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katescornerstore · 5 months

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𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐌𝐞

“Turn around and just tease me, baby”

the ask

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“Keep your hands still,” Price warns, pulling back in his chair to look down at you under his desk. You stop your hand from creeping up his thigh, pouting before placing them back in your lap. With a huff, you rest your head on his thigh and look up at him with pleading eyes. Price sighs, his gaze softening as he brushes through your hair gently.

"Keep your hands in your lap like a good girl," he says, turning his attention back to his computer but keeping a hand stroking your head, "I'm almost done." You nod obediently, closing your eyes and enjoying the feeling of his hand in your hair. You get bored after a while, trying to think of something to entertain yourself.

"Why do I even have to be under here?" you whine. Price chuckles, pulling back again to meet your big eyes. "Because, you're not really supposed to be here, right?" he whispers, "what if someone walked in and saw you? Huh, love?"

"It’s not like anyone comes in here,” you grumble, rolling your eyes. Price laughs before pulling out his seat further and standing up. “Get up then love,” he says as he walks over to the office door. You crawl out from under and sit in his chair, waiting for him. As you sit in his chair, he locks the office door turning back to you with a mischievous grin.

"Now," he says, walking back towards you, his voice dropping, "we have no distractions, no one to interrupt us." You raise an eyebrow, a teasing smile playing on your lips. He leans down, holding your chin gently between his fingers before pressing his lips against yours in a passionate kiss.

The kiss deepens, and you grab onto his forearm, your lips moving in sync with his. His hand moves from your chin to slide down the curve of your chest, cupping your tit in his palm. His hand further down to slip under your shirt, squeezing your waist as you arch your back, moaning softly into the kiss. His hand guides you to stand up, pressing your back against his desk.

You whine softly and chase after his lips as Price pulls away slightly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Don't do that," Price whispers against your lips, his accent sending shivers down your spine. He pulls your shirt slowly over your head, carelessly tossing it on the floor. You feel a rush of anticipation as Price kisses between your tits, his hands snaking behind your back to unhook your bra, sliding it off your shoulders.

The cool air hits your bare tits, causing your nipples to harden. Price kisses over your chest, cupping your tits in his hands before taking your nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. Your body responds eagerly to his touch, pushing into him as he sucks gently, keeping his eyes locked on yours. You can't help but let out a soft moan, running your hand through his hair as you revel in the pleasure coursing through your body.

As the intensity builds, Price's hands begin to explore further down your body, trailing up your thigh. He pulls back and sits back in his seat, watching as your breath quickens, a soft plea for more escaping your lips.

You grip the edge of his desk as he unbuttons your pants, sliding them down your thighs. His touch sends shivers down your spine, and you eagerly lift your hips to assist him. The anticipation heightens as he leans in closer, his warm breath grazing your hip bone.

"What's this, love?" Price's voice is filled with curiosity as his thumb brushes the small and discolored scar on your hip. You bite your cheek, looking away from his eyes, suddenly feeling vulnerable. His eyes soften, placing a gentle kiss on the scar before just stroking it with his thumb as you collect your thoughts.

He stands up straight, his expression filled with concern as he guides your eyes back to his. "When did you get the scar?" he asks gently, stroking your cheek with his thumb. You drop your head on his chest, inhaling his intoxicating and comforting cologne. Price scratches your scalp, waiting for you.

You pull away from his chest, his eyes searching yours for an answer. "It's from a mission I went on a few years ago," you reply, looking down at where his hand holds your hip, his thumb brushing over the scar. "I'm fine now," you reassure with a gentle kiss on his lips, "don't worry."

"Why didn't you tell me about it before?" he asks, concern evident in his voice. "It was just a gunshot, it barely hurt," you shrug, "I'm fine, now can you get back to you know," you say biting your lip to suppress a smirk, tugging his shirt out of his belt, leaning in closer to him.

His eyes soften and a smirk plays on the corners of his lips, his concern slowly fading away. "I wish you would have told me earlier though," he admits, "this is kinda a weird way to find out." You giggle softly, "I know, but right now, all I want is you."

He chuckles softly as you pull his shirt over his head, his worries forgotten in the heat of the moment. Your hands roam over his bare chest, tracing the contours of his muscles. His lips brushed against yours, "I can't resist that, now can I?" he whispers, his lips meeting yours in a passionate kiss.

The kiss deepens and you tug on his belt, desperately undoing it and dropping it on the floor with a clink. Your hand slips into his waistband, feeling his heavy cock leaking with anticipation. A low groan escapes his lips turning into a chuckle as he pulls away slightly. Price grabs and tugs your hand away from his waistband, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Not so fast, love," he teases, holding your wrist in a firm grip.

"Please, John, I've been waiting all day," you plead, your voice breaking with desire as you try to free your hand from his grasp. He chuckles softly, his eyes darkening with desire as you look up at him with your big, pleading eyes. Price's mischievous smile grows wider, dropping his hand from your wrist. "Turn around for me," he whispers, his voice low and husky.

Your heart races as you obey, feeling a surge of excitement and anticipation when you place your hands on the desk. "You'll get my cock soon enough," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear as he pushes your hair away from your neck.

