Sevastyan and Viper's Snog Spot

((Revenge! xD))

Viper pulled Sevastyan along with her into the Gryffindor Common Room, the smirk on her face one proving and demostrating to all that she was worthy of the title Head of Slytherin House. She giggled, feeling as though she herself was a student once again, up to no good.

Briefly, she let her eyes wander through the Gryffindor Common Room curiously, as this was the first time she had ever entered said room. After a moment, she turned back to Sevastyan with a shrug. "Not nearly as lovely as the Slytherin Common Room but I'll let you be the judge of that later on." she smiled suggestively as she leaned closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Sevastyan allowed himself to be pulled along on this excursion. Though he never attended Hogwarts, he couldn't help but have similar feelings Viper was having about now. A chuckle left his lips in reaction to Amaranth's giggles.

A similar sense of curiosity overwhelmed him briefly. It actually resembled the color scheme of his own chambers, to a degree. He'd never really had reason to be in here. In fact, the only reason he was here now still had him by the hand. "Precisely how much later? Tonight? Tomorrow?" he asked, smirking at the contact as his hands found her sides.

Sevastyan leaned forward so that their noses nearly touched. "Or are you going to torture me vith the suspense?" he whispered flirtatiously.

Viper shrugged playfully. "No idea." she returned the smirk at his contact. "Depends on how long our little adventures last here. Hopefully it won't be too much later on."

She laughed at his flirtatious whispers. "Hmm, now there's a thought. Well, since we're already here..." she replied with a smile before closing the remaining distance between her and Sevastyan and kissing him fully.

"Hopefully," he agreed.

Sevastyan couldn't help but chuckle at having apparently given Amaranth an idea. Anticipating the kiss, the Russian caught Viper's lips with his and returned the gesture. As opposed to their first kiss, he let this one go on for quite a bit longer before breaking away.

"Are you villing to risk getting caught?" he asked with deliberately feigned concern before gathering her lips again in another kiss that was slightly deeper. Getting 'caught' was the whole idea of being out in the open like this, and Sevastyan certainly wasn't worried anymore. He might've been around the time of the trial regarding Lestrange, because he was wrongly accused of being someone's lover. Insofar as Sevastyan was concerned that was ancient history, and this was now.

"Oh I'm just quivering with fear at the thought of someone catching us completely unawares. Why! I may even faint..." she breathed out dramatically with feigned distress.

"Are you willing?" she asked in a rather suggestive tone, lightly scratching his neck with her nails.

"That means I'll be in the perfect position to catch you then," Sevastyan returned with a gruffness to his voice that sounded pleasingly odd when mixed with play.

He attempted to tilt his head to allow her greater access to his neck as her fingernails trailed down it. "More than you know," Sevastyan practically rasped, one hand leaving her side to trace her features with his thumb. His other fingers were splayed across one side of her neck, before slowly curling around her chin. With a wandless spell he undid three of the buttons on his jacket which loosened the collar from its close contact with his skin. A hint of a hunter green tanktop could be seen underneath.

"Better?" Sevastyan asked in regards to the collar before pulling her into another soundly passionate kiss.

Without pulling away from their lip-lock, Viper reached for the hairtie that bound Sevastyan's hair together and pulled it out gently, casting off to the side.

"Much better," she breathed out with a smile, momentarily pulling back.

As soon as the words were uttered she immediately initiated another, more passionate kiss immediately, running her fingers through his hair, lightly scratching his neck.

Sevastyan hadn't a clue what she was doing to his hair, and being distracted as he was with the kiss and not the one for vanity he really didn't care. It didn't take long to figure out what was going on the moment his hair cascaded down to his neck just as it had the other night...

Did she prefer his hair down? Sevastyan couldn't be sure, but rather liked the idea that hair up meant professor and hair down meant passionate, uninhibited lover. An interesting symbology, but not interesting enough to keep his attention from her for very long at all. Amaranth was far more interesting and engaging than an observation about hair!

