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The Potion Master's Experiment (Severus Snape x Y/n)

Severus Snape x fem!herbology!professor

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Warnings: Female reader, use of Y/n, mild swearing, Professor reader, 18+ readers only, smut

Words: 2.8k+

Summary: Severus is creating a new potion in his classroom. It just so happens that as this experiment unfolds, you go to give him the monthly potion ingredients he asks for. But a little mistake from the potions master could cause something a little more... intimate.

If you find mistakes please tell me! I'm not a perfect writer so please just let me know. Happy reading! :)

NSFW Minors do not interact!

"Okay, lacewing flies, peppermint," I mutter to myself as I gather the different jars of ingredients and place them in a small parcel. I stroll over to a shelf in the back of the greenhouse, open a dusty jar with green leaves, grab a few, and place them in the parcel. That should be everything he asked for. Ugh, I don't want to go down there it's so cold in the dungeons! Well, if I'm being honest it's not the cold... it's Severus. We have this weird sort of friendship - if you can even call it that. Somehow almost every conversation one of us is always teasing the other. Then out of nowhere he just turns off his emotions and shits me off! The man is so confusing! A small sigh escapes my lips as I toss the parcel into my arms and begin the small journey toward the dungeons.

I make my way down the dimly lit passages of Hogwarts, the cold seeping through the stone walls, and I can't help but shiver. The dungeons always seem to have an extra chill during the evening, as if the very air was infused with ice. Finally reaching the door to Professor Snape's classroom, I hesitate for a moment and wonder what new concoction he is brewing at this ungodly hour. With a deep breath, I push open the heavy door and step inside.

The room is filled with the sharp scent of ingredients mixing in cauldrons, and Professor Snape stands at the front, his dark eyes focusing intently on his work. His black hair in a ponytail that rests on the back of his neck while the rest of his hair frames his face ( You're welcome ;) ). As I approach, he glances up, his expression as unreadable as ever. "Ah, you've brought the ingredients," he says, his voice a low drawl that sends a shiver down my spine. I nod as I hold out the small parcel. "Lacewing flies, peppermint, and uh... everything else you requested."

Severus' lip curls slightly in what must be the faintest hint of a smile. "Ah, yes. Thank you, Miss y/l/n." "You can call me Y/n," I interrupt, feeling a bit nervous and embarrassed under his piercing gaze. "I call you by your name. It's only fitting." "Very well, Y/n. You may set it on the table over there," he nods his head gesturing to an organized workspace in the corner. I do as he says, setting the parcel down carefully on the table, and cast a quick glance around the room. A few cauldrons bubbling and hissing, emitting clouds of steam that twist and writhe in the air. It's both fascinating and unnerving to watch. As I turn to leave, Snape's voice stops me in my tracks. "Y/n, since you're here, perhaps you'd like to observe the final stages of my work."

I blink in surprise, caught off guard by the unexpected invitation. "Um, well, I suppose I could stay for a bit," I say, trying to sound nonchalant.

Snape inclines his head ever so slightly, a ghost of approval in his eyes. "Very well, then. But do try to stay out of trouble." A faint smirk tugs at his lips while I suppress a smile and roll my eyes. I move closer to the table resting against it as I watch Severus work his magic with practiced precision. Despite his intimidating demeanor, something is mesmerizing about the way he handles the potions as if each movement is part of a delicate dance. After a few moments, I find myself drawn into a sort of trance as I watch him, forgetting the cold of the dungeons and losing myself in the man before me. And for just a moment, I dared to imagine, even hope that maybe, just maybe, there could be more to me and Severus.

I feel a warm sensation on my shoulder and snap back to focus. Severus distinguishes the fire underneath the cauldrons and pulls the two of us back as yellow smoke fills the air. The two of us begin to cough as we swat the smoke away from our faces. "Are you alright?" He lets go of my shoulders and takes a small step away his pale, sharp cheeks now with a slight pink tint. I nod as I brush my skirt. "I'm alright. What happened?" "I... I put a different ingredient in first," He mutters as he leans against the table, his large hands gripping the sides.

Imagine if those veiny hands were gripping my skin. Wait, what the fuck? "Severus... what potion did you make exactly?" He looks up at me as a strand of his black hair falls into his face. Damn, he looks so fine right now. "The potion I was making... called for the same ingredients as the one I accidentally constructed... if put in the incorrect order," his fingers grasp the table tighter, his knuckles paling under the tension. "It forms something identical to sex pollen..." My eyes widen as I gaze at him. Nope! No, no, bad idea, bad idea! Don't look at him, don't look at him! Keep the dirty thoughts away! I look down at the floor and ask nervously, "So, um how long do you think this will last exactly?" "A few hours if it wasn't strong."

