The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)
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				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 12:44:30</strong>
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				The giggling drifted through even the thick door of the bathroom, breaking through Nirvana's pleasure in the long soak in the bath and creasing her brow with irritation. She shifted in the tub, changing her positions so she could lie on her stomach with the waterline almost right under her nose. Her eyes were half closed, sleepy as she felt nearly weightless in the large bath and breathing out, she dipped her head fully under. <br><br>It was worse underwater, the sounds clearer although she couldn't hear any details of the conversation in the room she shared with three other girls. She didn't get on with them, their endless chatter was distracting and they whispered when the lights were turned out at night. It sounded as if something had got them pretty excited, probably fawning over some boy, and Nirvana surfaced with a huff, droplets spraying over the floor as she pulled herself out of the bath and stood dripping on the soft towelling mat. <br><br>She squeezed the excess of water out of her hair and pulled the plug, grabbing a towel and briskly drying her skin and running it over her head. Padding over to the mirror, she wiped a hair across the glass and had a good look at herself. <br><br>Her white hair stood in a dozen different angles and she smoothed is down as best she could. The cut was considered somewhat fashionable in Muggle circles and many Muggles thought the colour was something out of a bleach bottle but it was all her own. She'd even been called an albino but her skin wasn't lacking in pigmentation and her eyes weren't pink but a rather dark grey shade. She was&nbsp; of average build, her childish plumpness giving way to a slightly larger bust and hips than most of her classmates, even though many of the seventeen year old girls stuffed their bras. <br><br>A loud squeal broke through the contemplation of her reflection and she pulled the fluffy robe from&nbsp; where it hung on the door and shrugged it on, a look of weary resignation on her features. The sixth year girls she shared with spent much of their time cooing over boys, with many of the Muggle-born or half-blood girls going nuts over Robert Pattinson at the moment. His stubbled features were plastered all over the dorm walls and Nirvana endured endless speculation about what he'd be like to kiss. Nirvana wrinkled her nose. She was half-blooded herself but didn't find any of the Muggle movie stars, foortballers or musicians attractive, although she was named for her mother's favourite band. She guessed if she'd been a boy she would have been named “Kurt”.<br><br>With her lip curling at the thought, she opened the door from the bathroom to the dorm and entered. The room was a moderate size and like the Ravenclaw common room had a dark blue carpet and a high ceiling painted with silver stars. Four large four-poster beds with thick velvet curtains lay against the east and west walls, deep and inviting, and Nirvana yawned sleepily a she headed for hers. <br><br>'Oh my god!' came a shrill voice, 'Listen to this! <em>“His eyes are so black, I feel like I could drown in them and when he looks at me my heart leaps. Even though I've been at Hogwarts for over five years, he makes me nervous just being near him!”</em>' The voice broke into peals of laughter, joined by the mirth of two other girls as a shard of ice entered Nirvana's stomach, waking her as effectively as cold water dashed into her face. <br><br>'Crayne drew a picture! With little hearts!' crowed another girl before her glee dissolved her words into snorting laughter. <br><br><em>They're talking about me. </em><br><br>Her lips parted, eyes wide with sudden fear and embarrassment, Nirvana approached the bed where Celeste O'Toole , Natalie Kingston and Verity Green all sat, cross-legged and rocking with malicious glee. On the night blue coverlet was a thick black book, open at a rather good ink sketch of the potions master she had drawn last year. In a girlish way, she had traced little hearts and stars around the image.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>'Give that back!' Nirvana said with a commanding tone that she didn't quite feel. <br><br>Celeste looked up and shrieked again, snatching the diary and bouncing up to stand on the bed, holding the book up high above her head.<br><br>'I love you, Severus. Kiss me Severus. Marry me Severus' Celeste teased, waving the book. The other two girls slid off the bed and hurried their own. Nirvana could hear them still giggling although they drew the curtains.<br><br>'Celeste, please!' urged Nirvana, reaching out for the journal.<br><br>'Why Crayne, you should have told us how you felt, you could have put a picture of Snape up on the wall' Celeste said, her pretty face alight with cruel humour as she opened to the page with the drawing and held it over one of her own posters of a Muggle footballer. <br><br>Nirvana made a move to grab for the book but Celeste snatched it out of the way and threw it onto Nirvana's bed. 'Oh take it back' she said. 'I don't really want it'.<br><br>Nirvana picked up the book and flicked through it quickly before hugging it to her chest. She shot Celeste a look of pure disdain and dislike before climbing into bed and drawing the curtains. She'd have to get rid of the book now, maybe burn it or magically remove the text somehow. Perhaps there was a way to make it invisible. She'd look in the library tomorrow. Her face burning with embarrassment, Nirvana lay her head on her pillow and tried to calm the racing of her heart.<br><br>Unseen, Celeste smirked and reached under her pillow for the half a dozen pages carefully torn from Nirvana's journal.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 15:22:34</strong>
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				Severus Snape slept very lightly. Sometimes he moved through the corridors of Hogwarts in the night to make sure none of the pupils weren't up to no good. Other times he had <em>other </em> businesses to take care of. This night, however, had been quiet. He was up early and had tea in his room while going through his order of the day. A buttered scone remained half-eaten.<br><br>He looked at himself in the mirror after he had shaved with an old-fashioned razor knife, giving himself one of his overbearing, irritated, impatient looks, that showed through just a subtle movement of his eyebrows.<br><br>Snape finished dressing and headed through the corridors, striding really. As he approached the potions rooms, he passed a few youngsters who hardly dared glance at him; but even more so than usual. Something was up. Propbably that <em>Harry Potter </em> again. He unlocked the classroom and left the door ajar, so that his first class could enter when they came down from breakfast.<br><br>The subject of the class was simple. He could do this in his sleep. Nonetheless, he was always perfectly prepared. The downside of being brilliant and hard-working, was that he could never let his guard down to let those mediocre, lazy youths take him by surprise. That would undermine his authority completely.
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				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 11:05:29</strong>
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				Breakfast was awkward. <br><br>Nirvana made certain she arrived early to avoid the ridicule she felt certain would come from the other end of the Ravenclaw table, and so she wouldn’t have to look at Snape. It was unusual for her, as she revelled in any chance to watch the Potions master furtively and double potions was her favourite lesson. Not that she was a brilliant student, but she was in Ravenclaw for her intellect and had a good grasp on the art of potion making which caused Snape to rarely look at her work with disdain. <br><br>She sat at the near empty table and glanced at the other students who were either in conversation with each other or yawning and pouring milk on their cereal. She assumed they didn’t know about the diary and helped herself to toast. The journal had been locked away in a chest, secured with both a Muggle padlock and spells to keep prying eyes and fingers away. <br><br>‘Mmmm kissy kissy me Severus’ came a voice from behind Nirvana causing her to start and a large blob of marmalade to fall off her knife and into her lap. She looked up to see Celeste and Verity making pouting faces at her before laughing and sitting at the other end of the table. Her stomach did a slow flip as the two began a low conversation with another girl and a pair of boys, and she scraped the marmalade off her skirt, glancing up at the staff table to avoid catching Celeste’s eye.<br><br>Instead she looked up at the empty chair where Snape usually sat, her stomach still knotting with mixed emotions. Disappointment, fear, desire and relief which won and remained with her. <br><br>'Pining are you Crayne?' asked Verity, and Nirvana pushed back from the table, her chair scraping noisily on the stone floor, passing the group of smug taunters. Celeste blew her a kiss and her friends laughed as Nirvana hurried out of the hall, heading for the potions classroom.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><em>Please let it go quickly</em>, she prayed.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 11:39:46</strong>
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				Snape busied himself with some of his old notes while waiting for the class to settle, glancing up to throw them some impatient looks once in a while. <em>Yes</em>, he remembered. <em>This potion is much more efficient with double the amount of Effloridum. I doubt any of these slackers will come to that conclusion</em>.<br><br>He noted more of the looks and giggles among some of the girls. A few of them were looking at Nirvana Crayne with some amusement in their eyes. She was one of his better students, at least she often seemed to be paying attention. Mature, was a word he might use to describe her. For her age.<br><br>"Settle down now." He said aloud. "The Myrmidon potion is an <em>advanced</em> potion. It takes at least 120 minutes to make and we have just a few minutes to spare. Open your book to page one hundred and twenty five, where you will find a list of ingredients and detailed descriptions. Chop-chop."
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				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 13:39:20</strong>
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				At least Celeste wasn’t in the Advanced Potions class, and Nirvana thanked Merlin for that as she entered the room and put her books on the desk where she usually sat. Not too close to the front, but not right at the back either. She wanted to be where she could see what was being written on the board and more frequently just to look at Snape from under her lashes. She had managed to achieve the ‘Outstanding’ grade in her OWLs required by the professor to continue his classes past the fifth year and although Celeste hadn’t, Natalie and Verity had, and now sat two benches behind her, whispering together when they thought Snape wasn’t looking.<br><br>She usually dressed well for the Potions class. Not made up like some if the female students, for she had a sense that Snape would not approve of any student in his class looking like a tart, but she attempted to look as modestly alluring as possible. Today however, she did her best to remain unseen.<br><br>Her heart leap into her throat when Snape spoke and she carefully avoided looking at him, keeping her head bent over her book as much as she could, seemingly studying the details of the complicated potion closely. The words swam under her gaze however and she blinked several times before leaving her bench and going to retrieve the correct ingredients for the brew. <br><br>She was surprised to see Verity jump up as soon as Snape had told them to get on with the work, but paid little attention to the girl as Verity passed by Snape’s desk on her way to get some gnarlybark shavings. Nirvana was busy with her own concoction and didn’t see the girl lay a few pieces of paper on the professor’s desk. <br><br>‘Enjoy the lesson, Crayne’ Natalie whispered at her as Nirvana made her way to the Effloridum, causing Nirvana to mouth ‘Piss off’ at the redhead as she picked up a few springs of the herb and wandered past Snape’s desk heading back to her workplace. As always, she looked over the smooth dark wood, interested to see what the professor kept or was interested in, but this time she gasped when her eyes caught the few pages of her journal lying there!<br><br>The classroom was busy, although as always near silent, and she looked up at Verity and Natalie who has their hands over their mouths and their eyes crinkled with humour. <br><br><em>You bitches! I’ll murder the pair of you! No. No! Don’t think that now. Just get the frigging papers back before anyone sees!</em><br><br>Almost crushing the delicate herb in her hand, she moved towards the desk and reached out for the pages.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 15:08:50</strong>
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				As he often did, Severus Snape often seemed to appear suddenly behind a student's back. They'd realize without seeing or hearing him that he was there; the dread growing in their hearts the short seconds before he spoke. Especially if they had been up to something bad.<br><br>"What's this?" Snape said. His voice was almost lazy as he grabbed the papers at the same time as Nirvana Crayne. He had had cheaters before, but wouldn't think of Miss Crayne as one of them. Some students had even found his own old notes to produce especially powerful concoctions and spells. "Let them go." He said coldly. Somewhere at the back of his mind, the fact registered that she was an attractive young woman. More shapely than a lot of the girls her age. His type, so to speak.<br><br>When he raised that eyebrow, he knew she would let go. "Be seated." He said, quietly while he sat down to study the little collection of scribbled sheets.
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				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 15:55:57</strong>
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				Her cry of ‘Sir Please!’ was cut off as Snape arched his brow at her, silencing her with a single look. She stood dumbly for a moment, even half considered just snatching the pages back and tearing them up, but they could be repaired with magic and now she was certain Snape would want to know exactly what Nirvana was trying to hide.<br><br>She swallowed, her throat making a dry clicking sound before turning and walking to her place. Verity actually snorted, turning the laughter into a moderately convincing cough and Nirvana slid onto the stool, nearly missing it as she was trembling so much. She would be utterly humiliated, even if Snape didn’t say anything to her directly, he’d know and as his dark eyes scanned her personal confessions, she tossed the crushed herbs into her cauldron, added too much storax and kept her gaze on the simmering pot while her face turned the shade of Gryffindor’s common room. <br><br><em>Oh shit. I’m completely screwed.</em> <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 10:41:07</strong>
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				Snape glanced at the papers, then slowly sat down as he skimmed through the others. He glanced up, first at Nirvana, then the other girls who had obviously aquired the sheets from Nirvana's personal journal. His sight did not remained fix on them for long, as he quickly looked down at the papers again.<br><br>His pale complexion remained the same. Maybe he was incapable of blushing. Nonetheless there were twitches on his lips and eyes as he read.<br><br>That a student could be in love with a teacher was nothing new. He had heard about it before. In fact it was something of a clichè in litterature and media, wasn't it? Thankfully he had been exempt of that honor so far. There had been a young second-year student once, who had followed him around wherever he went, until he had scared her away. But this was the first time he had been the target of affection of someone who, in theory at least, could be considered a possible...<br><br>His thoughts trailed off and he put them back on track, donning his usual businesslike, sour demeanor. The potions master mumbled an incantation, then strode towards Nirvana's desk. "Miss Crayne. I can't fathom why you would possible leave these formulas on my desk. Cat's Jump? Toad's Breath? Squirrel Feet?! These are all first-year recipes."<br><br>Severus Snape held the altered sheets of paper up so that everyone could see how harmless they were. "I recommend you keep the clutter to your own desk." He casually left her with the pile of potion recipes.
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				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 12:11:01</strong>
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				Nirvana risked a quick look at Snape through the steam rising from her cauldron while he was glancing at the pages. Her eyes locked with his for a moment and her lower lip trembled before she turned away, clearly mortified, pulling long strands of her hair over her face.<br><br><em>What if I’m expelled? By Merlin what if he reads some out!?</em><br><br>She visibly jumped when Snape spoke her name, looking up at him as he loomed over her with the pieces of paper in his hand. Her eyes shifted from his face to the pages, and narrowed in disbelief when she saw something else entirely written across the surface. How could that be? She could have sworn they were her journal but as he spoke and tossed the pages onto her desk and gathered them up, her face defining the phrase “What the hell?”.<br><br>‘S...sorry Sir. Won’t happen again Sir’, she managed to mumble before stuffing the paper into her pockets and drawing off a vial of the potion for sampling. It was rather too green, her earlier nerves causing her to be heavy handed with some of the ingredients but she felt a curious sense of elation and a rush of gratitude towards the Potions master that he had chosen not to humiliate her in front of the class. <br><br>Stealing a glance at Verity and Natalie, she saw their faces twisted with a sour expression, their exploits not having gone quite according to plan, and Nirvana risked a rude hand gesture at them before scribbling down her notes about the potion, now trying to catch up. When the class ended and the students brought their vials to Snape’s desk so he could examine the quality of the potion and grade them, she made sure she was last.<br><br>‘Thank you Sir’ she said earnestly as she looked into the eyes she found so fascinating before scurrying out of the room and onto her next lesson. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 12:25:06</strong>
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				Severus Snape sat behind his desk for most of the remaining class. His eyes moved to Nirvana a few times, against his will. She really was a pretty girl, with kind eyes and feminine lips. Her hair was nice too. The school-uniforms, with their capes and all, didn't show much of the back, but it was obvious from the front that she was shapely. The outline of her breasts could be made out on the white shirt.<br><br>When he realized what he was doing, he quickly looked away, before Miss Crayne or anyone else caught him staring. He made several mental notes, in large captial letters to forget everything. To pretend it never happened. It would be for the best for all parties. If need be, he'd magically erase all their memories...going back to the 17th century if that was what it took!<br><br>A collection of vials were gathering on his desk, with Nirvana completing it with the last one. He looked up at her, with one of his forced half-smiles. "Thank <em>you</em>, Miss Creyne."