You bite your lip to hide the pathetic whimper that tries to escape your lips. Price kisses your neck slowly and trails his fingers up the back of your thigh, sending shivers down your spine. "Just let me play with you first," he says, moving his lips to your shoulder.

You feel a rush of heat between your legs as his fingers find their way to your front, slipping under the waistband of your panties. Your body trembles as he cups your aching pussy and begins to tease you with gentle strokes over your clit.

Your head drops down and your breathing becomes heavier as you grind against his hand, losing yourself in the pleasure he's giving you. "You like that, don't you, love?" he whispers, his voice filled with a mix of desire and satisfaction. You nod, unable to form words as you push your hips against his hand, craving more of his touch. "Yeah, I can feel how wet you are," he continues, his fingers sliding easily between your slick folds.

The moans that escape your lips uncontrollably confirm his every word. His fingers circle your sensitive clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You moan loudly, dropping your head back on his shoulder and pressing yourself back against him.

Price shushes you, "Be quiet, love. Can't have anyone to hear you." His low voice and his accent only add to your arousal. "What would they think if they knew how much you enjoy being touched by your captain like this?" he whispers, his breath hot against your ear.

His words only make you whimper louder as the thought of being caught intensifies the ache between your legs. "I can't, John," you cry, "Y-you feel too good, god- need you inside," you plead, your voice filled with desperation. Price presses his lips against your neck, his beard tickling your sensitive skin.

Your pleas fall on deaf ears as Price continues to stroke your clit, his touch becoming more intense. His other hand slides up your body, tracing the curve of your waist before settling on your breasts. He gently pinches and tugs at your nipples, eliciting a sharp gasp from you. "What do you want?" Price whispers, pressing his lips against your ear.

As the pressure in your stomach builds, you find it harder to contain your moans, desperately craving the release that only he can provide. "Want your cock inside me," you whimper, your words barely audible through the heavy breaths and moans escaping your lips.

His fingers slide out from your panties making you let out a whimper of frustration. You rub your thighs together, trying to alleviate some of the ache between your legs. Price watches you, bringing his fingers to his lips as the other roam over your stomach. "I got you, love," he teases, pushing his computer aside before guiding you to bend over his desk as he kisses your spine.

He runs his hands over the curve of your ass as he takes his cock out of his pants. As he lands hard spank on your ass, a mix of pleasure and pain shoots through your body. You gasp, feeling the sting lingering on your skin as you push back against him. Price groans as he slowly strokes himself, his eyes locked on your soaked core.

"Stop teasing," you plead, looking back at him with pleading eyes. He coos, gripping your hips tightly as he pulls your panties down the curve of your ass. He positions himself at your entrance, sliding his tip through your folds. With a low groan, he slowly slides his tip into you, filling you inch by inch. The sensation is overwhelming, and you can't help but arch your back, moaning loudly. Your walls clench around him, urging him to go deeper, you drop your head on his desk.

"There you go," he whispers, sliding in deeper until he is fully buried inside you. Price pauses for a moment, savoring the tightness and warmth enveloping him. He starts to move with deep and slow thrusts, the veins of his cock dragging against your walls. As he continues to slide in and out of you, you push back meeting his every movement.

The intensity builds, and you can feel the pleasure radiating through your body. You huff and gasp, your breath coming in short, desperate bursts. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mingling with your needy moans of pleasure. Every nerve ending in your body is on fire, as Price holds your shoulder to steady himself as he speeds up his thrusts.

"Oh Christ, love, feel so good," he groans, his voice strained with desire. "Quiet, though, gotta be quiet," he groans as he tries to stifle his own sounds. You purse your lips, struggling to muffle the moans and whines that leave your pretty lips. The desk beneath you creaks and groans with each thrust that causes your body to jolt forward.

Price looks at where your bodies meet, grunting at the sight of your cunt sucking him in greedily. "Fuck- you're so wet," he breathes out, his eyes fixed on your wetness glistening on his length as it slides in and out of you. "This pussy was made for me," he growls, his voice filled with possessiveness and satisfaction. You reach down between your legs, messily circling your clit with your fingers, causing your wall to tighten around him even more.

Price leans over you, dropping his head on your shoulder, his hot breath and beard tickling your skin as he moans in your ear. The new angle makes his tip hit a spot deep inside you as he ruts against your plush ass. "You feel- ugh so good, John," you moan, your words interrupted by a whimper as Price thrusts harder. "I know, love," Price breathlessly responds, "Want you to cum for me."

The pressure builds in your stomach again as you continue to sloppily rub your clit as Price ruts against you. "Wanna come so badly," you whimper. You can feel yourself teetering on the edge and Price knows it, kissing your neck softly as he whispers, "Come on, baby, come for me."

The intensity of his words and the feeling of his lips on your skin push you over the edge, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body as you finally reach your climax. "That's it," Price groans in your ear, his voice filled with satisfaction. You squeeze your eyes shut and let out a breathless moan as you collapse on his desk.

