"N-no.." Spencer blushed and confessed. really, she shouldn't have expected any less. She figured the problem between her and her airy friend was that they were both on the more submissive side. Spencer knew she needed someone much more strong.
"Really?" Spencer questioned, her academic curiosity getting the best of her for the moment. She had heard of the sorting hat speaking to students, but she hadn't witnessed it herself before, there was no question about her own housing. "What was the hat going to sort you into?"
Carrow was so quick that Spencer didn't have time to prepare herself before her professor teased her sensitive nipples. She let out a long, low moan.
Her professor's words made her heart beat faster and a shot of warmth hit between her legs. "Professor..." she breathed as she danced, her voice ragged with lust and need.