He grinned briefly at her breathy reply, which was about all Sevastyan had time to do before being overtaken even more amorously than before. It seemed to him as if either they were just steadily taking turns intensifying their encounter or they were in a bit of a contest for most passionate kisser. The second idea made him laugh inwardly. She seemed the type to do that, and he was the kind of man that would take her up on that challenge. As though he were calling the bet in a game of poker Sevastyan matched all of the emotion he could find and even added a bit more. Instinctively the hand formerly curled around her chin went to cradle the back of her head, getting lost within the black sea of hair. Sevastyan only broke the kiss when he felt an urgent need to come up for air.

As Sevastyan panted for breath, he estimated there were about fifteen crucial buttons on his jacket before the thing could be slipped off. Three were undone already. Removing the hand that cradled the back of Viper's head, Sevastyan undid five more buttons. The dark green tanktop beneath could be seen a bit clearer now.

Deciding the break had lasted long enough - if not too long for his tastes - Sevastyan returned the hand to her hair while the other gave her back a little nudge so that one couldn't even get a bit of parchment between their bodies. Instead of seeking out her lips, he instead hovered near her ear. "Russians have thick skin," he whispered with a slight tremble in his voice, "...by all means, scratch harder. You von't hurt me." The moment the words left his lips Sevastyan tilted his head to the side, exposing a great deal of bare neck, and began a string of kisses at the center of Amaranth's own neck.

Viper smirked at the sight of the dark green tank top. "Has my fondness for green and our little...adventures...in my chambers caused the fondness to rub off on you as well?" Using a combination of magic and her own fingers, Viper undid the rest of the buttons and pushed away the jacket, leaving Sevastyan clad in his tanktop. "It's a wonderful color on you though..." she managed before meeting his lips once more.

She laughed in response to his statement about Russians and their skin. "I should hope so. After this is all over you'll need it for all the possible rumours the dear Gryffindors may choose to spread..." With the encouragement, Viper dug her nails deeper, hard enough to leave marks. As she felt Sevastyan's lips at her neck, she sighed and shrugged off her own emerald overrobe, leaving her in her fishnet top.

(This is what the top looks like, except the fishnet part is black while the fabric under it is, of course, emerald green http://www.starstruck-dancewear.co.uk/images/uploads/2331.jpg))

((OH ME GRYFFINDOR EYES!!!!))

((LOL Lustre! ))

"I've alvays liked the color," he told her between breaths as she undid the remaining buttons. The heavy cloth of his jacket fell to the floor with a quiet thud. Hmm... another aspect of the professor, gone... he mused. But, like the bit with the hair, Sevastyan rather liked the idea of it being a regular practice to remove these items. A figurative spark seemed to ignite between the two of them the moment their lips met again.

((had to make reference to their theme song for here... couldn't resist! ^_^))

"Who cares about rumors? I'll just tell them I got into a battle vith a very dangerous and indescribably beautiful creature out in the forbidden forest on vone of my morning hikes..." he replied, voice weakening slightly at the harsher contact, but not out of pain. Sevastyan kept steadily at her neck as she removed the overrobe. The hand at her back plucked at the strings of the fishnet top, wondering how the heck to approach this dilemma. Sevastyan tilted his head the other way to kiss the other side of Viper's neck, leaving an unmarked stretch of neck wide open for her.

((lol ^_^))

Viper raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Dangerous? Hmm... should I be offended or flattered? Oh, screw it..." she sighed as she felt Sevastyan's lips move to the other side of her neck. Realizing what she said she giggled. "No pun intended..."

Her fingers racked through Sevastyan's locks, soon attacking the previously unmarked portion of his neck, before she tilted her head to engage him in a liplock once more.

((Okay D's going in before this thing gets real hot. And actually burn her eyes off))

Diana climbed into the portait hole to stop dead on the spot.

"PROFESSOR?!"

((lol!))

Hearing a familiar female voice, Viper smirked. "Mission accomplished..." she whispered against Sevastyan's lips.

