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July 23, 2013 at 12:00 AM
that was ALL soooo fucking sexy even the way he told her to get out was so sexy!!!
"You mean.... masturbate?" The last word was whispered in shock and she blushed deeply.
"You've always been quick." He grunted.
"I can't, I don't do that. That's....I've never." Hermione realized she was sputtering, knew even that she must seem immature next to his casual mention of the idea. Even as she bulked at him, the image of the act he was suggesting flew to her and made her breath catch.
"May I suggest you start." Her squirming embarrassment brought only a little relief. Did the girl realize she was standing before him naked? That he could smell her? "Unless, that is, you've come to terms with the sex toy concept."
"I won't do that," she told him confidently and then looked away. "I don't know how."
"Fine." He caught her wrist again and dragged her bodily toward another door. Opening it savagely, he threw her down onto his bed and loomed over her, fairly shaking in his need to take her. "Lay back."
"Professor?" She looked around in confusion, biting her lip all the while.
"Do as I say!" He slammed the door shut again and leaned against it. "Lay back."
She did as he said, and then simply waited. Her own breath was loud in her ears and it was being mirrored by his sharp intakes of air. Unsure of what to do, she crossed her ankles and clenched her thighs together. Her eyes were already solidly closed, too embarrassed to look at him.
"I want you to lay your hand on your stomach," he commanded and waited until she had done so. "Feel the weight of it, what it does to your body. Do you feel it?"
"Yes." The word was barely audible but she felt it. The slight weight made her throb all the more.
"Slide your hand upward, cup your breast."
She obeyed. The drag of her fingers on her stomach made it hard to breathe. It worsened still as her fingertips ran over her breast. Though her eyes were shut, she could sense his glare. Professor Snape was watching this. He could see how her nipple strained upward, begging for stimulation. She moved to lightly touch it.
"Not yet," he growled, "I want you to keep that up. Now, lick your lips for me."
Her pink tongue darted out to explore her own skin.
"Bring the bottom lip into your mouth and bit down, softly." He let out a little puff of air as she followed his order. "Now you may squeeze your nipple."
She worried away at her lip, swirling her tongue around it purposefully, as her hand lightly touched her nipple. Needing more, she squeezed gently. Her hips rocked forward and she squeezed harder. She began to make a noise in her throat but cut it off.
"Moan for me," he growled and then groaned as she did. Her hips rocked forward again. "Unhook your ankles. Good, now spread your knees apart for me. That's a good girl, a little more. Rest your hand on your knee. Now tell me, what do you want?"
"You." She moaned again, loving the sound of it.
"You can't have me. What else do you want?" His voice became stern but the husky, vibrating quality of it made her shudder and quiver for him.
"Professor," she pleaded and tossed her head. Her fingers worked away at her nipple, her hips still rocking slightly. His voice was driving her insane.
"Run your hand over your thigh," he spoke softly, "now show me where you want me to touch you."
Slowly she let her hand sink downward, shuddering as her fingers slipped into the center of herself. Unsure, she trailed her fingers over herself lightly, holding herself back.
"Roll your nipple harder." He paused and waited until her hips began to tip again. At one particular point she went drastically still for a moment and then moaned. "Did that feel good?"
"Yes," she gasped.
"Do it again." He watched, as hard as he could ever remember being, as she teased her clit. Her hips arching upward drastically and her eyes were clenched shut. "Do you feel yourself tightening?" He took her inarticulate nod for an affirmative. "Squeeze tighter."
"Oh god." She gasped and did as he said. Sensations were rolling through her body that seemed to sap her control and give it to this man. She squeezed her nipple again at his command. His voice was husky and thick, making her ache to hear it against her ear.
"Tighter. Now moan for me. Again. Arch your hips upward, higher. Keep it up. Tighter."
She did as he said, moaning again even though he hadn't bid it. Her fingers worked, drawing herself tighter and tighter. She heard him moving and her eyes snapped open. He was above her, leaning over her, speaking in her ear.
"Now come for me, Hermione," he growled. His breath slithered over her ear. Her given name an endearment that made her go still and then she began to convulse. A tight wail erupted past her lips as again and again she experienced flashes of pleasure.
"Oh god," she ground out as she arched off his bed. The world began to clear slowly and she looked around in confusion. Professor Snape was nowhere to be seen. "Professor?"
"Always an adept pupil." He tossed her robes at her prone form and then stalked to the doorway. He turned at the last moment to glare down at her. "Now get out."
"You mean.... masturbate?" The last word was whispered in shock and she blushed deeply.
"You've always been quick." He grunted.
"I can't, I don't do that. That's....I've never." Hermione realized she was sputtering, knew even that she must seem immature next to his casual mention of the idea. Even as she bulked at him, the image of the act he was suggesting flew to her and made her breath catch.
