Chapter Fifty-Four: Dangerous Consequences

Author's Note: Rated for extensive sexually explicit content, language, and imagery throughout the chapter. And some playing with a little toy . . .

Chapter Fifty-Four: Dangerous Consequences

Sunday, 14 March – Monday, 15 March 1999

Poppy put the borrowed cloak on her couch, then she left her rooms again, stepping over to the infirmary to see whether there were any messages. There were only two, one from Pomona, saying that she had given one of her students a dose of Headache Potion and if the girl wasn't better in the morning, she would send her up to see her; the other was from Albus, just saying he had stopped by to say "hello" and he hoped that she was having a good evening with Severus. Lovely. Either Minerva had mentioned it or he had been present when Severus told Minerva they were going out for the evening. It couldn't be helped. She and Severus were working on the counselling project together. It was perfectly reasonable for them to go to dinner together. Not that she could think of any other occasion since Severus had been on staff that they had dined alone together any place other than Hogwarts, and even then, it had been when he was in the infirmary overnight and she had tried to keep him company whilst he ate. He had usually been sullen, surly, nasty, ungrateful, and had possessed a knack for putting her off her food. This had been nothing like that.

As soon as Poppy returned to her rooms, she went into her bedroom and got a fresh nightgown from a drawer in her wardrobe. In the bathroom, she drew a bath, scented it with rose oil, and undressed. She lowered herself into the hot bath with a sigh. Her muscles were aching from the unaccustomed sexual activity. She was quite fit and exercised regularly, but having sex stretched a body in very different ways. She had soaked drowsily for about ten minutes and was thinking about washing her hair when she heard her portrait, Mrs Framingham, calling to her from her sitting room.

"Coming, coming!" Poppy shouted. "Tell whoever it is, I'll be there in a minute."

Poppy sloshed unhappily from her bath, stuck her wet feet in her slippers, dried herself very quickly and not very well, then wrapped herself in her soft, oversized, turquoise blue Turkish bathrobe and went out to see what emergency had interrupted her bath.

Poppy opened her door to see Severus, leaning in a negligent, relaxed, and very un-Snape-ish way against the wall, waiting for her.

"Severus! I hadn't expected to see you again tonight."

Severus straightened fluidly, looking her up and down, his eyes only slowly making their way to her face and then meeting her own eyes.

"What a pity that is," Severus said in low, measured tones. "It would have been very flattering to be greeted like that if you had been expecting me."

Poppy blushed. "Would you like to come in?"

Severus stepped in past her. "I did say that I would return for my cloak." He reached out and touched the cloak, still Transfigured to fit Poppy, then he turned sharply. "And there is the matter of . . . consequences." He stepped toward her, and she backed up, closing the door behind her as she did. "I did say that there were consequences for such brazen flirtation."

Severus's low voice, sounding dangerously sexy, caused a warm throbbing in Poppy's crux, and she could feel her arousal growing as he stepped toward her again, still in his long black cloak. She licked her lips and looked up into his eyes. They were like black coals, but with a fire behind them.

"Brazen flirtation?" she asked.

"Oh, yes, very brazen," Severus said. "And there are consequences . . . that kind of flirtation can do things to a wizard."

He touched one finger to her cheek, running it down over her throat to her chest, parting her robe, then he took her hand in his.

"Here is one of the consequences," he said, his voice a low growl, pulling her hand toward him and pressing it to him. He rubbed her hand over his erection. "And now you must take care of it."

Severus bent his head and kissed her hard, pulling her against him with one arm as he began to push off her robe with his other hand. He sucked at her lips and tongue as he ran his hands over her nude body, and Poppy clutched at his cloak. He nipped her throat then sucked her earlobe, making Poppy moan and try to pull him closer. He massaged her buttocks and ran his hand over her back.

"You smell nice," Severus murmured, nuzzling her neck, "and your skin is damp. And the ends of your hair. You taste like Turkish delight."

"I was in the bath," Poppy gasped. "Oh, gods, Severus, oh . . ."

He pressed her against the door, still kissing, licking, and nipping the soft skin of her throat and shoulders. She put a leg around him and tried to raise her self up, rubbing herself against him. Severus stepped back and held her at arms' length, one hand on each shoulder. His eyes smouldered as he first gazed at her body and then looked her in the eyes. "You need to take care of that consequence. Now."

He stepped close enough to her that she could reach his trousers, and with fumbling fingers, she unbuttoned them then pulled his pants out and down, her eyes moving from his face to his cock when it sprang free.

"You want this, don't you? Don't you?" Severus asked, his voice low and dangerous. "You had better want it," he continued, pushing against her, "because you are going to get it. You are going to get exactly what your brazen flirtation deserves."

He bent and kissed her mouth again, lifting her from behind as he did so. Poppy hooked her legs around him, under his cloak, and squirmed against him.

"Yes, Severus," she moaned as he sucked at her throat.

"Such a sexy fuck you are, Poppy Pomfrey, so brazen, so hot," Severus said, punctuating his words with kisses and gentle nips. "You hide behind those starched matron's robes, but you are sexy, so sexy and seductive. I will always look at you, wherever you are, and see you like this, naked and exciting, and I'll know what a sexy fuck you are. Do you want me to fuck you? Is that why you are wiggling against me? You're going to get it. I'm going to fuck you, and you are going to feel the consequences of being such a brazen flirt, such a sexy, seductive witch!"

Severus lifted her more and shifted to bring the head of his cock to her entrance. He gazed into her eyes. "Do you want it? Do you want it?" he growled.

"Yes, yes, Severus, please, yes!" She gasped as he entered her. "Yes!"

He held her wrapped in his cloak, her legs around him, and he thrust into her, repeatedly pushing in, the door thumping behind her, his breath hot on her neck and shoulder as he kissed and sucked her soft skin. He groaned into her ear.

"Gods, so good, Poppy, so good," Severus gasped as her moans grew louder.

His cock pumped into her as he closed his mouth around her shoulder, nipping and sucking, and as Poppy groaned more loudly, Severus thrust harder, banging against the door with each thrust, her breasts rubbing against his woolen jacket. Poppy's groans became breathless gasps, then she screamed his name.

"Severus! Fuck, fuck! Severus, yes!"