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				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 12:57:38</strong>
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				The rest of the morning seemed like a blur to the young woman, Sibyl Trelawney intoning death and doom in the crowded smoky little room gave Nirvana time to dream and she scribbled down some nonsense about foretelling the disappearance of Dumbledore’s favourite hat which seemed to vaguely satisfy the seer, although Nirvana suspected that Trelawney wished she’d seen something more gruesome. The only thing Nirvana saw when she closed her eyes was Snape’s face, the half sardonic smile and depth of his obsidian gaze. <br><br>She sighed over lunch, sitting alone as was becoming usual. She’d been lonely in the first year and made a few friends in the second, but they drifted away and she spent a lot of the time by herself. Not that she minded, for she had plenty of Muggle friends and that had been the cause of some problems at Hogwarts, for couldn’t mock Muggles for their lack of magical skill. Even some of the half-bloods and Muggle born students occasionally poked fun, but Nirvana refused to and earned the distrust of her fellows which then turned into a constant underline of torment.<br><br>Picking at food she was only half interested in, she kept her gaze partly on the book she was reading, and partly on the staff table for any appearance of the Potion master. The escapade this morning hadn’t quelled her interest, only succeeded to fan it, and a thing thread of hope entered her stomach and twisted around like a serpent. <br><br><em>He didn’t say anything, he covered up for me. Maybe he likes me.</em><br><br>A childish notion, even for a seventeen year old, but she was ready to believe the palatable lie she was spinning for herself rather than the truth that her rational Ravenclaw mind told her coldly, that Snape was embarrassed and didn’t want to encourage such feelings in a schoolgirl, for that was undoubtedly how he saw her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Nirvana still dreamed, fantasised about what he would be like to kiss. His mouth was thin but well-shaped and she thought his lips might be soft yet somehow firm at the same time. His skin would be scented with herbs, resins and that sweet spicy smell of potion ingredients, and pale as moonlight. His hands were long-fingered and sensual, and she thought of how it would feel if he ran them through her longish white hair. She thought his body was compact and firm, the robes he wore were of a scratchy material and if he were to lie on her, she would feel them buff her skin.&nbsp; <br><br>Huffing slightly in annoyance at allowing herself to think about such things while in the Great Hall, she squeezed her thighs together to stop the slow, steady throbbing she felt between them and snapped her book shut. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 13:26:28</strong>
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				Having graded all the potions, Severus drew a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Some had flunked with flying colors. Others had barely passed. A few were quite decent. None were outstanding. He thought about how it would be like to be humiliated in public and figured he would have a lack of concentration as well. Flashes of some adolescence memores passed before his mind's eye. Those were best forgotten as well.<br><br>He made his way to lunch, permitting a few minor greetings and politenesses to grace his lips, to the other staff members. Perhaps even more than usual. Was he too overt in displaying that nothing unusual was affecting him?<br><br>Snape ate while listening in on some conversation about academic regulations in the ministry of magic, adding his input once in a while. He glanced out at the mass of students, searching for that white hair. <em>Why on Earth am I doing this. The girl doesn't interest me the slightest.</em><br><br>Nonetheless, when he noticed her, Severus Snape smiled. There was some light flush to her face that intrigued him.<br><br>He was shocked out of his reverie when an explosion occured at one of the side tables. Although it was really more of a <em>splat</em>. A boy screamed when he was covered in a green magical ooze that resembled slime. Two other boys guffawed and the rest of the students giggled.<br><br>Snape rose abruptly and covered the distance in spectular few strides. The boys sank in their chairs when they saw him coming, trying to act as small and insignificant and invisible as possible. It didn't help.<br><br>"Percivald Barley. Reginald Smythe. Griffindor will have minus points for this. You will have detention. And young Mr. Hewe...please go clean yourself up. Now." James Hewe was the son of a high-ranking ministry member, and often bullied.<br><br>Snape watched the three boys skulk off and realized he had the attention of everyone else on himself. He glanced at Nirvana again, and strode out too.
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				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 14:00:54</strong>
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				A loud bang and cry of ‘Ewww’ stopped Nirvana as she was beginning to rise from her seat and take her place in the library for a study session right after lunch. The sound of laughter followed, mostly by boys while the girls wrinkled their noses and one unlucky Hufflepuff wiped a light splattering of slime from her robes while her friends tried to look concerned rather than amused. <br><br>Nirvana arched a brow, perhaps an unconscious imitation of Snape’s disdainful expression that she had picked up by studying him, and gathered her books to her chest as the Potions master gave the two boys responsible a verbal dressing down and sent the other off to clean himself up. She took the opportunity to drink in Snape’s form while he stood in the centre of the room and that’s when he looked directly at her. She was innocent of body language, how men and women revealed their interest in each other without saying a word but her face spoke for her. Pouty lips slightly parted and with a blush of pink spreading up her throat, her eyes already a slate grey shade darkened even more.<br><br><em>You’re a fool, Vana. He must be twice your age, and a professor. He’s not even a very nice person.</em> <br><br>She mused on this as he exited the hall, and she made her way to the library where and sat heavily to study. Or at least she fully intended to, until she reached into her pockets and pulled out the pages of her journal, now reverted back to the original text. <br><br><em>Merlin, I want him. I don’t care about how old he is or cruel he can sometimes be. I want him to want me. </em><br><br>She crumbled the pages back into a ball and resolved to burn them later as she looked across the library towards the forbidden section. Powerful spells lingered in those tomes, spells that could bewitch mind and ensnare the senses. <br><br>A sound like a cracking glass went off somewhere inside her head and she looked away from the ancient books as an idea formed in her mind. It has been his words, the ones he must use with every new Potions class he taught. ‘Bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses’. There were potions that would do that, philtres to be exact. <br><br><em>Dare I?</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 15:14:27</strong>
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				The schoolyear was still young. The massive forests around Hogwarts were on fire with red orange and yellow. A few of the students were already wearing scarfs and gloves when venturing outdoors. Snow was still more than a month away, if it followed any sort of regular pattern.<br><br>Snape was only wearing his indoor clothes when he stood on one of the upper tower balconies. The wind was pulling at his dark hair. He was warm, but not on account of having worked up anger towards those boys. They were just children. It took more to really get his blood boiling. Different things.<br><br>He looked at the distant horizon, beyond it even. Dumbledore had been the only one he could really confide in, these years. The others had never trusted him. Maybe they were wise. But he couldn't go to Dumbledore now. Not with this. Entertaining thoughts about a student was like...selling a soul to <em>him</em>.<br><br>He remained standing there until he had to run to get downstairs in time for his next class. He paused momentarily outside the classroom door before he entered. These were first-year students. Hatchlings, barely.<br><br>"There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion making. However, for those select few who possess the pre-disposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses..."
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				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 20:36:13</strong>
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				It had been one of those rare weekends in October, one that made you think of the long days of August when the sun, perhaps in a last defiant gesture before giving way to the onslaught of the dark grey November days, had shone with warm golden light, and turned Hogwarts to bronze.<br><br>The female students, perhaps also in unconscious defiance of being forced into thick robes all winter, wore short skirts, sleeveless&nbsp; tops and enjoyed sitting in the warmth, watching the Ravenclaw vs Slytherin Quidditch match, the second of the season. <br><br>Currently, Slytherin were ahead in the league, and even though Nirvana wore a blue and bronze scarf, she inwardly rooted for the green and silver clad players, as their victory would please the man she wanted as a lover. That was how she thought of it now, crush seemed so childish, she was over the age of consent, and didn’t feel like a child. In her Muggle clothing of a pair of jeans and a close fitting black t-shirt with the name of a Muggle progressive rock band emblazoned across the chest, she looked like a young woman rather than a schoolgirl.<br><br>She enjoyed the feeling of the sun, having spent much of her time in the darkness of the library, looking through books to find the best recipe for her philtre. Nirvana had even braved the forbidden section, nearly getting caught, but managing to discover which ingredients would suit her needs best. As she relaxed on the grass, not sitting in the stands with the other students, she cast her gaze about in the Slytherin side, looking for the figure in black, and smiled secretly when she saw him.<br><br><em>Soon. I’ll be ready soon.</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 13:16:55</strong>
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				He would have preferred not to have thought about it these last few days, but the truth was quite the opposite. For some reason the things he had read on those small pieces of paper continued to ring with clarity in his mind. He could remember every word and every silly little scribbled heart.<br><br>Snape wondered if Nirvana's infatuation, now that her secret was exposed to some of her classmates and himself, was quenched. But each time he looked at her, he thought there was some connection. Something in her eyes that spoke otherwise. He wondered if he was going to have to have a talk with her, to explain how impossible and terrible and totally out-of-the-question it would be that there could every be anything between them. It would be brutal and terrible, but maybe necessary. Or maybe...if he did nothing, it would all just fade away.<br><br>He sat watching the Quidditch match, paying little attention to it. Instead he located the white-haired girl and spent as many moments as he dared looking at her. At one point, their eyes met. Severus thought he saw some secret in them; some other secret than the one he already knew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 14:45:23</strong>
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				Nirvana looked back at the Potions master and at least had the good grace to feel a quick stab of guilt in her solar plexus before flushing up a dusky rose shade and looking away, back at the pitch. The correct formula had been tricky to discern, for she didn’t want a drooling love slave, hanging on her every word, at the same time she couldn’t calculate how such a philtre would affect the fully grown man, for personal constitution must be taken into account and he may just shrug off the effects. Reaching into the back pocket of her jeans, she withdrew a sheet of lined paper with the elements of her formula written in clear bold text.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Perhaps I should just forget it.</em> <br><br>The thought had occurred to her more than once, and she nearly screwed the formula into a ball to toss into one of the rubbish bins. Then the whistle for full time blew and she glanced up at the black robed figure. Her stomach did a slow flip, and then knotted with anxiety. She folded the paper and pushed it back into her pocket and lay on the grass, her hands behind her head, imagining what it would feel like to have Snape’s weight on top of her as other students made their way off the stands. <br><br>‘Oi, Crayne!’ <br><br>Nirvava’s eyes snapped open at the sound and looked up to see, Celeste, Natalie and Verity, the “Gorgons” as she inwardly called them, standing over her. <br><br>‘Pleasant dreams, Crayne?’ asked Celeste, clearly interested in picking a fight for the pleasure of it. <br><br>‘Get lost, O Toole,’ replied Nirvana, rising to her feet.<br><br>‘That’s original, Crayne’ said Verity, earning a giggle and smirk from Natalie. <br><br>‘So’s three-on-one’ said Nirvana. ‘Bullies have always traditionally been too cowardly to work alone, haven’t they Celeste?’<br><br>Celeste’s smile was wiped off her face and she went for her wand. Nirvana saw the movement and inwardly cursed herself for leaving her wand in the dorm. Instead she threw herself at the taller girl, attempting to knock the wand out of her hand or at least give her something else to think about. <br><br>‘Fight!’ <br><br>The cry went up and a small crowd began to together as the two girls brawled on the grass.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 15:08:32</strong>
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				Often one of the first at the scene when anything happened, Snape now appeared almost immediately. As a teacher, he obviously disliked the kids fighting. This time he had glanced at Nirvana from afar and saw things developing. He strode through the crows of cheering boys and girls and used his wand to produce a flash and a bang that caught everyone's attention.<br><br>Physically intervening as well, Snape pulled Nirvana and Celeste apart. At the back of his mind he noted how Nirvana's face looked a little flushed and how her hair was in disarray...<br><br>"What are you girls doing?!" He spoke through his teeth, holding them hard, but not hurting them in any way. In spite of how old fashioned a lot of things were, they had evolved along the rest of society to the point where they didn't use corporal punishment. Not in public anyway. Now, turning them to wart frogs on the other hand...<br><br>"Which of you would like to explain this? And I would weigh my words carefully, if I were you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 15:24:42</strong>
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				‘She attacked me for no reason, Professor Snape!’ claimed Celeste, throwing a look at her two cronies that suggested they’d better back her up or else.<br><br>‘You went for your wand, you lying b...’ Nirvana broke off, deciding that swearing in front of a teacher while she was already in trouble wouldn’t be the best idea as angry as she was. Her favourite t-shirt was torn and she had a split lip which she absently licked at and winced. <br><br>‘I wasn’t!’ said Celeste. ‘Don’t lie Crayne, Nat and Ver saw you, didn’t you?’ The gruesome twosome nodded obediently but didn’t say anything, Snape’s presence had that effect on most of the students.&nbsp; <br><br>‘Oh yeah, like they’re reliable witnesses’ said Nirvana, only just realising in her anger that Snape’s fingers were digging into her arm and she could feel the strength in his grasp. She stilled then. It was sort of, nice, and the first time he had ever touched her, albeit not in the way she had fantasised about.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 18:36:46</strong>
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				Snape listened to their explanations with little patience. "We have ways to find the truth, you know. I know magic." With those dry words he turned to Celeste and gave her a look that could shatter icicles.<br><br>Celeste seemed a little more unsure, but instead of continuing with her highly subjective version of the story, she kept her mouth shut.<br><br>Severus Snape let go of the girls, now that he was confident that they wouldn't go at each other throats again. He wanted to shake Nirvana Crayne again though. Harder. He couldn't care less about the other girl.<br><br>"There will be consquences, rest assured of that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 19:08:35</strong>
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				‘Sorry Professor, it won’t happen again’, said Nirvana, looking suitably crestfallen at the scolding but was more disappointed that Snape had taken his hand off her. She was aware of the cool breeze on her shoulder where her shirt had ripped along the neck to the arm and pulled the fabric up from where it was flapping against her collarbone. If it weren’t for her curves she would have looked like a scrappy boy.<br><br>‘I’m awfully sorry too, Professor’, said Celeste who also looked contrite but Nirvana suspected it was a moderately good act on the part of the girl to appear subdued and possibly get off lightly. The white-haired girl looked up at Snape as if to read his features but he was a closed book in a foreign language as ever. His face as severe as his first name suggested, his gaze was as dissecting as a scalpel.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Punish me, I want you to.</em><br><br>The thought came out of nowhere and Nirvana visibly reddened as it crossed her mind. She certainly hadn’t been thinking about anything like that, all her fantasies about the professor held been far more gentle. She suddenly couldn’t look at Snape anymore and stared at her feet instead. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 11:25:12</strong>
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				"Spare me the performance." Snape barked and rolled his eyes. "You've earned yourselves house point deductions as well as suspension. Furthermore, you will not be allowed to go to Hogsmeade for a month. That goes for the both of you."<br><br>He paused, then looked at them both in turn, lingering on Nirvana. "I'm disappointed in you. Now, if there is any more nonsense from any of you, there will be further...displinary actions. Believe me, you would not want to be in that position."<br><br>On that note, he turned on his heel and strode away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 12:13:23</strong>
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				<em>Wanna bet?</em><br><br>Like its brother, that thought too came from the dark recesses of the girl’s mind and she watched him walk away before stalking off herself and ignoring the dismayed cries of Celeste and her groupies as Snape’s punishment sunk in. <br><br>Nirvana could survive the loss of house points, it wasn’t as if she had a huge number of friends who’d be disappointed in her for that. She could also put up with not being allowed into Hogsmeade, again having no company made it a dull venture, especially with Christmas coming up and the inevitable enforced merriment as students ran from shop to shop looking for things to buy.<br><br>She licked her lower lip, causing the blood which had started to go sticky to begin oozing again and spat a gobbet of pinkish spit onto the grass before running lightly up the steps into Hogwarts and heading for the Ravenclaw Tower. Once inside, she made her way to the dorm and found her wand. Stripping off her t-shirt, she laid it on the bed.<br><br>‘Reparo!’<br><br>Light shot from the tip of the wand and engulfed the shirt, pulling the loose threads back together and fixing the garment, almost as good as new. Pity she could do the same for herself, though she ran a bath while the sunlight turned from gold to copper and bronze and the sky deepened through shades of blue to indigo. <br><br>The other girls hadn’t come back, and Nirvana assumed that they were comforting each other with bitchy talk and bottles of butterbeer in the common room. She stripped off entirely and sunk into the tub, sighing as the warm water eased her muscles yet set a previously unnoticed graze stinging. <br><br>Lolling back in the scented water, Nirvana closed her eyes and thought about Snape again. His eyes, his mouth, his voice, even when she was being bollocked by him earlier she still found him arousing.<br><br><em>No, not even. Especially.</em><br><br>Well alright then, especially. The words ‘punish’ and ‘discipline’ sprung to mind and Nirvana slipped a hand down her soap-slick body to between her thighs, stroking herself while she thought about the pressure of Snape’s fingers on her arm. She was experienced in pleasuring herself and came quickly, her breath shallow and rapid, face flushed from the heat of the water and her own efforts. <br><br>She washed her skin and hair then, her thoughts on everything she needed for the philtre, going over the plan she had written several ago and seeing it through in her mind’s eye. She had all the ingredients, all the equipment and had stashed it all in the empty classroom on the second floor. The only thing had lacked was the courage to get on with it. However, emboldened by her experience today and still glowing with pleasure she made her decision.<br><br><em>Tonight. I’ll do it tonight when everyone’s asleep. </em>&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 12:44:56</strong>