"Good evening, Ms.Casillas. Is there something we can help you with?" she asked innocently, not breaking away from Sevastyan.

((Hahaha!))

"Definitely... a compliment," Sevastyan muttered between kisses even though she'd just told him to 'screw it'. The first response that came to mind would have taken too long to say, so he dropped the topic on the spot. A grunt of sorts escaped him in the brief time between scratch and kiss, though it wasn't one of pain. Despite the marks Viper was likely leaving behind, it hadn't hurt a bit.


Sevastyan started at the shriek, truthfully not having noticed Miss Casillas. At Viper's whispered comment he couldn't help but smirk. "Is she referring to you or me?" he breathed, though eventually decided he'd best turn round and address the fact that they'd gotten caught. Once situated, though, Sevastyan slung an arm around Amaranth's waist and made sure one couldn't even get a single hair between them.

"Yes. How might ve be able to assist you, Miss Casillas?" he asked with the same cadence of innocence, paying no nevermind to the fact that his jacket was on the floor in front of them. He had no idea where the hairtie was.

"I have no idea..." Viper whispered in reply. "To be honest, I don't even think she has an idea. She seems quite stunned." Viper laughed silently, leaning into Sevastyan's embrace.

The Potions Mistress eyed their tossed garments with an amused eye, struggling to keep a straight face as she waited for the teen's response.

((Yeah, Diana's quite petrified. XD))

"I... uh..." Diana said stupidly. "I..."

She blinked several times.

"I think I'll come back later..." And she turned on her heel. "Carry on," she added.

Sevastyan couldn't help the laugh that escaped him. "There is no need to leave, Miss Casillas - I think ve have kept the Common Room to ourselves for long enough," he said, turning his head to look at Amaranth. "Vouldn't you agree?"

With the arm that wasn't wrapped around the Potions Mistress, Sevastyan reached into the pocket of his trousers to retrieve a shiny, golden coin. It didn't really resemble a galleon, but there appeared to be something magically special about it. "How about a coin toss - I'll take heads, and you can take tails?" he more than audibly whispered to Viper.

With a smirk, Viper nodded in agreement, "Yes, we wouldn't want to impose..."

At the appearance of a golden coin and the added explanation, Viper raised an eyebrow. "Why do you get to be heads?" she whispered rather loudly with amusement.

Sevastyan gave her a flirtatious smirk, though didn't say anything at first. Oh, but he was tempted... and it showed. "Fine: I vill be tails, and you can be heads. How about that?" he suggested, quiet but no longer whispering. The delight in his eyes made the stormy hue of the irises brighter.

Viper pretended to think about it for a moment. "I don't really feel like being heads either..." she replied, her emerald eyes sparkling in response to his brightened storms.

A rather boisterous outburst of laughter erupted from Sevastyan at her comment. "It's a coin, Amaranth - there's nothing left!" he managed between laughs and briefly increased the pressure of his arm about her waist in a kind of embrace.

Without waiting for her to pick a side of the coin, Sevastyan flicked it into the air and caught it, but kept the "result" hidden beneath his fingers. "So, vhich vill it be?" he whispered, leaning in her direction to gently and mildly kiss her openly in front of Miss Casillas.

With a smile, Viper leaned into the embrace, accepting the kiss, despite the short length. "Tails never fails," she smirked, resting her head against his shoulder, waiting for the results.

Sevastyan opened his hand and examined the results. Tails. He grinned.

"So it vould seem," he remarked jovially and returned the coin to his pocket. "Very vell: I'll follow your lead."

For a moment he considered picking up his jacket, but in the end decided to follow the same actions as Amaranth, whatever they may be. The House-Elves would probably make certain the matter of any clothing left behind found their rightful owners at any rate.

Viper grinned and grasped Sevastyan by the hand. "Have a good night, Ms.Cassillas." she shot a flirtatious gaze at Sevastyan before turning back to the teen. "I know I will..." before kissing him deeply once more and exiting the common room, deliberately leaving her overrobe on the floor in feigned forgetfulness.