She shouted as she came, and Severus continued to pump into her, prolonging her orgasm, her hands, tight fists bunching his cloak.

"Yes, I'm coming, Poppy, oh gods, oh Poppy!" His legs shook as he thrust one more time, resting his own weight against Poppy. "Oh, Poppy, Poppy, you . . . you . . . oh, oh, Poppy."

Severus sighed and held her still for several long moments, then he turned his head and kissed her temple lightly. "Was that all right?" he asked softly. "Are you all right?"

"Oh, it was and I am," Poppy said weakly.

He straightened slightly and looked into her eyes. "I didn't hurt you? I wasn't too rough?"

"No, not at all. It was just right for this moment. Perfect, perfect, Severus."

"I didn't want to insult you or hurt you. I should have thought more about what I was doing," he said.

"No, it was good. You are comfortable with me. I'm sure that if I hadn't been willing, you would have stopped. It was fun, it was spontaneous. And it was very hot." Poppy smiled and caressed his face. "But I think you may want to let me down now."

Severus kissed her lips softly, not closing his eyes, then he pulled back, slipping out of her as she uncurled her legs from around him and her feet touched the floor. Looking at her with soft eyes, he gently touched her cheek, then kissed her forehead.

"Thank you, Poppy. Thank you for everything." He fixed his trousers and said, "You probably want to go to bed. It's late."

Poppy smiled up at him. "I need to finish my bath first. I was interrupted."

"Mmm . . . I believe I should help you with that, since I was the cause of the interruption," Severus said, a gentle smile on his lips. He bent swiftly, surprising Poppy, and picked her up in his arms. "To your bath, Poppy!"

When they reached the bathroom, Severus opening the unlatched door with his foot, he set her down and drew his wand. He put his other hand in the water.

"As I thought. Tepid." He looked down into Poppy's eyes. "You are not a tepid witch, and I doubt you like a tepid bath." He waved his wand over the tub, then tested the water again. "Good. Hot. Not as hot as you are, but that would be dangerous."

Severus touched the tip of his wand to Poppy's throat and stroked it down to her nipple, circling it, just letting a little magic flow through and tickle her skin. "Come to think of it, you are dangerous. Very dangerous."

"And you?" Poppy asked. "Aren't you dangerous?"

"Not as dangerous as you are. You seem so innocent, so proper, but you are very enticing, and a wizard doesn't know what danger he is in until you have ensnared him." Severus bent and kissed the side of her neck, sucking lightly.

He picked her up and deposited her in the bath, thoroughly splashing himself as he did, and making Poppy laugh.

"Hmm, you laugh, Poppy Pomfrey," Severus said with a smirk, dropping his cloak to the floor, his jacket following it. "I think that if I am to assist you with your bath, I will need to be more appropriately clothed. Or unclothed."

Whilst he was talking, he had taken off his waistcoat and unbuttoned his shirt. Poppy lay back in the bath and watched as he removed his cufflinks, shrugged off his braces, and dropped his shirt on top of the growing pile of clothing. He smirked as he saw Poppy's eyes stray to the front of his trousers. He bent and removed his shoes, then he very slowly unhooked his trousers and began to unbutton them, popping each button through its buttonhole and then pausing. When he had finished with all the buttons, he stopped, and he thought that he glimpsed some frustration on Poppy's face before he bent and pulled off his socks.

Severus straightened and looked down at Poppy. "You needn't wait for me," he said in a low voice, gazing at her breasts, her nipples just at the surface of the water. "If you care to . . . begin. Perhaps with those rosy nipples." He licked his lips.

"I suppose I could entertain myself," Poppy replied, languidly bringing one hand to her breast, then grazing her nipple lightly with her fingertips, her eyes still roving his body, always pausing at the front of his trousers.

Severus pushed open his trousers with both hands, the bulge in his pants clearly visible, watching Poppy as she continued to tease her nipple. His hands flat against his pants, he pressed his growing erection between them, then he pushed his trousers down and stepped out of them.

"I believe I am now suitably attired to help you with your bath," Severus said.

"Are you certain?" Poppy asked. "I do think that you might be more comfortable if you removed your pants. And that you would be able to more thoroughly assist me in bathing."

"If you would prefer," Severus said, feigning reluctance.

"I would most certainly prefer," Poppy replied, watching with a smile as he removed his pants. She held up her hand as he straightened. "Stop there." She gazed at him warmly. "You are truly a vision, Severus. You look absolutely scrumptious."

Despite himself, Severus blushed. "Really, Poppy, you don't need to..."

"Remark on how lovely you are to look at? You are. Your shoulders and arms are nicely muscled, and your chest forms a nice vee to your waist. And it's especially nice to see that there is some muscle there, and not just skin stretched over your ribs." At the memory of Severus's achingly thin body, Poppy suddenly felt tears rise in her eyes. His earlier suffering had always been difficult for her to see, even when maintaining her professional demeanour, but now, knowing him as she did, the memory seemed to bring her even greater pain.

Severus knelt beside the bath and touched her cheek tenderly. "What is it?"

Poppy shook her head. "Nothing, really, nothing. I am just glad that you are whole and here and healthy again."

"So am I. Especially being here." He put a finger beneath her chin and tilted her face, then kissed her lips softly. "I would not want to be anywhere else." He kissed her again.

Poppy smiled up at him. "Are you going to join me?"

The corner of Severus's mouth turned up slightly and he shook his head. "I am here to help you complete your interrupted bath."

He picked up a bath sponge and dipped it into the warm, scented water. He squeezed it out, letting the water run over Poppy's shoulders and chest, then he slowly moved the sponge over her skin, beginning with her throat and moving lower. His hand dipped beneath the water, and he began to wash her breasts, making slow circles around them.

"You have beautiful breasts. I love your breasts." He bent, using the sponge to push one breast up so that a nipple was fully exposed, and he kissed its dark peak, then licked it. He smiled. "Absolutely wonderful."

Poppy caressed his jaw. "You're sure you don't want to join me?"

"Your bath is the priority," Severus said, moving the sponge down her body, gently stroking over her stomach, circling her navel, then brushing the sponge back up over her breasts again. "I am enjoying it. You lean back and enjoy it, too. Just lean back, close your eyes, and enjoy it."