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				Severus walked alone from the Quidditch arena, ignoring the ants that scurried about, talking loudly about this or that detail of the match. His mind was elsewhere. Again.<br><br>A couple up times he almost crashed into some of the youngsters, but they wisely and luckily managed to duck away from the dark shadowy figure that strode through Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.<br><br>He wondered if the fight between Nirvana Crayne and Celeste O'Toole had been on account of him. Had they picked on her for having a thing for that gnarly old curmudgeon? Or had they found other ways to bully her? There was no doubt in his mind that they had provoked her with something.<br><br>His mind's eye and other senses drifted to the memory of her face; with that flustered look and wild hair. He thought about her torn shirt and burst lip. He remembered holding her hard, with his hand on her soft arm.<br><br><em>God, why can't I stop thinking about her?! It's driving me insane!</em><br><br>He was mad at himself for his weakness, and mad at her for making him feel this way. Severus didn't know if he wanted to kiss or slap the girl. Not until he reached his office did he let out his frustrations in an audible growl. He tightened his fists and took a deep breath before he relaxed again.<br><br>He had work to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 13:28:52</strong>
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				An owl hooted atmospherically as Nirvana leaned over the cauldron and added a sprig of Aphrodisisa Aconite to the brew that bubbled gently under the heat of a magical flame. The classroom had large windows and moonlight spilled into the chamber, removing the need for her to have a lantern or even light from her wand, and she stirred the mixture three times clockwise, watching it turn from a light jade colour to a pale rose pink.<br><br>It was a little part midnight, and apart from the ghosts who flitted about the castle, and of course Mrs Norris, the caretaker’s cat, Nirvana believed she was the only witch or wizard awake in the whole of Hogwarts. Celeste, Natalie and Verity had all been snoring lightly when she slipped out of bed, fully dressed, and threaded her way up to the second floor. <br><br>Her grey eyes flicked to the magical stopwatch that told her how long she needed to let the philtre simmer for. Another fifteen minutes before she added the little snip of her own hair to the blend, and so she studied the next three steps of the formula to make certain she’d get it right. <br><br>The girl wetted her split lip with her tongue, now healing nicely, and tucked a shard of her hair which in the moonlight had taken on a silvery cast. She was as unlike Severus Snape’s first love as she could be, the curvy girl with white hair and grey eyes an utter contrast to the slim green-eyed redhead who had chosen James Potter over Snape. <br><br>Of course when she had been in her first and second years and was merely frightened of the Potions master rather than half in love with him, she’d giggled about the stories of him being a virgin for no woman would want the greasy, bad-tempered professor. It was speculated that Snape had probably never even kissed a girl, let alone got into her knickers and Nirvana had laughed along with the rest of her common room.<br><br><em>Ironic, no?</em><br><br>The light tinkling sound from the stopwatch brought her out of her thoughts and she dropped the tiny snippet of her hair into the brew. It now became a deeper pink and smelt sweetly of strawberries with a tang of burnt sugar. She waited for twenty seconds exactly and then stirred the cauldron thirteen times, not noticing that the sweet scent was creeping out under the door and delicately filling the corridor.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 13:45:38</strong>
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				Among the many things that could be said about Severus Snape, some students surely speculated whether he slept at all. This night was not unlike the others. He sat writing, the magical quill floating as he dictated. It dipped into the ink once in a while, when it was needed.<br><br>"The presence of such material is clearly an indicator..." one could wonder if the quill emphasized every word he spoke, as that was the way it sounded when Snape spoke; strongly articulated. Of course, his irritated and impatient tone would be impossible to reproduce with ink.<br><br>He sniffed, then continued speaking for a minute or so before he realized he had picked up some scent. He stood and sniffed again; moving towards his door. Snape opened it and looked left and right. Nothing.<br><br>It was a familiar scent, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. Still, he followed his nose and eventually wound up in front of a classroom. He paused for a moment, maybe considering if he was being foolish. In fact, he turned around to go back to his lab when he changed his mind again.<br><br>Snape opened the doors.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 14:21:02</strong>
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				Being an empty room, hiding behind one of the desks or chairs would of course be impossible, and all Nirvana could do was to turn her fearful gaze to the door as it swung open. She had heard the professor’s footsteps too late and now froze in a tableau of guilt and obvious misdeed.<br><br>The moonlight illuminated her clear as day, standing by an open window with a small simmering cauldron and a few empty vials lying neatly lined up beside it in the centre of the room. Her eyes seemed immense and black in her lurching fear, her lips were parted and in this light her face was the same shade as her hair. A faint pinkish smoke was rising from the cauldron, obviously the source of the sweet scent, and the girl had clearly been trying to waft it outside with the formula held in her grasp. <br><br>She was dressed in a short denim skirt over black leggings which came to the mid calves. Her feet were bare, supposedly so she could move about without being heard and she wore a black close-fitting vest with a grey hooded sweater zipped up to just under her breasts. Her wand rested lightly in her hand and for a moment she had an insane idea that she should use it to cast a Confundus Charm on whoever had found her so she could escape, though as her eyes picked out the familiar yet now dreaded outline of the tall, imposing professor she forgot the words of the spell.<br><br><em>I’m dead.</em> <br><br>She thought and moved as quickly as she could to attempt to thrust the formula into the magical flame and tip over the cauldron and ruin the philtre before Snape could discern what was in it. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 13:33:40</strong>
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				"Stop right there." Severus Snape watched the figure moving and pulled out his wand, a series of incantations ready to burst from his lips. If she did anything but obeying, he would use an Immobulus spell to make certain. It took a split second before he realized who it was.<br><br>"Nirvana...Miss Creyne." Confusion and disappointment fought for dominance in his face. "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" He looked at the cauldron, obviously seeing that she was preparing some potion; and it wasn't homework.<br><br>"Do you want revenge on those girls, is that it? It is far to easy to walk down that path, I can tell you that." He stepped closer, shaking his head. "One thing leads to another, and before you know it..." He stepped into the moonlight, dramatically illuminating his face. "You're <em>his </em> servant."<br><br>He looked at the boiling ingredients and sniffed again. Confusion was giving way to realization in his eyes. "Wait. You weren't going to use this on O'Toole and her entourage, were you?" He looked up, into her eyes. <br><br>"<em>Me?</em>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 14:11:17</strong>
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				Denial was on the tip of her tongue, excuses and lies running through her clever head but she couldn’t think straight. It was as if someone had removed her thoughts and stuffed her brain with cotton wool. She wasn’t a very good liar either, and this was a man who seemed to be able to smell lies. Indeed, who else would she be brewing a love potion for? Dumbledore?<br><br>Though she had gone red before in embarrassment all the colour drained from her in fear and the low swooping in her stomach made her feel she was about to vomit. It suddenly seemed such a stupid idea, what had she been thinking, trying to essentially poison her teacher into desiring her? This would be worse, much worse, than the journal pages. Her head of house would have to be told, as would the headmaster. Her parents too most likely. <br><br><em>I’ll be expelled.</em> <br><br>‘I...’ she managed, pinned by his gaze like a butterfly on a board.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 14:28:38</strong>
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				He took another step closer, looming over her like a dark tower. For a moment it might look as if he was actually physically going to kill her. For real. <br><br>Snape looked down at her; eyes fixing first on her eyes, then wandering over her hair, her lips, her clothes. There was a tremor in his own lips, as if great emotion was struggling for freedom.<br><br>Finally he spoke again, through clenched teeth, his usual cold irritation doubled or more. "Clean up this mess. Destroy all the ingredients. Incinerate the formula. <em>Then</em> come to my office for your punishment."<br><br>He turned and walked away, leaving only a single word.<br><br>"Quietly."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 14:45:56</strong>
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				The sounds of his footsteps receded down the hall and silence fell. But still she waited, frozen in place for another five minutes to pass before moving about the room in a daze. She wasn’t sure what had just happened, and why Snape hadn’t just taken her straight to Dumbledore. She knelt by the fire and thrust the formula into the flames which tasted the paper, decided they liked it, and soon reduced it to white ash.<br><br><em>Why does he want me to destroy everything? I don’t understand. Maybe I’ll get off lightly, just a threat to contact my parents and a bit of a rant.</em><br><br>She hoped that would be the case as she used a combination of magic and elbow grease to clear up the apparatus and now useless potion. The cauldron was quite cool by the time she finished and she placed the other tools inside it for easier transportation. Looking around, she guessed no one would be able to tell that she’d been in there, and so she exited the room and headed for Snape’s office.<br><br>As she approached his door however, her mental assurances that it wouldn’t be so bad were clouded, and her heart beat a fast tattoo in her chest as she lifted her hand, knocked lightly on the dark wood and stepped inside. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 15:07:39</strong>
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				The door opened on its own, and closed again behind Nirvana. Snape himself was standing in the shadow at one side of the room. With a wave of his staff, the wood twisted and entwined like it was a live, leaving the door impossible to open again. He was either making sure Nirvana couldn't escape, or preventing anyone else from entering.<br><br>"Can you imagine the humiliation this would have put me through, if it had worked? A teacher, reduced to the drooling love slave of a student?" He obviously didn't know how much care Nirvana had put to make sure the effect was appropriately subtle.<br><br>"Come closer. There. Stand still."<br><br>Severus walked towards her, circling her in a way that would make a person's head spin along with the room. He was carrying something in his hand. A long, thin rope.<br><br>"Who do you think you are, who can play with my feelings. Who can permit herself to rise above the laws of nature, the rules of society and this instutution and the very fabric of morality?!"<br><br>He stopped behind her. "Yes. You need to be punished."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 15:19:06</strong>
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				Her lower lip trembled as he circled her, and she looked at the floor under her feet. His nearness and tone was now frightening to her, not desirable, and she fought the urge to either move away from him or break down and beg for him to let her go. <br><br><em>Well you got what you wanted.</em> A voice said in the back of her head which sounded rather like Celeste’s . <em>All his attention is on you, enjoy it.</em><br><br>When Snape stopped behind her, she fancied she could feel the heat of his body through even his thick robes and his words stung her to a response.<br><br>‘I only wanted you to like me!’ she said, personally terrified that she dared speak out like that. ‘Haven’t you ever wanted anyone to like you?’ <br><br><em>Probably Crayne, but I doubt it was ever a teacher easily twice his age, do you? </em>Came that voice again and Nirvana bit her lip before she could anything else and make matters worse, though exactly how they could be worse she didn’t know. He’d despise her now, she was sure of it. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 15:31:39</strong>
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				Snape took her wrists in his own hands and pulled them to her back. She could probably fight him, but was there any point. He was stronger, physically - and with the magic at his disposal, he could really do whatever he wanted. He used the rope to tie her hands tighly, although not too painfully.<br><br>He understood her emotions and motives perfectly. It was his own feelings that were confusing him. It was that which was so hard to explain.<br><br>Snape could feel her fear. A part of him wanted her scared. Wanted her hurt. Another wanted to pull her close to comfort her. He inhaled sharply to his nose, erratically, as if he had forgotten to breathe.<br><br>Then he pushed her forward over his desk. With her hands forced to her back, her chest and face rested on the smooth wooden surface. Severus lifted her skirt and gave the right asscheek the first hard spank!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 16:01:15</strong>
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				The movement startled her and she did try to wrestle away from him as his hands seized her wrists, the bones almost grinding together under his stronger grip. A cry broke from her lips as he jerked her hands behind her back and tied them.&nbsp; The prickly sensation of the rope was like a hundred tiny tattoo needles and although it was not too tight she made it worse by trying to pull her hands away.<br><br>‘Sir, please. Please let me go!’ she said in a breathy tone, her fear making her voice husky, her breathing as erratic as his as he shoved her over the desk.<br><br>She managed to avoid cracking her chin on the surface and lay there for a movement, the wood cool under her face while her mind raced and that was when he slapped her across the buttock with a sound like a whip. <br><br>‘No!’ she cried out. It wasn’t so much the sting but the shock that caused her to gasp. Tears sprang to her eyes and she blinked them away. Surely he wasn’t going to spank her? Like she was a child? It was creepy, not to mention illegal. But then wasn’t trying to slip a potion into a professor’s drink illegal too?<br><br>Nirvana turned her head to try and look at Snape and only saw the length of his body encased in his cassock-like robes. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 12:09:27</strong>
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				Severus watched the flesh ripple from the hard slap on Nirvana's bottom. Her skin was still pale, but would not remain so for long. The sight of her naked exposed ass almost made him stop right away. It looked sensational. He was breathing hard, then spanked her again and again.<br><br>He shifted to her other cheek, slapping his flat hand against that curved flesh too. A hint of the shape of her sex covered by her panties enticed him further. He give it one more spank, then stopped, holding his hand still, cupping her bottom.<br><br>"Do you have any idea who you are dealing with?" Snape spoke slowly, angrily emphasizing each word as usual, although there was a vulnerability to his voice as well. "Do you have you idea what I'm feeling?"<br><br>Suddenly, he dropped to his knees and kissed the back of her upper thighs, right where it curved into her shapely ass. His hands reached upward to pull at her panties.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 12:50:02</strong>
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				If she thought the pain of the first slap was bad, it was nothing compared to mounting sting in her backside as he continued to spank her. The contact of his hand was painful but it was the pause in between each smack when the blood rushed to her skin that made it worse. She cried out, tears now springing from her eyes at the humiliation of being treated this way. Though there was secret dark seed inside her that had wanted him to punish her, now she was actually in his presence, the deed being done, she shied away from it, curling up like the girl she was, not the confident sexual woman she wanted to be. <br><br>The tops of her thighs ached where the edge of the table bit into them and she was certain they’d bruise. Her breasts pressed uncomfortably on the hard wooden surface and she squirmed a little as Snape abused her buttocks. After a moment, the flesh felt warm and Nirvana was surprised to find that an answering warmth was spreading between her slightly parted thighs. Was some sick part of her actually enjoying it?<br><br>When he stopped, her breathing and muffled sobs were loud in the silence that followed. Snape’s hand cupping her shapely pink buttock, the fingers gentle but on her rosy flesh even the light contact sent her nerve endings teetering between pain and pleasure and she moaned lightly.<br><br><em>Do you what I’m feeling too? </em><br><br>She wanted to yell it at him, but angering the dark wizard further would never be a good idea, and so she remained silent. That was until he kissed her and sent felt the tug on her underwear being pulled down her thighs. The she gasped and her body froze completely. He would probably be able to smell her unwilling arousal that close, and his hands pulled the small lacy garment down, her eyes widened in utter surprise. <br><br>‘Prof... Professor Snape?’&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 13:42:48</strong>
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				Snape pulled the panties down agonizingly slow, as if he needed to torment himself. His own lips and cheek were pressed against the girl's soft thigh, until he could feel the fabric of her underwear slide between his face and her pale flesh.<br><br>He could indeed smell her arousal. That sweet scent was not only unmistakable, it also fueled his desire further. The feeling in his body reminded him of a time where he had done anything he wanted without fear of the consequences. When his passion had burned intensely, although it had been with anger and hatred, rather than lust and infatuation.<br><br>When the panties reached her mid-thighs, he pulled his head back and took in the image of her bare bottom in all its glory; flushed red where he had spanked her and beginning to reveal the soft, wet treasure between her legs. With his hands on her uppper thighs, he parted them to expose more of her sex; leaning back in to shower the area with more kisses and careful licks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 14:02:56</strong>
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				When he didn’t answer or acknowledge her she started to speak again but her words were cut off by the sudden feeling of Snape’s mouth on her sex and they came out as a rush of incredulous breath. He was kissing her... there? That was disgusting! Surely it was wrong, depraved, vile and... Oh Merlin it felt so good! <br><br>Her eyes which had widened in shock half closed as the delicious sensations spread through her, pulsing in the centre of her body and as he worked her with his hot mouth she began to push back against him in a light rocking motion, hardly knowing she was moving at all. Her vest and bra suddenly felt too tight in a pleasant way and she was aware that her nipples were harder and tingled delightfully.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Unbidden the jokes about Snape being a virgin came to her mind and she would have laughed if she had the breath. Instead she made a low mewling sound as his tongue swept through her delicate flesh, making the pulling, pulsing sensations even more intense.&nbsp; <br><br>‘Oh Sir...’ she breathed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 14:15:26</strong>
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				Snape let his lips kiss Nirvana's inner thighs before his tongue wanderd over her outer lips. He pushed her legs further apart, stretching the panties that had fallen down as low as her knees. Fingers carefully parted her sex to expose her inner folds, which his tongue swirled across and around. He found her hooded clit and inner lips, sucking them very lightly, mindful that they could be extremely sensitive.<br><br>Once he had satisfied his urgent need to taste her, Severus stopped. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue, in fact he was determined to, but he needed to let her go first. Even if she had exposed as being in love with him and had tried to make a potion to make him return those feelings, Snape needed this to be fully voluntary. She was practically an adult. If she really wanted this, it'd be a mature decision.<br><br>He stood behind her and untied her hands, still without a word. When they were loose, he finally helped her up and made her turn around. He looked into her eyes, with his stern visage. "Nirvana. I'm going to kiss you now. If you don't mind..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 14:42:24</strong>
