, noses brushing and all. and your poor, poor, lips just wanted nothing more than to brush against his. so you leaned in, trying to kiss him.

tsk

he grabbed a fistful of your hair and firmly held you back.

"pleaaaaseee sir, i just want a kiss" you whined, brain foggy as you felt his other hand brush up your back.

severus looked at you for a few minutes, in which time seemed to pass by in slow motion. your eyes were glossy, lips red and plump, cheeks flushed, and the smell of your hair embracing his senses.

you remembered the first time he fucked you; it was after a faculty dinner, and the both of you were the only ones sober.

you remembered his deep voice, dripping with something more than you could put your finger on.

and after a few more rounds of the same jazz riff on loop, he decided to drag you off to his Chambers- to which you happily obliged.

he fucked your brains out, and the night ended in bliss as you scrambled off to find your panties, and you left his room with peck on his cheek and legs wobbly. "see you tomorrow, sir."

and things changed after that night, or at least you liked to think so. you talked more (to make things less awkward), and eventually he invited you over again, this session however was the first time you came 4 times in a night.

and then he started to change.

like one time, you were seated beside each other in his office and you went to rest your head on his shoulder, and he returned your affections by placing an arm around your waist and pulling you closer.

or that one time he came back after a 4 week international seminar, and as you saw him arrive at the front doors, you flung yourself onto him and wrapped your arms around his shoulders.

and he hugged you back, and nuzzed his nose into your neck.

it was at the center of sex, and your professional relationship- some sort of ecstatic purgatory; lingering glances, soft touches, the little moments in between.

you fell good and dangerously hard.

and now you found yourself sitting on his cock, begging for him to indulge in your kiss-starved lips.

you looked at him with glossy eyes, warm cheeks, drooly lips, and your brain was empty except for thoughts filled with nothing else but him. his large hands, his broad shoulders, his soft stomach, and the way he towered over you.

you rocked on his cock, sweetly, still maintaining your gaze pleasepleaseplease i need it

and looked back at you with an expression that read i know.

his hands guided your hips, firmly grasping your soft flesh. "there we go, sweetheart" he cooed, and you let out a needy, throaty whimper.

you were overwhelmed in a good chunk of sorts. you wanted to feel him, everywhere.

you laid your head on the crook of his neck, as he bounced you on his cock.

his thumb came to rub gentle circles on your nub, spreading slick around your cunt, until the feeling in your stomach broke loose. you came, squirting a puddle onto his cock.

your back arched painfully, and groaned pitifully on accident "daddy... oh daddy... "

he gently pulled you close to him, murmuring praise in your ear. "there, there, my dear. so good. for me. so sweet." gently stroking your shaking thighs.

you didn't want to talk about it, afraid of what he'd say. but instead, he kissed your forehead and whispered

"my sweet girl"

#severus snape x reader #harry potter #severus snape x oc #severus snape

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Imagine that the reader learns how to use occlumency just to be able to read the answers of her companions in the tests. So when she chooses Severus' mind to read because he looks decidedly focused on the test, she realizes as soon as she enters in his mind that he had finished his test a long time ago, and that now he was just imagining dirty fantasies as he pretended to be deep concentrated on the subject. (If you could add a crush dynamic when talking about Sev, I'll be so thanked!😭)

Stress Relief

Snape x reader

Warnings/content: nsfw, reader has a vagina, fingering, hand jobs, suggested blow jobs, use of Legilimency, characters 18+ (takes place in seventh year), Severus says ‘fuck’ a lot, written on the spur of the moment in a flash of inspiration — please forgive any typos

You glanced around the hall, trying to find something to kickstart your memory. Why couldn’t you remember? Such a simple question and your mind had turned blank.

You knew you shouldn’t do it, but if you could only gather a small hint to push you in the right direction, you could pull away and put the rest together yourself. That’s not really cheating is it? You’d studied hard enough…

Severus was hunched over his exam paper as he had been from the start, and knowing he was exceptionally clever and unusually studious, you thought he might be a safe bet. The answers were probably racing through his mind as he sat there, finished with the paper or not.

Surreptitiously, you allowed your eyes to focus on the back of his stooped head, trying not to think about how gorgeous he was when he was focussing — this wasn’t the the time for fantasising about your crush — and tried to quietly enter his mind, and luckily, he was so deep in thought that he didn’t notice you pushing into his mind.

Stop it stop it stop it don’t think about it don’t- oh fuck-

Your brow furrowed. Whatever he was not thinking about wasn’t helping. You just needed-

Not here, not now, oh shit-

The nagging voice in his mind grew louder, loud enough to make you wince. You felt a twinge between your legs, too — something he has feeling.

You tried to move past it, to whatever was behind this reluctant cloud of pleading, but you still didn’t find the hint you’d hoped for.

Instead you saw yourself; your fingers sliding beneath the waistband of his trousers, then your lips wrapped around his length as he moaned and rolled his hips slowly, then his fingers moving your underwear aside to play with your soaked folds, his eyes glittering at the cries of pleasure tumbling from your mouth as he fucked you on his elegant digits.

You immediately pulled away, panting and red in the face, and he turned to you, his cheeks burning redder than yours. Shit. Did he know that you’d seen?

You forgot about the question that had stumped you and continued on with your exam, trying to focus on the paper, anything but his fingers between your legs. But now you’d seen it, it was almost impossible to concentrate.

Serves you right for cheating, you supposed.

