Snape let one hand drift down to her bare thigh, rubbing her gently as the other forearm held her firmly against his body. "Look at everything," he whispered against her ear. "Take it all in. This room is for light play. No penetrative sex, no instruments or toys... just oral and manual stimulation." She bit her lip as his fingers slid fractionally higher, his thumb rubbing at the upper edge of her thigh beneath her dress. She looked again, this time focusing on a man licking his female partner. She couldn’t see his expression, but the woman’s head was tilted up, panting in pleasure. It reminded her of how delightful Snape’s tongue had felt even in that brief initial kiss... would he do that to her? Did he like to?