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				Nirvana shuddered as his lips closed about her clitoris, the pleasure threaded with slight pain on her highly sensitive bud but she wanted it all the same. Those deep sensations throbbed with delighted need, and rather than ease her desire, his actions enflamed it all the more. Although she hadn’t been with a man before, she wasn’t ignorant about sex and the craving she had was to be filled with him. <br><br>The girl made a disappointed sound when he stopped, his talented mouth being replaced with the cool kiss of air and she pulled her thighs together, squeezing them to attempt to replicate the feeling of his tongue. Although she had begged him to let her go a mere ten minutes ago, she was mortified when he began untying her.<br><br><em>No! I want you to carry on. I want you. </em><br><br>As he turned her around, she was certain she’d see either a cruel amusement on his features or the familiar stoic expression that told her she’d been punished in having him touch her once and never again. However at his words her heart leapt. <br><br><em>Do I mind that you want to kiss me? Hell no!</em><br><br>She wanted to tell him that she longed for him to kiss her, that she dreamed about it so often she wanted to stay asleep just so she could feel his lips on hers, that she knew it was only a childish crush but she felt she was in love with him. Instead, she locked her eyes with his and mutely shook her head, even lifting her chin slightly so he could bend his head to hers. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 12:01:10</strong>
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				The tall sorcerer leaned down to the point where their lips were millimeters apart. His hands were on her shoulders, strong and hard as if he was arresting her for bad behaviour again. Snape pulled Nirvana hard towards his own body. He finally pressed his own lips against her full and feminine ones, while his hands slid up to her neck and his eyes closed.<br><br>That first kiss lasted and lasted, the world disappearing around them. It grew with lust and passion, tongues dancing lightly and subtly against each other. Snape sucked lightly on her lower lip before the kiss was broken. He opened his eyes slowly, as if just waking up.<br><br>"Nirvana." It wasn't obvious if he meant the word as her name or as a description of his emotional and spirtual state.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 12:43:45</strong>
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				For a first kiss, it was intense. She had practiced on her own hand of course, like most awkward teens, and had seen plenty of movies with lots of lip-action, but she hadn’t expected something so small to be so overwhelming. It was good, his lips were indeed soft yet firm and she could feel the mild abrasiveness of his chin against hers. When his lips parted and his tongue touched hers, she almost jumped with the pleasurable shock it sent through her.<br><br>Her stomach twisted and her heart swelled in her chest. It was somehow even more intimate than his mouth on her sex and she could taste herself on his tongue. Her breath quickened again and she slid her arms about his waist, the fabric of his robes having a slight roughness under her fingertips as she held him, her eyes closing in languorous pleasure. <br><br>Nirvana’s eyes were still closed when Snape broke the kiss and spoke her name. She opened them, and they were almost as dark as his, her pupils dilated. She held his gaze while her right hand slipped around his middle and pressed lightly against the muscles of his stomach, her fingers splayed. Perhaps the kiss had awakened a little more confidence in her for she slowly slid her hand further down his stomach towards his groin.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 14:03:21</strong>
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				With her hands exploring, Severus pulled slightly apart from Nirvana; giving her hands room.<br><br>Underneath his robes, Snape wore an old-fashioned Victorian suit with a white shirt that was barely visible at the eges of his collar and cuffs. The trousers or pants of his suit were long and dark. It would be impossible to see, but easy to feel with her hands, that Severus was fully aroused.<br><br>Snape in turn opened the zipper on Nirvana's hooded sweater. There was an urgency to his momvents, although he did not fumble or tremble. He reached underneath the now open hoodie to put his hands on the girl's waist, while he kissed her again; several shorter kisses now, but equally passionate. His hands shifted upwards towards her breasts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 14:43:02</strong>
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				Nirvana felt a little jolt of lust and her stomach flipped when her hands felt the firm length through the thickness of Snape’s robes. She paused for a moment, uncertain of what to do, only knowing that she had wanted to touch him there and confirm the desire he felt for her. When he didn’t pull away, she inexpertly she caressed his erection and lifted her face to receive his kisses again. <br><br>The girl gasped as Snape’s hands slid up her waist and cupped her breasts, her eyes closing with pleasure. Her other hand snaked up his back and found the nape of his neck, feeling the highly sensitive skin at his hairline and stroking him lightly there. <br><br>‘Professor...’ she whispered, her mouth brushing his before kissing a line down to the collar of his robes, resting the tip of her tongue where she could feel the thud of his pulse on his throat. His clever, skilled hands stroking and squeezing her coaxed the young woman to shrug out of her sweater, and as the ugly garment dropped to the floor, she reached to undo the long line of small, fiddly buttons on the front of his robe<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 15:03:58</strong>
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				<em>Professor.</em><br><br>Snape wasn't sure if he liked that or not. One hand he wanted to make it clear, at least to himself, that he wasn't attracted to this girl on account of him being a teacher and she a student. It wasn't that she was 'forbidden'. She was a beautiful and attractive young woman, in her own right. And since she lacked any likeness to Lily Potter, this was obviously no attempt to relive his youth. "You can call me Severus, if you want to. Or Snape. Or anything you'd like for that matter."<br><br>He put his hands firmly on her breasts, glad that they were large. Not just for his own satisfaction, but it lessoned the feeling of being so much older than her, even if he still was. He could feel their softness underneath the remaining top, as well her nipples. While she unbuttoned his robe, Snapes' hands shifted underneath her vest, to touch her bare skin, sliding over tummy and around her back, to loosen her bra.<br><br>Severus let the robe and coat fall off, leaving a vest over his white shirt, along with a tie that were used in older times; which resembled a silk scarf than a modern tie. He leaned in to kiss her again; his hardness pressing against her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 15:41:57</strong>
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				Calling him Severus seemed, in some respects, more shocking than the fact she was touching him so intimately. She wanted to call him by his first name, it would very clearly break the boundary between him as a teacher and her as a student, change the dynamic into something more grown up, though she had a feeling that few of the other professors called him Severus. <br><br>‘Severus’ she said, it feeling strange on her tongue yet she had mouthed it to herself all the nights she lay alone in her bed and touched herself, wishing it was him. Well, now it was, and she reached up to tug at the silk cravat, loosening the knot and hearing the whisper of the fabric as she pulled the ends free and removed it. Her bra opened at the back and she sighed as Snape’s fingers stroked the smooth skin beneath. <br><br>As Snape leaned over her again, she arched her back so her breasts pressed against his torso, her mouth seeking his as she felt his erection through his trousers, nudging her abdomen as he was so much taller than the young witch. She ran her hands up his back, feeling the curve of his spine.<br><br>‘I need to stand on a box or something’ she said, inwardly surprised that she’d made a joke with the formerly dour Potions master. But things had changed. ‘That can’t be comfortable.’ <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 11:38:37</strong>
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				"Just be thankful that I'm not Hagrid." Severus gave one of his closed-mouthed dry grimaces that could be interpreted as amusement. He put his hands on Nirvana's hips and easily lifted her up on his high desk. Grabbing the panties on her knees, he pulled them down to her ankles and all the way off. He glanced at the soft fabric for a few seconds; lust in his eyes. Then, pushing her legs apart, he stood between them. The big bulge on his trousers pressed against Nirvana's inner thighs.<br><br>Returning his attention to her breasts, Snape pulled the bra all the way off without removing her top. He didn't care if he had to tear a strap or two in the process. When it was off, he lifted the fabric of the top up to expose her breasts without removing the garment entirely. He paused, looking at them for a few seconds, obviously enjoying the sight greatly. His hands reached up to cup them, pressing them lightly together. He could feel the nipples on the insides of his palms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 12:57:33</strong>
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				Nirvana chuckled, finding it unusual but pleasant that Severus had made a joke. She previously had the impression that he only smiled when he was chastising a student or when something particularly nasty happened to one of them. Usually when a potion went wrong and of her classmates suddenly grew a tail, or erupted into boils, or anything else like that caused Snape’s lips to curl in malicious amusement. <br><br>‘It’s a good thing I fancy you and not Hagrid then, in all sorts of ways’ she said as he lifted her as stripped her underwear off. Her words turned into a sigh of desire as he parted her thighs and she felt the pressure of his groin at her soft flesh. She thought she could hear a slight tear of the seams of her bra as he pulled it off her urgently. <br><br>As he lifted the hem of her vest to expose her breasts, she leaned back on the desk, arching her back so he could touch her more easily. His touch was heavenly, her skin felt more sensitive than usual and the slightest brush against her nipples sent sparks of pleasure through her body, all the way down between her thighs. She lifted her legs and wrapped them about Snape’s waist, drawing him snugly. She wanted to feel his erection nudging her sex, she wanted to feel him in her.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 15:12:53</strong>
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				Severus Snape leaned more of his weight against the girl. His hard cock ached to penetrate her wet folds. He ground against her sex, feeling the tip of his shaft against her opening, even through the fabric of his trousers. For a moment he considered taking it out right away and just furiously ram it into her. <em>No. A little longer.</em><br><br>She had so many lovely gifts to offer him. He felt her hard nipples between his fingers and leaned down to kiss them. He let his lips dance softly over the pale orbs of her breasts. The tip of his tongue played around the nipples, then over them. Finally, he sucked them lightly into his mouth.<br><br>Hands roamed down underneath her skirt. He felt her soft thighs and lifted one leg further up and aside. His hand brushed against her wet sex. Even though she was ready, he wanted to taste her again. Snape kissed his way down her tummy and lifted her short skirt to expose her sex to him.<br><br>He kissed her inner thighs, toying with her, before he fully pleasured her with his tongue again. Strong hands held her thighs wide apart. Snape's black eyes looked up at Nirvana. He whispered something, but it sounded like a strange and exotic language. As if a snake could speak.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 15:41:10</strong>
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				As the pressure at her groin increased as gasped and pushed back, feeling the outline of Snape’s cock clearly defined despite being contained with his trousers. The bulge nudged at her wetness, brushing her clitoris and she wanted him inside her so much at almost ached. She though he was going to enter her at one point, his eyes so dark and wicked, and as he broke eye contact and kissed her breasts she mewled in mixed pleasure and frustration.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>When Snape’s hand brushed her pussy, feeling her need for him, she cried his name, a sound which was soon turned into pleasured whimpers as he tasted her again. She wanted to lie fully back on the desk, feel the wood beneath her body and rock with the rhythm of his tongue. His eyes held her however, the black orbs boring into her grey ones and she couldn’t look away as he whispered like a parselmouth. His tongue felt snakish, skilled and ever moving, running through her delicate pink flesh. It aroused her further, didn’t satisfy her and she moaned for him.<br><br>‘Severus! Please... I want you’ she gasped. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 09:10:00</strong>
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				Snape let his tongue trail all along Nirvana's inner thigh as he rose, following every curve of her leg until her reached the top of her leggings. He liked the way they emphasized her bare thighs. Standing now, between her legs, still in his white shirt and trousers, Severus unbuttoned and unzipped to bring out his hard, throbbing cock.<br><br>He shifted her slightly, hands on her bottom, then pushed down at the base of his cock to angle and aim it towards her wet entrance. Her beautiful sex was glistening with her sexual juices. The taste lingered on his lips and the scent in the air. He pushed the head of his member between her folds, then steadily pushing inwards to fill her.<br><br>"You're heavenly..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 09:13:02</strong>
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				Her confident pleading for him to enter her, that she wanted him, faltered slightly as she felt the tip of him push into her folds. She didn’t know if he was large or average in his size, for she had no comparisons, but he felt big to her. She had used her fingers on herself a number of times but his erection was clearly larger than her digits, and even though she was damp for him, her vulva felt stretched.<br><br>She looked up at him through the few stray locks of her white hair that had fallen across her face. Her skin was pinkish and damp, her full lips were parted and seemed redder from her arousal, and her eyes were dark and glinting. <br><br>‘You’re wicked’, she retorted and traced her fingers down to manipulate her clitoris as he slid into her, renewing the waves of pleasure and making it easier for him to enter her. A childhood of horse riding and gymnastics ensured there was no barrier for him to painfully break, though there could be doubt that he was the first man to be so intimately involved with her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 12:45:17</strong>
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				Severus seemed deeply concentrated on the task of penetrating the young girl, although his eyes momentarily flashed with amusement at her response. His shaft was moderatly long, but quite thick and he could feel a great deal of resistance as he pushed further inwards. But he kept going deeper anyway. Maybe he wasn't her first. Maybe he was. He didn't care. The hassle of breaking her hymen might have reduced their tryst to tears and whimpers.<br><br>When he was over halfway inside, he let her natural lubrication handle the rest. He could slide his cock, coated with her juices, in and out, going deeper with every slow thrust until he was all the way there. At this point, Snape looked up at Nirvana's face. Was there ever a more beautiful thing than the face of lust and arousal?<br><br>He let his own lust and passion take stronger, leaning over the girl to take her harder and faster. He could see how her breasts moved with his thrusts. He kissed her as his hand took hold of her thigh, pushing one leg a little higher and further out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 13:39:21</strong>
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				It wasn’t painful, but she was very aware of how full she felt, how deep her body was as he eased himself into her, a little further each time until she could feel the contact of his pelvis with hers. There was a deliciously smug sensation in her chest as his desire guided his actions, making him move against her a little faster and with a little more effort, and she gasped in unexpected pleasure as he leaned over her to kiss, causing more pressure on her clitoris and stimulating her. <br><br>Her hand left where she had been touching herself, and she entwined her arms about his neck, running her fingers through his hair. She kissed his mouth deeply, touching her tongue to his and feeling the jolt of desire in her belly when their tongues met. <br><br>Pulling her leg from his grip, she wrapped them about his hips, crossing her ankles were they met just at the base of his spine. She wanted his body to slide against hers, it felt so good when it did, and so she arched her back slightly to push back as best she could and to rub herself against him. <br><br>‘Severus’ she whispered as her lips left his and traced a nibbling line to his jaw, down his neck to his collarbone where she sucked on his skin in desire.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 11:44:22</strong>
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				The potions professor thrusted harder, grounding his hips when he filled Nirvana. There was nothing quite like this; sensations beyond anything else life had to offer. It wasn't hard to understand how many foolish things people had done in the name of lust and love.<br><br>Snape continued kissing the girl deeply. Her tongue was like the most delicate of strawberries and when they continued down his neck, they were like cold water on a hot sove, sizzling almost.<br><br>His hand reached to knead one of her breasts, letting the nipple slide betwen his fingers, all the way from pinky to thumb. Between his thumb and index finger, he pulled and tweaked the nipple lightly. A part of him still wanted to punish her for what she had done.<br><br>Each hard thrust brought her further back on the table, with him more and more on top of her. Several of his things had already fallen from it; papers scattered and books thumping down. Severus was breathing fast and harder, relentlessy fucking his student.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 13:15:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The mild pain of his fingers on her nipple was a delicious counterpoint to the full throbbing sensation of her sex and she breathed harshly against his skin, wanting more of the same but not knowing how to ask for it. The part of her that had liked him spanking her reared up and she put her hand over his, curling her fingers to get him to squeeze her nipple again. She felt a thread of embarrassment at enjoying the pain, the domination. She had always thought of herself as a bit women’s lib, but she couldn’t deny the effect he was having on her body and the sense of being overwhelmed was maddeningly erotic to her.<br><br>She felt taken, possessed, and as she slid up the desk by the force of his thrusts, it rocking slightly beneath them despite being a large and heavy piece of furniture, she was aware of just how physically powerful Snape was. His robes hid his body, encased him in armour, but with them as a puddle of black cloth at his feet, she could see and feel the strength in his frame. <br><br>Nirvana’s lips left his throat where a reddish mouth-shaped bruise was forming and lay back on the desk, her hands sliding off him, arms above her head. She turned her wrists and gripped the other edge of the wooden surface, her breasts pulled a little higher by the motion and free to bounce with the rhythm of his hips. She wanted to say things to him, things she felt a seventeen year old shouldn’t ever say, but they came to her anyway as her eyes sought his and she flushed pink as the thoughts ran through her mind.<br><br>‘F... fuck me.’&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 12:49:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Nirvana didn't cry out, protest or seem offended by what he did, Snape let himself cross another barrier; allowing his true passions to take stronger hold, relinquishing control to his desires. He pulled the nipple harder and leaned into to feel the other soft breast aginst the stubble o his cheek. He sucked the nipple hard, feeling the goose-bump like surface of the areola against his lips. His tongue circled the pink oval, while his teeth played lightly over the erect bud.<br><br>This was going a little to quickly. Not the emotional aspect of it. No, he was perfectly capable of handling that. It was the mere physical sensations. He was driven towards release faster than he wanted to. Instead, Snape mumbled a curse and slowed down, almost to a stop. He was fully within Nirvana, feeling her wet and tight around his shaft; milking it. <br><br>Snape looked into her eyes. "<em>Fuck</em> you?" He shifted, putting one hand on her neck and the other on one thigh. "I'm going to fuck you like you couldn't possibly have imagined." He pounded her furiously again now; using his strong hands to hold her body while he drove into her again and again and again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 13:20:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was strange hearing Snape using those sorts of words as well, his velvet voice speaking them in the clipped tones that sounded like him but she couldn’t have imagined him ever saying such things either. The pressure of his fingers and weight holding her down turned her on and she recalled the bite of the rope at her wrists. It had frightened her then, but now she was aroused by the idea of being tied up by the Potions master. She couldn’t bring herself to ask for it however, not yet anyway.