“Do you have any idea the trouble you caused me last night?” Severus glowered once he and Linklean were alone in the staff lounge.

For a brief, alarming instant Linklean thought he might have been referring to his sultry whimsy of the night before. “Whatever do you mean?”

“Those relaxing mints you gave me. I had one.” Severus admitted pointedly.

“And did it not relax you?”

“No, you blundering idiot!” Severus snarled, though Linklean was picking up on something a bit different than anger. “I had been in the middle of something rather important and because of your deplorable mints I was unable to finish!”

“I fail how to see how this is particularly my fault.” Linklean groused, annoyed that Severus was taking out his petty frustrations out on him. To think they had been getting on so well as of late; the stolen kisses in shadows of the hall, the quick groping sessions. Linklean half listened as Severus raged at him, sharp tongue spitting out heated words that lost all meaning on him. After a moment, Linklean gave up and merely shrugged, turning to leave.

“And just where do you think you’re going?” Severus snapped.

Linklean quickly found himself on the receiving end of that hot mouth and sharp tongue as Severus shoved him into the closest wall and began caressing the spot on his neck just below his ear. The retort that he had been biding his time to voice disappeared as the breath stopped short in his throat. He was unable to move all save for the involuntarily twitching of his hands as his body tried to register the pleasure surging through him. He could feel the warmth of his breath on his ear as Severus exhaled and it was a delicious torture. The muscles in his head contracted as his ears twitched closer to the source; Severus simply needed to move his mouth upwards by a mere bit… just a little bit more….

His body all but turned to water when a firm bite caught his earlobe. The air he had been holding in his throat flew from his lips in a horribly needy moan. Severus’ teeth inched upwards and Linklean’s breath came in short bursts, exploding from his chest in a ceaseless string of soft breathy moans. He couldn’t stop moaning; he wanted to, knowing that he sounded completely indecent. He clamped his lips tight together but instead of moaning he was whining –no good. He opened his mouth again, letting the air rush from his lungs, carrying his soft pleas with him. It wasn’t until Severus was heavily rubbing his erection against his bottom that he considered the effect moaning had on the other might be a good one.

“What are you saying?” The rich sound of Severus’ voice filled his ear. The lust swirling in Linklean’s brain cleared momentarily as he realised he’d been muttering in Ancient. He laughed a little in spite of himself and then turned to speak over his shoulder. Words tumbled from his lips as smoothly as silk; he had always been better at speaking his native language than English. English was coarse and jarring and he fumbled constantly with it, but his first language was flawless and beautiful and apparently having a curious affects on Severus; Linklean quickly found himself turned around and forced back up against the wall as soon as he had finished his sentence.

Tongue and teeth were everywhere as Severus impatiently pulled at the buttons of his dress shirt. Little alarms went off inside Linklean’s mind that told him this was going beyond permissible for their current location. The mouth that had been at his ear was now travelling southwards, giving Linklean a few precious seconds of clarity.

“Severus… staff room.” Linklean forced his mouth to speak something Severus would understand –though the temptation to continue in Ancient was extremely high.

Severus looked up from his exploration of flesh as the words registered. He dug inside his robes, found his wand and flung an indignant ward upon the door. Linklean gawked at Severus’ unusual display of disregard and then was threatened to be consumed entirely with the look of uncontrolled want in his eyes. He found himself breathless again as Severus rubbed an already hardened nipple. Linklean reached out, grasping Severus around the waist and pulled their needy erections in contact. The groan that escaped Severus’ barely parted lips could only be suitably echoed with more silky tones of Ancient.

Linklean could feel the pressure mounting as they abandoned everything else in favour of thrusting steadily into each other. Even through the fabric of their clothes, Linklean could feel the heat of Severus’ swollen cock as though they were only separated by a thin material. In the last moments, just before orgasm, when their movements had become fierce to the point of a sweet pain and pleasure, the door opened and the wards reset their clothing. Neither noticed however, because they climaxed only a moment later. The door was closed silently and the intruder was down the next hall before either had caught their breath.