Dedicated to those who don't take these stories too damned seriously - SBB 😘

By: southernmuggle

POV: Olivia. (Explicit)

I tossed and turned all night thinking about Professor Snape, our conversation, and him kissing my forehead with his soft luscious lips. I soon fell into my dream world...

I walked through his chambers searching for him. I heard his delectable voice but I didn't see him.

"Miss. Rickman? Can I help you with something?" I heard his dark mystifying voice calling to help me.

"Yes." I seductively spoke finally seeing him sitting at his desk in his office.

I looked down at my body for a moment realizing I was completely naked. My dream self was much more brave than my reality self.

Professor Snape put his quill down leaning backwards in his chair. He began taking me in fixating on my bare physique. He licked his lips eyeing me from head to toe then stopped at my breasts. He held his head there for a moment then left it in the same position completely pausing. Suddenly looking up at my eyes with him raising his right eyebrow. And a dirty little smirk...

I walked behind his desk as he watched me intently. I brushed my legs against his and sat down with my legs straddling his lap sitting in his chair.

"I need help with my wanting desire to kiss you, to taste you, to have you..." I desperately lingered hearing my seductive dream voice.

"I think I can arrange to fulfill your desires." Professor Snape spoke to me with such a risqué and lurid tone I felt my entire body getting feverish traveling through to my feminine flare.

I pressed my hands on his chest moving them upward against his big and broad shoulders. I circled my arms around his neck and grabbed a handful of his sexy long black hair. I twisted it around my hand in a tight fist. I yanked his hair backwards hard causing his mouth to slightly open.

"That fucking hurt, Miss. Rickman. I'll have to punish you." Professor Snape darkly declared.

I didn't answer him. Instead, I traced his forbidden lips with the tip of my tongue. I finished gazing into his eyes and told him the rules, all the while still holding his hair.

"I'm the professor in our sexual escapades, Severus Snape. You're the student. You sit back and enjoy the ride.."

He looked at me like he was about to eat me alive.

He forcefully jerked my body forward pulling me towards his lips. Getting closer, and closer, and closer..."

BANG!

"Huh!" I woke up shaking. Dammit I woke up before...

"Sorry Liv! I dropped my book! I didn't mean to wake you!" Daphne apologized reading in bed right next to me. "Are you alright? You're sweating? And you were moaning in your sleep?" Daphne asked me with worry.

"I'm fine, I just was having an intense dream." I smiled at her laying back down wanting to get back to it.

"What was it about?" She questioned me with exciting wonder.

"Sex." I flatly admitted.

"Oh, Merlin! That's an intense dream alright!" Daphne barely got her sentence out without laughing. I joined her and we quickly said goodnight. I wanted so badly to dream about him again. But, sadly, he didn't come back.

In Potions the next day I couldn't concentrate. All I could think about was Professor Snape and my dream.

I was staring at him and he quickly met my gaze from his desk. I immediately looked back down at my brewing potion. "Pay attention Miss. Rickman. We don't want you blowing up the class like Mr. Finnegan does on a regular basis." He scolded me and Seamus as the class laughed at us.

Seamus scrunched his face looking around the classroom at his peers teasing him. He quietly mouthed "Hey!"

Class was finally over. I was gathering my belongings as Professor Snape called me over to his desk. Okay relax. Breathe.

"Yes, Professor Snape?" I felt my palms sweating trying not to think of my dream before he started trying to read my mind again.

"Would you care to join me in my private chambers tonight, to discuss my Advanced Potions notes further?" He questioned me as I was beginning to get lost in his hypnotizing black eyes.

I felt my voice go as it dropped to my stomach in shock. His private chambers???

"I..." I coughed and cleared my throat, pulling myself together as he stared at me looking like I was wasting his time.

"Yes. That would be great. Thank you. Yes. Yes." I repeated myself like a goddamn broken record feeling my cheeks turning red.

"After curfew? Around 9:00 O'clock? I'll leave my door unlocked to my office. Walk through and take the side door to the left. It leads to my chambers. And please do me the favor of not telling anyone. People might get the wrong impression." He finished looking at me like I needed to leave.

I nodded yes and smiled at him. Still standing there like an idiot.

"You can go now, Miss. Rickman." Professor Snape stated firmly in his deep aggravation tone.

"Thank you." I was still smiling. I wheeled myself around rolling my eyes with embarrassment all the way to my next class.

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I couldn't eat dinner I was beyond excited and nervous to be alone with Professor Snape again. My feelings for him were growing stronger by the minute.

I got ready for our private meeting for over two hours. I put on some more makeup and perfume on all the key points of my body.

I picked out a cute form fitting black long sleeved dress that came down to my shins. It was casual, but still showed that I cared what I looked like. I finished my look with a pair of my black and white pointed snake skin flats.