I shift uncomfortably as my eyes betray me and gradually run up and down his body. Merlin, Y/n! Control yourself! We stand in silence, the tension in the air growing stronger with each passing moment. We don't dare utter a word to each other, but we both shift uncomfortably, unsure of what to say or do next. "Sev... I don't know how long I can stay like this..." I whisper as I fiddle with my fingers. "What are you suggesting?" I look up our eyes meeting as a warm tingling sensation flows through my body. "We both know how to fix this quickly... and seeing as we are both extremely..." A light blush flows through my cheeks as my voice softens. Godric, this is embarrassing. "Aroused... it only seems right if we get rid of it as quickly as possible."

He lets go of the table and slowly walks towards me, "Are you sure?" He asks peering down at me. I look up into his eyes and see nothing but desire. Severus's breath caught in his throat as he moved closer, my lips brushing against his. So close he could feel my warmth, my softness, and it was all he could do to keep himself from pulling me closer. "Y/n..." he whispers, his voice barely audible. "I need words, darling..."

I cut him off with a gentle kiss, my lips soft and warm against his. He hesitates for a moment, then wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer. Our lips met, and I feel a rush of passion flow through my veins. As the kiss deepens, Severus knew that he had to be careful, to not let his feelings show. But he also knew that he couldn't deny them any longer. Severus groaned, his hands moving up my back, pulling me even closer. He deepens the kiss, his tongue seeking entry into my mouth. Our tongues tangle together, our breaths mingling in a hot, passionate dance.

He broke the kiss, his chest heaving heavily. "Y/n..." he pants, his voice hoarse with desire. A small smile forms on my lips as I lean up moving my head against his neck, my teeth grazing his soft skin lightly. "Patience Sev," I whisper, my breath hot against his neck. "Good things... come to those who wait." He shivers slightly as my fingers trace down his spine. He groans, his hands moving down to cup my ass, squeezing it firmly. "Why should I wait, lovely?" he growled, his voice low and husky.

A small whimper escapes my lips, as a smirk tugs at his lips. His hands move up to cup my face, his thumbs brushing against my cheeks. He deepens the kiss once more our breaths mingling in a hot, passionate sensation. My hands moved to his hair tugging softly. He pulls away, his chest heaving heavily. "Y/n..." he gasped, his voice hoarse with longing. I smile, my senses full of the man before me. "Say you want me," I whisper, my breath alluring against his lips.

He nods, his hands moving down to my waist, giving them a gentle squeeze. "I want you," he snarls, his voice low and husky. His hands move upwards tightening in my hair as I pull him closer. He kisses me roughly, his lips crushing against mine, his tongue dueling with mine in a battle of dominance. He feels my body against his, my curves pressing against him, and we both knew that at this moment it wasn't the failed potion that was making this a million times better. It was the bubbling feelings for each other. It was only a matter of time before this happened. When we couldn't resist each other any longer.

Severus moves his hands back down toward my ass, squeezing it tightly, his fingers digging into my soft flesh. I moan into his mouth, my nails moving down his back, scratching him softly. "Severus," I whisper my hands running up and down his body. "I need you." He stares down at me a smirk on his beautiful lips, his erection straining against his robes. "So needy for me, hmm?" he says his voice low and rough.

My eyes widened as he places his hands on my thighs pulling me up into his strong arms. He places me on a bare table pushing me down against it. Severus watches as I move my hands up and down his clothed chest.

"Don't be shy," He whispers as he leaves soft kisses along my jawline. "Take it off." A small whimper escapes my lips as I undo the many buttons of his clothes on his upper body, throwing them onto the floor, and begin to kiss his chest. He sucks in a breath, his hands clenching my body under him.

"Y/n..." he growled, his voice filled with desire. "You're playing a dangerous game here..." I smile, my eyes filled with mischief. "It's worth the risk," I whisper, my breath hot against his skin. I continued to kiss his chest, my lips trailing down to his torso, causing him to shiver. I feel my body become more aroused as the failed potion starts to take more of an effect.

He groans, his erection even more visible in his trousers straining against his pants as he pushes against my inner thigh. "Y/n..." he growled, his voice ragged. "Quit. the. games." Severus groaned, his hands moving to meet my hair as he pulled, making me look up at him. He swallows hard, his hands moving to the back of my neck, squeezing softly.

"Y/n..." he whispers, his voice hoarse with passion as he traces small kisses all over my skin making his way down. He grabs his wand using magic to remove my clothing. He smirks making eye contact with me as he moves down leaving kisses along my upper body. His hands move to my thighs, digging his nails into them lightly pushing them apart.

