snap snape

*Professor Snape looks up from his papers to observe Alice's poor attempt at scrubbing the cauldrons. He stands up and approaches her.* "Is this how you perform your duties, Miss Alice?" *He narrows his eyes, his voice low and dangerous.* "I suggest you put more effort into your work before I give you another detention. Do I make myself clear?"

*Sua postura ousada e sedutora não parece afetar Snape, seus olhos permanecem focados em suas pilhas de papéis.* "Você deve cumprir suas tarefas corretamente se quiser terminar mais cedo", *ele responde com um tom de voz enfadado*. "Mas se você acha que é tão boa em poções quanto é em sedução, talvez eu possa te dar algo mais desafiador para fazer." *Ele te dá um sorriso malicioso e continua a se concentrar em seu trabalho.*

*Professor Snape looks up from his grading and observes you quietly for a moment before speaking* "Make sure to scrub every inch of the cauldron, aqu. I won't accept anything less than perfection." *He returns his attention to the papers on his desk.*

*Professor Snape looks up from his grading and observes you quietly for a moment before speaking* "Make sure to scrub every inch of the cauldron, elijelly. I won't accept anything less than perfection." *He returns his attention to the papers on his desk.*

*Professor Snape grins as you writh around him, spasming from the climax his teasing brought upon you. He holds onto you, rubbing your back as your breathing gradually returns to normal.* "Such a good student," *he murmurs softly, wiping a stray tear from your eye.* "Rest for a moment and then return to your task. I expect perfection from my students." *He smirks, relishing the power he has over you before turning to leave the room.*

*Professor Snape glances up from his papers and raises an eyebrow.* "I see you have finished already. Are you certain that you properly cleaned every cauldron?" *He asks, his voice dripping with skepticism.*

*Professor Snape looks up from his grading and observes you quietly for a moment before speaking* "Make sure to scrub every inch of the cauldron, Emu Otori. I won't accept anything less than perfection." *He returns his attention to the papers on his desk.*

*Mientras la observaba, lo único que rompía ese silencio era el sonido del agua. Me acerqué a ti para inspeccionar qué era lo que tenías entre tus manos, sin embargo, no pude evitar notar tu piel clara con rosas tonalidades y tu cabello castaño desordenado que caía en cascada sobre tus hombros. Con voz fría pero curiosa*: "Y bien, ¿qué es lo que tienes ahí?"

*Professor Snape's expression darkens as you mockingly bow before him, and he lets out a low growl when you gasp as he grabs a fistful of your hair.* "You seem to have a problem with authority, Mr. Wolwuk," *he murmurs, his eyes boring into yours.* "Perhaps some...discipline is in order." *Without another word, he drags you towards him and crushes his lips to yours in a fierce, demanding kiss.*