Poppy did as directed, letting out a sigh as she felt the bath sponge move over her breasts and torso again. She felt Severus raise her right arm and gently wash it from her wrist to her shoulder, then raise it further and wash beneath it before straying once more to her right breast. This time, his thumb teased her nipple before he moved the sponge on to her left breast, where he did the same. He washed beneath her left arm, then, taking her wrist in one hand and drawing it toward him, he washed her left arm, beginning at her shoulder and stroking downwards.

Poppy didn't open her eyes, but she sensed him moving away, then she felt Severus take her left foot in one hand and begin washing it with a flannel. She giggled slightly as the washcloth tickled the arch of her foot. Severus tickled her foot again, and she opened her eyes to see him smiling at her.

"Eyes closed! Relax!" Severus said, his eyes shining.

"Mmm." Poppy didn't protest, but closed her eyes and relaxed as ordered.

Severus washed her other foot, then he washed her right calf, then her left. He very gradually moved his way up her thighs, alternating between first her right leg, then the left, then back to the right again. When he reached her hips, he dropped the flannel and picked up the sponge to washed her lower abdomen again, and Poppy sighed in disappointment, but then she felt the water slosh as Severus climbed into the bath with her. She did not open her eyes, but she could feel him kneeling between her legs. She sighed again, this time in pleasure as she felt Severus run the sponge gently over her crux. He then spread her labia with two fingers of his left hand as he washed her with the bath sponge in his right.

"Mmm . . . nice," Poppy breathed.

"I must be thorough," Severus said softly. He continued to rub the sponge gently over her clitoris and labia, down to her entrance and back up.

"Please, be thorough," Poppy said with a moan as she felt him insert two fingers into her entrance.

Severus pulsed his fingers against the wall of her vagina as he rubbed her clitoris, and Poppy's breathing grew faster as he stimulated her. She felt on the verge of coming when he stopped and withdrew his fingers.

She opened her eyes, about to say something, but Severus admonished, "Eyes closed!"

Sighing, she closed her eyes. Severus pulled her toward him slightly so that she was further beneath the water, and then she felt why he had done that. The bath sponge was now at the cleft of her buttocks, and he was washing her and then rubbing her anus with the sponge. She felt him release the sponge, and then his finger was on her anus, gently rubbing her perineum and then her anus. His other hand began to play with her clitoris again, and Poppy's arousal began to mount once more, until she was moaning and squirming slightly, the water sloshing with her movements. Her mouth was open as she gasped and moaned.

Severus continued to rub her anus, then he slowly slipped his finger in at the same time as he entered her vagina with three fingers, his thumb still pressing rhythmically against her clitoris. Poppy gasped more loudly as he slowly withdrew his finger from her anus then reinserted it.

"Sexy, so sexy everywhere," Severus whispered. He slowly moved his finger shallowly in and out of her anus as he pulsed the three fingers of his other hand inside her vagina. "So beautiful, so wonderful, so sexy."

"Oh, gods, Severus! Please! I need more!"

She felt him shift and the water splash as he leaned forward, his face in the water, and closed his mouth around one of her nipples and began to suckle. The fire in her crux grew and then exploded as Severus came up for a breath and then took her other nipple into his mouth, nipping and sucking. Poppy's feet pressed hard against the bottom of the bathtub, raising herself up as she came, shouting and moaning.

Severus put his arms around her, embracing her and bringing her towards him, kissing her mouth. He leaned back, and Poppy followed him, rising up on her knees. She broke the kiss for a moment to look down into his face, but then she kissed him again as she took his erection in her hand and began to guide him into her.

Severus shook his head and broke the kiss. "No, not yet, love," he said softly. "Just let me hold you here for a while."

Poppy nodded and rested against him, her head on his shoulder, facing him, then she kissed his neck before relaxing again. She sighed happily as Severus's hands slowly traced patterns over her back. She could feel him relaxing beneath her, his breathing slow and even. She relished the sensation of his warm, solid body and his arms around her.

"This is nice," she said after a while. "But the water is getting cool, and I think I'm beginning to shrivel a bit."

"We could fix that," Severus replied, "but perhaps it is time to dry off." He looked up into her eyes as she raised her head. He felt a sudden pain shoot through him, an exquisite pain. He wanted this moment never to end. He did not know what he felt, but he wanted to feel it forever. He drew her head down and kissed her. Gods, he wanted her, how he wanted her . . .

Severus's hungry kiss and tightened embrace left Poppy breathless, and his clear desire for her inflamed her own passions. One of her hands gripped his shoulder, massaging, before she moved it lower and found his nipple. She brushed it with her fingertips, then rubbed it with the palm of her hand before taking it and gently rolling it between her fingers. Severus moaned and drew her tongue into his mouth and began to suck the tip of her tongue, causing Poppy to moan in response and rub her crux against his thigh.

Severus broke the kiss with a sharp gasp. "Out . . . bathtime is over. Mmmm." He kissed her again before pushing her away from him.

The two splashed out of the bath and Severus took her in his arms again, kissing her mouth, her jaw, and her throat, until finding her mouth again, rubbing and massaging her back and buttocks and pulling her hard against him. One of Poppy's hands gripped his shoulder as the other kneaded his buttocks, which she had learned that he enjoyed. As she massaged his rounded, muscular buttocks, she slipped her fingers into the cleft between his cheeks. Severus moaned, and as Poppy's hand still kneaded him, her fingertips found his anus and stimulated it, and his moan became a deep groan.

He pulled away from her, breathing hard. "No drying off," he said hoarsely.

"Overrated," Poppy said breathlessly.

Severus pushed her, stumbling, backwards toward the door to the bedroom. In his eagerness and still kissing her, he gestured with one hand, and the door opened with a loud crack. They both turned their heads and looked at the door. Poppy chuckled, and Severus joined her, laughing deeply and genuinely. The latch was broken and the door was hanging off one hinge.

"Oops!" Poppy said, her eyes sparkling.

Still smiling, Severus pushed the broken door with his foot, then he picked up Poppy and kissed her again.

"That will teach that door to keep us from the bed," Poppy said with a grin.

"We're lucky it was only a door that stood in the way, and not a wall," Severus said. "I may have forgotten myself and blasted a hole in it."

