#LOVE YOU SNAPE

[klien2000]

Inihahandog q ngyon c BINI Sev!!! AYIEEEE mahiwagang salamin kailan ba niya aaminin kaniyang tunay na pagtingin~~

[incorrectquotesharrypotterv]

Y/n, whispering: you know I love you, right?

Draco: why are we whispering?

Y/n: so Harry thinks we're conspiring against him

Draco: oooh

Harry: what are they talking about?

Snape, having heard everything: murder

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Can I make a very NSFW request? Severus x reader fem. Ever since Severus and Y/N had sex for the first time, Severus feels a lot of sexual desire, and he likes to have his girlfriend moaning for him all the free time they have.

"Are you tired, love? So soon? Don't worry, you stay in bed and enjoy while I work between your pretty legs"—Severus

Addicted to My Girl ~Severus Snape xFem Reader

Summary— Established Relationship, ever since Severus first heard Reader properly moan, he can’t get enough of her. He now lives to draw those sinful sounds from her. Smut ensues. Anon Response— Hi hi hi anon!! Thanks for the request! Yes, I absolutely would love to write this for you. Thank you for your detailed explanation. I sincerely hope you Enjoy this! ♥️

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Prompt— "Are you tired, love? So soon? Don't worry, you stay in bed and enjoy while I work between your pretty legs"

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, smut, fingering, sex, p in v, implied clit stimulation, overstimulation, light praise, pet names, voice/moan kink, honeymoon phase, established relationship, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

From the second that Severus had heard an unbridled moan erupt from your throat and vibrate through your entire body for the first time, the man was hooked. Owned. Addicted. Powerless. At your mercy.

You were spread out on top of his desk. Your legs wide and Severus planted in the middle of them. Clothes were discarded all across the room. It was heated and passionate. You had both finally snapped, not even making it to the bedroom.

Marks were littered across the neck and chest, but Severus’ tongue was not working away at something else. You gasped and your hand jumped into his head of hair, as the man’s tongue went feral on your cunt.

“OhhHhHh Sevvvvv—!!”

Before you could stop it, your sinfully loud moan tore through all the fibers of your being. Severus stopped at that, looking up at you dumbfounded.

Severus now spent all of his waking hours, that weren’t taken up by his classes, coaxing more heavenly sounds from your lips.

His sex drive, while he had always had one, had fucking skyrocketed since that first night, when you and Severus had first had sex. He couldn’t get you off his mind. Hell, he spent most of his time alone just getting himself off to the thought of you.

Severus stole you away every second he could get you. When you both had free blocks, the man was guaranteed to be teasing you or already in between your legs in some capacity.

Severus was extra lucky today, because it was Friday night, and neither of you had anything planned after your last class in the afternoon. So Severus thought you’d both skip the great hall dinner, after all, the man had the perfect dinner in front of him already…

It wasn’t even dark out yet, and Severus already had you in his lap as he sat in his office desk chair. The man’s fingers had simply slipped under your garments and past your knickers, sliding in and out of your cunt with ease. Your eyes rolled back as you held onto your man for dear life as he bounced you up and down on his fingers.

“S-sev… I’m going to… OhhHhH Sevvv…!” You moaned lewdly, nuzzling your face into the crook of Severus’ neck as you moaned out.

Severus eyes darkened further at your beautiful, addictive sounds.

“That’s it, my love… Cum on my fingers… Again…” Severus told you in his destructively low and sultry, sexy tone.

You held nothing back, crashing over the edge for the second time in the last 40 minutes, having already cum once in Severus’ lap from mere clit stimulation. You let out another sinful moan as you reached ecstasy, biting into your man’s neck to manage the overwhelming pleasure.

Severus fingered you through your high with ease, knowing just the right way to bring you down from your climax, while keeping you buzzing for more.

The man then gently removed his fingers from your dripping cunt, licking his digits clean, before he picked you up bridal style and carried you to your shared bedroom. He laid you on the bed, where you instinctively began to curl up with a yawn. But Severus chuckled, crawling up on top of you, beginning to remove his and your clothing. You giggled and let him help you with objection on your end.

“Are you tired, love? So soon? Don't worry, you stay in bed and enjoy while I work between your pretty legs” he cooed lustfully, coming up to your face and giving you a cheeky kiss on the lips, as he spread out your naked form across the bed.

You gasped as you felt Severus’ dick grinding against your dripping core. You immediately grabbed any and all of his exposed skin, pulling his body against yours and moaning once more.

“Tsk tsk tsk, not so fast, my love… Want a proper taste of you first…” Severus hummed, getting off of you to your dismay, and lowering himself down the bed so that his mouth was level with the cunt.

Your hand found purchase again in his hair as the man’s mouth began to devour your precious pussy. His tongue glided in and out of your core with ease, lapping up all your juices and using his own spit as even more lubricant. You threw your head back and let out a groan, as his tongue worked your centre.

“F-fuck Sevvviiiii—” you choked out, pulling tightly on his hair, as Severus buried his face in your cunt and pressed his nose against your clit while his mouth continued to work its wonders on your cunt.

Severus groaned in delight at your sounds, struggling with the urge to take you right there. But he took a deep breath and simply fucked you harder, knowing the wait would be well worth it. His tone continued to swirl its way through your folds, alternating between stimulating your clit and your entrance. And as soon as you tugged at his locks hard enough a gave him a desperate mewl of need, his tongue sunk into your core.

“Christ Severus Yesssssss��!!” You moaned, your back arching and toes curling into his touch.

The man worked you up with precise skill, having paid intense attention to exactly what made your eyes roll back. The pad of his thumb began to roll your clit, making your knees wobble and pulling another string of whimper and groans from your lips. By the time you reached your third edge, you were a begging mess.

