Teenage Severus Snape Novels & Stories

He tensed for a moment before his hands flew to my hips, gripping me tightly as he kissed me back with fervor. His tongue delved into my mouth, stroking against mine, and I moaned at the taste of him, dark and rich like fine liquor. Snape pulled back after a long moment, his chest heaving. "I don't do games, Miss Granger," he said roughly. "If you're here for a lesson in potions… and pleasure… then we shall begin." He pulled me inside and slammed the door shut. Then he had me pressed against the wall, hands roaming over my body as he claimed my mouth again in a hungry kiss. I arched into his touch, craving more.

What Kendra said what true, the Alpha still has a phobia for motor explosion and it made him uncomfortable with cars. Unlike Tyler’s birthday party, there were only very few photographers, about three to four. Ian grabbed me by the waist and pulled me, leaving me to fall into his arms. Those strong and perfect arms. “Stay close, you don’t get lost.” He said. Snape put down a guitar box. I guessed it was for Ian. The car drove off. Ian said, there was a hotel Snape went to, outside the old city.