He continues with shallow thrusts as he chases his release, his movements becoming messy and desperate. He tucks his head in the crook of your neck as he pumps faster and harder, his breath hot against your skin. With one final deep thrust, he releases himself inside of you, his body shuddering with the intensity of his orgasm.

Price sits back up and with a low growl as he gently pulls out of you, his cum dripping down your thighs. You look back at him as he reaches for a tissue to clean you both up. He pulls your panties back up over your hips, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. He tucks himself back into his pants as you stand back up, a mischievous grin spreading across your face.

"Nuh uh, love," Price says, shaking his head while putting his belt back on. "I still got work to do." He holds your chin and plants a quick kiss on your pouty lips before grabbing his shirt from the floor and slipping it back on.

"Fine," you huff as you follow suit and grab your clothes from the floor. Price sits back down in his chair, his eyes staying on you as you slowly dress yourself. You can't help but smile to yourself as you pull your shirt over your bra, feeling Price's gaze lingers on you.

As you finish getting dressed, you can't resist but glance back at Price, who is now wearing a smirk on his face. "I'll be sitting over here if you need me, captain," you say plopping down in the chair across from his desk. Price chuckles softly and shakes his head in amusement. "I think I'll be just fine, love" he replies, his smirk widening before fully turning his attention back to his computer.

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katescornerstore · 3 years

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Love Never Truly Dies

@severussimpblog Thank you for the follow and for interacting. I hope you enjoy this. I might have gone a tad overboard but I did want to take this a little further.

Genre: Angst

Warnings: mention of miscarriage, death, abuse,

Characters: Severus Snape X Female reader

Word count: 731

Read time: roughly 5 minutes

Love Never Truly Dies

Severus Snape was a adept man. Like had thrown him into a never-ending obstacle course. Leaning back in his office chair, he let out a deep sigh. His dark eyes drifted around his office landing on the concealed pictures. Y/n’s smile lit up every picture. The first one showed them relaxing in a reading nook. He kept glancing between his book and Y/n. Severus wasn’t sure who snuck into the library and snapped the picture but he was thankful. There isn’t very many pictures of them before they sorted into their houses at Hogwarts.

In the next picture, Severus was swinging Y/n around in a hug. Lily snapped it just moments after he asked Y/n out. He would forever be grateful to Lily for taking it. The smile that graced their faces spoke volumes. Standing up he made his way over so he could run his fingers over their wedding picture. Y/n’s elegant black wedding dress shimmered as she leaned in to kiss him. Getting married young was frowned on by almost everyone in their lives. Y/n’s dad gifted them the house of Y/n’s dreams. Marrying and moving in with her was one of his best decisions. Packing what little belongings he had in front of his mother, he had felt no regret. Most of what he had came from Y/n with a few odds and ends from Lily. Y/n had left the room to grab the other box from the living room. Screaming filled the air. Tobias. Running in time to see his father raise his hand toward Y/n. Stepping between them, Sev drew his wand and pointed it at his father. Turning his head towards Y/n, he spoke lowly.

“Are you ok, love?”

Y/n nodded her head. Wide eyes stared back into his eyes. Lip trembling, she held back her tears.

“Why don’t you head on home then? I’ll be right behind you.”

Turning his head back towards his father, he spoke in a low deadly voice.

“You will not touch my wife or my unborn child.”

A harsh laugh filled the room as a quiet gasp sounded from behind them.

“Or what boy, you’ll kill me?”

“Yes, for them yes.”

“A baby?”

A knock pulled Severus out of this thoughts. The fourth picture was a sonogram. Malfoy had tripped Y/n out of spite. He had thought Y/n stole Severus away from him.

‘Hard to steal me when I was never yours to begin with. You took so much from us. Y/n shut down for so long. I had to watch her light dim.’

Stepping away from the pictures, he started to organize his shelves before calling out to whoever was at the door.

“Yes.”

The door creaked open to reveal a smiling Dumbledore.

“Ah, Severus. I see your in fine spirits today. I was just stopping in to see how you are fairing. Though I must say, I miss the old Severus, but atlas I will take what I can get.”

Dumbledore turned to head back out before stopping suddenly.

“I miss her too, you know. She was such a bright light in such a dark time. I know this might not be what you want to hear. She gave her life to save yours, Severus.”

“My life isn’t comparable to hers. She should have let me die that day. Why didn’t she?”

“I do not know my boy. Maybe she knew something we did not. I do know you will see her again.”

With that Dumbledore left, leaving Severus to his racing thoughts. Heart aching, he looked at the last photo. It was of them brewing together in his potions classroom the day they found out they found out she was pregnant. Footsteps sounded from his quarters.

“Dad?”

She looked so much like Y/n, almost a carbon copy. She had his eyes though but they held the same light her mothers had. He smiled.

~Epilogue~

Blood seeping from his wounds, he watched the trio make their way out towards the castle. His lungs rattled with effort as the poison made its way through his system towards his heart. Minnie would take care of y/d/n and would see that she had everything she would need. Closing his eyes, he released the tension out of his body.

Opening his eyes, he was greeted with Y/n’s smile. Opening her arms wide she threw her arms around him.

“Welcome home, love.”

#severus snape #severus snape angst

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