“Please please Sevvv Oh God please—!”

Severus happily hummed into your cunt, “Cum for me, my Darling…”

Your third orgasm rocked over you like a fucking tsunami, feeling like every single one of your nerves were on fire as a hot, white pleasure took over your entire body. You sparked underneath your man’s hold, but he never relented, continuing to tongue fuck you through your high.

By the end of your climax, your vision was a little blurry and you were shaking.

“Still want more…?” Severus’ voice gently asked, as he came up from in between your thighs.

“Mhmmmmm yessss, give it to me Sev…” you mumbled, with a drunken nod.

With a smirk, Severus lined himself up with your dripping heat. You held onto the man in a vice grip as he sunk down into you. And the man nearly came right there from the sinful moan that spilled from your lips… Bloody Hell, he would be chasing those pretty noises of yours for the rest to his life.

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Severus Snape Masterlist

[maladaptivewriting]

i need to be mean for a sec

whenever people say that regulus and severus are the same character, i genuinely wonder if they do not know how to read. like how can your reading comprehension skills be that low that you see “black hair, slytherin” and think “yeah they’re the same character”

[potions-of-dark-devotion]

To be honest, I can’t believe I have to say this but Severus Snape being angry at Neville for regularly making the equivalent of a pipe bomb in class is not in the realm of SA, stalking and attempted murder. Let’s put the arguement of “well snape bullied his students so he deserved it as a kid” to rest. Cause I’m tired. Really tired of pretending it’s somehow the same. Yes, he was rude, yes he was mean and snarky at times. Doesn’t mean it’s the same on any level as what he suffered as child and teen. Be fucking for real. Not even in the same realm.

[halfbloodfics]

Hi, welcome on tumblr.

I see that request are open. So. I have one :D. Can you write snape x reader fluff. She is also professor in Hogwarts. They are long time in secret relationship and another man (maybe Lockhart? :D ) trying to him. But it’s ridiculous for Severus and her so sometimes in evening after dinner, they talking and laughing about what he come up with. Thank you very much. And sorry for my English, it’s not my native language.

Thank you for the request, I'm sorry I'm getting to it so late. Uni is starting up again, so I'll be quite busy.. But fret not fellow sev lovers, all requests will be taken gotten too!!

Tropes: Fluff, established relationship, secret relationship

Warnings: none :)

requests are open :) see pinned post xx

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The classroom was quiet, the students having just been dismissed for the weekend. With your back turned to the door, you began tidying up after them, pushing in the chairs and returning borrowed textbooks.

The afternoon sun poured in from the ancient windows, filling the class with a warm, ambient light. From the back of the room, your partner, Severus, gazed up at you, waiting for you to be done.

A small smile graced your lips, one that he returned. For professional reasons, you kept your relationship private from the other students and staff; giving no clues that you were together. During the week, the two of you slept in your seperate chambers, on opposite ends of the castles. But the weekends? That was your time to finally be together, in your shared home on Spinner's End. Away from the secrecy and obligations of your professional lives.

You continued to clean as he graded, eager to finish, when a familiar voice interupted the silence.

"Ah, Proffessor Y/LN." Lockhart said, standing in the door frame. "Allow me to assist you in cleaning."

You opened your mouth to politely decline, but before you had the chance to, Lockhart invited himself in, using his wand to organize the classroom and tidy things back up the way they were.

"Oh, thank you, Professor Lockhart." You said, brushing your hands off on the sides of your dress. "You didn't have to, but I appreciate it."

Severus stood quietely at the back of the class, in the corner of your eye you noticed his arms cross.

It was no doubt to anyone in Hogwarts but Lockart, that Severus absolutely despised the man. The proud, flirtacious and conceited man was the absolute opposite of your reserved partner, and yet, Lockhart never seemed to catch on to this fact that his presence was far from welcome.

He grinned, showing off his pearly white smile and stepping a little closer until he was about a foot from you.

"Say, Y/N," He started, adjusting the turqouise and gold rimmed hat on his head to show off more of the curly, golden locs, "You seem to be fairly intelligent. I'm sure you have exquisite taste, in extra curricular activites."

Your eyes flicked briefly at Severus, who was now staring at the back of Lockharts head, with an expression that was half amused, half annoyed.

You hesitated. "Umm. Thank you? I thi-"

Lockharts hand raised dismissivly, his fingers gently grazing across your face to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear. "No needs for words, Professor Y/L/N. I know, how star struck you are." He says with a wink.

Oh. Yea... Starstruck...

You clear your throat, walking over to your desk to continue collecting your things.

Obnoxiously, yet not surprisingly, Lockhart follows, this time stopping in front of your desk, watching with a smug expression as you gather your things.

"Which is why, dear, I was wondering if you would love the honour, of coming to my book reading this weekend?" He starts, leaning on the desk, "There will be plenty of my admirars there, hopefully you amongst them. Who knows? Perhaps I'll even sign something for you, free of charge."

You paused, bag in hand. "Oh, um.. That's quite kind of you, Professor. I thank you for the invite, but I'm quite busy this weekend... Unfortunately."

Lockharts grin faltered, as if he wasn't used to a woman denying him the pleasure of his company.

From the back of the room, Severus let out a small scoff, causing Lockhart to turn around and notice the man he hadn't seen before. "Oh. Professor Snape." He said, clearly fighting to maintain the confident persona he had put on.

He turned back to you, forcing a smile. "Well, yes. Another time, certainly. I'll see you on Monday, Professor."

You nodded, forcing a small smile, feeling relieved as you watched him exit the class and disapear down the hall.

As soon as he was out of sight, your head rolled to Severus with an exasperated sigh. He smirked back at you, clearly amused by the whole ordeal as he approached and took the bag off your shoulders.