Severus carried Poppy to the bed, laying her down. As he climbed onto the bed with her, the two of them shoved the covers down, but without caring where they ended up. Severus lay between Poppy's legs and kissed and sucked her breasts. He kissed his way back up to her face, finding her lips, kissing them, savouring them, as his hands continued to explore her body.

"Gods, Poppy, want you, want you, Poppy, want you, need you, want you," he murmured as he kissed her and caressed her.

When both of Poppy's hands began to knead his buttocks, Severus groaned.

"Like that, do you?" Poppy asked.

"It's fucking marvellous," Severus said with another moan of appreciation.

"And this?" she asked.

Severus shuddered with pleasure as one of her fingers began to rub his anus. "Gods, yes . . ."

He pushed up and supported himself on his hands, looking down at her. "May I use the spell? Please?" His eyes shone darkly.

Poppy laughed. "Yes, yes, use the spell."

"You'll have to stop for a moment," Severus said.

"It's distracting when I do this?" Poppy asked, rubbing him again.

"Very, you brazen little thing, and you know it," Severus replied with a growl.

Poppy grinned, but removed her hands from him completely. She watched as he raised up a bit more, reached between them, and took his cock in his hand. He closed his eyes and concentrated, then cast, feeling the spell all the way into his groin. He knew he'd cast it properly, and he smiled.

"Are you ready, Poppy?"

"I think I am," she said with a naughty grin. "But if you're too insatiable, we may have to call in for a relief witch."

Severus shook his head. "I just want you. No relief witches."

"Most wizards would find the idea titillating," Poppy replied, smiling.

"Mmm, it is somewhat titillating, I suppose," Severus said. He paused and looked down at her. "This is another of my impertinent questions, Poppy, so feel free not to answer, though I do hope you won't slap me."

Poppy laughed. "I will try to restrain any slapping or hexing urges. Although I just might give you a little slap to that wonderful bottom of yours. Of course, you might enjoy that, so I'll refrain. What's your question?"

"Well, you know that I've been thinking a lot about sex lately." He reddened. "Not just thinking about it, either. After my experience with Bella, I came to think that having sex with more than one person...at the same time or whilst they were all in the same room...was perverted. Bad kinky, as you might say. But, um, someone recently mentioned something like that, and, um, it still seemed kinky, but not disgusting or perverted. Do you think that's normal?"

"What? Normal to have some kind of threesome or group sex or normal to think it's not perverted?" Poppy asked, making a mental note that the witch who had abused him was Bella.

Severus shrugged. "Either. Or both."

"I think it could be perverted or disgusting, depending on the people and the circumstances, but not necessarily. I also think it's not my place to judge if someone enjoys that sort of thing, as long as it's all consensual and no one is hurt."

Severus had begun playing with one of her nipples again. "This is very rude of me to ask, but have you ever . . ."

"Had sex with multiple partners at the same time?" Poppy asked. When he nodded, she said, "No, it's never appealed to me. It's also not the sort of thing that I'd likely have an opportunity to decline. But I don't mind imagining it. That's different."

Severus swallowed hard. "You mentioned some of your other lovers. Have you ever, um, have you ever been with a woman?"

Poppy gave a choked laugh. "No, Severus, I never have."

He blushed. "Sorry."

"I'm not offended," Poppy replied, trying to suppress her smile.

"I was just wondering because I'd been thinking about it. Wondering what they do with each other without, um, intercourse."

"I am sure they find other ways of pleasuring each other...just as we do...and there are always sexual devices. Dildos and such."

"Oh, yes, right," Severus muttered, not meeting her eyes. That had been a stupid question, without doubt.

"It's all right. Don't be embarrassed," Poppy said, caressing his cheek. "And I have to say that I am glad that you don't want a relief witch. I want you to want me when we're together like this and not have you move on to someone else."

Severus kissed her lips. "I do want you. Very much." A wicked twinkle entered his eye. "But you know, if I wore you out before I was sated, I might need one. Or more."

Poppy grinned. "You are a tease, Severus Snape."

"I could take you until you were exhausted," he said, moving so his cock rubbed against her belly, "and then I could call in the next witch."

"And she would see me lying here, completely sated," Poppy said, getting into the spirit of his game, "and she wouldn't know whether to be excited or frightened. Then she'd see that cock of yours and wonder what you could do with it."

"So I would have her lie down next to you. You would be completely relaxed after I'd fucked you so many times, completely relaxed, your hair everywhere, your skin glistening with our perspiration, and she would be fresh."

"With only the slightest idea of what she was going to get from you, but it wouldn't be until you had fucked her that she would really know," Poppy said.

"Would you be watching?" Severus asked, still rocking against her.

"I would wake up whilst you were lying on your back and she was riding you," Poppy said. "She wouldn't be too tired for that yet, and I would see her astonishment when she came and then you came, but you were still hard and ready for her."

"Oh, gods, describe that . . . describe it . . ."

"You would laugh dangerously and tell her that you had a lot more fucking in you, just as you told me that first morning in your rooms, and she would crawl off of you and decide to suck you because she would think that might finally satisfy you."

"And whilst she did that, you would roll over so that I could play with your breasts and suck them whilst she was sucking my cock," Severus said. "And I would come again, and this time, I'd just be even hotter, and I would pull her off of me, roll her over, and have her kneel in front of me so that I could fuck her from behind. It would excite her so much that she would begin to suck your breasts so that I could see her doing it. You would be too tired to move away, and she would suckle you and finger your pussy as she came around my cock, then I would pull out of her and begin to prod her anus with my cock, pushing again and again until I entered her. She would moan and begin to play with her own clit whilst she was still suckling your breast...oh, gods, I'm coming, Poppy!"

He pushed hard against her belly, and Poppy could feel his erection twitch and pulse against her.

Poppy caressed his face as he caught his breath. "For a man who until recently thought that threesomes were perverted, that fantasy certainly excited you," she said with a smile.

"Mmm, but it's only a fantasy. I don't want to have another witch in here with you," Severus said, kissing her cheek.

"That's good," Poppy said.

"What about another wizard? Having two wizards making love to you at the same time? That could be sexy," Severus asked. "Not that I would really want to share you like that, but just think, we could suck both your nipples at the same time, and you'd have four hands and two cocks to pleasure you."