After the exam, you exited the hall as swiftly as you could manage, avoiding your friends and hoping to find somewhere private to cool off after the heat of the imagery you’d seen playing out in his mind.

You felt a hand on your shoulder, though, and looked down at it. It was those beautiful fingers.

Fuck.

‘Severus!’ You forced a light voice. ‘How did you find it?’

‘About as frustrating as you did, I think,’ he mumbled, glancing around twitchily as the rest of the seventh years exited the hall in a swarm around you.

Your cheeks burned crimson again. He wasn’t talking about the exam.

‘You shouldn’t have done that,’ he spat bitterly.

‘I know,’ you breathed, hanging your head low. ‘I’m so sorry. I was desperate for a hint on question 7 and-’

‘The answer was Abraxan hair.’

‘Oh. Thank you. Anyway, it’s too late now, I didn’t get it right. But I am sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. Well, not much... not into… that.’

Without realising, you bit your lip, and Severus noticed.

You were sure he would take off any moment, furious with you, but he seemed reluctant to move away at all.

‘Look, do you want to- to… go and… I don’t know, m-maybe we could…’ he stuttered.

With a grin, you grabbed his hand and dragged him away, heading for a corridor you knew had been deserted for years.

‘No one will find us here,’ you whispered as your fingertips slipped down his chest, beneath his cloak and ran along his waist, pulling at his trousers.

He bit his lip this time, eyes scrunching shut as you palmed his aching length over his trousers.

‘Oh- ha- f-fuck-’

‘Touch me, Severus,’ you whined, and his hand instantly dragged up your thigh and under your skirt.

He was clumsier than he was in his fantasy, not entirely sure of where exactly he should touch you, but you slid your underwear aside with your free hand and rocked your hips to help him along.

Your heavy panting almost tore his orgasm from him already, but you left him wanting as you removed your hand to guide his finger to your clit, and then inside you.

He watched you unravel at his touch in awe, quickly learning how to satisfy you and pumping his finger harder, dragging over your g spot each time you offered a moan. You sounded just like he imagined you would, and your slick felt just as silky.

You wrapped one leg around him and shoved your hand inside his trousers then, wanking him in time with his ministrations, and in seconds his seed erupted, coating your hand and making a mess of his underwear.

As the waves of bliss took over his body, he cried out, muffled against your neck. It was a guttural, strangled cry, and if anyone had heard it they might have assumed someone was in pain.

It almost was painful, the most intense orgasm of his life being ripped from his body as you clenched around his finger, the heel of his palm pressed perfectly to your throbbing clit.

The way you moaned his name as you came on his fingers would form part of his fantasies for years to come, but after hearing it in reality he wasn’t sure he would ever be truly sated without it.

You collapsed against him, sinking to the ground together, weak and trembling. Neither of you were able to keep from laughing as you slid down the wall, the unexpected release making you giddy.

‘That was good stress relief,’ you sighed, your laughter subsiding into even breaths. You allowed your head to fall against his shoulder.

Severus hummed, averting his gaze.

‘I don’t know about you, but I’ve had enough of these exams. What if we agreed met up after each one? You know, to give us something to look forward to?’

Severus smirked. ‘What if we met before and after?’

‘Ah, relaxation first, stress relief after. Very thorough.’

He looked away again, embarrassment prickling at his cheeks that he’d had the gall to even suggest it, and flustered that you actually wanted to do this again.

‘In that case, we deserve at least one more round today, don’t you think? Especially since there were two exams…’

‘I- um-’

You quickly straddled his legs and slid lower, mouthing his already impossibly hard cock over his trousers.

‘Fuuuck-’

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any hcs about size kink with severus?

Snape & Size Kink

Snape x reader headcanons

NSFW MINORS DNI!

Snape usually likes the fact that he's taller than you - it's perfect for when he wants to scoop you up or wrap you in his robes, but it’s also perfect for when you want him to show it off in other ways

Plus, there’s only one way to say it - Snape has a huge cock

'Wouldn't you love to see me struggling to take your cock?It's so big, Sev... I don't know if I'm ready for it but I'll do my best...' will do it. He's instantly getting hard. He backs you against the wall, lifting your chin with a finger to look up at him. You feel so small when he’s towering over you enveloping you in his shadow

‘Touch me,’ he instructs plainly. 'You’ll need to use both hands, princess, you won't be able to handle me with just one.’

He tries to keep from moaning too much, wanting to stay in control, so he stops you when he’s rock hard, picks you up and carries you to his bed where he lays you down beneath him, his cock pressed against your leg and sending heat to your core as he kisses you

He fingers you for what feels like hours; it’s so good and he makes you come, but you’re desperate for him to fuck you

‘We need to get you ready for my cock... I'm aching for you,’ he whispers as he pushes another finger in, your eyes rolling back as you clench around them

When he finally lines his cock up with your entrance you tremble with need, wanting him to fill you up. ‘Are you worried I'm too big? Don’t worry I’ll be gentle, my love... I’ll make it fit,’ he reassures, as he slowly pushes himself into you, hissing at the feeling of your deliciously wet cunt, your walls squeezing around him

When you moan out 'It's too big,' it makes his cock twitch

‘Oh you’re so tight,’ he moans, wrapping your legs around his waist, ‘but you can take it, can’t you princess? You love my cock stretching you... you’re doing so well.’

If you compliment his size as he fucks you he groans wantonly, hips snapping harder against yours

He whispers in your ear, talking you to orgasm as much as fucking you to it. ‘Oh that’s it, you’re squeezing me just right, darling. I knew you could take me... does it feel good to be filled up with my cock... so hard for you.'