"A signed book of his, free of charge." He said at last, drawing out the laugh you had been holding in so long.

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That night, you sat in the kitchen of your shared home in Spinners End, reading The Quibbler as Severus stood in front of the stove, stirring a pot of soup.

"Finding any entertaining gossip, dear?" He said, back still turned as he prepared your dinner.

You put the paper down with a scoff. "No, just the regular, boring stuff. Besides, these papers don't even have crosswords at the end. What's the point?"

You watched Severus move around the kitchen quietly, hands delicately chopping vegetables and adding them to the pot. All these years, and he still didn't use magic while cooking. You knew this about him, that he preffered to use his own hands to cook, finding solace in the quiet, mindless activity.

He brushed a sliced carrot off the cutting board and into the pot. "Perhaps you should have taken Lockart up on his offer. Surely his riveting tales would have provided you with such entertainment."

There was a playful edge to his voice, despite his monotone phrasing. It was no doubt he could get jealous, possessive even. Particularily in the beginning of your relationship. But as the years had gone on and his trust in you developed, his doubts and insecurities lessened, finding others flirtations slightly less outrageous. But with Lockhart? It was just laughable.

You snorted, moving your paper to the side as he approached with two bowls of soup, placing yours on the placemat in front of you.

The front, framing pieces of his black hair fell in front of his smirk as he sat across from you on the small table. His left hand reached for the paper, his right one bringing the spoon to his lips and blowing gently on the soup.

"Oh, no," He stated as his eyes scanned the paper, "Certainly no tales of Lockharts bravery in here."

He flipped the pages, the corner of his lips tugging up slightly higher as you scoffed, bringing your own spoon to your lips and taking a sip.

"However will I fill my weekend with enjoyment now?" You sighed.

Severus smirked, taking another sip of the soup and putting the paper down. "I don't know. Now that you no longer have the honour of his company."

That was all it took for you to break out in a laugh, leaning back in your chair and playfully kicking Severus under the table.

"Sev," You laughed, "Did you see the look on his face when I declined?"

Severus smirked, laughing silently to himself as he brought the spoon to his lips once more. "I'll be keeping that memory close in mind the next time I'm lucky enough to have the honour of gracing his presence."

You laughed harder, always amused by your partners never ending sarcastic remarks. It was one of the things you were first attracted to him for, all those years ago. How he could always one up you in conversation, his wit never ending.

"How often do you think he hears the word, no?" You said.

Severus scoffed, sipping the soup again and swallowing before replying curtly: "Not nearly enough."

You giggled to yourself quietly, relishing in the view of his smile across from you. "Perhaps I can help with that." You said finally, stirring your soup.

He smirked as his dark eyes met yours, and for a moment the only sound was the clinging of your spoons against the bowls as you ate, stomachs full of home made soup and amusement.

When Severus had noticed you were finished, he stood up, holding out his hand to collect your bowl. You handed it to him, thanking him and smiling as you felt him lean down and place a gentle kiss on the top of your head.

"I must say," He murmered against your hair. "I think your company is a much greater honour."

You smiled as he withdrew his lips. "The honour is yours all weekend, my love."

He placed the bowls in the sink and came up behind you, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling into your neck.

Sighing, the stress and obligations of the previous school week began to melt away. You were here, in your shared home. The peace washed over you as you tilted your head back against him, breathing in his familiar scent.

"Thank Merlin for that." He murmered at last.

~

la fin, xx

[maxdibert]

I think many people should appreciate the restraint Severus Snape shows throughout the whole saga because, honestly, if I had to face people who bullied me to the point of nearly killing me years later—and was literally forced to look them in the eye, endure their nonsense, and even collaborate with them civilly—I certainly wouldn’t have acted with that much self-control. I probably would have poisoned them by the second day with cyanide, hemlock, or simply shoved them in front of a double-decker bus. I really admire him as a person; he’s got some serious cold blood.

[sacredsnape]

VERY self indugent fic of Sev breeding you bc I'm insane and feeling 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒚. Inspired by the song Tear You Apart by She Wants Revenge.

Genre: SMUT SMUT SMUTTT

Warnings: sub!reader, soft dom!Sev, but he's also rough in a sweet way?? Praise (good girl, doing so well, etc), breeding kink, creampie, (wrap it before you tap it unless you're Sev) slight choking and hair pulling, fingering, overstimulation, mentions of pregnancy, aftercare <333

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You gasped as Severus pressed your back to his heaving chest, his hand gripping your hair and pulling your head back to look at him. You whimpered pleasurably at the pain, your eyelids fluttering as Severus bore his eyes into your soul. His throbbing election pressed into your lower back, his breath hot on your face.

"Get on the bed, darling, and spread your legs," he commanded softly, pressing a tender kiss to the side of your head. His sweet words were juxtaposed by his unforgiving grip on your hair, but you nodded and complied with his orders.

You were already nude, your slick dripping down your legs aw you laid down. Your legs spread in an instant, allowing Severus to crawl between them and press his cock to your inner thigh.

"So beautiful," Severus murmured as he ran his large hands up and down your sides. "Your body is exquisite, my love."

You blushed at his words, lightly dragging your hands up and down his chest. "Please. Sev. Need you inside me," you begged, jutting your bottom lip out in a soft pout. "Need you to get me pregnant."

Severus bit his lip, his resolve running low as he needily rutted against your thigh. Severus loved fucking you raw, but always took caution to pull out before he came. He used to be terrified of getting you pregnant, but recently, he got off on the idea of you being visibly pregnant and everyone knowing that he had been the reason.