<br><br>She felt impossibly full of him as he withdrew and thrust back inside her repeatedly. The brushing against her clit was intensified by his harsh sucking and nibbling at her nipple, sending those lines of pleasure through her nerves and stimulating her. Her head leaned back, almost off the edge of the desk now as she was driven across it, and her eyes were closed in ecstasy. <br><br>‘Oh sir!’ she cried as the extraordinary sensation of orgasm began to build within her and then spread through her body like a warm wave. She meant to call him Severus but it just came out that way involuntarily as the pulling and throbbing reached a climax and she lost control, her vulva tightening around him in spasms of pleasure. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 14:13:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape looked down to see his thick shaft slide in and out of those wet folds. He could feel how she tightened and spasmed when she came. There was no chance in hell he could hold back now. The professor merely renewed his tight grip on the girl and fucked her faster yet.<br><br>He watched her orgasm. He could see how the exstacy surfaced on her face. She was more beautiful than ever. His own expression was one of barely contained furious passion. Severus let out a cry that could be mistaken for frustration or anger, but that wasn't what it was.<br><br>Seconds before his release, he pushed her legs up and aside, pressing Nirvana's knees up to her breasts, pumping her deeper and harder then ever. Then he came, releasing his load deep inside her. He threw his head back, breathing through his teeth. Then he stumbled forward. Over her. Still inside her.<br><br>He was panting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 15:37:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nirvana’s breath matched his, deep and ragged, she felt like crying for some reason but couldn’t fathom why. Perhaps it was all the years of pent up emotion and desire had finally been released and as she lay under his weight she felt sore and sticky but wonderful all the same. <br><br>She let go of the desk, her fingers red where the edges had bitten into them, and flexed her hands. Snape’s face was nestled against her collarbone where he had leaned over her and she wanted to touch him, to stroke his longish black hair, but was reserved. She could still feel him inside of her, twitching slightly and bit her lip as another quick twinge of pleasure chased through her nerves. <br><br>It was followed by a moment’s dread. How would he be with her now he had lain with her? He was still a professor. She was still a student. That hadn’t changed. She wasn’t so naive as to think that they were ‘dating’ now or anything like that. People had sex with complete strangers and never saw them again, the act itself didn’t mean commitment. <br><br><em>But I’m in love with him.</em> <br><br>The thought crystallised painfully inside of her, worse than the ache in her muscles from being held in positions she wasn’t used to. Any idea that sex with him would scratch her itch was dashed; she wanted him more than ever, and the things he did excited her. Rough but tender, he was complex and she liked that. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 10:53:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape allowed himsel to rest on top of Nirvana for just a few seconds. He lifted his head to look into her eyes. He wanted to tell her that he respected her. That it was all right. That he wasn't going to blow her off and ignore her. He didn't have the words though, so he hoped that the expression in his eyes would convey his emotions.<br><br>When that moment passed, he pulled out of her; it was almot painful. His half-hard shaft had a dull, throbbing ache. Still long and thick, it was wet with both their juices, but Snape put it back in his trousers nonetheless. He could cleaned up later on.<br><br>Standing, he wiped the perspiration off his face with the sleeve of his shirt. He looked down at the beautiful girl, still spread below him; wet and warm. He savoured the sight for just another second before he helped her to her feet. "You should be going back to your room, before anyone misses you, Miss Crayne. Quietly." He leaned down to give her lips another kiss. "I may have to punish you again. Soon."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 11:20:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;As he looked into her eyes, his face so close to hers, she had an urge to kiss him hard, to bite his lips a little and maybe draw blood. But the moment passed and he lifted himself from her, withdrawing out of her body which still gripped him as if it still wanted him inside of her. <br><br>Her legs ached from being held up, and her sex felt abrased and bruised yet good at the same time. She was sticky with her arousal and his semen and she brought her legs together as Snape helped her up. A soft chiming drew Nirvana’s attention to the fact it was half past two in the morning and she had to be in class in less than six hours. <br><br>Snape’s words sent a delighted thrill through her body, as did the touch of his lips and she lifted her chin so he could kiss her more easily. She brushed her tongue against his mouth then slipped from his touch, picking up her clothes and hurriedly putting them on. She hooked her knickers up from the floor with her index finger, paused a moment and then lay them on his desk. <br><br>‘Thank you, Severus’. <br><br>Nirvana left his office and crept back to her dorm, avoiding the disapproving gaze of several paintings, and entered the bedroom. The soft snores that greeted her were comforting and she shed her clothes quickly, climbing into bed. She wanted to sleep so she wouldn’t be so tired in the morning, but she kept replaying the sex over and over in her mind. Finally, she slid a finger up inside her, still coated with Snape’s cum, and brought it to her lips. She sucked on it while stroking herself with other hand until she came again, then finally dozing off.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 13:48:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Severus Snape sat back in his chair after Nirvana had left. His white shirt clung to his skin, hanging wide and loose at the cuffs. He looked at the underwear she had left behind and brought them to his lips. Her scent was on them, on his fingers and lingering in the air. It would almost be a pity to rinse it away. At least the sensual piece of cloth would serve as a reminder of what had happened.<br><br>He donned his robe and withdrew to his chamber, getting cleaned up and ready for bed. A part of him knew that he was supposed to be haunted by guilt for having taken advantage of a student like that, but he just wasn't. She had wanted it as much as he had. Perhaps even more. He thought that maybe she'd even wanted it rougher. They had never been equals. There was no logic in thinking that should change because they had fucked. In fact, a part of her attraction to him was propably because he was authorative.<br><br>Outwardly, Snape was his usual self the next morning. He was gruff and arrogant, giving the students looks of impatience and contempt as he walked to breakfast. He might even appear more sinister than usual, on account of exaggerating the part. Inwardly he was thinking about Nirvana and what he was going to do with her. He had awoken with a massive erection that had just barely softened.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 15:16:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nirvana woke late and had to use a scourify charm on herself rather than the long soak in the bath she craved. The magic made as clean as any fussy cat, but she wanted the warmth of the water to soothe her muscles and the time to lie and think about last night. Making do with a quick wash of her hands and face, she pulled on her uniform then took the time to smooth down her skirt and straighten her tie.<br><br>Her stomach growled but she missed most of breakfast, wanting to look at least reasonable before Potions class, and covered the dark smudges beneath her eyes that betrayed her lack of sleep and ran a comb through her hair. A little dab of lip salve gave her full lower lip a slight shine and she thought that would do as far as painting her face would go.<br><br>As she scurried into the hall, she took the last seat on the Ravenclaw table, carefully avoiding looking at the staff and helped herself to an apple. Her earlier hunger evaporated as the dark shape of the Potions Master settled in the corner of her eye and she took small bites. Outwardly she seemed the same as ever, and she didn’t want to draw any attention from the other students. Inwardly she wanted to smirk at the girls as they continued talking about boys they’d kissed. She wondered how they’d react if she told them she’d been screwed across a desk last night.<br><br>Her lips curled up at the thought, her cheeks going slightly pink before she schooled her face to look carefully neutral, finished her apple and headed for the Potions classroom.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 13:39:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape nodded and humored the other teachers, in reality caring little about their trivial conversations. He kept looking down at the students, wondering when Nirvana would come. The fledgling sorcerers probably thought he was being extra watchful today. A small part of the potions master's mind was getting anxious. Had someone found out? Had Nirvana told someone? Was she sick? Had he hurt her?<br><br>He told himself he was being silly. The girl would never tell. And even if someone did find out, the worst thing they could do was fire him. Having a sexual relationship with a student was merely forbidden. It wasn't illegal. Not with her being over sixteen anyway. <br><br>When he noticed Nirvana entering, he let out a subtle sigh of relief. The sight of her made mental pictures and sounds and scents and sensations flicker across his mind. Her round curves. Her wet sex. The scents of arousal. Her soft moans. <br><br>Severus Snape hid these thoughts when the headmaster addressed him. He was going to have to stay as clear and focused as he had always been. But he knew that he wouldn't be able to go for long without seeing her again. Without <em>having</em> her again. Snape excused himself and headed for the classroom. The youngsters were slowly finding their places.<br><br>"Settle down now." irritation and impatience lay think on his voice as usual.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 16:58:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She made certain that she wasn’t late for the class, but sat in a different place from usual. Mostly Nirvana liked to be near the back, not with the trouble makers who always gravitated that way, but out of the immediate sight of the professors so she could avoid the snap questions that would arise. In the Potions class, she chose a seat that allowed her free access to staring at Snape, while being as unobvious about it as possible. <br><br>However today she sat right at the front. There was no one around to complain that she took their place, as few students chose to be directly in Snape’s firing line. She did not look at the professor as she slid onto the stool, just opened her book and regarded the apparatus on the table. She seemed demure almost, though she wanted to drink in the sight of him, it wouldn’t do to be gazing lustfully at the Potions Master.<br><br>Nirvana lifted her quill and dipped it in the inkwell, waiting for the other students to sit quietly and for Snape to begin. From the bench up, she looked perfectly normal, but as her right hand rested on the desk, quill clasped between her fingers, her left hand was slowly hitching up her skirt so the hem rested high on her thighs. Her legs were slightly parted and she laid her hand gently on her knee. She wanted to provoke Snape so he’d have a reason to punish her again.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 13:54:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape stood at the front, hands on his back. His long dark robes hung as still as his hair. A few loose strands were over his eyes. When the class had quieted down, he spoke up. "A little faster next time. If you insisit on moving about like snails, I'll transform you into ones."<br><br>He glanced at Nirvana again, briefly letting his eyes pass over her legs.<br><br>"In spite of what delusions you may have, potions are a demanding subject. It require your utmost attention, respect and precision. Any lack of those qualities and your potions are ruined - at best. You might risk things exploding in your faces. Potions are dangerous." It was a speech he gave several times a week. Once it was over, he started talking about the theoretical basis of their next weeks of potions' studies.<br><br>Walking back and forth at the front, he threw out questions a few times. Most often he was disappointed at the lack of answers, or the lack of quality in them. <br><br>He glanced at Nirvana's legs again, sighing. Finally, he stepped forward and stopped in front of her desk. He stood still, without speaking for several long moments. Then he whispered some strange incantation.<br><br>Around them, the other students vanished. The air grew warmer and the sun stood higher in the windows; producing beautiful streams of light in the millions of speckles of dust in the air.<br><br>"Miss Crayne. You're not behaving very well, are you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 11:50:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nirvana inwardly rolled her eyes at Snape’s words. It was perhaps the only thing about him that she didn’t melt at, his repetitive speech. All the students were in the post OWLs Potions class, they knew that potions could be dangerous, but Snape seemed to enjoy reiterating the fact several times a week. She listened to him carefully, making notes as he informed them of what would make up the basis of the week’s work, her hand still resting lightly on her knee. She planned to slide her fingers towards the crotch of her underwear when a dark shadow fell over her.<br><br>She looked up, lips slightly parted in confusion as a drop of ink fell from the tip of her quill and splashed the parchment. Snape loomed over her, not saying anything and for a moment she thought he’d asked her a question which she hadn’t heard. The girl did think he’d whispered some words and she snatched her hand away from her bare thigh, placing it on the surface of the desk. She looked about the classroom expecting to see snickering faces. <br><br>Instead she gasped in surprise. The room was empty. How could that be? Had she fallen asleep? She half-rose from her seat, her skirt still hitched up to show the smooth skin of her legs. The whole room was electric with some kind of enchantment and she looked up into the stern face of the Potions Master.<br><br>‘P... professor?’&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 15:07:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"We're now back in the middle of July. The staff and students should be away. For the most part." Severus Snape looked up and around, feeling the summer warmth as a stark contrast to the autumn weather they had just left. "We should probably not be disturbed."<br><br>He circled Nirvana's desk until he stood behind her.<br><br>"Now, would you care to explain what do you think you're doing?" He put his hands on her head when she turned, to make sure she kept looking straight ahead. "You were teasing me with your soft thighs, weren't you? Do you think I am some kind of plaything that you can manipulate to your purpose?"<br><br>He paused. "Very well. Put your hands back on your knees. They way you were when we moved. Then, when we are back, you will masturbate for me. In class. Quietly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 10:17:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He didn’t really give her a chance to reply, she found that she felt as if was back to being a naughty girl again when she had hoped that Snape might see her as a woman. She wanted to titillate the Potions Master, excite him into ordering her to his rooms again that night, she didn’t think he would take offence.<br><br>‘I’m sorry Professor’ she said as she sat down again, nerves fluttering around her solar plexus, that contradictory fear and excitement his anger caused running hot and cold through her. The sounds of the classroom filtered back and for a moment she was curious at how he managed to alter time that way. So much of Snape was a mystery to her, she wanted to know more about him, sexually as well as personally.<br><br>She waited for the professor to start speaking again, her quill scratching against the vellum as she took notes. But as he ordered, under the table, her skirt was bunched up about her waist, thighs parted and her fingers stroked gently against her mound, the fabric of her underwear stretched tightly over it.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 12:29:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Severus Snape continued to speak. The lecture was a theoretical one. They weren't always having practical potion craft in this class. His eyes wandered over the class, but often dwelled beneath Nirvana's desk, lingering between her thighs. The other students seemed oblivious to this fact, either because they were under some sort of spell, or just because they weren't paying attention.<br><br>The potions master walked between the isle and desk sometimes when he spoke. He could stay in a spot for a moment, standing still to emphasize a point, then move onwards when a particular point had been made.<br><br>He stood a time behind Nirvana.<br><br>"The leaf of this plant must be rubbed vigorously to produce enough juice for the potion. The more, the better..."<br><br>He shifted behind her and pulled down his zipper. Freeing his big, throbbing cock, Snape pressed it against Nirvana's cheek, below her ear and towards her mouth.<br><br>Still, the other youths seemed not to realize what was happening.<br><br>"Use your tongue on it, Miss. Creyne." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 14:29:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"The leaf of this plant must be rubbed vigorously to produce enough juice for the potion. The more, the better..."<br><br>Nirvana almost laughed when he said those words, they couldn’t be a coincidence as her fingers traced around her clitoris and her slit grew moist. She felt the fabric of her underwear become damp and her breathing was heavier, though she didn’t moan with pleasure. <br><br>She was vaguely aware of where Snape moved to in the classroom, his presence was like a radiance of warmth and she fancied she could feel the heat from his body even at a distance. When he stood behind her, her heart contracted and she wanted him to kiss her, although in a room full of other students it wasn’t going to happen. Still, when Snape freed himself from his trousers and held his cock against her face, she jumped and looked about the room.<br><br>Everyone was still writing, some of the students with a glazed dull expression on their features at the boring task of just writing down whatever Snape said. Indeed one boy looked to almost be asleep and for a moment Nirvana wondered if Snape’s velvety yet droning voice had put some kind of spell on them. <br><br>The pressure at her cheek increased and she parted her lips as Snape’s cock slid towards them. She could smell him, a musky scent not unpleasant but interesting, and her tongue emerged to lick at the tip. It was so smooth, much smoother than she had anticipated and her tongue pressed against his cockhead, rubbing slightly as her fingers moved under her knickers and pressed into her very damp slit.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 15:14:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Severus cock was long and thick with bulging veins running along the length. In spite of its masculine appearance, the skin was silky smooth. It was protruding from his zipper, as Snape was still dressed. One handed rested on the back of Nirvana's head, guiding her.<br><br>He had stopped talking, yet somehow, somewhere in the distance, his voice kept droning on. The real Severus Snape on the other hand, gasped lightly at the feeling of the girl's tongue on his sensitive member.<br><br>Reaching down with his other hand, Snape cupped one of her big breasts. "Take it into your mouth, Miss Creyne. I think you'll find the art of pleasing a man coming quite natural to you. You have the lips for it. And the proper mind set."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 16:09:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nirvana groaned at the touch of Snape’s hand on her breast, caressing the flesh and causing her nipples to stiffen in pleasure. Her bra felt too tight as did her panties and she pulled the fabric against her very wet pussy, rubbing herself against it as Snape’s hand held her head still and his cock pressed further into her mouth. <br><br>Her lips closed over the end and she sucked slightly, it feeling like a strawberry in her mouth, a very smooth strawberry. She looked up at the Potions Master, wanting to see the effect she was having on him as her lips slid further down on the length of his shaft, her tongue pressing against the underside of his cockhead and just rubbing slightly.<br><br>Although her right hand was frantically trying to get herself off, the left reached up and cupped Snape’s firm left buttock, feeling the curve through his thick robes. She squeezed it a little and ran her hand to his hip which she pulled forward, forcing more of his large cock into her mouth. It felt degrading, but extremely arousing at the same time.