"That is an intriguing idea," Poppy said with a smile.

Severus reached between them and took his cock in his hand. He began to rub the head of his cock against her clit. She spread her legs and let out a moaning sigh.

"And when I was fucking you, he could lick and kiss your breasts." He continued to rub the head of his cock against her, back and forth and up and down. "And he could stimulate your nub whilst I was inside you with my cock. You might really enjoy that."

"Mm, but I'm enjoying this more than enough," Poppy said, wriggling against him.

"Are you going to come, Poppy? Are you going to come for me?" He kissed her cheek and then breathed in her ear, saying, "You are coming, aren't you? My sexy Poppy, my beautiful, sexy Poppy." His tongue darted out and licked her ear.

Poppy squirmed and moaned, and then heat exploded in her genitals and moved through her body in waves of pleasure. Before they had subsided, Severus drew back and entered her, beginning to pump fast and hard. Poppy's orgasm was followed immediately by a second, stronger one, pulsing around his cock. She shouted out his name, her fingers gripping him and trying to pull him in harder, deeper, faster as she came. Severus felt his own orgasm flood through him, so intense that he saw stars for a moment, but the spell held and his erection remained.

Severus lay on top of her, catching his breath. Poppy felt completely boneless and utterly incapable of movement, but then Severus shifted, and she felt him still filling her, and her desire was not entirely quenched.

She kissed the side of his neck and whispered, "Let's roll over."

Severus raised his head and smiled down at her, a warm, slow smile. He put his arms around her and they rolled over together. Poppy started slowly, just clenching and relaxing her muscles around him as she rocked her hips slightly. The stimulation renewed her arousal, and she sat up and began to ride him, first sliding back and forth over him, her clitoris rubbing his pelvis, and then raising and lowering herself on his cock. Severus watched her face, his gaze shifting occasionally to her breasts as they moved above him, or to where their bodies were joined. Then Poppy was coming again, hard, and her loud moans excited him.

"Fuck me, Poppy, that's right, fuck me!" Severus said, his voice low but urgent. "It's so good! You're so sexy, fucking me!"

"Oh, gods, Severus!" Poppy's orgasm was no less deep for having already come, and as she reached the climax of her orgasm, she felt his hands gripping her thighs.

She looked down at Severus's face. His eyes were almost entirely closed, his head thrown back, and every sinew of his neck seemed clearly defined as he gasped and panted. Poppy stilled her movements and caressed his chest, drawing patterns with her fingertips. His eyes blinked open.

"I don't think that anything in life is supposed to be this good," he whispered. He touched her side, stroking it gently, then he pulled her down into his embrace. "I'm sorry," he said, still whispering, "I forgot to release the spell again."

Poppy laughed lightly, breathlessly. "Perhaps you do need a relief witch, then, although I'm certainly still willing and available."

Severus put a finger under her chin and urged her face up so that he could see it. He caressed her cheek gently, then cupped her face. "We can still take a moment for you to recuperate."

She raised an eyebrow. "For me to recuperate? Of course, I did do the hard work this last time, but you look tired, yourself."

Severus let out a short laugh. "I will just have to prove my stamina to you, then. You are not only brazen, you are impudent!"

"Very impudent," Poppy replied, moving her hand to squeeze one of his buttocks.

"I do like that," Severus said with a sigh.

"Then whilst we both recuperate, you may enjoy that," Poppy said, pulling off of him, feeling suddenly empty without him in her. She moved to one side. "Roll over."

"Yes, ma'am!" Severus said, one corner of his mouth quirking up.

After he had rolled over, Poppy straddled his legs and began to touch his buttocks, just teasingly light touches with the balls of her fingers. Severus tried to keep still and silent.

"Do you want more?" Poppy asked. "I need to know if you want more."

"Mm, yes," Severus replied, wanting it too much to pretend that he didn't.

Poppy stroked her fingers over his buttocks, then she began kneading rhythmically, and Severus let out a sigh. She smiled and increased her massage.

"And do you like this?" she asked, separating his cheeks and rubbing his anus with her finger.

"Oh, yes," Severus sighed.

"Do you think it would be all right, with the spell in place, if I did a bit more?" she asked. "I don't know whether massaging your prostate would be all right if you are not ejaculating. I don't want to hurt you."

"Try it. You can stop if it does," Severus said, trying to think whether he had come dry for Gareth that way when the spell was active, but unable to focus on those memories, particularly once Poppy introduced a finger into his anus.

Severus moaned as she began to massage him inside with one finger as she continued to rub his buttocks with her other hand. The speed with which she found the right spot and began to stimulate it made him grateful again that she was a mediwitch.

"Oh, gods, Poppy, that's so good."

She withdrew her finger, then reinserted two. Severus couldn't help but begin to move against her fingers, rubbing his cock on the sheet beneath him.

"Here, roll over again," Poppy said softly, removing her fingers. "I'll continue, just roll over."

Severus rolled over and spread his legs for her. She grabbed a pillow and put it under his hips. He moaned as she pressed against his anus again, entering and massaging. His eyes were closed, so he was startled when he felt her mouth on his balls and then one hand on his shaft, stroking him.

"Oh, fucking goddess, Poppy, I'm going to come! Fuck fuck fuck!" He jerked against her, and his cock pumped, but he did not ejaculate. "Oh, gods, Poppy, I'm sorry," he breathed as he tried to recover from the orgasm. "It surprised me. We don't have to do more if you don't want to. The erection will subside on its own."

Poppy lay down beside him, Summoned her wand from the bathroom, and cast a cleaning charm on her left hand. "I do think that would be rather a waste," she replied, stroking one finger along his length.

Severus rolled toward her and kissed her. "You are wonderful. And too good to me."

"We will probably both regret not getting enough sleep tonight," Poppy said, "but I think we will sleep well when we do."

"You know, Poppy, I was wondering . . ." Severus hesitated.

"What?"

"Never mind." He shook his head. "Just a thought. It's gone now."

"I will be distracted by curiosity until you tell me what the thought was," Poppy said, propping herself up on one elbow.

