nerdykitten07, "Retesting" (Lisa/Snape R)
Title: Retesting
Author: nerdykitten07
CPE - Lisa/Snape
Rating: R
Prompt Set: 50.4
Prompt: 47 - Silver
Word Count: 978
Summary: Lisa has to make up a missed test late at night.
Notes: IT IS CLEARLY STATED THAT SHE IS 18. NOT A MINOR, PLEASE DON'T BLOCK ME! Characters not mine. Beta'd by: lilydahlia
The soles of Lisa's trainers thudded against the dungeon floor as she ran to the potions classroom. Panting for breath, she straightened her shirt as she entered to find her professor hunched over a bubbling cauldron. "Professor?" she said quietly, gaining his attention.
And gain his attention she did. To Severus Snape, Lisa Turpin was a vision at eighteen, with long, thick black hair falling in waves down her back and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through his snide remarks and cold exterior. "Miss Turpin," he said, turning back to the brewing potion. "You're late. Come here."
She obeyed and walked up to stand in front of the desk. She had never found Snape attractive in the traditional sense, but there was something about him that enthralled her. His features were dignified and his voice was mesmerizing. "I'm sorry, Professor. I was changing out of my uniform and lost track of time."
"It's no matter. Let's just get started." He took a step back and motioned for her to join him at the cauldron. Lisa had been sick the previous day and missed a Potions exam so Snape had agreed to let her make it up after dinner the next day. Once she was positioned in front of the cauldron, Snape stepped right up behind her and spoke. "You have a quill and parchment on the desk. Identify the brewing potion and list its ingredients, as well as common uses and possible side effects. You may begin." He took a moment to discretely sniff her hair before returning to his large desk at the head of the room, the smell of vanilla and strawberries lingering in his mind.
Lisa spent an hour and twenty minutes writing and proofing her paper before setting it on Snape's desk. As she turned to walk out, she stopped her. "Wait," he said, hold a hand up. "I'll go ahead and mark it now." She nodded and stood over his desk, tugging lightly on the silver locket around her beck. Nervously, she tugged a bit too hard and the chain's clasp broke, dropping the necklace onto the desk.
"I'm sorry Professor. The clasp must've broken." She reached for the jewelry, but his hand was faster.
"Allow me," he said, curling his hand around the necklace. He swiftly stood and moved to stand close behind her. "It's a beautiful piece of jewelry," he remarked, admiring the silver locket in his hands.
"It was my mother's." She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder.
"Beautiful," he whispered again, opening the locket to reveal a picture of Lisa and her mother waving at the camera. "So beautiful." Closing it, he slipped the necklace around her neck and fastened it with a spell.
His hands settled on her shoulder and when they didn't move, her breath quickened. "Sir?" she asked, but was silenced by his whisper.
"Shh, Lisa," he said, lowering his face to place a light kiss on the back of her neck. She stiffened and goose bumps erupted on her flesh. She tried to pull away from him, but he pulled her back against his chest. "Quiet," he whispered against her skin. "I've seen the way you look at me in class. You want this." One hand wrapped itself around her waist and the other moved in her hair as she laid her head back on his shoulder.
"Yes," she said, closing her eyes. "I want it."
Hearing her admit it, Severus spun her around to face him. "You want me."
"I want you," she agreed, tilting her head up to inch closer to him.
Severus didn't waste any time closing the distance between them. He pressed their lips together with hunger, pushing his tongue past her lips to meet hers fiercely. The sensation of his tongue massaging hers elicited a soft moan from her throat, prompting Severus to take the few steps to back Lisa up against his large desk. His fingers wound themselves in her hair as she hopped up onto the desktop, becoming even with him. Breaking the kiss for only a moment, they panted for breath and gazed lustfully at each other. Lisa's hands ran over his clothes chest and worked at the buttons of his woolen frock coat. Once it was disposed of, Severus made quick work of removing Lisa's shirt, tossing it behind her.
As his long pale fingers ran up her body to cup her breasts, she placed her hands over his to stop him. "Please, Professor."
"Lisa," he said, moving his hands into her hair. "Call me Severus. Please."
She looked up at him with a hint of fear behind her eyes. "S-Severus," she managed. "I've never. . . I mean. . . I'm a -"
"Shh," he quieted her. "I understand." Stepping close to her, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. "I'll be gentle. I promise."
She pulled out of his embrace a little and looked up at him. Grinning, she nodded, and lifted her chin to kiss him softly. Releasing her lips, Severus helped her down from his desk and led her to a door disguised as a book shelf. "To my chambers."
Entering the cold, dark room, Lisa's eyes widened when Severus light the candles with his wand. As expected, the room was filled with deep mahogany bookcases and a matching desk. The furniture was black and sparse, and two large doors stood off to the side. "This way," Severus whispered in her ear, reaching for her hand. Slowly, Lisa followed him into the darkened bedroom.
A few hours later, a sweaty and exhausted Lisa Turpin reentered the Potions classroom and put her shirt back on before heading back to her dorm. Behind her, she left her Potions Master sleeping soundly in the bed, a silver locket laid on the pillow next to him.