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 10:47:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape's intense eyes were focused on the girl. When she looked up at him, his cock jerked in her mouth, as if the sight of her eyes was amazingly erotic. His face had never been very expressive, apart from that unyielding look of irritation and contempt. But it had given way to something different now, if not entirely. Pleasure.<br><br>He watched her suck him deeper, seeing how her lips were spread wider apart by the thickness of her shaft. He could see how her delicate tongue played with the sensitive underside, and he could feel how the wetness and warmth engulfed him more.<br><br>A part of him wanted to do more. He wanted to fuck her again. He wanted to do other perverse acts. She had such an amazing ass, didn't she? He could tie her up and fuck her any which way he'd like. And she'd want it. She wanted him.<br><br>For now, he remained where he was, letting her use her mouth. The only thing he did was open a few buttons on her shirt and shift his hand inside the fabric of her bra, lifting her breasts out and exposing them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 11:19:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl arched her back as Snape reached to unbutton her shirt, making it easier for him. It was cool, Snape didn’t seem to believe in heating his classroom, and her already erect nipple stiffened even moreso. She shivered slightly as his cool hands brushed her skin, making a muffled sound of pleasure and want. <br><br>Her eyes left his and traced down the line of buttons on the coat under his robes. She hadn’t seen him naked and wondered if she would as her head moved further and further forward. She wanted to see how much of him she could take into her mouth, her tongue pressing down to the base of his shaft. She breathed heavily through her nose and she thought her eyes would start watering soon. Gripping his hips with both of her hands she sucked as much of him as she could.<br><br>Nirvana’s lips were about two inches from the base of his erection when she pulled back, leaving it wet with her saliva and took a few ragged breaths. A line of clear spittle, perhaps mingled with a little precum, went from the tip of his cock to her lower lip and she licked it. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 15:38:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nirvana's attempt at taking him as deep as she could produced a rare smile on Snape's face. "Very good, Miss Creyne." He drew his huge glistening shaft over her face, then aimed the tip back between her lips and pushed inwards. He bucked his hips a few times, but left Nirvana in control of her oral act for the moment.<br><br>Somewhere in the distance there was a loud gasp. Ramona Lamento seemed to have gotten out of that strage trance and stared at Nirvana and Snape with as much surprise and horror as Voldemort himself had appeared before her.<br><br>Snape sighed, displeased with the fact that his magic hadn't worked perfectly. <br><br>"Bugger."<br><br>He whispered another incantation to transport Nirvana and himself back in time to that warm summer day when they were alone in the class room. "Don't stop. I'll deal with her. Later."<br><br>He leaned down again to pinch and play with Nirvana's nipples.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 16:17:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was heavenly, Snape’s attention was on her and she revelled in pleasuring the dark mannered Potions Master. She stopped long enough to give her aching jaw a short respite and get her breathing back before he guided his prick back towards her mouth and she serviced him again, his obvious enjoyment giving her more confidence in what she was doing.<br><br>However a shard of ice entered her belly when she heard a gasp that wasn’t Snape’s and she pulled away to see a Hufflepuff girl she didn’t really know gapping at them. Nirvana’s eyes widened in shock. There was no way on earth she could say ‘This isn’t what it looks like’. It was exactly what it looked like, the girl was sucking off a professor and had clearly enjoyed the act. <br><br>The whispered enchantment, and falling sensation as she and the professor were whisked back in time filled her for a moment, and she looked about the empty room again. Snape’s words meant to reassure her, and his hand of her breast felt good. He was still hard and she was wet, but she had been shaken by their discovery.<br><br>‘What’s going to happen?’ she asked, looking up into his black eyes. ‘If she tells, we’re done for.’<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 11:51:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape shook his head. "Don't worry. <em>Bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses</em>, remember?" He looked down at her, aiming the tip of his cock to her lips. "You have no idea what I'm capable of."<br><br>He continued playing with her breasts, kneading lightly, teasing the nipples. His other hand moved to Nirvana's cheek, stroking it lightly while putting a loose strand of hair behind her ear. It was a caring gesture, and a contrast to his sinister words.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 15:54:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She paused, still looking up at the Potions Master and the darkness in his expression even as he caressed her gently. She had been afraid of him as a young student, but as that gave way to a crush she stopped seeing it. Now it came flooding back to her, though tinged with something much darker than a fearful dislike of a cruel teacher. There was a blackness that she hadn't seen before, a feeling that Snape was a man who might have committed acts far more sinister than merely screwing a student.<br><br>Part of her wanted to know, and the other part shied away from it as she opened her mouth and took him into her again, sucking that soft flesh and moving down on him. He seemed to get harder in her mouth and she felt the now familiar jolt of nervous pleasure in her stomach just from being with him. Yes he was dangerous, he wanted to do things to her that should by rights send her fleeing, but wasn't that all the more, <em>exciting?</em><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>06-09-2010, 10:22:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The older sorcerer looked down to see his thick shaft sink in between those delicate pink lips again. It was dead quiet around them. Nirvana breathing through her nose. Snape's slow deep breaths were accentuated by the occasional slight gasp or erratic exhale. The loudest sound of all was the rythmic wet slurps of cock and mouth.<br><br>Snape kept Nirvana going for a long time, until there could be no doubt that her jaw would be aching and her mouth filled with the taste of him. His shaft was slick and wet, throbbing and pulsing as he was nearing release. He pulled out, letting the wet shaft slide over her lips and face. Then he started spurting white cum over her cheeks and nose and mouth and tongue.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>06-09-2010, 18:00:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nirvana gasped in surprise as he ejaculated over her, not expecting it. His cock looked incredibly erotic, so thick and glistening as it spurted and she opened her mouth instinctively to taste him, her tongue brushing over the tip. Her face was covered in his milky fluid, and her fingers buried deeply into her aching slit, thumb rubbing at her clit, trying to make herself come. <br><br>She moaned a little in frustration seeing Snape’s erection, feeling it rub over her face and wanting him in her, wanting him to do things to her that she wasn’t even sure about. She wanted to please him as much as she could. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 14:00:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape stood still, smaller tremors surged through his body a few times following the main, explosive sensation. His orgasm was prolonged by the amazingly erotic sight of his ejaculate over the girl's face. He kept sliding his shaft over her wet cheeks and lips, letting her taste him thoroughly, while he regained his senses. After a minute, her tongue on the sensitive head almost hurt. He pulled back and zipped up.<br><br>The tall sorcerer looked down at the girl. A caring, almost proud, look had taken over his features, followed by a half-smile. "That was very nice, Miss Creyne. Very...pleasurable." He grabbed a white, clean handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped her face with it. "We can't stay here for long. It's dangerous." <br><br>Once he had cleaned off most of it, he leaned in to kiss her lips, lingering for several long seconds. He stood back, moving to his desk and finally sitting down. "Meet me tonight."<br><br>Then the incantation was broken and they shifted back to their class in autumn. Almost all of the students were droning in their trance like state as they had before. Ramona Lamento seemed confused. One second she had seen the most horrifying sight, then a split second later Snape was behind his desk. She immediately doubted if it had ever happened. Snape would make sure she forgot it entirely.<br><br>The potions master continued speaking and the students slowly regained their senses as the class drew to an end. He gave Nirvana a more secret looks, lingering between her soft thighs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 12:39:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The rest of the day was spent in a mixture of feelings for the girl, mingled nerves, excitement and arousal made it difficult for her to concentrate on her schoolwork, and even Professor Flitwick had to reproach her for daydreaming during the Charms class. <br><br>Her mind kept returning the sight of Professor Snape’s cock, long and thick, rubbing over her mouth and lips. She could still taste him and her jaw still ached from where she had tried to take him in entirely and suck his length. Though he had wiped her clean with a handkerchief, she wanted to wash her face, feeling that anyone who looked at her would see a drop of Snape’s ejaculate somewhere on her. <br><br>As the day drew on, she found that arousal was the primary sensation, and she snuck off to the girls bathroom three times to masturbate. It didn’t stop her from touching herself in the bath later, after classes ended for the day. Lolling in the hot scented water, she fantasised about all the things she wanted the Potions Master to do with her. His kiss, both soft and gentle or hard and demanding made her lips tingle and her stomach knot. She stimulated her clit and nipples while she lay in the bath, but didn’t bring herself to orgasm. She wanted to be horny and wet for him when she saw him.<br><br>Glancing at the clock, she saw it was six-thirty and hauled herself out of the tub. She dried off quickly, brushing her washed hair and drying it in its usual longish shards. It was growing out and she thought she might braid it next summer. She took extra time selecting underwear, not knowing what the Professor would prefer. Something black and lacy seemed too seductive for her and so she picked out pale blue bra and panties and dressed in clean flared jeans and a shirt that was almost too tight across her chest. She made a mental note to ask the professor what he would like her to wear if he planned to have her often.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 12:56:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape dismissed the class, but made sure to see Ramona Lamento later on. When he found her and she looked into her eyes, she blushed with the realization that what she had seen might have been real. Her realization didn't last for long, as Snape made her take potion that extracted the memory from her mind. He didn't like having to employ such a drastic measure on a student, but it had been necessary.<br><br>The rest of the day proceeded as usual. Snape had another class later in the day, the rest of his time was spent on his personal projects. Often, his attention was drawn to that beautiful pale, blonde girl; Nirvana Creyne. She had satisfied him for a while, but arousal soon took hold of him again. He realized he would need her often.<br><br>When evening came, a little white mouse found Nirvana in her room. It climbed on top of a desk and over the top of the ornamented mirror. It sniffed and looked around, as if to make sure no one else were here. Then it spoke.<br><br>"There is a secret door behind the painting of Gremulon Grimm next to the southwest dungeon cellar door. Knock two times three to enter."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 09:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl watched the mouse scamper away, vaguely hoping it wouldn’t run into Mrs Norris in the corridors and become a snack for the lamp-eyed cat. The south-west dungeon meant that only Snape could have summoned her and she felt the flutter of excitement as she checked her appearance in the large mirror. The other girls had called her fat, their lithe bodies different from Nirvana’s ripe curves. In her Muggle clothes she looked less like a student and more like a young woman. <br><br>Her gaze went to the wardrobe in which she kept her meagre amount of Muggle clothing, thinking of the dress she had bought for the Yule Ball this year. Would the Professor be there? He had been called upon to perform chaperone duties before now, which usually amounted to finding students in compromising positions before they got too hot under the collar. She wouldn’t be able to dance with him of course, but she wanted him to see her in the expensive gown. <br><br>Smoothing her hair and applying a small touch of gloss to her lip, she picked up a few books to give the impression that she was going to study late in the library and headed towards the dungeon. She found the portrait of Grimm, the disapproving gaze of the old wizard flowing her as she knocked the door in the rhythm the mouse had told her. The door swung open on a well-oiled hinge and she stepped into the room beyond.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 11:36:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gremulon Grimm looked bored up until the moment when someone knocked. When he realized someone was about to use the secret passage, he looked conspiratorically over his shoulders, then nodded. It was safe to enter. As soon as Nirvana was safely behind him and the door closed, he twisted his moustache and resumed his careless positure.<br><br>The secret corridor was longwinding and sloped down at first, then up again. It parted at one point, continuing forwards as well as taking a right. From the right corridor there was a warm light escaping from half-open door, just a few steps down. Inside, Severus Snape was waiting.<br><br>The tall, dark sorcerer raised one eyebrow at the sight of Nirvana. Judging from his expression, it was hard to say if it was in approval or disapproval. He sat back against a heavy table, hands folded underneath black robes. There was a bag on the table that looked like something a country doctor would carry around. It was closed.<br><br>"Stop...right there." Snape said. "Turn around, then stand still."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 19:05:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His dark expression caused the now familiar sensations of melting desire and icy dread to wash over the woman and she flicked her grey gaze to the leather bag, making him look like a sort of sexy Jack the Ripper. Any hope he would smile at her was dashed though at the same time the constant expression of near disapproval flowing into outright disdain was so very attractive. <br><br><em>Women love bad boys</em>, she thought as she nodded slightly at his command and turned around.<br><br>The walls were lined with his personal effects, books mostly, but other interesting odds and ends which give the room a strangely cluttered yet astringently neat appearance. Everything seemed to be placed just so, not thrown about with the random chaos one might find in a teenager’s room.<br><br>The rustle of fabric behind her as the Potion’s Master occasionally stirred made her want to turn to look at what he was doing, but she had been told not to, and while she liked him dangerous, the memory of his expression when she had been discovered brewing the philtre made her more wary about obeying his instructions. The sound of her breathing and beat of her heart filled her ears in the silence as she waited in anticipation. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 11:29:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape walked towards Nirvana, stopping right behind her. He put a hand on her neck, pushing her forward so that her round bottom was on display at the back. Long, strong fingers moved over the denim material, following the seam downwards in between her thighs.<br><br>"Warm..." he commented. "Without a doubt...quite wet as well."<br><br>She was such a sexual creature. Yet his attraction to her was not merely sexual, he was beginning to understand that. Severus circled to the front of Nirvana, looking down at her face. With the much shorter girl bent over, her face was at a line with his crotch. He remembered vividly how she had pleased him with her mouth before.<br><br>"Come. Sit with me." He took her hand and led her to a bed at the side of the room. It was not very large and quite firm. Snape sat and made Nirvana sit next to him. He took her hand and leaned in to whisper in her ear. His lips brushed against her cheek.<br><br>"I will have you tonight. All night."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 12:18:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nirvana’s eyes closed in languorous delight as his mouth brushed her face and she turned hers slightly so the tip of her nose and her lips caressed his cheek. She could smell his warm skin, feel the heat of his body through his thick robes and the tickle of his longish hair on her neck. His breath smelt of pumpkin juice and was also a warm caress at her ear.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Her gaze was half-lidded as she nuzzled her way to his mouth, her kiss light and cool, though warming under his lips. Her heart beat with rapid desire and emotion and she placed her hands on his chest, fingers curling slightly into the rough fabric like a kitten treading at a warm soft spot to sleep. Her lips parted and she touched her tongue to a point between his, silently urging him to reciprocate the gesture.<br><br>The spot between her thighs where he touched her was thrumming with a gathering urgent lust making her damp as he said, and eager for his attention. She looked at him under the sweep of her lashes. He was so attractive, so dark and seductive, his voice like chocolate-covered velvet. The acne-ridden youths who were her natural partners in such activities just couldn’t compare. They weren’t even close. <br><br>‘Professor, sir, Severus’ she whispered against his mouth.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 12:29:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nirvana."<br><br>Snape returned the kiss. The tip of his tongue reached out to find hers. He put his hand on her arms, just below the shoulders, pulling her closer like the leading man in a 1940's movie. The kisses shifted about to include her cheeks, chin and neck, but returning to her lips every so often.<br><br>The fireplace nearby glowed weakly with red embers. Then without any visible action on Snapes' part it grew in intensity, until it was a furnace of radiant heat. The orange and red flames were reflected in the pupils of Snape's eyes.<br><br>"Undress me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 13:35:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The kisses waxed and blossomed into something more desperate as his fingers dug into her upper arms, hurting slightly but adding fuel to her passion. When his mouth kissed and nuzzled her throat she gave little moans of pleasure, the lips brushing her highly sensitive skin. She was on the verge of begging for him to bite her when he spoke, bringing her out the revelry of damp lust.<br><br>The flaring firelight turned her fair skin to a warm peach tone and but notes of cream into her hair. In the flickering illumination her eyes were dark her pupils dilated to drink in the sight of the Potion’s Master.<br><br>She drew back to look at him, his black eyes filled with amber flames from the hearth, like some kind of abyssal being. Without a word she slid her hands up the fabric of Snape’s robes reaching the neckline and pushing them off his broad shoulders and down his arms. The frock coat he wore underneath had about a million tiny buttons and she patiently undid them one after the other. <br><br>Opening the front of his coat, she reached for the knot of black silk at his throat and pulled at a loop to loosen the cravat, slipping the ends out with a whisper and pulling the garment slowly from around his neck. Her eyes burned into his as she removed his clothing, piece by piece. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 14:34:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Strangely, Snape felt comfortable about his increasing nakedness in front of Nirvana. He was not a young man, but fit for his age. Even so there was a sea of years between the two of them. Snape watched Nirvana as she undressed him, patiently. He helped where it was needed, raising his body.<br><br>There was something good to be said about having sex clothed. Their previous trysts had been quick. Now, he was going to take more time at this and wanted them to be naked. Perhaps some other occasion, he could have Nirvana wear something...special. Entirely naked, Snape watched Nirvana's face as she watched him. He was hard for her; thick and throbbing.<br><br>"My turn." Snape proceeded slowly undressing the young girl.