After, he pulls you close to him, wrapping himself around you and praising you

As you lay in his arms, he will reach a hand around and stroke you gently to another orgasm as a reward for making him feel so good

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*slams fists on table* we need dominant Snape headcanons..but as a hard dom. You know for the few occasions the dungeon bat really wants to put his girl in their place 😏

Hard dom!Snape

Snape x reader headcanons

NOT SFW - Minors DNI!

Yall don’t know how tempting it was to include ‘Trevor is your safeword’ anyway I hope these are ok!

There are mentions of: wax play, forced orgasm, spanking, slight degradation, calling him Daddy, orgasm denial - just incase anyone has triggers

Snape had a particular look in his eye when he’s in the hard dom mood

You try to get his attention when he’s busy - marking papers or reading - and you instantly know you’ll pay for it

One glance at him and you know what you’re in for

He will pat his lap without breaking eye contact with you and beckon you with a single long finger

‘Unless you want to grade these papers for me, I suggest you bring yourself over here. Now.’

‘Take them off,’ he gestures to whatever you’re wearing on your bottom half. ‘You’ve been naughty,’ it’s a fact, not a question. ‘It’s time for your punishment.’

He spreads his legs slowly for you to lay across them, as he brings a hand down hard on your ass

The sweet sting of pain combined with the complete need you feel in your core is oh so delicious, you bite your lip desperate for the next slap of his hand against your skin

‘Count to twenty. No moaning, no begging,’ he commands in a low voice - and if you break that rule he starts over from the beginning

Overstimulation. He will force you to orgasm over and over until you can barely string a sentence together. He will do this with toys, his fingers, or his wand (using a charm or sometimes teasing you directly with it)

Uses binds to keep you in place as he does this, ankles and wrists tied to the bed posts so you can’t touch him (he knows you’re desperate to)

Likes being called Daddy, especially when you’re naked and he’s still in his full robes

If you break a rule he sets, you can’t have his cock. Instead, you must watch him make himself come while you’re not allowed to touch (him or yourself)

‘So needy for me, aren’t you. If you want to come that desperately, I suggest you hump a pillow, or, if you promise to scream my name when you come, you can use my leg like the desperate filthy whore you are. But NO. TOUCHING. Put on a show for me, that’s it.’

His cock is a reward for when you’re good. As is his mouth

Will use a blindfold on you as he teases you with wax or toys, smirking as you hiss at the contact

When you get to ride him, his hands dig into your hips so hard, you’re not allowed to speed up or come until he says so

‘Please, Daddy,’ only prolongs the experience

Aftercare is always soft and sweet, he kisses away and bruises, makes you a hot tea, wraps you up in a blanket and holds you all night repeating how much he loves you

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Snape x reader - hold you

Hi! About this: "Hi! Would you be okay with writing a fic with Snape and female reader where he finds out that she is self harming and helps her out? Mostly fluff and angst? Thank you so much! 💫🖤" - Anon 💜

TW: mentions of self harm

He wasn’t supposed to found out, he was never supposed to find out it was the last thing you wanted.

Severus stared down at you and you stared back up at him unable to form any words as tears fell down your face.

“What have you done?” He asked.

You shook your head burying your face in your knees as he crouched down and looked at you, slowly rolling up your sleeves he looked at the scars on your arms.

Fresh and new.

Severus had his suspicions, but it wasn’t until he watched you pull your hoodie on that he was sure.

He ran his fingers along the scars and he sighed, moving his hand from your arm to the back of your hair, running his fingers through it.

“Why would you do this?” He asked.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”

You fell into him, wrapping your arms around him as you cried heavily and he wrapped his arms around you tightly.

“Why would you not talk to me? Tell me?”

“I didn’t want to worry you…”

Severus sighed once more, pressing his lips to the top of your head as he closed it his.

“You should have said something..” he whispered.

He wasn’t sure what to do about it, he had no idea to handle a situation like this, but right now his mind was just flooded with thoughts of making sure you were okay.

“Have you any fresh ones?”

You slowly shook your head and he pulled away from the hug, placing his hands on your cheeks to make you look at him and he wiped your tears away.

“Promise me love.”

“I.. I promise..”

He searched your eyes for a second before nodding.

“Okay. I believe you. When was the last time you hurt yourself?”

“About a week ago..”

He nodded again.

“I don’t want you to do this to yourself, you’re far to beautiful to scar yourself like this (Y/N).”

Severus helped you stand up and he led you to the bed and sat you down.

He stood in front of you and took his cloak off, resting it on the bed he placed his hands on the bottom of your hoodie and looked at you.

Nodding you let him take it off and you pulled your shirt down and he carefully took your arms, inspecting them.

He looked at every scar and mark, and he looked at you.

“I don’t want you doing this to yourself..”

“I’m so sorry Severus..”

He walked around to his side of the bed, taking his jacket off he sat down and held his arm out, and you shuffled over, resting your head on his chest as he held you.

“If you ever have to do that please come find me. I don’t care where I am or what I’m doing. Come and find me (Y/N).”

You nodded and he looked down at you.

He was going to wait for you to sleep and remove anything you could hurt yourself with, but right now all he needed to do was hold you.

Be there for you.

That was the most important thing

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Don't Be Shy

Title: Don't Be Shy

Pairing: Young!Snape x Young!Fem!Reader (ALL CHARACTERS OF AGE!)