"It's just an idea, and I know you have said that, um, anal penetration doesn't do anything for you, but, um, I was just thinking, with this spell, um . . ."

"Ah. I see. You have been interested in that area of my anatomy, I had noticed," Poppy said.

"I had just thought that you might not mind if I was stimulating you in other ways, and that you might even enjoy it just a little if I put my finger there, and when you didn't object to that, I did try it with my fingers before. I hoped you didn't mind. You didn't say anything." Severus was blushing. "And I thought . . . tonight . . . I thought since you've come a few times, maybe with the spell, I could . . . you know."

"Yes, well, a finger and a penis are two very different propositions," Poppy pointed out, "and as you say, you had been stimulating me elsewhere when you were doing that. I didn't really object, and in fact, it is arousing for me to know that you want to touch me there, even if the touch itself isn't stimulating. But I did rather like it the time you had a finger in me when you entered me. It seemed to do something to the vaginal stimulation, as though your penis fit more tightly or changed the way it pressed inside of me. But . . . I just don't know, Severus. Do you mind if I think about it? Leave it for another time, anyway?"

"Of course. I'm sorry..."

"Don't be sorry. It's natural to want to explore different things. In fact, if you ever want me to, I would be happy to use something other than my fingers to stimulate you there yourself. I know you like that, and if you would like something more, we could try that." Poppy remembered what he had said about Bella. "But only if you want to and you would be comfortable with it. I know that what that other witch wanted to have you do might bring up unpleasant associations for you."

"Actually, with you . . . it sounds exciting. What were you thinking of?" Whilst they were talking, he had begun to play absent-mindedly with her clitoris and folds.

"Well, to the extent that I can think whilst you are distracting me like that," Poppy replied with a smile, but bringing her own hand down to stroke his cock, "I thought perhaps Transfiguring something into a small dildo. Nothing too big, nothing that would hurt. I could use that to..."

"To bugger me?" Severus asked. At Poppy's expression of alarm, he said reassuringly, "That actually does sound like something I would like from you. Could we?"

"Now?" Poppy asked. When he nodded, she smiled. "All right, if you would like."

Poppy bent and kissed him, then sat up. Using her wand, she Summoned the bath sponge. With a quick movement of her wand, she Transfigured the sponge into a facsimile of a penis with a bit of a handle at one end.

"That's small," Severus said. It was long, but hardly very much thicker than one of his own fingers. He frowned. "Let's have it bigger."

Poppy handed him her wand. "You make it the size you would like to try, then, and if it's too big or too small, we can adjust it."

Severus smiled. "Thanks for loaning me your wand." Loaning someone one's wand was not something a person did lightly, particularly given that his own was just in the next room.

Poppy returned his smile and nodded, then watched as he waved her wand and cast Engorgio. The first enlargement was insufficient, apparently, and he cast one more. The phallus was now as big around as his own penis and a few inches longer, with a wider handle at the end. He handed back her wand.

"That's a bit large," Poppy said, "so let me know if it's uncomfortable."

"You'll use a lubricating charm, though, so it should be fine," Severus said.

Poppy nodded and gestured to him to lie back with the pillow under his hips. He bent his knees and spread his legs for her.

She pointed her wand at his anus and said, "Unguo."

Severus felt the charm tickle through him, and his cock twitched. Poppy grinned. "Glad you liked that, Sev. Er, Severus, sorry."

"That's okay. As long as you don't call me that in public," Severus said.

"I thought you didn't like it," Poppy said questioningly, remembering when a long-ago Defence instructor had made the mistake of addressing him by that nickname during a staff meeting. Poppy had never been entirely sure whether Severus's reaction to the appellation hadn't been a contributing factor to the wizard packing up and disappearing into the night one week before the start of the Christmas holiday. "That was always the impression I had."

"Not from just anyone," he said, a smile in his eyes. He reached out and squeezed her arm. "You are not just anyone."

Poppy smiled and blushed, feeling her affection for Severus bubble happily through her. She bent and kissed his lips. He put his arms around her as she kissed him, relishing the sensation of her breasts rubbing his skin.

Severus gasped and moaned into her mouth as he felt the head of the dildo at his anus. Poppy continued kissing him as she rubbed it against him then slowly began to push it in, inserting it at the perfect angle to stimulate his wonder-spot.

"Mmm, gods, good," Severus murmured, breaking the kiss a moment.

Poppy moved to kneel between his legs, then she pressed the phallus further in, watching his face. His eyes were closed and his breathing was fast. She took his cock in her other hand and began to stroke it, then she pushed the phallus in so that only a few inches of the wider handle remained. She began to move it, pulling it out and pushing it back in as she stroked his cock.

"Oh, more, Poppy, more," Severus said, his fists bunched in the sheet beneath him.

Poppy lowered her mouth around the head of his cock, and Severus groaned. As she pleasured his cock with her lips and tongue, she continued to stimulate him with the phallus, moving it faster, every thrust massaging his wonder-spot. He came again, his cock twitching and pulsing in her mouth, another dry orgasm despite the stimulation to his prostate.

"Oh, gods, Poppy, that was so good, so good," Severus said, trying to raise his head to look at her. "I hope you didn't mind. That couldn't have been particularly enjoyable for you. I'm sorry."

Poppy withdrew the dildo slowly and shook her head. "Don't apologise. There are many times when you have done things for me that weren't calculated to bring you pleasure, too."

"But they always do bring me pleasure. I love it when I excite you and make you come. It's almost arousing enough for me to come sometimes," Severus said.

"Still, I enjoyed having you so happy," Poppy said with a smile.

Severus sat up slightly. "Let's use that again," he said. He cast a wandless cleaning charm on the dildo, and a second for good measure, then took it from her.

He reached for Poppy and pulled her down on top of him, kissing her. She lay between his legs as he kissed her, and then she felt something at her crux. Severus was rubbing the head of the dildo against her clitoris and her entrance, then it was in her and Severus was sliding it in and out.

Severus held onto her and rolled her onto her back. Continuing the motion of the phallus, in and out, in and out, he lowered his head to her breasts. He began to lick and suckle as he continued to fuck her with the phallus, his own hips rocking as he pressed his cock into the bed.