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 15:07:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was something dark on Snape’s inner left forearm, she noticed it as she removed his shirt. In the wan light she thought it was some kind of bruise and paid it no further heed as the Potion Master began to strip her clothing. <br><br>Like him she moved to allow easier access to her body, lying back on the bed when he had removed her shirt and started on her jeans. She arched her back lifting her arse off the mattress as he tugged the garment down her hips and legs, kicking off her footwear so Snape could strip her jeans from her. Her bra followed, the cooler air of the dungeon and her arousal stiffening her nipples into suckable points. <br><br>Her fingers felt the coverlet beneath her as Snape removed her underwear, and she drew sharp breaths when his fingers brushed her skin. The bed was firm, bordering on hard, and narrower than a double though there was enough room for them both to lie on it. A single man’s bed, one who didn’t expect to be entertaining lovers often enough bother with a large sleeping area. <br><br>When she was nude she reached for him, wanting to touch his body, desire overriding the awkward nervousness the man instilled in anyone he came into contact with, regardless of their age.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 15:42:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The two were on their knees in the bed. Nirvana's big, soft breasts felt wonderful against Snape's manly chest. His cock stood hard against her tummy. His long, dark hair was a stark contrast to his pale skin. His hands slid down along Nirvana's back and across her bottom. He kneaded her ass cheeks firmly. <br><br>A long finger eased downwards between them, finding her most forbidden passage. The slight bit of pressure he put against it, would tell her that he had intentions in that direction this night. He didn't push it inside yet. Instead he turned his attention to those magnificent breasts. Snape thought he could kiss and suck on them for hours.<br><br>Hungrily, he bent her back and took a nipple into his mouth.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 19:47:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nirvana froze as Snape’s finger touched her there, her eyes widening in surprise and mild emotional discomfort as the tip pressed against her sensitive flesh. That was dirty she thought, not like the kisses he pressed to her thigh and wet sex, she had been naive and childish to think that was distasteful, but this certainly was. Surely only perverts touched each other there. <br><br>Any words of protest she was about to make rushed out of her mouth in a sigh of pleasure as his mouth found her right breast, his tongue dancing over her nipple and stimulating her further. The bud hardened in his mouth and she pressed herself against him, her head going back, her lips parted.<br><br>‘Severus...’ She breathed, her hands sliding up his naked back, finding a few puzzling old scars on his flesh, before her fingers tangled in his hair. ‘Oh Severus... ‘ <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>28-03-2011, 12:52:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Severus noticed her reaction to his touches on her back entrance. She was obviously not accustomed to that notion, but he was going to persuade her. Her ass was just too lovely not to include that activity in their repertoire.<br><br>Meanwhile, Snape concentrated on her breasts. He moved from one to the other and back again. He went from light and gentle to passionate and forceful to gentle again. He sucked on the breasts and nipples. His tongue swirled around them and he blew softly. He bit them, lightly.<br><br>One hand remained on Nirvana's mound, his middle finger pressing into her sex. Soon, he was fucking her fast with it. Eventually, he eased himself lower and licked his way from breasts and across her soft tummy. He was going to pleasure her with his mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>28-03-2011, 13:17:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As his finger found her sex she eased more, her passage damp and welcoming. The tip of the digit curled inwards a little with his motions, pressing into the patch of ever so slightly rougher flesh that made up her g-spot and the gesture had her whimpering with lust. Her left hand grasped his shoulder with bruising force as his mouth kissed slowly downwards, leaving her breasts red where it had been. With a little urging she lay back, watching the dark-haired man move lower and lower.<br><br>She stretched her arms up, feeling the wooden bars of his headboard and curling her fingers around them as his mouth brushed her mound. She wanted to look into his eyes as he pleased her with his tongue but the sensations caused her to close her eyes and tilt her head, the small of her back leaving the bed when a particularly pleasurable jolt ran through her. <br><br>Her mind wandered, pondering how many other witches had succumbed to his caresses, how many had actually cared to. He had experience, that was very, very clear. His skill made her absolutely in his control and she turned and moaned under his touch. She wanted to know more about him, wanted to know all of him, especially the dark parts. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 09:29:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It might have been magic or just a natural illusion, but Snape's act of pleasuring felt as if his very mouth and tongue had transformed into some snake with preternatural length and dexterity. He had started gentle, with soft kisses on inner thighs and careful licks over her outer lips. They grew slowly in intensity, pushing deeper into her slit and finding her hooded clitoris and entering her tight vaginal passage.<br><br>His fingers dug into her thighs. Dark eyes looked up along her upper body, watching her chest as it rose with every breath. His eyes only dipped below her mound when his tongue went low enough to almost graze her rear again.<br><br>The taste of pure sex fueled his own lust and passion, but he was a patient man (in spite of impatience so often gracing his facial expression). Snape was focused on pleasuring Nirvana for now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 13:32:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It hurt where he grasped the soft flesh of her thighs like that, his fingers digging in with enough force to leave marks was a testament to the man’s physical strength and made Nirvana tremble with delight. She was not normally a girlie girl, prided herself on avoiding the usual dribble that her peers spouted about boys, or make-up, or clothes. She even dressed slightly boyish. Though now she felt like one of those silly swooning bitches in romance novels, her inner tom boy giving way to a sense of wanting to be possessed, held down, overpowered. <br><br><em>There must be something wrong with me</em>, she thought as she lay panting and mewling with pleasure as she twisted about on Snape’s tongue, sensual as a well-loved kitten. Her hand snaked down to tangle her fingers into his hair again as he worked his mouth over her delicate flesh. <br><br><em>I’m weird, sick inside. Normal girls don’t want to be hurt or dominated. </em><br><br>A particularly powerful sensation washed over her and she was bordering on orgasm as the Potions Master went lower and lower. <br><br><em>Hurt me, but love me as well... Merlin, this is twisted.</em> <br><br>Her eyes opened to see his glint at her before he dipped his head to her flesh again, and her climax came swiftly and powerfully. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 14:35:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape stood up on his knees the moment Nirvana climaxed. He loomed over her, with his hair wilder about his shoulder than it had been before. He had the eyes of a predator now. His cock stood long and thick and hard, throbbing and aching for stimulation.<br><br>One hand reached suddenly to the side, as if grasping something invisible. At the same moment, the doctor bag flew through the air to find his hand. He put it down on the bed next to him, saying nothing while Nirvana's orgasm waned.<br><br>The sorcerer opened it and retrieved some kind of leather straps with metal rings. Snape obviously had a plan with them.<br><br>He dropped over her, coming face to face with the much younger girl and he kissed her. At the same time. His hands found hers and he strapped one of the leather bands around a wrist. Easily, he tugged it down her back, followed by the other. Then the two hands were strapped together.<br><br>"I think you need to be punished. A little more discipline is called for."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 15:03:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The audible click of her tongue as it touched the roof of her dry mouth when she swallowed gave away her sudden rising fear when she saw what came out of the bag. In the peaceful bliss she felt after her orgasm, the edge of lust had been taken off and her eagerness to be hurt was clouded with doubt. <em>What’s he going to do with me?</em><br><br>Her expression was an open and un-candid, showing her thoughts clearly etched across her face in a range of emotions from intense nerves to aching want again as he lay with his face close to hers, kissing her lightly while the stab of his erection pressed into the side of her thigh. Passion and fear mingled into a delicious stew of feelings surging up when the cold leather bit into her wrists.<br><br>She fought an urge to tug her hands away from him, hushing down the frightened part of her psyche as Snape bound her wrists together, all while kissing her. Nirvana could taste herself on his lips and perversely licked at his clever tongue as he drew away from her mouth to speak.<br><br>‘P... punished?’ the girl whispered. ‘Why?’ the last word barely more than a breath.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 15:11:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you and I both know what you have done." Snape obviously still referred to her attempt at at concocting a love potion to lure him into having romantic feelings for her. "Futhermore, you just reached sexual climax without asking permission. That sort of behavior needs to be addressed."<br><br>Snape moved higher until he was standing with one knee on each side of Nirvana's chest. He lowered himself and pushed his cock down between the two big breasts and pressed them together with his hands. Slowly, he started moving back and forth, going so high that the tip of his cock neared Nirvana's chin.<br><br>He didn't seem to worry about the fact that it would be a little painful to lie on top of her own arms and hands like that. Whenever he stopped fucking her breasts, he slapped them with his cock or rubbed the head against a nipple, smearing wet streaks of precum over them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 23:06:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl flushed, heat rising to her skin to make it pink and warm with embarrassment. She had hoped that the incident with the philtre had been forgiven if not forgotten, or perhaps understood. She gambled on Snape at least sympathising with her actions, surely he must have had feelings towards women that were not reciprocated in the past? The low-level of ridicule aimed towards him by the other students was ongoing and of such a theme. That he was greasy, unpleasant, unattractive, probably a virgin. <br><br><em>Yeah, right.</em><br><br>‘I didn’t know I had to ask...’ she started but stopped when his weight came down on top of her. He was mostly slim, with well defined arms but hardly bulging with muscle, yet he felt heavy to her and the leather bit into her skin, hurting. She wasn’t certain what he was going to do but went a darker red when he held her breasts about his erection and moved between them.<br><br>She closed her eyes, not wanting to see, not wanting to be a part of this. She felt humiliated, used and didn’t like it. Instead of crying and feeling nervous she was angry, the set of her jaw and a small muscle tic at the corner of her mouth expressed this far better than her words could. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>30-03-2011, 13:44:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Severus Snape pushed his thick cock between the girl's big breasts, with increasing speed and natural lubrication. While holding her breasts, his fingers squeezed her nipples as well.<br><br>He stopped eventually, shifting forward with his knees to let his hard shaft fall across her face instead. He let the big cock slide over her lips and stroke across her cheeks. A hand moved down to take her by the hair in her neck and lifting her head up. The way he started pushing the big head of his cock into her mouth left little doubt to what he wanted from her.<br><br>"Now, you know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>30-03-2011, 14:09:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nirvana’s position meant that she couldn’t deny his request, though now she wanted to. She was still angry, an expression centred in her dark eyes and the slight line between her brows as he pushed himself into her mouth. The strange taste was now becoming familiar to her, and she placed her tongue hard against the tip to prevent him from forcing his way down her throat and choking her. <br><br>Her tongue slipped over the very smooth skin of his cock, warm and stimulating and the pulse of his organ tickled her way down between her thighs. She was becoming aroused again but didn’t want to be, the angst she was experiencing more than common teenaged hormones could provide. She liked him. She didn’t like him. She wanted him. She didn’t want him. It was turmoil!<br><br>She looked into his eyes, wanting to see something there, even she didn’t know what it was. Her lips parted further over the flesh and she sucked him, her tongue pressing against the underside of his erection.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>30-03-2011, 14:33:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape had been forceful in the way he had tied Nirvana's hands and dominating in the way he had taken this position, but he didn't push more of his cock into her mouth than she could easily handle. It was obvious he enjoyed the visual aspect of seeing her tongue and lips on his shaft rather than getting deep with as much sensation as possible.<br><br>When he slipped out of her mouth, his shaft left wet trails over his face. He stuck it back inside, making a bulge on her cheek. He looked down at her, the initial hardness in his eyes just a little tempered. "You look absolutely stunning..."<br><br>His grip on her neck tightened. "So...very beautiful."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>30-03-2011, 15:09:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wanted to tell him that she looked even better over his desk with him inside her but her mouth was full and she didn’t want to drool. It was hard to actually suckle on him with his cock pressed into her cheek but her tongue worked over it as much as she could, feeling the so very smooth skin and prominent veins under her careful attention.<br><br>Her eyes were locked to his, the pupils large in the soft light with only a thin band of grey around them. She breathed through her nose, loud in the mostly silent chamber, her desire rising again as she squirmed slightly under his body. <br><br>Pulling her head back as much as the pressure of his hand would allow, she licked at a line of precum that went from the end of his cock to her full lower lip.<br><br>‘Yes, I know to ask now. For everything.’ <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>31-03-2011, 13:43:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape shivered with pleasure. He pulled away and leaned down to kiss Nirvana's wet lips. She tasted of him and he tasted of her. <br><br>He rolled her around and looked down at her pale naked body with her hands strapped to her back. Fingers trailed down her spine, following the curve of her bottom. He landed a hard smack on one round cheek, sending ripples across the soft flesh.<br><br>Standing on his knees, Snape lowered himself. He opened her pussy for himself with his fingers while he pushed to find her entrance. When he was there, he sank into her depths in one long, slow, steady thrust.<br><br>His lips were at her ear. "Do you still love me, miss Creyne?" His voice was full of the usual impatient arrogance, expecting her feelings to have changed now that she had seen more of his darker sides.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>31-03-2011, 15:10:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her breath left her body in a rush as Snape entered her, eyes heavily lidded as she stared unseeingly at his bedding. The position was not comfortable, her shoulders were aching from where her arms were pulled back and her chin was pressed into the pillow to prevent her from lying flat-faced on the bed. Her body welcomed him eagerly, drawing him inside the warm depths.<br><br>Nirvana’s skin was covered with gooseflesh, both the coolness of the chamber and from the stroke down her spine, but Snape’s body seemed to be lit from within with its own furnace and his flesh felt hot on her body. Although she couldn’t draw herself up on her knees, she lifted her hips off the bed as high as possible to push back against his thrust, wanting all of him in her.<br><br>She turned her head slightly, her cheek resting on the pillow, lips parted as the man whispered into her ear. ‘Yes, yes I do...’ <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>31-03-2011, 15:27:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A gasp escaped Severus' lips, either from her response or from the mere physical sensations. He tightened a grip on Nirvana's hair, lifting her head up from the pillow. "You might not...when this night is over."<br><br>Snape rocked his hips against Nirvana, fucking her steadily at a moderate pace. He went deep in her, raining kisses and playful bites over her ear, neck and shoulder. For a moment he would increase his pace tremendously before slowing again.<br><br>His thighs shifted along hers. Snape had never felt anything so soft against his skin. He couldn't imagine how skin could be so delicate. He was almost carried away with the sensations, but manage to slow down again. He had things he wanted to do.<br><br>Remaining inside her, rocking slowly, Snape stood on his knees and raised his upper body, so that he didn't have to use his arm to keep himself up. He reached for the little bag and retrieved a jar. He opened the led and scooped a healthy dose of the lubricant on two fingers, before putting it away and applying the slick substance to Nirvana's rear entrance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>31-03-2011, 15:58:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She bit her lip as he touched her there again, fully understanding his intention but not really wanting to. Her sense of girlish prudishness was horrified by the notion, but had he really hurt her yet? Oh yes, the spanking had hurt, but in a good way, and he hadn’t damaged her, only teased and delightfully tortured. <br><br>His fingers in her hair was painfully pleasurable, even the leather restraints seemed to heighten her arousal rather than deter from it. She closed her eyes and submitted to his desires, as if she was shedding her outer demeanour and becoming truer to herself. If she had knowledge and understanding of the word masochist, she would have indentified completely.&nbsp; <br><br>‘Oh’? she asked. ‘Why? Are you trying to put me off?’ She gasped as his finger traced her delicate flesh. ‘Because it isn’t working’.&nbsp; Privately she was amazed at the confident tone she managed to summon, but it was strange, she felt more confident, more aware of her desires.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>01-04-2011, 15:37:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well lubricated, Snape started stuffing a finger into Nirvana's ass. With his cock remaining inside her pussy for now, it was easiest using his thumb. He was going to take his time getting her ready for him.<br><br>"No." Snape took a deep breath while another pleasurable wave surged through him. "It's just my impression that a lot of girls would be put off...by the things I crave. Prim and proper girls. I was afraid you might be one of them. I think I might have been wrong. I hope I was."<br><br>He fucked her firmly with his cock and his thumb. "I think you're going to enjoy getting my hard cock up your lovely bum."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>01-04-2011, 18:28:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn’t painful, not like she expected it to be, but it did feel uncomfortable and her body tensed as his digit slid into her body, resisting further entry. Her breathing was hard and she felt the muscles of her back had stiffened as well. Calming herself down, she willed her body to relax. It would be much easier if could, and Snape’s thumb slipped in further. The sensation of being stimulated by his thumb and his cock was strange but not unpleasant, and she groaned his name softly into the pillow as he moved faster in her. <br><br>‘Severus... Oh... love me... f...fuck me’.&nbsp; <br><br>Her fingers clasped and unclasped, frustrated with being unable to grasp the bedding and push back onto him as she sighed and gasped and twisted about, on a rack of unfulfilled desire for the dark man. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 10:51:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Severus Snape gave her wet sex a few more hard thrusts before he pulled his cock out. It slapped wet and heavily against Nirvana's ass. Adding more lubrication to his own shaft, he aimed the head against her anal passage. The thick shaft arched slightly from the preassure before it started making it's way into her.<br><br>"I <em>am</em> in love with you, you know." Severus confided.<br><br>He held one hand on her hip and the other on his own shaft to steady the way. He pushed slowly...very slowly - watching her ass stretching to accommodate him. There was certainly some pain involved. Snape made sure it was as little as possible.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 21:06:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				‘Because I want you to do these things to me, or in spite of them?’ <br><br>The girl gritted her teeth when she felt him nudge at her rear, tensing again and making his entry into her sore. It was a high sharp pain that seemed to come more from an area at the base of her spine rather than an abrasive ache and she gasped with the intensity of it. She remained perfectly still, glad he was going slowly into her, letting her get accustomed to such a strange sensation.