"Gonna fill you up with my baby," he grunted, guiding the thick head of his cock towards your entrance. You felt your heart rate quicken, biting your lip as you anticipated the delicious stretch of Severus' cock.

It stung like it did the first time you had sex together. He had slipped the head past your folds and inside you, his eyes dark as he watched your pussy swallow more of his cock.

He looked up when he heard you moan, your eyes pleading wordlessly with him to go in deeper. Severus didn't hesitate and pushed all the way in, quickly bottoming out so his hips pressed into yours.

"S-Sev," you stammered, clutching onto his biceps. "You feel so good."

"Yeah?" Severus breathed, brushing your hair out of your face so that he could see your beautiful features. Your cheeks were pink, and your mouth was agape, small pants leaving you. You looked ethereal, a specially crafted angel sent from heaven just for him to corrupt.

"Fucking hell," he hissed as he began thrusting, his pace steady. You whimpered softly, feeling dazed as his long hair hung around your face and his nose brushed against your cheek.

Severus licked up the side of your face, causing you to squirm and giggle. He took your earlobe between his teeth and pulled, his expression ravenous. Your giggles dissolved into moans, always having enjoyed pain with your pleasure.

"I want to fucking tear you apart," Severus moaned into your ear, snapping his hips faster. "I'm going to fill you up, get you pregnant with my baby."

He suddenly grabbed your legs, hoisting them over his shoulders. You squeaked in surprise and gasped when he leaned over you, stretching you out beyond return.

"Severus!" You cried, throwing your head back on your pillow. The feeling was electrifying, sending sparks straight from your core up through your spine. Severus grinned darkly, trailing a hand up your sternum before wrapping it around your throat.

"I hope our baby has your eyes," he growled, slightly applying pressure to your throat. You choked out a moan, your eyes widening at his statement. It filled your stomach with a swarm of butterflies, as Severus was the first partner you've had to love your eyes.

You gently pried his fingers off your throat to say, "I hope they have your nose." Lips lingering on his nose, you bunched a hand in his hair to ground yourself. He was thrusting harder now, sending you a little bit higher up the bed with each thrust. Your breasts eagerly bounced, and Severus' eyes were trained on them, licking his lips.

Severus swallowed a whimper, his heart pounding in his ears. Hearing you say that he wanted your baby to have his nose - the feature he hated the most - made emotion swell in his chest.

"I love you so much, angel," he husked, grabbing both of your hands in his. He pinned you to the bed and caged you underneath him, rendering you unable to move.

Severus having your body under his complete control only aroused you further. Your pussy squelched, mingling with the sounds of his hips slamming against yours. You were creating a mess all over the sheets, soaking them with your wetness and Severus' precum.

"I love you more- fuck, right there!" A sharp exhale escaped you, pulling free from Severus' constraints to wrap your arms around his neck. He kissed your forehead, pressing himself closer to you until your bodies seemed to mold together.

"What a perfect fucking pussy, so tight and warm." "Good girl, baby, you're taking me so well." "Look at you, all split open on my cock."

Severus' praise spurred you on. Your mind was hazy, your throat almost raw from each high-pitched cry and moan that left you. The feeling was surreal, his cock reaching the depots of you and hitting your g-spot.

A familiar coil began to tighten in your stomach, warning you of your approaching orgasm. Your legs were aching in the position they were in, but you held on despite feeling like you were about to snap in half.

"You're close, princess. I can feel you squeezing me," Severus stated, his thumb falling to rub your clit in quick circles. You spasmed around him, squeezing him tighter as the extra simulation made your eyes roll into the back of your head.

"Need your cum, please please please," you sobbed to him. "Need you so deep in my belly."

Severus was sweating and breathing heavily, his body shaking as he continued his mind-numbing tempo. He was on the verge of climax too, eager to fill you to the brim with his seed.

The coil tightened more and Severus continued his attack on your clit, never stopping until he felt you give him one last, tight squeeze.

You screamed his name as the coil finally snapped. Your orgasm knocked the air from your lungs and made your head spin, your pussy gushing all over Severus' cock and stomach.

"Fuck, baby! Shit-" Severus released a loud groan when he finally came, pumping you full of his hot seed. He painted your walls white with endless ropes of cum, leaving you barely any time to register his climax before he abruptly pulled out.

"What- OH!" You gasped when Severus roughly shoved two fingers inside your overstimulated hole, ensuring that all of his seed reached your cervix. He massaged your spongy, wet walls as he pushed his seed further up, kissing your thighs as he did so.

You felt so warm and full, gradually coming down from your peak. You watched Severus lovingly finger you as a smile tugged at your lips.

"There we go, baby," he cooed, kissing your stomach. He rubbed it afterward, imagining a baby bump there one day. He couldn't wait to have his little family with you and show the world that Severus Snape could indeed be happy.

You closed your eyes and caught your breath, listening to Severus move around you. You suddenly felt tired, your body aching for sleep. Severus left your side for a moment to retrieve a damp washcloth and a warm blanket, kissing between your eyes to let you know that he was back.

"Keep your legs open, sweet girl. I have to clean you up," Severus informed you. You nodded, bliss washing over you as he resumed rubbing your stomach. You bit your lip as Severus cleaned you up, carefully dragging the washcloth up your dripping slit before patting you dry. You were sensitive and your clit was enlarged, protruding through your lips, but the overstimulation was worth it.

Once Severus was done, he wrapped you and him up in the blanket. You snuggled against him and yawned as the drowsiness returned to your body, a protective hand resting on your stomach.

"My pretty mommy-to-be," he mumbled, stroking the side of your face. Kissing you softly, he wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head on your chest.

You grinned into his hair. How you got so lucky, you would never know.

[moonlightdancer26]

Snape haters: How do people even like Snape?