POV: Third, Snape

Setting: Severus’s dorms, End of Seventh Year.

Theme: Drunken shenanigans with smutty goodness and praise 🖤

Inspired by: THIS fanart of Young!Snape by @simper-maximus who gave me permission to write a fanfic for it 🥰

A/N: So, hello there, it’s been a hot minute - hasn’t it? 👀🙈

As some of you know my life is CRAZY atm, not only with work but we’re moving and all that goodness as well so I’ve been inactive for a while here even if I’ve done my best to log on and try to add to our lovely community.

However, I saw this fanart of our young Snape yesterday (do check the post linked above and give it some love) and just felt inspired. So here’s a little smutty goodness of our beloved Snape at an age I rarely write - you know me loves, I want our dungeon bat on the more mature side but this young Snape just made my fingers itch. I hope you’ll enjoy it 😘

ABBR.: Y/N - Your Name

Warnings: Ejaculation, Climaxing, Masturbation, Alcohol Consumption, Provocative Language/Actions, Slight Fluff, Slight Aftercare, Praise, Shame, Praise Kink, Inexperienced!Snape, Experienced!Reader, Confident!Reader, Kissing, Oral Sex, Stripping.

Word Count: 2.2k+

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The sound of Moon Rage filled the room, the band’s hypnotic tunes with its edgy female singer easily overpowered any other sound. Or, perhaps, he was simply drunk and couldn’t filter out the loud sound of the record player.

Why he’d accepted your request to meet up, why he’d allowed you to smuggle alcohol into his room, why he’d agreed to you locking the door while whispering about the others being at the unauthorized graduation party by the abandoned greenhouse and not returning for hours to come — well, he couldn’t answer any of the sluggish thoughts that sneaked through his usually overcrowded brain for a few seconds.

It was quite desolate at the moment though. Only one thought echoed through the haze of alcohol after the questions fizzled out, you. The way you danced between his bed and wardrobe at the furthest left side of the room. Your hips swayed, and your hands skimmed atop your clothes. Your skirt hitched up, your slightly too-small shirt revealing every single curve of your upper body and the dangling of your tie across your chest was as hypnotic as the music.

He couldn’t believe you were there. Singing about being touched, humming about feeling like you could breathe under the sensual caress described in the song. You were magnificent in the dim candlelight. And he was hard. His cheeks flushed. His hand squeezed the fabric of his robe spread out on the couch from where he had an uninterrupted view of you.

You spun around — a new song filling the room with an even more sensual beat — and he blushed deeper as you smiled at him. You seemed less affected by the alcohol, or you were a more experienced drinker. The entire situation was new to him. Everything about it was so wholly new on every level and he barely knew what to do with himself.

You swayed your hips as you moved closer, he tensed and you smirked. Your eyes were alight with something he could only describe as mirth. Mirth and warmth. He was warm all over too, his cock strained against his trousers and jerked as your eyes darted down to it. Embarrassment filled him as you watched his tented pants with the highly visual outline of his erection intently.

“Like what you see, Sev?” you asked with a purr to your voice he’d never heard you speak with before as you dragged your hands up along your thighs, hitching the hem of the skirt up along with the motion — baring your black knickers. You moved differently, showed a new side to you he hadn’t ever even imagined you had. You were so sweet, so pure, so gentle normally. How could he not have noticed this side of you that made his heart hammer and pound so harshly yet your control was also comforting — it baffled him but his body was alight and too strung up for him to think further on it.

His fingers squeezed the fabric within his hand harder, his heart drummed as he watched your fingers trail up along your sides while tugging up the shirt before you unbuttoned it. The black bra matching your knickers came into view as you dragged it off and threw it on his bed while his breath caught in his throat — nerves coiled within him but the alcohol wouldn’t allow him to panic.

Severus gulped while it felt as if his cheeks were on fire, his cock nearly ready to explode. No, don’t-, hold it, don’t— “Sev?” you asked, interrupting his frantic thoughts. “Don’t you like me? Don’t you like what you see?” you continued with a shy smile but your tone, it wasn’t uncertain or worried about his answer. You sounded confident, sounded perfectly aware of what he was thinking.

“I-, I do,” he confessed — his voice slightly pitched despite it having become much darker over the last two years — as you moved your hips in a figure-eight. The way your stomach moved along with that motion, how your breasts bounced ever so slightly, and how you smiled almost wickedly at him had him in a twist of want-corded tension and he had never experienced sensations as strong as he now did.

“Won’t you show me, Severus?” you asked as you undid the button and zipper of your skirt, shimmying out of it. He gulped and panted while his cock jerked and his balls drew up, his body begging for release.

He’d dreamt of your body. He’d jerked off in the shower with the fantasies of your touch and moans. You had overtaken every whim of his hormone-riddled body, for over a year. A year of torture watching you from afar, knowing he’d never have a chance with someone like you. Someone so perfect.

“Y/n, please…” he exhaled while his body began to tremble with the restraint of not coming. But you merely tilted your head while keeping up your seductive dancing. “Be good for me, Sev…” you said just loud enough to be heard over the music as you moved yet another step toward him. The gloomy dungeon-like room with its green and silvery shades felt too hot.

Your bare skin glistened with a slight perspiration, little beads of salty water glittering in the low light that his mind screamed of wanting to lick up. His cheeks turned hotter still, his hand moving up to his mouth to contain his tongue and the involuntary moan slipping out.