<br><br>As the minutes passed, the pain mellowed into a feeling of heat and a peculiar discomfort. Her body seemed to draw him in rather than resist him as he pushed forward a little more, but she didn’t see how anyone enjoyed it, anyone on the receiving end that is. She bit her lip hard as more of him slid in suddenly, her hands pulling against the leather cuffs and her stomach rising slightly off the bed to barely touch Snape with her sweaty back.<br><br>‘That hurts’. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 10:33:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Either. Both." Snape mumbled. "I don't know."<br><br>He pushed a little harder and deeper before he pulled out a little. Having gone about halfway inside her with the length of his shaft, it was enough to start thrusting. "I know. But you're tough girl." He reached down to pull on the hair in her neck again, tugging her head back. "You like a little pain, don't you?"<br><br>Severus fucked the much younger girl in the ass, harder and faster. His hands slid down her curvaceous body; over her soft, sweaty skin and digging into her flesh. He slapped her round ass cheeks several times, obviously not at all afraid of being too rough.<br><br>He kissed and bit on her neck and ear. His breath growing harder and erratic. Moans and growls escaped his lips. Then, when he roared loudly, the fireplace and candles roared in response, growing in heat and intensity.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 10:59:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				‘Yes’ she breathed, the word leaving her rush of air which turned into a mewling hiss of pleasurable pain. Her eyes closed in ecstasy as his teeth nipped her throat, the ache in her rear a dull burning sensation mingled with threads of exquisite delight. <br><br>Her skin was far more sensitive than the girl could remember. She felt the tickle of Snape’s long hair on her cheek and neck as he nibbled at her, the pulse in his hands when he stroked her.<br><br>She loved his hands. Sensitive, long-fingered, beautiful to her way of thinking, and she gasped when they pulled through her hair, jerking her head back and inadvertently causing her to slide further down on his cock. <br><br>‘Oh yes. Hurt me, love me’. His desire giving her the confidence to voice her own. <br><br>Nirvana pulled on the cuffs, her wrists sliding against the stiff leather but they were too tight for her to slip her hands out. ‘Let me touch you, please.’ <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 12:50:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the heat of the moment, Snape gave no indication that he had heard Nirvana at all. He continued to pound into her, with growing intensity. By now, the full length of his big cock was driven into her to the root with each thrust.<br><br>He growled angrily, slowing down as he was on the verge of an orgasm. He had no intention of climaxing now, and edged himself by going slower. Finally, he removed the leather straps on her wrists and pulled out to push Nirvana over on her back.<br><br>Snape lifted her legs up. His strong hands held her by the thighs just underneath the back of her knees. He aimed his cock back to her ass and pushed it all the way back inside. Her hands were free to do what she wanted now.<br><br>Face to face, Severus Snape looked into the eyes of Nirvana Crayne while he continued fucking her in the ass. The act was so intimate, almost perverted, and such a stark contrast to the love in his eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 16:23:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It felt more perverse to be actually staring at the man while he did these things to her, no illusion of modesty on her features, only the absolute naked desire in her eyes. She lifted her face to brush against his, the tip of her smallish nose tracing a line across his cheek, her lips following as she put her hands on his abdomen.<br><br>His skin was so hot, burning to the touch and she dipped her head to kiss his collarbone as her hands explored his bare flesh, tracing over the muscles of his chest and across his back as he thrust into her. It felt better with him on top of her, his pubic bone pressed against her sex, rubbing and stimulating her. A particularly deep thrust had her gasping with unexpected pleasure and she put her arms about his shoulders, wanting to feel his weight on her. <br><br>‘I’m going to... I think I’m going to, you’d better stop or I’ll come’, she said, sounding rather surprised at herself for enjoying his perversions. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>13-04-2011, 13:12:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not. Yet." Snape growled.<br><br>He put more of his weight on the girl underneath him, grinding against her. Her kisses left little cold spots in his shoulders. He bent his head to the point where his forehead was against hers. He had let go of her thighs by now. Her legs could easily wrap around him or rest on his arms.<br><br>He slowed down for a while, almost to a stop, hoping it would keep himself from climaxing. Maybe her too. It was futile. Soon, Snape realized he was going to cum no matter what he did.<br><br>With that, he abruptly increased the pace to a wild fury - feeling his spine starting to produce that wonderful, familiar sensation.<br><br>"Now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>13-04-2011, 13:48:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nirvana also growled, though hers was from sheer sexual frustration as she attempted to reign in her climax. She managed to change her position slightly to avoid the direct stimulation on her clitoris, but when Snape let go of her thighs she wrapped them about his waist almost without thinking, and that made it worse.<br><br>She was getting closer to the edge, even though he slowed right down. The sensation was just too much and she bit her lip hard as his forehead pressed against hers, looking into his eyes and seeing herself reflected in them. <br><br><em>My teacher’s shagging my arse, and I like it.</em> <br><br>The thought tipped her over a second before Snape spoke and she felt the flooding pulsating waves of pleasure start from her sex and wash over her body. It was, intense, heavenly, unlike anything she’d experienced before and she was no stranger to self-stimulation. Her stomach muscles seemed to cramp with the heat of her orgasm and she couldn’t cry out, only whimper and gasp.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>13-04-2011, 14:09:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Severus Snape cried out when he came. His frantic thrusts changed into hard, deep ones as his cock shot a massive load of cum up Nirvana's wonderful ass. Halfway through his orgasm, he held his cock still inside her, buried fully. He bent enough that he could bury his face in her big, soft breasts and suck hard on her wonderful, erect nipples.<br><br>He shuddered several times as the orgasm waxed and waned. Finally, he pulled out of her, painfully numb and sensitive at the same time and rolled over on his back next to her. He was panting.<br><br>"Mother of Mercy!" He looked up at the ceiling first, then turned his head to Nirvana, displaying a rare smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>13-04-2011, 17:28:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes were fixed to the ceiling of Snape’s room, lips parted, her chest rose and fell with the rhythm of her breathing. She felt dreamy and unfocused, her body was sore but satisfied, her backside burning now the pleasure was fading and she winced slightly as she shifted. The fire still glowed and the candles gave off some heat, but the autumn air was cool and the girl shivered a little as her body lost its heat from the sex. <br><br>‘Wow’ she said, and turned her head to look at the dark-haired man beside her. His rare smile was infectious and she responded with one of her own, lifting her fingers to brush her knuckles over the skin of his chest. She was in love, infatuated, obsessed, all three. She supposed it might still be ‘only’ a crush, but he filled her thoughts as well as her body.<br><br>The bed creaked as she rolled over onto her side to look at him, trailing her fingers over his chest, collarbone, shoulder, down his left arm...<br><br>She stopped suddenly, the tips of her fingers a few inches from a pattern inked into his flesh, a serpent entwined around a skull, a tattoo of a mark. <em>His</em> mark. Nirvana froze, her skin icy as her eyes travelled up his body to his face, the unspoken accusation on her features. <br><br><em>You’re a Death Eater...</em>&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 13:08:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One of Snape's usual expressions glaced his face. He looked down at the mark on his arm, then over at Nirvana. Her naked body was so intoxicating that he felt another surge of lust grab hold of him. But he wasn't quite ready yet.<br><br>"It was a mistake." Snape said, adding "The mark. Not you. It does not define who or what I am. I am what I am irregardless of this." His thoughts immediately went to <em>her</em>. <em>She</em> had been quite different than Nirvana, yet they were alike as well.<br><br>"I want you to kiss me again."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 13:27:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wanted to kiss him too, her cool fingers lightly pressing into the flesh of his arm just above the tattoo that she couldn’t stop staring at. She momentarily thought about touching it, but something, a vague memory from a book or a lesson perhaps, made her think it was a bad idea. <em>Anything</em> connected to <em>him</em> was a bad idea. But did that mean Snape was as well? <br><br><em>On come on, you’re not really surprised he’s a Dark Wizard are you? He’s practically a stereotype for the Dark Arts, and is immortal enough to have sex with you despite being twice your age and a professor.</em> <br><br>Perhaps she was less like Lily Evans that Snape thought, for the idea of Snape immersing himself in the Dark Arts didn’t repel her. It was kind of, <em>exciting</em>. But there was something she wanted to know first.<br><br>‘Have you ever killed anyone?’ <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 14:04:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape sighed. It was obvious he felt uncomfortable discussing this. "There was a war, you know. Many wizards died. On both sides."<br><br>He realized that Nirvana was barely born at that time and made a single chuckle through his nose. "The world is not a simple place, especially not for a wizard. To defend yourself against the dark arts you must learn to understand them. You must live, breathe and become them."<br><br>He put his hand on Nirvana's ass. "One thing is for certain. Dark wizards have better sex. Their depravities are not muffled and gagged by morals and so-called decency. Although gags are often employed..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 14:50:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His avoidance of a direct answer was as much an admission to her question, or that was how she understood it. It put things into some sort of perspective and the girl almost laughed at the seemingly childish concerns of her peers and their boy troubles. Sex with a murderer. It wasn’t something that the girls who mocked her would ever likely have to worry about. Did it change how she felt about him? <br><br><em>No. I still want him as a lover. More than ever.</em> <br><br>His fingers moved up his arm rather than down towards the tattoo and she curled them about the back of his neck while leaning in to press her lips to throat. She kissed up his neck to his jawline and ear. <br><br>‘Teach me.’<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 15:07:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His lip curled in what could be mistaken for his usual disgust, but it was a smile. "I will, Miss Creyne. I will teach you a lot of things." He took her other hand and held it quite forcefully, before gently aiding it downwards to where his cock was going erect again. Then, letting go of her wrist, he put his fingers on her cheeks, lightly pressing inwards to make her pout more than natural. With her lips parted like that, he pressed his own lips into a kiss.<br><br>"Your first lesson..." He spoke in a slight pause in the kiss. "starts tonight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>20-04-2011, 12:22:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nirvana needed little encouragement to touch the Potions Master again, her fingers eagerly tracing down the furred line of his stomach which lead to the tangle of dark hair and firm flesh. Her tongue touched his, soft and moist and with gentle teasing before she sucked and nibbled lightly on his lower lip. The room was redolent with the scent of sex, but he still had his own unique musk and she inhaled it deeply, of warm skin and the slightly sweet/spicy smell of the various spell and potion ingredients he used. She loved it. <br><br>‘ I love you and the things you do.’ It sounded like the lyrics to a song, but she wasn’t sure, and her lip curved up in a brief smile as her fingers curled around the base of Severus’s budding erection. His skin was smooth and warm, and she fancied she could feel the pulse of his veins. Squeezing slightly, she stroked her hand up and down.<br><br>‘I’m sorry I tried to, you know, bewitch you, literally.’&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>20-04-2011, 14:39:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not sure you would have succeeded...with the potion. For your sex, I have no defense." Snape whispered. The pleasure she gave him made him mellow and sedate. With his initial lust quenched, he was a lot more patient. He was quite hard in her hand though.<br><br>Snape put his hand on one of her big, natural breasts. "I love your curves. I didn't know they came in girls...your age." Feeling the nipple harden, he started playing with it. Letting it roll between his fingers and pulling lightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>21-04-2011, 13:32:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				‘Celeste says I’m fat’ she replied, her eyes narrowing and usually pleasant features becoming rather more like Snape’s in their bitter annoyance. She wasn’t a lithe girl by any stretch of the imagination, but neither was she plump. Her “fatness” was really just large breasts and hips, giving her a classic hourglass frame which was less common amongst her beanpole shaped peers. ‘Besides, I’m the only girl in a family with three brothers, I got all the boob genes.’ <br><br>Her hand stroked slowly down to his testicles, just feeling them as she’d not really explored his body yet. As she touched him her lips pressed against his, moving to plant little brief kisses over the lower half of his face, chin, and throat.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 14:47:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Severus Snape couldn't help but smile at that. He hoped there was something like 'boob genes'. He knew for a fact that magic affinities could be passed from parent to child, but also that it could appear spontaniously in a family where it hadn't been before.<br><br>The hand on his balls made him give a moan of pleasure. They were large and smooth and very sensitive to pleasuring.<br><br>"Miss O'Toole is a childish imbecile." Snape stated. "You on the other hand is a nymph, sweet Nirvana. A goddess. Beautiful, clever and mature." His lips left hers and he buried his face between her big breasts. He licked and sucked and lapped on them while she fondled his cock and balls. He could suck on those nipples for hours and hours. Not that he was going to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>02-05-2011, 22:41:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hands left his genitals and she smoothed them up over his skin, feeling the hard muscles of his stomach and chest. She applied gentle pressure, urging him to lie back so she could lean over him and press her mouth to his. His words of praise were so unlike anything she’d heard him say. Usually students were stupid, childish, not worth teaching, idiotic and bothersome. Her stomach flipped slightly in pleasure and she nipped at his full lower lip with her teeth. <br><br>Nirvana swung a leg over his hips and settled down, lowering herself onto his hardening flesh and breathing more deeply. Her body was warm and damp and welcoming, engulfing his hardness.&nbsp; <br><br>‘You’re so...’ She stopped. “Handsome” wasn’t really right, it conjured up images of square-jawed chumps&nbsp; and Snape couldn’t be considered conventionally good looking. “Beautiful” didn’t work either, too feminine, even if she <em>did</em> think he was rather beautiful. <br><br>‘Fucking sexy.’&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>03-05-2011, 13:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape followed Nirvana's instructions and lay back. He watched her straddle him and take him deep between her legs. His fingers clutched at the sheets for a moment, but then found it better to rest his hands above her knees; feeling the flesh in her lower thighs flex underneath her soft skin.<br><br>He wondered if having his big cock inside her would feel more or less invasive than his mind. He knew everything about getting inside someone's head, not so much about physical relations. All the women he had had were dark followers of Him. They would please the Death Eaters to please Him.<br><br>Snape's usual cocked eyebrow, cocked again following Nirvana's statement. The usual disdain and arrogance had been replaced with amusement, a touch of surprise and a little pride.<br><br>His eyes wandered up and down Nirvana's naked body, taking in the sight of her bouncing breasts. Her waist. Her arms. Her face. Her hair. Never settling on anything for more than a second. Even looking down along his own body, he could see her sex moving up and down his thick cock, wet and glistening.<br><br>"Show me some magic." He whispered. "Let your passion fuel your power."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>04-05-2011, 12:49:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				‘Magic? But I don’t have my wand.’ <br><br>The last word trembled slightly as she slid down his member to grind herself against his public bone. It felt better than when they were across his desk, she had more control over the motions and it was heavenly. Her ash-blonde hair was long enough to brush her shoulders and it fell over her features in pale shards as she leant down to kiss the Potions Master’s chest. <br><br><em>Use some wandless magic, idiot.</em><br><br>Nirvana hated the way her inner critic sounded so like Celeste, but it had a point, and she tried to think of something while all her mind wanted to do was sink into the pleasure of the moment and just drift away. Her eyes closed and she rocked back and forth, trying to make something of the rhythm. ‘<em>Lumos</em>,’ she whispered.<br><br>Instead of the usual brilliant light which would flood from the end of her wand, the young woman’s body started to tingle and her skin grew slightly iridescent. She didn’t know if her sexual pleasure was fuelling the spell, but she felt both the sensation and the light begin to grow. Her eyes opened and they too were luminous as she grasped Snape’s shoulders in ecstasy.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 15:22:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape's mouth opened, if not in shock then at least in delightful surprise. His hands were quite cool on her body, as he slid them over her thighs and hip and even up to her breasts. "Miss Creyne. You're on fire."<br><br>He kneaded those breasts and pushed them together, raising his head to take one nipple after the other into his mouth. His wet kisses continued up her neck, until he reached her mouth; almost sitting upright now while she rode him, all luminous.<br><br>Snape's hands moved down her back, reaching her bubbly bottom. His strength added to the force of her downward thrusts upon his hard cock and aided her upwards again. "You're a good bad girl. Or a bad good girl. I don't care which."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaiya</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 13:09:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; &nbsp;Her warm skin responded to his cool touch and she shivered as he slid his hands all over her body and got a light coasting of gooseflesh which made her nipples tighten perceptibly. They responded to the attention of his tongue and she shifted to clasp his waist with her legs, effectively sitting on his lap. Her sex was stimulated against his pubic bone and even as the spell effects faded from her skin, her eyes were still brilliant as they reflected the firelight. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;The young woman’s mouth smothered his words as she rocked back and forth, breaking the kiss occasionally to utter a breathy gasp and cry out. Her earlier orgasm made her all the more sensitive to his caresses and she was quickly reaching her peak again.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;‘Call me Vana’ she whispered into his ear as her body shuddered and she tried to hold back.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Philtre (Tom and Vaiya)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 13:21:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snape was holding back too. At one point, he used his strong hands to hold the girl still on him. The momentary pause added not more than a minute or two to his stamina. Her warm sex seemed to be milking him even if she wasn't moving.<br><br>The sounds of their breaths and moans and kisses mixed with their bodies slapping together. Just a split second before Snape came, he forcefully grabbed Nirvana's wrists and held them on her back. The muscles in his chest and shoulders tightened; a contrast to a softness segueing into his eyes and brow.<br><br>"Vana..." he came.
			</dd>
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