Also Snape:

“Yes, it is easy to see that nearly six years of magical education have not been wasted on you, Potter. Ghosts are transparent.”

*****

“Would you like me to do it now?” asked Snape, his voice heavy with irony. “Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?”

*****

“I was just showing Harry my grindylow,” said Lupin pleasantly, pointing at the tank.

“Fascinating,” said Snape, without looking at it.

*****

As Harry raised himself into a sitting position, his head still swimming from its last contact with the ground, he saw Snape running as hard as he could, the enormous beast [Buckbeak] flapping behind him and screeching as Harry had never heard him screech —

. . . Snape had managed to Disapparate just beyond the school’s boundaries.

*****

Snape gave her [Umbridge] an ironic bow and turned to leave.

*****

“The mind is a complex and many-layered thing, Potter — or at least, most minds are.” He smirked.

*****

“Potter, when I want nonsense shouted at me I shall give you a Babbling Beverage. And Crabbe, loosen your hold a little, if Longbottom suffocates it will mean a lot of tedious paperwork, and I am afraid I shall have to mention it on your reference if ever you apply for a job.”

[professorsnape394]

Day 6: Steamy Sessions

Pairing: Severus Snape x OC

Rating: 🥵

Prompt: Roots

Summary: Severus gives Y/N exactly what she asks for in the bedroom.

A/N: Thought about going to traditional family route for this prompt but decided to spice things up a bit, hope you all enjoy.

Warnings: Sex. Hair pulling (obvi). Male oral. Female stimulation. Mention of sex without a condom.

Word Count: 1429

Credits to Gif Creator

“Oh FUCK.” I panted, feeling the full force of Severus as he pounded into me from behind. I felt the desk beneath me shift forward, almost throwing me off balance as he thrust deep into me again. Severus Snape was relentless when it came to fucking me. It always started out slow and hard. Prolonging ecstasy just so it would be all the more enjoyable. The man the epitome of self-control. Me on the other hand, I was a horny mess before we even really begun.

“Severus.” I gasped, winded from the sheer power behind his actions.

“How does it feel, baby?”

“More.” I demanded; despite the fact I was already a drooling mess.

“You want more?” He halted his movements. “Is being bent over my desk getting fucked raw from behind not good enough, my love.” His tone was dripping with sarcasm; he always had more in store for me to enjoy.

Before I could open my mouth, I felt the sharp sting of his hand colliding with my rear.

“Tell me what it is you need.”

“Pull my hair.” I pleaded. “Please.”

“Good girl.” He hummed. “I like a woman who knows exactly what she needs.”

He was right. I was never scared to tell him what I wanted. What exactly would turn me on in that precise moment. And Snape never failed to deliver on my requests. That’s why we worked so well.

Taking his time to tease me, Severus ran a hand up the expanse of my body, sending a tingle of shivers dancing up my spine. He moved slowly within me; his thick cock stretching me without even trying.

His hands tangled in my mass of curls, meticulously gathering it into a single make-shift pony tail between his fist.

Severus leaned over my body, pushing my heaving breasts even further into the hard mahogany desk. I felt the tickle of his breath before the touch of his lips caressed my exposed neck. He knew exactly what that did to me. I couldn’t help but release a satisfied sigh, buying into his false sense of security.

Catching me completely unaware, Severus yanked me from the desk, the pull of his harsh grip stinging my scalp. I hissed in pain, but Severus knew me well enough to know I liked it.

As we stood, making our way across the room, Severus removed himself from me with a satisfied pop. The sudden emptiness leaving me aching for him.

“Relax.” He whispered in my ear, giving my locks a sharp tug for good measure. “I’ll give you what you need.

Snape kicked open my legs with his shoe, his completely clothed body juxtaposed my stark naked one. My body obeyed his every will without thought.

My head was suddenly yanked sharply back against his shoulder, my body instinctively melting into him. I could feel the wet tip of his erect penis rubbing against me, which only made me squirm against him more.

“Stand still, woman, you’re driving me insane.” He groaned into the crook of my neck, nipping at my collarbone as he snaked his arm around my waist, sliding down towards my pelvis. The touch of his rough fingertips against my skin lit my body on fire.

Snape’s fingers delved into me, slipping easily between my folds.

“Fuck you’re so wet.”

I couldn’t help the moan from escaping my throat as he pressed firmly against my clit.

“That’s it, baby. Let me hear how good I make you feel.” His voice was like velvet to my ears, on more than one occasion he’s been able to make me cum from his words alone, and today might be another one of those days.

Another moan left my lips.

His fingers plunged into me without warning; two at first, pumping in and out with ease, then he added another, the tension in my core building with each movement of his wrist.

My breathing quickened as I reached my crescendo, my mind going completely blank to the world around me. I was now only aware of the building pleasure between my legs, the sting from my scalp and Severus’ hot breath panting against my ear.

“Oh God.”

“That’s it darling, let me hear you cum for me.” At his words a wave of release washed over me as I orgasmed from his touch, feeling winded from my shortness of breath.

Before I had a chance to regain my composure, Severus was once again dragging me by my hair back over to his desk.

“On you knees.” He commanded.

I dropped instantly to the floor, grateful for the short reprieve to catch my breath. Severus took a seat at his desk, spreading his legs wide for me to position myself between them.

He looked down at me expectantly, cocking an eyebrow suggestively.

I took Severus’ still hard cock in my hands, bringing it close enough to brush against my lips. He shivered from the tickle of my breath.

I waited for him to gather my hair in his hand, twisting it firmly around his first to keep it out of my face.

I took my time to slowly tease him, dragging my tongue along the tip of his dick, swirling it seductively around his head.

“Stop messing about and get to it.” He warning, giving my hair another firm yank.