Your eyes moved down to his trousers again, your gaze focused wholly on the pulsing erection he couldn’t do anything about while he watched you with a mixture of shame, need, and pure horniness while he squeezed the robe tighter in his hand, pressing his hand to his mouth harder as he moaned again when you stroked your breasts through your bra. Don’t come, don’t come… By Merlin, she’s so beautiful…

“Don’t be shy, Sev…” you hummed as you unclasped your bra. “Be a mess for me, like I am for you…” you continued as your breasts were exposed and he gasped while you toyed with your pebbled nipples. He groaned and sank into the sofa further, straining in every manner possible. You threw your head back with a moan and he couldn’t hold back any longer.

The sweet moan you let out made him sag as his trousers were stained with his cum, bleeding through the fabric while he closed his eyes as little tears lined the edges of them. He was so embarrassed, so relieved, so turned on he didn’t know what to do with himself as his cock kept pulsing, squirting wave after wave of cum sticking to his cock, underwear, and trousers. How embarrassing… How do I ever look you— “You’re so beautiful like this, Sev. All messy and bothered, all flustered and so cute…” you said, again interrupting his thoughts while the last tremor left his body and his cock softened in the mess he’d made — that you’d made of him.

He jerked as your hands landed on his knees, making him open his eyes only to find you between his legs with the most beautiful look of satisfaction, with want and pride in your eyes as you looked up at him. The shame he’d felt a second ago vanished as your hands stroked up along the inside of his thighs with nothing but glazed hunger in those inviting eyes he’d often daydreamed of.

“You did so good, Sev. I’m so proud of you for holding out so long. Such a good boy,” you said with praise and reassurance in your voice that did things to him he couldn’t explain or understand. “I-, I’m a mess,” he said, feeling his heart race as your fingers began undoing the button of his trousers with a smirk as you glanced up at him through your lashes. “Just how I want you,” you whispered with that tone of praise again. “A mess for me, with that sweet look of surrender… Makes all my fantasies of you pale in comparison.”

He felt elated, assured, and wanted when you spoke to him like that. It was wholly new to him, new territory and unknown terrain. It felt good. He felt so good under your hands, viewing, words, and voice. He felt good, and hearing you fantasised about him as he did about you eased a little knot in his stomach.

But then your hands were pulling down his soiled trousers, tugging down the waistband of his underwear until his spent cock became visible and he had to look away from you. Embarrassed by the mess, triggered by the salty smell of his own cum as it wafted up. “Let me clean you up, sweetie,” you said and he jolted. Before he had time to ask what you had meant, your hand grabbed his cock gently and your lips encased the slack member a second later.

The heat of your mouth, the look of your head moving between his legs made his eyes widen and his body erupted in a shocked burning. His heart instantly thundered, his pulse roared in his ears as he watched you lick up his cum, sucking and licking his cock with tender care.

He jerked as your tongue swiped the crown. “Oh, you’re such a good boy,” you praised as he began to harden anew. “Y/n,” he panted as you encircled him again, “p-please,” he protested with need and confusion. He’d never been able to get hard right away after coming before. “Hush, sweetie, let me taste you,” you said softly before he felt the hand you’d had on his thigh disappear.

You moaned around him and he jerked within your mouth, throwing his head back as he stiffened. You began stroking at his root while your tongue teased and swirled around the tip. He tensed as pleasure soared through him in an entirely new way, his last climax still loomed over him.

He looked down at you, feeling hot beyond belief as he watched you suck his cock while pleasuring yourself — all while being between his legs, on your knees yet in control of everything. I’m dreaming, I’m drunk and dreaming, he tried to convince himself but the sensations were too real, too palpable, too perfect for his head to be able to conjure such a dream.

You panted around him, moaning and humming while he watched you work yourself up further. The entire room began spinning around him while his hands squeezed the robe beneath him, the music and sounds of you invading him, the feel of your touch overwhelmingly perfect, the smell of your arousal and his cum mixing and mingling in the air.

His hips jerked as you suckled him. He watched you hollow your cheeks and never before had pleasure erupted so violently within him. He moaned, feeling self-conscious about the way his body was jerking and tensing, how he was burning up and desperate for a second release but terrified he wouldn’t be able to despite how good you made him feel.

You moaned around him, your rhythm faltering while your hand tightened around his root. Your movements turned erratic — hasty and needy. His own breath hissed out between his teeth as he felt his balls draw up. “Come for me,” you moaned around his cock. “Be good for me,” you exhaled before sucking harder. “Please-, please I can’t—” His words were interrupted as you moaned and shook between his legs, climaxing hard while still sucking his cock with vigour.

The sight was beyond his understanding, beyond his brain’s capability to comprehend in its beauty and he came. Hard. Moaning loudly while spurting a single string of cum into your mouth while his lungs nearly froze up at the warmth exploding within him. “So good,” you said while removing your mouth but still gently stroking his cock through the pulsing. “You’re so good, Sev. Such a pretty sight, such a sweetie coming for me twice.”

The praise hit something within him he couldn’t touch, your words made him feel so good he could barely stand the sensation — so at odds with anything and everything he had ever felt. He wanted you to say such words to him again. He wanted to be good for you, make you praise him, make you look at him like you did in that exact moment. Sated and happy. You were so beautiful to him, so perfect, and he wanted to be touched by you over, and over, and over again.

“You’re mine now,” you said with a sweet smile, showing that side of you he’d fallen in love with while watching you from afar. “Y-yours?” he asked as a fresh blush crept over his skin, heating his chest and cheeks. You giggled and reached up to stroke his cheek. “Yes, mine. I want you, Sev.” “Yours…” he said in a quiet murmur, trying the word while you watched him expectantly. But it was hard for him to even imagine that what had just happened had, in fact, actually happened.

