Too Sexy Snape for spankerella
Willow whooped and hollered as Severus Snape made his way down the catwalk, still clad in his school robes. The rest of the already excited crowd of Hogwarts female students slowly quietened as they recognised him.
He and Willow shared one look, with Severus somehow managing to roll his eyes disdainfully without breaking eye contact. And then the music started.
As Right Said Fred’s "I’m Too Sexy" blared out of the muggle loudspeakers, Severus Snape, the most feared teacher in Hogwarts, strutted backwards along the catwalk, moving his body in time to the rhythm.
Bobbing and weaving along with the flashes of light, he reached for the clasp of his robes. And just as the words “I’m too sexy for this shirt!” pealed out, he ripped the dark robes off. And there he was, Severus Snape, head of Slytherin, He Who Stalks the Corridors At Night, dressed in a sequin covered pair of boxer shorts – and nothing else.
There was a collective intake of breath from everyone as details of his physique were revealed. And all the time, he kept moving, dancing to the rhythm.
And then Willow woke up.
Lying in her warm bed in Hogwarts, she smiled gently, and moved one of her hands along the side of the figure in bed with her. “Sevvie?” she inquired in the most seductive tone she could manage.
Willow blinked. “You don’t even know what I was going to ask,” she pouted.
“You were going to ask me to perform un-natural gyrations of my body to Muggle music and all in the name of charity,” Severus practically snarled.
“Um.. well… yes.. How did you --?” Willow stammered.
“You babble incessantly, even in your sleep,” said Snape, amusement clear in his voice. He rolled over and kissed her gently on her forehead. “Now get to sleep. That whimsy of yours is never going to happen.”
Willow smiled, and snaked one hand down in between the two of them. “Really? Is there nothing I can do to persuade you?” She squeezed. “Nothing at all?”
“Well,” said Snape, his body happily responding, “I suppose there’s always room for negotiations about a private performance…”
Willow smirked and kissed him deeply. One step at a time, one step at a time….