I obeyed willingly taking his whole length into my mouth, relaxing my throat to accommodate his large size. I gagged when it hit the back of my throat, instantly bringing it back out of my mouth.

Making direct eye contact I spat on the head his cock, I let a few strings of saliva dribble sloppily from my lips.

This time stacking my hands at the base of his cock I was able to fit him more easily into my mouth, while twisting my hands in opposite directions from each other.

Snape dropped his head back against his chair his breathing turning heavier as I moaned against his cock. I quickly removed him from my mouth once more, giving his head another long lick for good measure.

“Stop being a fucking tease and suck my cock.” He warned with a final sharp tug of my hair, causing tears to pool in the corner of my eye from the pain.

Each tug on my roots sent a throbbing pulse straight to my clit. Pure Ecstasy.

I felt the twitch of Severus dick as I ran my tongue along that one familiar vein. The chronically stoic man couldn’t help himself from moaning loudly at my actions, in turn warranting a moan from me. The empty ache in my core had returned.

I spread my legs wider hoping to ease the pulsing need.

“Touch yourself.” Severus ordered, noticing my internal struggle.

I didn’t hesitate to follow his instructions; replacing my fingers where his had been just moments before.

Growing restless with his submissive position, Snape rose form his chair, moving his hands from my hair to either side of my face.

“Sit back. Open your mouth. Relax.”

I obeyed him blindly, now focusing solely on chasing my own pleasure. I knew exactly where this was going.

Giving himself a few quick pumps, Severus brought his dick to my open mouth. He took his time gliding the tip of his penis over the supple curve of my lips, lubricating himself for re-entry. He hissed sharply at the contact.

“Look at me.”

My eyes flew open just in time to see his cock rush between my lips. Keeping a firm grip of my head Snape fucked my throat hard and fast while I continued to rub my clit in time with his movements.

I came for the second time before he reached his climax.

“God, you look incredible.”

My eyes had watered from the feel of him against the back of my throat, I was sure mascara had smudged the undersides of my eyes.

Severus came quickly with a few jerks and a throaty grunt. His cum dribbled down my chin onto my bare chest. I didn’t worry about having to clean myself up later; Sev liked me messy.

With a final groan and a moment to catch his breath Severus pulled me up to him, catching my mouth in a passionate but sloppy kiss; his cum transferring from my chin to his which he instantly wiped off with a swipe of his thumb, sticking it straight back into my mouth for me to lick clean.

“That was incredible.” I grinned dazedly, the salty taste of him still coating my tongue.

“Wrong. You were incredible darling.”

[turvi]

Could I request anything fluffy with Severus Snape x reader?

(Man, I love Alan Rickman… c:)

Y/n sighs as she looks at the snow falling outside. Her eyes fell on the stack of papers that were right in front of her. It took everything in her not to doze off on the desk. Just as she was about to take another paper out of the stack there was a knock on the door. She frowns yet she gets up to open the door as the person behind continuously knocks "Easy easy be right there".

She opens the door and instantly there is a smile on her lips "If it isn't my favourite man" Severus quirks his brow and clears his throat "I am here to... invite you to watch the snow fall"

Y/n smirks "You want to watch the snowfall? Since when?" Severus sighs and grumbles "Are you coming or not"?

She takes her coat off the coat hanger "I am coming don't get your knickers in a twist", she yelps as Severus pinches her waist "Don't talk to me like that woman". Y/n scoffs and pinches him back "Don't pinch me like that". His hand moved to pinch her again but she slapped his hand away "Stop it", her heart fluttered when she heard him chuckle, that one singular sound made her weak.

Severus held her hand and gently tugged her out of the castle. Y/n couldn't help but giggle at how eager Severus was to see the snowfall. As soon as they stepped out Severus' eyes fell on her watching the snow fall on her hair and nose.

Y/n was too focused on enjoying the snowfall to notice Severus getting down on one knee. He cleared his throat and she felt her heart rate increase. Is this really happening?

"Y/n L/n, you have become the light in my life, the reason why I want to wake up the next morning and even though when I first met you I could barely tolerate your existence, now I can't imagine living a life without you. And I know I have not made it easier for you to tolerate me yet you do...so would you please spend the rest of my life, because I do not know what I would do without you, my love"

A soft sob leaves Y/n's lips "Yes...yes". She hugs him tightly, sighing softly as she felt his arms around her waist.

"Why are you crying"? Y/n chuckled at Severus' question "these are happy tears my love. I can't wait to spend my life with you". A shiver ran down her spine when she felt his cold nose on her neck.

Their private moment was interrupted by someone clearing their throat. Severus grumbled as he pulls away from the hug looking at the source of the sound. Dumbledore stood there with his arms behind his back. "I believe congratulations are in order."

Severus sneered at the Headmaster "what are you doing here"? Dumbledore chuckles lightly "You know Severus, I am everywhere and I was walking around and spotted you two I couldn't help but overhear your conversation."

"Stop being everywhere" Snape grumbled as his arm tightened around Y/n's waist. She placed her palm on his chest and speaks sternly "Severus"

Dumbledore's smile widens "this is great news we need a party-"

Before Dumbledore could even finish his sentence Severus waved his wand and vanished along with Y/n into thin air. The headmaster couldn't help but laugh before walking away towards the Hogwarts castle.

A/N: Sorry for the delay I just finished my dissertation. If you like this shit REBLOG AND COMMENT

[incorrectquotesharrypotterv]

Pansy: Professor Snape won't trace this back to us, right?

Y/n: Are you kidding? He traces everything back to us. Professor Snape traces things we haven't even done yet back to us.