“Severus,” you began as you rose up fully on your knees, “I want you. And I know you want me, so I’m going to make you feel good enough to accept that. Okay?” you continued and his eyes widened but he nodded and you smiled that sweet smile he loved seeing your face marked by. Then your lips were pressed against his and he melted under the taste of him and you. He wanted you to make him believe you too, so he’d let you try…

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[sapphicdt]

In which you distract Sev from his work on his birthday

Happy birthday to our beloved prince!! This is a special bday oneshot <3

Genre: smut

Warnings: office sex, creampie, partially clothed sex, dom!Sev, sub!fem reader, daddy kink, praise kink, size kink, oral (f receiving), finger sucking, food play, aftercare

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You softly knocked on Severus's office door, a dark chocolate birthday cake carefully balanced in your hands. White icy frosting bore the message, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEV!"

Your husband opened his office door, his features laced with exhaustion and irritation. His features softened considerably when he saw you standing there with a beaming smile and birthday cake.

"Hi," he said softly, letting you inside his office. You stepped inside, being greeted by the sights and smells of various bubbling and smoking cauldrons on his desk. Despite it being his birthday, Severus still did his work like any other day. You wished that he'd allow himself to take a day off for once.

"Happy birthday, my love," you said, standing on your tip toes to kiss him. Severus's chest, which had been tight with stress from his work, loosened as his lips found your soft ones. He cupped your face, deepening the kiss before pulling away to murmur, "Thank you, princess. Did you make this cake all for me?"

"Of course I did," you laughed, placing the cake down on a nearby table. You glanced sideways at the potions on his desk, adding, "Why don't you put those away and have some cake? You've been working so hard recently and I'm so proud of you, but it's your birthday and you deserve to relax."

Severus pulled you forward by your waist, the sudden movement making your breath hitch. You craned your neck to look up at him, as he was several inches taller than you and naturally towered over you. His staggering height made you feel both protected and weak in the knees.

"I have to keep prototyping those potions, sweetheart," Severus said as he dotted your forehead with kisses. You frowned and he kissed your frown away. "It's just my luck that my birthday happens to fall on a work day."

"Sev, for the love of Merlin," you said, exasperated. Severus raised an eyebrow at you, absentmindedly rubbing circles into your hips that nearly made you squirm.

"You deserve to relax," you repeated firmly, holding your head high. "Have some cake with me and we'll sit and chat about stupid things."

Severus exhaled slowly through his nose, leaning down to press a singular kiss to your neck. He smelled so good, like cinnamon and rain. Your eyelids fluttered, biting your lip and whining when he pulled away.

A ghost of a smirk played at his lips as he responded, "We can have the cake later, baby. I need to finish my work."

"Severus Snape, I swear to god-"

Severus laughed. Your sentence fell short and you stared up at him, perplexed. He pressed a second, longer kiss to your neck this time, and you felt heat begin to pool in the pit of your stomach.

"Just give me a few minutes to finish up, okay? Take a seat and then I'll be ready for you." Severus pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead before relucantly releasing you from his embrace.

He returned to his desk and you quickly sat down across from him, playing nervously with the hem of your skirt as you watched him work.

Severus hummed thoughtfully to himself as he worked, glancing up at you every now and then. Every time he caught your eye he smiled, his trousers becoming uncomfortably tight as he hurried to finish.

He yearned for you. Despite his desire to bend you over his desk and fuck you, he wanted to finish his work. He knew that he was practically edging himself and you, but that's what he liked. He enjoyed the fun and tension of it.

The moment Severus finished working and cleared his workspace, you immediately rose from your seat to grab the cake. You proudly placed it down in the center of his desk, summoning two forks and a small knife.

Severus smiled softly at you as he stood up, snaking his arms around your waist and watching over your shoulder as you sliced him a piece.

You turned around in his arms, your back pressed into the lip of his desk. Severus's chest was pressed into your front, his leg dangerously placed between your thighs. You swallowed thickly, handing him his slice as your cheeks burned crimson.

"Thank you, baby," Severus smiled, forking a piece into his mouth. He chewed slowly, relishing in the rich flavor. The dark chocolate melted pleasantly on his tongue and he hummed appreciatively.

"This tastes amazing," he said, noticing that a bit of frosting had gotten on his finger. He slowly licked it off, his eyes finding yours. You rubbed your thighs together on instinct, your blush deepening, and your breath quickening.

Severus must have noticed your sudden change in demeanor because he smirked, collecting more frosting on his finger. "Do you want to try some?" he asked you. You gasped; his voice was remarkably deeper than usual, presumably because of his growing arousal.

You nodded silently. Severus chuckled darkly.

"Use your words, sweetheart."

Severus pressed himself closer to you, his knee nudging your clothed cunt. You gasped again, tightly gripping his forearms as you fought to stay on your feet. Severus gathered more frosting, trailing his finger down the column of your neck and leaving behind a trail of white frosting.

"I want to try some," you finally said, your voice meek and trembling as you grew needier for Severus. Severus smiled tenderly at you, raising his finger to your mouth. You opened your mouth and he slowly slid his finger past your lips and into your mouth.

Just like you did with his cock, you immediately closed your lips around the digit, staring up at him innocently through your lashes.