Poppy moaned and bucked. Severus increased the speed of his thrusts and moved his mouth to her other nipple. She was gasping for breath, crying out, her hands grabbing at him, his tongue flicked over her nipple and then he closed his lips around it and suckled. She was coming, he could tell she was coming, but the stimulation was still exciting her. He could give her more, he knew it, and she would take it all. He moved up her body and kissed her lips, pressing his cock against her belly.

"I want to fuck you now, Poppy, fuck you and come," he whispered.

"Yes, yes, please, and fast, fast," Poppy said urgently.

Severus withdrew the phallus then immediately entered her with his cock. He pumped a few times, twisting and grinding against her. He placed the head of the phallus at her anus.

"May I try this?" he whispered. "May I try, and if you don't like it, I'll stop, I promise."

"Yes, yes, yes, just do it, just do it," Poppy moaned, bucking her hips again.

She felt the phallus replaced with his finger. He inserted it and then whispered the lubrication spell. The tingle of magic made her wriggle against him, pushing up. Then his finger was gone and she felt the phallus stretching her. She held still and gasped.

"Should I stop?" Severus asked.

Poppy shook her head. "It's fine," she gasped. "Just . . . slowly."

Severus began to slowly thrust his cock in her as he continued to push against the phallus. He watched her eyes widen and felt her nails dig into him, but she did not tell him to stop. It seemed that she was tighter around him as the phallus went deeper, and he could feel its length through her vaginal wall, his cock moving against it as he continued to thrust. The stimulation was exquisite for him, but he watched her face, waiting for any sign that he should stop. When he received none, he pushed the phallus all of the way in, only the wider handle emerging.

"I'm going to try something," Severus whispered, stilling, his cock fully sheathed in her. "Tell me if you don't like it."

He placed his finger at the end of the phallus, thought a moment, then said, "Micare." Severus smiled as he felt it begin to vibrate lightly. He'd always been good at creating new spells. There probably already was one for precisely what he wanted to do, but this worked, and nicely.

"Is this all right, Poppy?" he asked.

Poppy nodded, letting out a long breath. He kissed her, then he began to move in her again, the sensation of the vibrating dildo causing him almost ecstatic pleasure as it stimulated his cock. He came again, gasping and amazed at the strength of the Apsterrere spell to withhold his ejaculation and maintain his erection despite the intense stimulation.

"I want you to come, Poppy. Come, and then I will release the spell on myself, come, Poppy, come for me," he murmured, pumping into her.

Poppy swallowed, her breath coming in gasps. "I don't know . . . oh, gods, Severus!"

"Does it hurt? Am I hurting you?" he asked in alarm, holding still.

"No, no, just . . . oh, oh," Poppy moaned and closed her eyes.

Concerned about her despite her words, Severus used a Finite on the dildo to cease its vibration, then withdrew from her himself before gently removing the phallus. He kissed her lips and rested on top of her, nuzzling her soft skin.

"You didn't need to stop altogether, Sev, please, don't stop," Poppy said, raising her hips.

Severus kissed her again, then used a nonverbal charm to clean the dildo, and repeated the cleansing again as he had before.

"Why don't we try this instead," he whispered, sitting back on his heels.

Poppy closed her eyes, not knowing what to expect, but then she felt the phallus in her vagina. It began to vibrate, and she moaned and lifted her hips, wanting Severus to move it. She felt so close. His finger was at her anus again. He whispered the lubricating charm, then she felt the head of his cock where his finger had been.

"May I, Poppy? May we try?" he asked.

"Yes, just do something, please," she gasped, her hands in a bruising grip on his buttocks as he hovered over her.

Severus pressed into her. Tears came to his eyes, she was so tight. He stayed still for a moment, then he began slow, gentle movements, just pulling out slightly before pushing back in. His pelvis pressed against the end of the dildo, pushing it in with each thrust. He wanted her to come before he released the spell on himself, but the tightness around him and the vibration of the phallus caused him to orgasm again. He tried not to give any sign of it, but that was impossible. It was exquisite.

"It's good for you, Sev? Good?" Poppy asked, her breath coming hard.

"Oh, yes, yes, Poppy, always good with you." He kissed her.

"Then fuck me," Poppy groaned. "Gods, take that thing out of me and just fuck me. I am so close, so close. I just want you, you, Severus, you. Just you. In me, Severus, in me, in me!"

Severus pulled out of her, removed the phallus, cast a charm to clean himself, and then he entered her again, just dropping the dildo on the bed. He rocked slowly, her legs around his hips, but Poppy bucked up against him, and he quickened his pace. Their bodies were slippery with sweat, and his muscles burned from exertion. He kissed her neck, licking her and sucking her skin, loving the taste of her, then he reached between them and began to stroke her clitoris as he continued to thrust into her. Poppy inhaled sharply, then began to pant and moan, pushing against him, rocking beneath him, meeting his thrusts, then she was coming, not restraining her choked cries, calling his name.

"Sev, Sev, Sev, Severus! Severus!"

Severus released the spell on himself, and in a few more thrusts, he exploded, ecstasy followed by euphoria as his orgasm finally ended in ejaculation.

"Oh, gods, Poppy, my love, my love, gods, Poppy, oh, you . . . you . . . oh, I love you, oh, Poppy, oh, I love you so, Poppy, Poppy!" Severus cried as he thrust one more time, his muscles straining as he tried to bury himself in her as deeply as possible as he came.

Severus tried to rest some of his weight on his arms and not all of it on Poppy, but he couldn't seem to move. His legs still shook from exertion and ecstasy, and his heart pounded hard in his chest as he gasped and caught his breath. He had said that word again, that four letter word, but his mind was a haze, and Severus couldn't really rouse himself to be concerned or embarrassed about it. Poppy had said that people shout all kinds of things when they orgasm. At least he hadn't shouted out the name of a woman he loved...like "Lily," or "Minerva," or "Hermione." That would be insulting. He had thought of no one but Poppy when he came, as he always did when he was with her. When he was with Gareth, his mind might stray to Hermione or to Poppy, imagining them to enhance his arousal, but when he was with Poppy, he only thought of her. Even when he had imagined the "relief witch," she had been faceless and anonymous.

Poppy turned her head and kissed his jaw, now slightly rough with stubble. Severus pushed up, swaying slightly on his exhausted arms, then smiling sleepily as he looked down at her flushed, sweaty face.