Author: nerdykitten07
CPE - Lisa/Snape
Rating: R
Prompt Set: 50.4
Prompt: 47 - Silver
Word Count: 978
Summary: Lisa has to make up a missed test late at night.
Notes: IT IS CLEARLY STATED THAT SHE IS 18. NOT A MINOR, PLEASE DON'T BLOCK ME! Characters not mine. Beta'd by: lilydahlia
The soles of Lisa's trainers thudded against the dungeon floor as she ran to the potions classroom. Panting for breath, she straightened her shirt as she entered to find her professor hunched over a bubbling cauldron. "Professor?" she said quietly, gaining his attention.
And gain his attention she did. To Severus Snape, Lisa Turpin was a vision at eighteen, with long, thick black hair falling in waves down her back and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through his snide remarks and cold exterior. "Miss Turpin," he said, turning back to the brewing potion. "You're late. Come here."
She obeyed and walked up to stand in front of the desk. She had never found Snape attractive in the traditional sense, but there was something about him that enthralled her. His features were dignified and his voice was mesmerizing. "I'm sorry, Professor. I was changing out of my uniform and lost track of time."
"It's no matter. Let's just get started." He took a step back and motioned for her to join him at the cauldron. Lisa had been sick the previous day and missed a Potions exam so Snape had agreed to let her make it up after dinner the next day. Once she was positioned in front of the cauldron, Snape stepped right up behind her and spoke. "You have a quill and parchment on the desk. Identify the brewing potion and list its ingredients, as well as common uses and possible side effects. You may begin." He took a moment to discretely sniff her hair before returning to his large desk at the head of the room, the smell of vanilla and strawberries lingering in his mind.
Lisa spent an hour and twenty minutes writing and proofing her paper before setting it on Snape's desk. As she turned to walk out, she stopped her. "Wait," he said, hold a hand up. "I'll go ahead and mark it now." She nodded and stood over his desk, tugging lightly on the silver locket around her beck. Nervously, she tugged a bit too hard and the chain's clasp broke, dropping the necklace onto the desk.
"I'm sorry Professor. The clasp must've broken." She reached for the jewelry, but his hand was faster.
"Allow me," he said, curling his hand around the necklace. He swiftly stood and moved to stand close behind her. "It's a beautiful piece of jewelry," he remarked, admiring the silver locket in his hands.
"It was my mother's." She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder.
"Beautiful," he whispered again, opening the locket to reveal a picture of Lisa and her mother waving at the camera. "So beautiful." Closing it, he slipped the necklace around her neck and fastened it with a spell.
His hands settled on her shoulder and when they didn't move, her breath quickened. "Sir?" she asked, but was silenced by his whisper.
"Shh, Lisa," he said, lowering his face to place a light kiss on the back of her neck. She stiffened and goose bumps erupted on her flesh. She tried to pull away from him, but he pulled her back against his chest. "Quiet," he whispered against her skin. "I've seen the way you look at me in class. You want this." One hand wrapped itself around her waist and the other moved in her hair as she laid her head back on his shoulder.
"Yes," she said, closing her eyes. "I want it."
Hearing her admit it, Severus spun her around to face him. "You want me."
"I want you," she agreed, tilting her head up to inch closer to him.
Severus didn't waste any time closing the distance between them. He pressed their lips together with hunger, pushing his tongue past her lips to meet hers fiercely. The sensation of his tongue massaging hers elicited a soft moan from her throat, prompting Severus to take the few steps to back Lisa up against his large desk. His fingers wound themselves in her hair as she hopped up onto the desktop, becoming even with him. Breaking the kiss for only a moment, they panted for breath and gazed lustfully at each other. Lisa's hands ran over his clothes chest and worked at the buttons of his woolen frock coat. Once it was disposed of, Severus made quick work of removing Lisa's shirt, tossing it behind her.
As his long pale fingers ran up her body to cup her breasts, she placed her hands over his to stop him. "Please, Professor."
"Lisa," he said, moving his hands into her hair. "Call me Severus. Please."
She looked up at him with a hint of fear behind her eyes. "S-Severus," she managed. "I've never. . . I mean. . . I'm a -"
"Shh," he quieted her. "I understand." Stepping close to her, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. "I'll be gentle. I promise."
She pulled out of his embrace a little and looked up at him. Grinning, she nodded, and lifted her chin to kiss him softly. Releasing her lips, Severus helped her down from his desk and led her to a door disguised as a book shelf. "To my chambers."
Entering the cold, dark room, Lisa's eyes widened when Severus light the candles with his wand. As expected, the room was filled with deep mahogany bookcases and a matching desk. The furniture was black and sparse, and two large doors stood off to the side. "This way," Severus whispered in her ear, reaching for her hand. Slowly, Lisa followed him into the darkened bedroom.
A few hours later, a sweaty and exhausted Lisa Turpin reentered the Potions classroom and put her shirt back on before heading back to her dorm. Behind her, she left her Potions Master sleeping soundly in the bed, a silver locket laid on the pillow next to him.