You could feel Severus's hard cock pressing against your leg as you sucked on his finger. He released a quiet moan, dipping his head into the crook of your neck. He licked and kissed at the frosting he had left behind there, all while you continued to suck the frosting off his finger. It tasted wonderfully sweet.

Severus slowly brought his head up, his lips covered in frosting. You had a second to breathe before he smashed his lips against yours, groaning needily into your mouth as he lifted you up onto his desk with ease.

"Sev-" you gasped, moaning loudly when he reattached his lips to your neck, sucking harder and firmer on your skin. You wrapped your arms around him, knotting your fingers in his hair as pleasure overwhelmed your body.

"You taste so sweet," Severus moaned as he pulled away, licking the remaining frosting off of his lips. He pulled you closer by your hips, eagerly hooking his fingers into the waistband of your skirt.

"May I?" Severus asked you, his chest heaving and his eyes dark with lust. Although he was horny and desperate to fuck you into tomorrow, consent was the most important thing to him.

"Yes, daddy," you responded boldly. Something inside Severus shifted upon bearing you address him like that, and he practically tore your skirt into two as he removed it. He discarded it to the side, dropping to his knees to worship you like the goddess he saw you as.

"So pretty," he hummed, softly kissing your inner thighs. He silently admired your underwear; they were pink and lacy, decorated with a small white bow at the top. Severus couldn't wait to unwrap that birthday present.

Severus hooked your legs over his shoulders, inhaling the smell of sex as he inched closer to your dripping cunt. You nibbled on your bottom lip, excitement coursing through your veins. However, your excitement quickly deflated when Severus stood up.

"What-" you began to ask before being shushed by Severus. You watched him push the cake to the side, your eyes widening as he gathered a dollop of frosting on his finger.

He returned to his kneeling position and slid your underwear off, lifting your hips with one large hand. "When did you buy that pair?" Severus asked you, his lips grazing your clit. You whined, tugging gently on his hair. Severus pulled back, frowning up at you.

"I asked you a question, princess," he said, his voice edged with impatience.

"Last week," you answered, squirming when he dragged his frosting-clad finger across the top of your cunt. "Daddy," you quickly added, keening under his light touches.

"You should buy more like that," Severus suggested through a breathy chuckle. He firmly held your thighs in place over his shoulders, pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the top of your cunt, licking the frosting off in the process.

"Fuck," you moaned, barely having time to process his ministrations before he took your throbbing clit into his mouth, sucking hard.

"Ah, p-please-" you stammered, your back arching as Severus worshiped your clit. You weren't quite sure what you were begging for, but Severus took the initiative and added his tongue to the mix, lapping up your arousal.

"Such a good girl for me," he growled, his nose rubbing against your clit as he worked his tongue along your slit. Your thighs trembled as you threw your head back, staring upside down at the numerous potions lining the shelves behind you.

"Oh my god," you gasped, digging your fingers into his scalp. Severus moaned against you, directing two clean fingers toward your entrance. He pushed them inside, causing your thighs to clamp around his head.

"God, your cunt is fucking ethereal," Severus groaned as he scissored his fingers inside of you. You were a complete mess, dribbling out all over his desk and tongue. Your body was aflame with pleasure, your orgasm approaching its peak.

"I'm so close," you whimpered to Severus, listening to the lewd sound of his fingers coming in contact with your cunt with each swift thrust. "Please don't stop- ah!"

Severus had taken your clit back into his mouth, sucking firmly. He moved his fingers faster and harder until you were crying out, pulling on his hair as your orgasm crashed through you.

Severus gently lapped at your clit as you came down from your climax, murmuring sweet words that seemed quite oxymoronic with how he had your legs shaking.

"You came so much for me, my sweet girl," Severus praised as he stood up, proudly puffing out his chest. Knowing that he could bring you so much pleasure with his tongue and fingers alone greatly boosted his confidence.

Severus leaned in to kiss you and you could taste a mixture of yourself and frosting. You were breathing unsteadily, your mind a bit fuzzy from your mind-blowing orgasm.

Severus slowly pressed kisses to your cheek, softly asking you, "Are you okay?" As much as he loved making you orgasm, you seemed to be in a heavy daze that raised his concerns.

"I'm okay," you said, nodding and licking your lips. You pulled him closer by the front of his robes, nibbling on his jawline and lazily palming his hard cock over his trousers. Severus moaned softly, grabbing your wrists and pinning them down to the desk.

"No touching," he chastised, winking at you. You opened your mouth to complain but quickly fell silent when he unbuttoned his trousers, freeing his cock from its confinements. The head was red and leaking, the shaft veined and girthy.

"Pretty," you mumbled as you gazed at his cock, biting your lip as you hesitantly reached both hands out to touch it. Severus didn't stop you; he watched you with attentive eyes, breathing slowly as you struggled to wrap both hands around his cock.

"Look at that, baby," Severus cooed, brushing your hair out of your eyes. "Your hands barely fit around my big cock."

You whimpered and nodded, giving his cock a few strokes. Severus immediately stopped your movements and you glared at him. He laughed, amused, and grabbed your hips, pressing his forehead to yours.

"I love you," Severus spoke, grabbing his cock and stroking it familiarly as he lined it up with your weeping entrance. You held onto his biceps, biting your lip as he undid the buttons of your blouse and pulled your bra down far enough so that your breasts were visible.

"I love you too," you breathed, pressing desperate little kisses to his cheek. Severus held you closely, smoothly pushing in with a grunt.