"I think we both need another bath," he said.

"We certainly do. But I'm too tired to even think about that. A quick shower in the morning will do." She chuckled. "It will be draughty in the bathroom with the door broken."

"Should I fix it for you?" Severus asked seriously, straightening his arms and looking over his shoulder at the door.

"No, my house-elf can do it in the morning. They're very handy with those sorts of things. Better than either of us would be."

"I am certain I could do a more than adequate job of it," Severus said as he rolled over and lay on his back beside her, "but I'll leave it for the house-elf." He was too tired to think about the different spells he would have to use. A simple Reparo would be insufficient, he thought.

"I am going to go to the loo," Poppy said, "and freshen up a bit. Would you like me to get you anything whilst I'm up, Sev? I could fix us some tea, if you like."

"Too late for fixing tea," Severus said, yawning. "A glass of water might be nice. Though I feel I should get it for you."

"You just lie there and rest. I'll be back in just a few minutes," Poppy replied.

When she returned a few minutes later, she brought him a glass of cold water and his wand.

"I hope you don't mind my touching your wand, but I thought you might wish to use it," Poppy said.

Severus grinned wickedly. "I never mind when you touch my other wand, so I think you may take it as given that I don't mind if you touch this one."

Poppy laughed and used her own wand to cast a freshening spell over the sheets so they were no longer sweaty and otherwise well-used.

"What's the time?" Severus asked.

"A little past one-thirty," Poppy replied.

Severus sighed deeply. "I wish I didn't have to dress again."

"You need to return to your rooms?" Poppy asked.

"Yes, I should. I shouldn't be gone this long as it is. If there were a problem in Slytherin and they couldn't find me, someone would have to go all of the way to the Headmistress's Office...if the prefect even knows the current password and can pronounce it. It would be my responsibility if something happened whilst I was gone with no provisions made for someone else to look after them."

"During the war..."

"That was different. Besides, during that time, they knew that if they could not find me, they were to look for Sinistra."

They both went sober remembering Sinistra and her fate.

"She was a good witch," Poppy said softly. "And an admirable Slytherin."

Severus nodded shortly. Sinistra had always treated him well; she was loyal to Hogwarts and to Dumbledore, and she had appreciated his position although they had never spoken of it, despite the fact that in the last two years of the war, particularly the last one when Slughorn wasn't there, she often had to step in for him. And then she had stepped in for him again when he was with Voldemort on that last day. Sometimes, it felt to Severus as though it really had been the last day, that he really had died and that this was some new life that he had been given. She, though, she had died and not been given a new life. Killed trying to corral the younger Slytherins into the deeper dungeons to protect them, trying to keep the older Voldemort-sympathisers from leaving and joining the battle, protecting the school and her students, and she had died at the hands of some of those whom she had taught only a few days before.

Severus sighed. "I have to leave, though." He looked over at Poppy, his eyes caressing her face with their gaze. "If I were selfish, I would ask that you come with me, but I think it's best that you stay here and go to sleep. No point in both of us having to get up and dressed."

"You could just put on your trousers and shirt...and your underwear and shoes, of course," Poppy suggested. "You can return for your other clothes tomorrow, or carry them with you tonight...or I could send them down with my house-elf. Just put on enough to be able to enter the corridor decently dressed, and then Floo to your rooms from the infirmary."

Severus nodded and forced himself to sit up. "I'll do that. I'll re-ward the infirmary from the inside. No need for you to get up."

Poppy watched Severus as he walked toward the bathroom. He paused and put his hand on the door, examining where it had split, where the door latch had broken away from the frame, and where three of the four hinges had been torn from the door. He shook his head and snorted in amusement.

Severus returned to the bedroom five minutes later, dressed in his trousers and shirt, carrying the rest of his clothing. He bent and kissed Poppy's lips. Her eyes opened.

"Good night, Poppy," he said softly. "Thank you for tonight. For going to dinner with me. For everything."

"I enjoyed it very much, and dinner was a real treat, as I said." She sat up and caressed his face. "I hope you sleep well."

"And you," he replied with a nod. "Are we still meeting tomorrow evening to discuss the project?"

"Yes. Seven-thirty?"

Severus nodded.

"See you tomorrow, Sev."

Severus kissed her once more lightly then left. Poppy heard the door to the sitting room close behind him.

~ End of Part Five ~

~ to be continued ~

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Chapter Fifty-Five: Not Falling in Love

Monday, 15 March 1999

Poppy makes a resolution, and Severus falls into a foul mood as the day wears on.

*Beginning of Part Six.*

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Characters: Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Poppy Pomfrey, Sarah Duffy

Preview of Upcoming Chapter Titles in Part Six

Chapter Fifty-Six: Out-of-Sorts

Monday, 15 March – Tuesday, 16 March 1999

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Characters: Severus Snape, Arthur Weasley, Poppy Pomfrey

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Making it Through the Week

Tuesday, 16 March 1999; Friday, 19 March 1999

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Characters: Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Poppy Pomfrey, Olivia Ouellette

Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Barghest's Howl

Friday, 19 March 1999

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Characters: Severus Snape, Filius Flitwick, Hermione Granger, Madam Rosmerta, Pomona Sprout, Rubeus Hagrid, Wilhelmina Grubbly-Plank, Olivia Ouellette, Tarrant McPherson, Auror Shakira Plummer, David Manning, Laura Walker Manning, Helena Benetti, and members of the Barghest's Howl

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Skimming the Lake

Friday, 19 March 1999

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Characters: Severus Snape, Helena Benetti

Chapter Sixty: Perfect Timing

Friday, 19 March 1999

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Characters: Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall

Chapter Sixty-One: Late Night Advice

Saturday, 20 March 1999, in the wee hours of the morning

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Characters: Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall

Chapter Sixty-Two: For Old Times' Sake

Friday, 19 March 1999

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Characters: Poppy Pomfrey, Quin MacAirt

Chapter Sixty-Three: A Little White Lie

Saturday, 20 March 1999

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Characters: Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Poppy Pomfrey

Chapter Sixty-Four: The Goblin's Knee

Saturday, 20 March 1999

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Characters: Severus Snape, Hermione Granger