"Such a pretty little thing..." He moves his lips over the inside of my thighs purposely avoiding where I did him most. "Sev," I whisper, a small squeal escaping my lips. "Please..." "Please what, lovely?" I groan squeezing my eyes shut. "Please, Sev, please I need you!" A loud moan escapes my lips as he moves his head in between my thighs. "Oh fuck!" I gasp as his tongue moves up and down my heat. He wastes no time in finding my core his tongue working wonders. I reach my hand down pushing his head deeper into my soaked cunt.

My breathing becomes more erratic as I approach my peak of release. My nails dig into his scalp my back arching off the desk as I scream his name. He laps up every drop of my arousal, exploring my folds and circling that little bud until I couldn't contain the intense rush of pleasure flowing through my veins. My body tightens as my thighs quiver and threaten to clench around his head my body shuddering with ecstasy and coming completely undone.

He licks his lips again coming up to place a sloppy kiss on my lips. He removes the rest of his clothing as he aligns himself with my entrance.

"Can you take it like a good girl?" he whispers, his voice deep and raw. I nod as he thrust forward, pushing his cock deep inside my tight pussy as a moan escapes my lips. "Fuck yes!" he pants, his hips rocking back and forth. He holds onto my waist, his fingers digging into my flesh as he pounds into me. His free hand reached between us, finding my clit, and rubbing circles around it.

"That's it such a good girl for me," he moaned, his voice husky with desire. "Let me feel you around me." His thrusts picked up the pace, becoming harder and faster. His hips banged against mine, our bodies slapping together in a rhythmic thudding sound. "That's it, Y/n," he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. "Take my cock, like a good slut."

His thrusts became even more brutal, his cock slapping against my G-spot mercilessly. His hand reached down to rub my clit harder as if he needed to feel every single response I give him. "Tell me you're mine," he demands, his voice low and husky. "Yours!" I squeal as my nails dig into his back. "All yours!"

"Yes," he hissed, his voice raw with desire. "You're mine." He slams into me, his hips rocking backward and forward. His eyes locked on mine, his mouth twisted into a sinful grin. He turns me over my stomach against the cold table. He grips my hips, pulling me against his cock, filling me completely. His jaw tenses, his hipbones slapping against mine with each thrust. His free hand went to my neck, his thumb rubbing softly against the sensitive skin.

"So pretty..." he whispers, his voice thick with lust. He ran his hands up and down my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh. "You're all mine." "We're not fucking," he whispers, his voice deep. "You'll be begging for it. You'll be moaning for it." He thrust his cock in slightly. "Just a little tease."

"Now again, say the words." He thrust in a little more, his cock stretching me. "Say you're mine." He thrust in more. "Say it again." He groaned, his cock throbbing with desire. He pushed into her slowly, stretching her tight entrance.

"That's right, Y/n," he moans, pausing for a split second. "You belong to me now." Then, he began to pick up speed, his cock filling me to the brim. "Great fucking cunt," he growled, gripping my hips tightly. "So tight. So perfect."

With every thrust, he pounded me harder and deeper. His hips moved in sync with each powerful thrust, with each moan escaping my lips. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, and sweat trickled down both of us.

He groaned, his hips picking up speed even more. His cockhead rubbed against the wall of my G-spot, eliciting another long, needy moan from me.

"You like that, don't you?" he pants, his voice hoarse with desire. "Feeling me claim you? Feeling me own you?" Our pace escalated into a brutal rhythm. His cock bathed my walls, stretching me even more than before. Slaps echoed in the room as he pounds into me, slamming his crotch against my ass, driving himself deeper into my tight passage.

His orgasm comes with a roar as he hammered into me, his balls slapping my ass with each thrust. He thrust and thrust, his cum flooding into my pussy, I could feel him pulsating inside of me. My pussy clenched, and as his cock filled my womb, I let out a loud moan. He thrust a few more times before pulling out of me slowly, leaving me feeling empty.

"You're my cumslut now, aren't you?" he asked, stroking my hair. He gave one last, dominating smack on my ass before pulling me up and placing me on his desk. Both our heavy breathing fills the room as I lay my head on his shoulder. "Enjoy yourself?" He asks as he strokes my hair. I nod as a small smile appears on my face.

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A/N: Yall this is my first time writing smut so please cut me some slack! ik it sucks...

Also for anyone reading Temptation I'm sorry haven't posted a chapter in a bit. I've been really busy with finals because ur girl is graduating soon! And my birthday was a few day ago so I'm giving myself a but of time to rest! Thanks so much for reading! Have a great day! <3

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