I looked at the clock in our bedroom. 8:55 pm. I need to hurry! I grabbed my Advanced Potions book and headed towards the Slytherin Common room to leave.

I was almost out the door when Pansy stopped me. Her name was so fucking fitting. "Where are you going?" Pansy asked me rudely, crossing her praying mantis length arms.

"None of your flop and buggies bitch!" I yelled at her as her face went blood red narrowing her eyes at me.

The entire room roared with laughter. Draco Malfoy was sitting in a lounge chair close by and heard our tiff. "Damn that was awesome." He embraced my insult with a dirty smirk. I turned around to leave as he cat called me in whistling "Wheeeet...whooo. Look at her arse!" I rolled my eyes ignoring him slamming the door behind me.

I finally made it to the outside of Professor Snape's office. I followed his instructions entering his chambers.

He was sitting on a big black leather sofa drinking a fire whiskey in front of his blazing fireplace.

"Come in Miss. Rickman." He welcomed me inside as his distinctive lustrous voice echoed off his stone walls like forbidden sexual dark magic.

He poured me a glass of fire whiskey and offered it to me as I sat down.

"Thank you Professor."

He nodded and began speaking. "So this book that once belonged to me was like my bible. I provide useful information." He paused taking a drink then set his glass down. "However, there are some examples of dark magic I wish to make you aware of and I absolutely FORBID you to use them. I was in a dark place when I wrote in that book, Miss. Rickman." He turned to look at me to hear my response.

"I understand, Professor Snape. I promise I won't use them." I always kept my word.

"I figured we could go over these notes once a week? If that doesn't interfere with your schedule?" He asked me and I felt my leg start to shake. I took another quick sip of my fire whiskey to calm me down.

"That's fine. Thank you again." I swear this is all I've been saying to him for the past eight hours. Yes and thank you.

He took his book from my hands as I felt his touch graze across my fingers. He made my insides feel like melted butter drizzling down warm pancakes.

He opened the book grinning somewhat then soon pointed out a specific potion. I had to scoot closer to him to see what he was reading.

"See, this is an elixir referred to as Pulchram. It is a potion to make you stay beautiful and young forever. With any age you liked from your past. But it is dark magic. To be used with serious caution. Because the more you take it... the more likely that vanity will consume your every waking thought."

"I'll stay away from it then." I laughed. And I couldn't believe I actually made him smile somewhat.

"You wouldn't need anything like this Olivia. You'll stay beautiful forever." Professor Snape told me looking deeply into my eyes making me stop breathing.

I sat my glass down next to his on the coffee table in front of us. Returning my gaze to his beautiful black eyes. He swallowed hard with contemplation consuming his thoughts looking at my lips and back to my eyes.

I leaned forward into him closer as he followed my motions feeling acceptance from me to proceed further.

He then turned his head away from me. He wasn't going to ruin this.

I placed both of my hands on his face turning him back to look at me. Slowly, I pushed my body forward to place a gentle kiss on his lips.

He finally let himself have this moment with me. Grabbing my wrists and circling them around his neck. His Potions book fell off his lap hitting the floor.

He opened his mouth while opening mine sensually revealing his sexual side I knew he had. He eased his wet tongue softly inside my mouth slowly fondling each other's saturated indulgences.

He pulled me closer to him forcing me to lay down on my back underneath him, while he hovered above my body never releasing from our fervent kisses.

His body rested on mine as he brought his left hand down caressing my outer thigh. He raised his hand up slowly daring to place it on my right breast. I let him of course and he dove into his successions squeezing my full essence letting out a wanting moan that drove me wild. Our lusts to move further were uncontrollable. I wanted to go further. This was not the first time I had had sex. I lost my innocence a long time ago to my ex boyfriend.

I wanted Professor Snape. He wanted me. I knew it... I could feel his virile brute hardening in pulsation on my inner thigh.

He suddenly stopped and quickly sat up wiping his mouth. He lowered his face into his hands speaking into them.

"I'm sorry Olivia. My passions for you got away from me. We can not continue on any further." He sat up and turned to look at me.

I was devastated and embarrassed. "What did I do? Did I do something wrong?" I began to cry.

"Of course not, Olivia. We just can not have a physical relationship. It is not appropriate. I am your teacher. Plus, You deserve so much more than a man like me." The sadness overtook his body becoming darker by the second.

I stood up to defend our relationship. "You're just scared. I know you want me. I want you..." He placed his fingers on my lips to keep me from saying another word. My tears ran down my face. I backed away.

"Okay. I get it. If you don't want me... I don't want you. I'm not going to make a fool of myself anymore than I already have." I paused hoping he would stop me. He just stood there staring at me with utter pain struck across his face.

I walked to the door to leave. I opened it looking back at him for maybe one more hopeful chance of destiny. He turned away from me walking towards his bedroom. I slammed the door crying all the way to my dormitory.