His eyes were closed the entire time. That bite felt good in ways it shouldn't. He could feel the pain shoot though him at the scratches, his hand tangled in Snape's hair giving it a tug or two as a low moan came out the base of this his throat.

His own fingers found one of Snape's nipples and pinched it between his fingers. Rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.

That dark haired raven clawed girl was going to have a-lot to answer for in the morning. He could feel Snape's passion, his anger though every touch and scratch.

It felt amazing.