You whimpered and gripped his biceps, your mouth hanging open. Severus slowly kissed your lips and began to move in quick, shallow thrusts, gradually stretching you out.

"So fucking good," Severus grunted against your neck, holding your hips tightly. One hand fell to your clit, rubbing it in quick circles that caused you to squeeze his cock.

"Fuck, baby. Your pussy is like a fucking vice," Severus moaned, lying you down on his desk. You accidentally knocked over quills and books as you laid down, gripping the sides of the desk.

Severus bent over you, his breath hot and heavy on your neck. He thrusted harder, making your breasts jiggle in the confinements of your bra.

"Feels so good," you said breathily. Severus grabbed your hands and held them, pressing forward deeply and saying, "Yeah? My big cock stretches you out so good, doesn't it?"

"It does!" you cried out, wrapping your quivering legs around Severus's waist. You let out soft whimpers and moans, almost feeling lightheaded with lust as Severus continued to buck into you.

"Your pretty clit's all swollen," Severus cooed as he rubbed it quicker. It throbbed against his thumb, pulsing with overstimulation. You bit your lip, fighting to keep it down in order to avoid waking up the entire castle.

"Let me hear you," Severus said gruffly, snapping his hips so hard that his desk began to shake.

You shook your head. Severus abruptly stopped thrusting and you whined, squirming your hips around.

"Come on, sweetheart. I said, let me hear you," Severus repeated, continuing to rub your clit. Your walls fluttered around his cock and you moaned quietly; he was definitely doing that on purpose.

"Good girl." Severus resumed thrusting, drawing more lewd sounds from you. You clutched onto him, begging him to go faster.

"Faster? Fuck, you're so needy," Severus said, thrusting faster just like you had begged him to. You raked your fingers down his cloak, which he still wore, sliding the thick fabric between your fingers.

You could feel yourself growing closer to orgasm, your body shaking with each powerful thrust. Severus moaned above you, his face flushed red from his exertion. You grabbed his face in your hands, whimpering to him, "I'm gonna come soon."

Severus sloppily kissed you, his tongue circling yours. He held you tight as he moaned back, "Let go for me, princess. You've been so good for me."

You embraced him, releasing a broken moan as your orgasm reached its peak. Severus never stopped rubbing your clit as you came, drawing intense waves of pleasure from you. You shook beneath him, gasping for air as he continued to fuck you.

Severus let out a loud moan of your name as he came, filling you to the brim. He stayed still for a few moments, keeping you stuffed full of his warm seed. You were still squeezing him, milking him dry of every last drop.

"I'd say that was the best birthday I've ever had," Severus laughed quietly, stroking your face. You smiled, pressing a small kiss to the tip of his nose. "I'm glad it was," you said, "although you gave me most of the pleasure. I feel like it should've been me giving it to you, since it's your birthday."

Severus carefully pulled out, rubbing the head of his cock on your overstimulated clit. You whined and he chuckled, helping you sit up and cleaning himself and you up with a simple spell.

"I was receiving pleasure," he assured you, picking you up bridal style. You hooked your arms around the back of his neck, smiling up at him. "Your pussy feels like magic."

"Sev," you murmured, blushing in embarrassment at his words. Severus simply smiled down at you and pecked your forehead, carrying you to his adjacent private chambers.

There, he got you comfortable in bed and gently massaged your muscles, especially the ones in your legs. They were still shaking a little from your two orgasms.

"Thank you again for the cake," Severus said as he ran his large hands up and down your legs. "It was very tasty, but not as tasty as you."

You grinned and shyly hid your face in your pillow, giggling when Severus pressed kisses to your legs. How an amazing birthday it truly was for Severus.

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Reader getting all flustered over Severus calling them "angel" 😮‍💨😮‍💨. And him using it to his advantage during sex.

NSFW under the cut, dom Snape vibes, blow job, slight voice kink

The first time the name slipped from his lips it surprised even him; so loving and tender after he’d spent a long, exhausting day being brash toward his students and cool at best toward his colleagues.

It came so naturally, and was meant as purely affectionate; it was an admission that he finds his softness in your presence. Warmth, even.

You can hear his voice perfectly in your mind when you recall that moment. So silky, with just a hint of neediness that drove you wild.

Come here, my angel.

Such a simple phrase, yet he saw the heat flood to your cheeks. You dropped what you were doing immediately, hypnotised by his words, going to him as requested and sliding down onto his lap.

Your hands cupped his cheeks and you pressed your lips to his, hot and wet and needy.

Not exactly what he was expecting, but certainly not an unwelcome response.

-

Next time, he uttered it against your shivering flesh while he was buried inside you, hips rolling, slow but forceful, and lips tenderly pecking at your throat.

‘You feel so- ah!- perfect around my cock, angel - as though you were- mmh!- made for me.’

Oh, his heavy breath, his low, rolling voice, the little moans that laced his praise of you so sweetly…

You quickly came undone, walls contracting around his length, draining him of every ounce of seed he had to offer in turn.

-

He’s a little bolder the next time. He sensed that you wanted his attention and much to his own frustration he’d been far too busy to afford it to you, forced apart from you at every hint of a chance to be close.

He wanted your attention too, and as soon as he finished with the essentials, and the knocks stopped coming to his door, he intends to get it.

‘On your knees for me, angel,’ he growled.

Of course you obeyed, you always do.

He was leaning back against his desk, head dropped back in bliss with his fingers tangled in your hair and your lips around his eager, weeping cock seconds later.

It might have been meant as an affectionate name initially, but it’s become so much more.