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That Monday morning had been a somewhat uneventful one, which was nothing out of the ordinary. You and your husband had fought the urge to simply cuddle in bed all morning, as of course the both of you had classes to teach as always. Besides, it would look awfully suspicious if you and Severus both turned up to your classes extremely late. You didn't need the students getting any ideas. Of course, all the professors knew, naturally. Albus Dumbledore and his ever knowing mind had figured it out straight away one day, and by the time evening had rolled around, every single professor in Hogwarts was aware of the two of you's relationship.
Having had to physically rip the bed covers off Severus, he had whined and complained the entire time, trying to coax you back into bed with gentle kisses and loving caresses. It really had taken all of your willpower to remove him from you, as he knew that he was your weakness. Therefore he would always use it to his advantage. Every. Monday. Morning.
You sat at your desk, your 10:00am double period about to begin in around five minutes or so, with the mornings events playing around in a continuous loop in your head. Remembering the way Severus had ran his hands along your inner thighs, lightly sucking on your neck, was enough to make you squeeze your thighs together underneath the large oak desk of the room. You had tried pushing him off at the time, as you had felt your arousal increasing by the minute, but of course he persisted. Murmuring crude things of what he wanted to do to in your ear as his lips pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses across your jaw.
Shaking your head, you pulled yourself out of your thoughts, instead focusing your attention on the tall, looming window. You hadn't given in to Severus's game, therefore you were quite sexually frustrated and had been feeling that way for the entire morning. Trying to take your mind off things before the 6th year students arrived, you paid great attention to the sound of the rain pattering against the glass. Watching as two droplets raced down the window, waiting to see which one would win. This is pathetic, you thought to yourself, I am a grown woman for Merlins sake. I can control myself. It was as though your subconscious was laughing at your desperate attempt at reassuring yourself, and you gave a huff as you stood up, deciding to tidy up the classroom a little with your remaining minutes left until the students would come. As the new Charms Professor, your classroom was usually very messy. With forgotten wands and stray objects just scattered around. It was a nightmare to clean everyday, but hey, at least you were never bored. Sighing, you stashed the last remainders of left behind wands into your desk draw as you sat back down. You would clearly be expecting numerous visits of embarrassed students coming to collect their wands. You were used to it by now. Checking the clock, you were glad upon seeing that it finally read 10:00am, you would finally have some sort of distraction from your thoughts.