[sparrowseagles]

i NEED the marauders girlies to look at Dominic Sessa bc that's Remus Lupin right there im sorry but Andrew Garfield will never come close he's lacking the tall weirdo gene

[lilithofpenandbook]

Something about Dumbledore being so hard on Snape

Dumbledore being scornful of Snape even when Snape was on his knees

Dumbledore emphasising that Snape made a mistake and must pay for it

Dumbledore who kept reminding Snape of his mistake even when he was grieving Lily

Dumbledore who didn't just let Snape change sides, he needed Snape to change his heart

Dumbledore who made the same mistakes as Snape and has been living in guilt ever since

Dumbledore who realised Snape was following in his footsteps

Dumbledore who may have started out thinking of Snape as cowardly or selfish but soon grew to trust him

Dumbledore who gave Snape half truths because if worst came to worst then Voldemort would have all the information right on his arm

Dumbledore who trusted Snape enough to not lie to him about the fact that he wasn't telling him everything even though he knew Snape resented it

Dumbledore who trusted Snape so much he knew that even if Snape resented him he would not betray him

Dumbledore who left everything he worked for in Snape's hands knowing it would be safe

Dumbledore who asked Snape to be the one to kill him, not just to save Draco's soul but for his own sake

Dumbledore who chose to die but only at the hands of someone he had grown to love

Dumbledore who once saw Snape as a desperate selfish boy that disgusted him

Dumbledore who made Snape his heir

Dumbledore who made Snape his.

[beegomess]

L.B. || I can love you even in the dark

Summary: Lorenzo loved you, always. Even from a distance, even watching you happy with someone else. Warnings: a little sad, but very romantic.

Requests are open!

Lorenzo fell in love with you the first time his eyes crossed. The memory of that moment was as vivid in his mind as when he began to attend Malfoy Mansion at the age of six. He and his brother, laughing and running, disputed the attention of the adults, but Lorenzo always had a watchful eye on you. He and Draco competed not only for the future power they both knew they would have, but for the little antics of childhood - like stealing your toys and running away through the property, with you running after them, laughing and complaining at the same time.

There was something about you that Lorenzo couldn't explain at that time, a feeling that disturbed him and confused him. In childhood, the feelings seemed simple and fleeting, but what he felt for you was an exception. It was a love that was not easily extinguished, despite its youth and innocence. Even if he didn't admit it to anyone - maybe not even to himself - he knew that that feeling was deeper than anything else he had ever experienced.

Adolescence brought distance and insecurity. Lorenzo was selected for a school of magic different from his and Draco's, facing a new world alone. While you and your brother were surrounded by friends and adventures, he felt isolated, away from the comfort of established friendships. He felt a twinge of envy, not only for the company you had, but for the very feeling of being so far away from you.

For a while, Lorenzo tried to convince himself that his feelings were just childish nonsense. But this illusion didn't last long. Everything fell apart when he saw you again, next to Theodore Nott, at a formal dinner. The connection between you was impossible to ignore. Lorenzo noticed the silent understanding and affection that were reflected in every look exchanged between you. Theodore's reserved smile opened more easily in his presence, a reality that Lorenzo faced with a mixture of pain and resignation.

Lorenzo tried to resume childhood friendship, but something was always out of place. Despite the efforts, he felt that Theodore was always the only one you really had in mind. The confirmation that you were together was a devastating blow. Lorenzo tried to move on, starting a relationship with Amélie. She was kind and charming, but in many ways she reminded you in a disturbing way. The similarities were so many that he couldn't ignore, making him miss something he should never have lost.

That year's Christmas was especially painful. Lorenzo decided to take Amélie to dinner at Malfoy Mansion, trying to overcome what he felt for you. But seeing you and Theodore together, your determination faltered. The way his eyes shone next to Theodore made Lorenzo realize the truth he had avoided: he still loved you, and that would not change.

As you moved away for a breath of the brightness and bustle of the party, Lorenzo was leaning against a column of the pergola, contrasting with the grandeur of the illuminated garden. The discouragement in his posture was palpable.

- So, did you decide to take a break from the competition of those who have more confidence in the Dark Lord? - He raises his eyes, forcing a small and tired smile. His expression softens when he sees you, and he responds with a forced lightness.

- In fact, I needed a breath away from the bow ties and the conversations about the last carriage model. - You laugh, and Lorenzo watches your laughter with a nostalgic glow. - I've always liked the way you laugh. - he says, his voice softening.

- It's good to know that I can still bring a little light to such a boring party. - Lorenzo smiles back, but the lightness soon gives way to a shadow of concern when you ask.

- How are you? - You stare at him, and he responds with a forced smile.

- I've been better. - He confesses, and you, with an expression of surprise, ask:

- Amélie?

Lorenzo's expression changes instantly, and he lowers his gaze, loaded with sadness.

- Actually, we're done.

The concern becomes evident in his gaze, his cheeks blushing slightly in shame of being so intrusive.

- I'm sorry, Lorenzo. I had no idea, I didn't want to remind you of something bad. - He shakes his head, trying not to look more dejected than he already is.

- Don't apologize. I wasn't exactly the ideal boyfriend. - You stare at him, skeptical of his words.

- Don't be so hard on yourself. I really don't think that's true. - Lorenzo looks at the ground, his sadness reflected in the party in the background - the exuberant flowers and the stone paths now look cold and distant.

- It shouldn't be easy to have your boyfriend in love with someone else, should it? - The silence that follows is deep and painful. You feel the weight of the words, and Lorenzo finally breaks the silence, his voice almost a whisper.

- I tried to forget you, really. But somehow, you always reappeared in my mind. It was like I could never get rid of you, no matter how hard I tried.

Your heart squeezes with sincerity in your words. You respond with a soft tone, tears starting to form.

