The two embraced in the quiet office. Iblis let out a soft sigh, her gaze dropping to look at Snape, whose face was buried in the crook of her neck. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot up from her neck. Her body stiffened, and an involuntary whimper escaped her lips.
"Severus...?"
The man's teeth sank deeply into the sensitive skin of the girl's neck. He felt the tremor of Iblis's body in his arms, and the intoxicating sensation passing from her lips flooded his senses. The moan slipping from the girl's mouth sent a surge of heat straight to his core, kindling a deep hunger within. Rational thought was rapidly drowning in a tidal wave of primal need.
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