You had a deal with Severus, you got a 5-minute HeadStart, and if he caught you still, you would be his slave for good.
At least he was giving you a fighting chance to get away. Part of you was hoping he would catch you. Was that wrong? Wanting to be a slave for the Potions Professor? Your fellow colleague.
Your breaths were labored after running for so long that you decided to hunker down behind a tree in the courtyard, hoping the shadows would keep you concealed. You just couldn't run anymore. Your heartbeat in your ears, hearing the blood rush through your body with every pound.
"nice try slut" a raspy voice snarled from above.
Severus was poised leaning against the tree, glaring down at you with soft brown eyes.
Before you could even look toward the voice a hand grabbed your throat and pulled you to your feet.
"such a pathetic escape attempt. I think you wanted to get caught hm?" he asked, lips grazing your jaw line hungrily.
The cold night air was becoming thick with carnal desire as his knee pressed between your legs.
"I can feel the fucking heat. You did want to get caught, didn't you? I should punish you for not giving it your all~" he growled. His teeth nibbled your earlobe, tugging it down while his hands moved to graze along your shoulders, arms, and then your chest.
He stopped just shy of your nipples that had hardened from all the excitement. "a deal is a deal" he whispered, "lets take this back to my office, whore. go on. March"