- Enzo, I... I don't know what to say. I'm sorry. - Tears start running down Lorenzo's face. He asks, with an almost imperceptible tremor:

- Do you really love Theodore?

You hesitate, the weight of truth pressing every word. Finally, answer sincerely.

- Yes... I love it. - Lorenzo closes his eyes for a moment, the visible pain on his face. He then asks, with palpable despair:

- How much do you love him?

You take a deep breath, the tears falling freely now, and respond with total sincerity.

- I love him with all my heart.

Lorenzo hears his words, the weight of acceptance mixed with a deep sadness. He closes his eyes, one last look at you full of pain and resignation. The sadness on his face is even more evident under the lights of the party, creating a cruel contrast with the visible pain.

- That's all I needed to know. - he murmurs, his voice almost inaudible.

He turns and begins to move away, his heavy and slow step, as if carrying an invisible burden. The last time you see him, he is moving away by the illuminated trail, his tears mixing with the humidity of the night. The silence of the garden becomes even deeper, wrapped in a palpable sadness, as you watch Lorenzo's departure. The moment marks the end of a painful chapter.

After that devastating night, Lorenzo's life plunged into a spiral of desolation. The colors that once gave liveliness to your world now seemed to fade. Each day seemed to drag on, and the feeling of loss became more intense with each step.

Voldemort's return brought a wave of terror that swept the magical world. The Berkshire family, traditionally aligned with the diners, had made a critical decision: they did not seek the Dark Lord after his fall and did not encourage Lorenzo to join him. When the news of the return came, the family immediately fled, fearing Voldemort's revenge, and handed over valuable information to the Order of the Phoenix, in an attempt to redeem themselves and protect what was left of their integrity.

During the hunt, Theodore Nott was assigned to find the Berkshires. Despite his mission, Nott demonstrated a remarkable behavior of humanity. On several occasions, Lorenzo crossed paths with him during the escape. Nott seemed to deliberately choose to ignore Lorenzo, offering him opportunities to escape, as if he wanted to spare the Berkshires because of the feeling of friendship that still remained between you.

With the end of the war, the magical world began to rebuild, but Lorenzo's life went on at a fast pace. The sporadic news about you and Theodore, who were on the run and missing, came to him as distant echoes. This news built an almost mythical scenario, where you became urban legends — often mentioned, but rarely seen.

As if fate wanted to play with cruel irony, Lorenzo was summoned to assume a position as a teacher at Hogwarts. The invitation seemed to fulfill a childhood dream, but instead of excitement, he found a feeling of disconnection and disconnection. Hogwarts, now marked by the scars of war, seemed like a distant and almost unrecognizable scenario.

Lorenzo had spent years refusing the invitations of Hogwarts. He always claimed a full schedule or lack of motivation, but the truth was that the wounds of war and the pain of unrequited love were still very fresh. The anguish of an unresolved past seemed impenetrable, and he hid behind excuses and reticence.

But something has changed. In a moment of hopelessness, he finally accepted the invitation. It was an opportunity to turn the page, to reinvent yourself. However, while crossing the magical portal to the 9 ¾ platform, Lorenzo found a vision that made his heart squeeze with unexpected pain. In the middle of the hustle and bustle of the station, he saw you and Theodore with an 11-year-old girl. Theodore was lowered at her height, with an expression of tenderness that Lorenzo would never forget. The girl had the delicate traits inherited from you, but with Theodore's slightly lighter and wavy hair. She walked away, smiling, and went to follow her cousin, Scorpius, to the entrance of the train.

Lorenzo's heart broke when he saw that scene. It was a cruel reminder of everything he had lost, of how life went on without him, while he remained trapped in the labyrinth of pain and loss. Theodore's genuine happiness with his daughter seemed a cruel reflection of his own sadness. He wanted to rejoice in his happiness, but the weight of his own pain was overwhelming.

With an almost superhuman effort, Lorenzo got on the train before you turned around. He forced himself to look away, his chest heavy with a mixture of pain and resignation. Every step towards Hogwarts seemed like an additional weight in the heart, and the castle, although familiar, now looked like a labyrinth of nostalgia and unresolved suffering.

As the days passed and Lorenzo began his classes, he dedicated himself to work with an almost obsessive intensity. Every moment away from contact with your pain seemed like a little relief. But, inevitably, he couldn't help it. He watched Isabella Nott through the corridors, a constant and painful presence that incessantly reminded him of you and Theodore. The resemblance to you was a cruel echo of the life he had lost.

Finally, the day came when Lorenzo had to face his pain in a more brutal way. When making the call for her first class, the name "Isabella Nott" appeared on the list. The pain was almost physical, as if his heart had been spiked by a sharp blade. Her name resonated with Theodore's inheritance and the memories of a love that never materialized. The sound of the name "Nott", her look, in the same color as her eyes, with Theodore's countenance, were a painful representation of what Lorenzo had tried to bury.

Just as Severus Snape carried a deep and unrequited love for Lily Evans, Lorenzo carried a love that seemed uncompromising and unattainable. Every step at Hogwarts, every moment watching the little girl, was a constant reminder of the pain he had carried for so long. His journey was marked by a constant internal battle, a persistent shadow that seemed to have no end.

With a deep sigh and a crushed heart, Lorenzo realized that, although he had received a new chance with the work at Hogwarts, the emotional scar he carried would not disappear so easily. Life was a cruel combination of redemption and torment, and he wondered if he could ever truly free himself from the emotional burden he carried.

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xoxo, bee🫶🏼✨

[potions-of-dark-devotion]

James Potter really just tried to pull the “it’s just a prank bro lol” and the pranks were like sexual assault and attempted murder. The marauders were wildin.