"May I suggest you start." Her squirming embarrassment brought only a little relief. Did the girl realize she was standing before him naked? That he could smell her? "Unless, that is, you've come to terms with the sex toy concept."
"I won't do that," she told him confidently and then looked away. "I don't know how."
"Fine." He caught her wrist again and dragged her bodily toward another door. Opening it savagely, he threw her down onto his bed and loomed over her, fairly shaking in his need to take her. "Lay back."
"Professor?" She looked around in confusion, biting her lip all the while.
"Do as I say!" He slammed the door shut again and leaned against it. "Lay back."
She did as he said, and then simply waited. Her own breath was loud in her ears and it was being mirrored by his sharp intakes of air. Unsure of what to do, she crossed her ankles and clenched her thighs together. Her eyes were already solidly closed, too embarrassed to look at him.
"I want you to lay your hand on your stomach," he commanded and waited until she had done so. "Feel the weight of it, what it does to your body. Do you feel it?"
"Yes." The word was barely audible but she felt it. The slight weight made her throb all the more.
"Slide your hand upward, cup your breast."
She obeyed. The drag of her fingers on her stomach made it hard to breathe. It worsened still as her fingertips ran over her breast. Though her eyes were shut, she could sense his glare. Professor Snape was watching this. He could see how her nipple strained upward, begging for stimulation. She moved to lightly touch it.
"Not yet," he growled, "I want you to keep that up. Now, lick your lips for me."
Her pink tongue darted out to explore her own skin.
"Bring the bottom lip into your mouth and bit down, softly." He let out a little puff of air as she followed his order. "Now you may squeeze your nipple."
She worried away at her lip, swirling her tongue around it purposefully, as her hand lightly touched her nipple. Needing more, she squeezed gently. Her hips rocked forward and she squeezed harder. She began to make a noise in her throat but cut it off.
"Moan for me," he growled and then groaned as she did. Her hips rocked forward again. "Unhook your ankles. Good, now spread your knees apart for me. That's a good girl, a little more. Rest your hand on your knee. Now tell me, what do you want?"
"You." She moaned again, loving the sound of it.
"You can't have me. What else do you want?" His voice became stern but the husky, vibrating quality of it made her shudder and quiver for him.
"Professor," she pleaded and tossed her head. Her fingers worked away at her nipple, her hips still rocking slightly. His voice was driving her insane.
"Run your hand over your thigh," he spoke softly, "now show me where you want me to touch you."
Slowly she let her hand sink downward, shuddering as her fingers slipped into the center of herself. Unsure, she trailed her fingers over herself lightly, holding herself back.
"Roll your nipple harder." He paused and waited until her hips began to tip again. At one particular point she went drastically still for a moment and then moaned. "Did that feel good?"
"Yes," she gasped.
"Do it again." He watched, as hard as he could ever remember being, as she teased her clit. Her hips arching upward drastically and her eyes were clenched shut. "Do you feel yourself tightening?" He took her inarticulate nod for an affirmative. "Squeeze tighter."
"Oh god." She gasped and did as he said. Sensations were rolling through her body that seemed to sap her control and give it to this man. She squeezed her nipple again at his command. His voice was husky and thick, making her ache to hear it against her ear.
"Tighter. Now moan for me. Again. Arch your hips upward, higher. Keep it up. Tighter."
She did as he said, moaning again even though he hadn't bid it. Her fingers worked, drawing herself tighter and tighter. She heard him moving and her eyes snapped open. He was above her, leaning over her, speaking in her ear.
"Now come for me, Hermione," he growled. His breath slithered over her ear. Her given name an endearment that made her go still and then she began to convulse. A tight wail erupted past her lips as again and again she experienced flashes of pleasure.
"Oh god," she ground out as she arched off his bed. The world began to clear slowly and she looked around in confusion. Professor Snape was nowhere to be seen. "Professor?"
"Always an adept pupil." He tossed her robes at her prone form and then stalked to the doorway. He turned at the last moment to glare down at her. "Now get out."
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July 21, 2013 at 12:00 AM
I would CHOOSE SEVERUS over death!!! LUCKY STUPID BITCH!!!! If it weren't for the fact that she'd goaded him completely beyond the point of safety and then chosen death over his touch
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February 20, 2013 at 12:00 AM
Oh. My. God. This has just blown my mind. You are such a talented writer. Thank your muse for me will you? I hope you'll continue writing:)
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February 2, 2013 at 12:00 AM
because hermione and severus are mates because of the cat potion i thoguth that like hermione who cant mate with anyone but snape, fidelity!!!! i thought the same goes for severus too that he cant mate with anyone but hermione?? fidelity!! so why does he wanna fuck someone else??? i dont understand!!!!!
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January 30, 2013 at 12:00 AM
so after she take the anti potions will she EVER suffer the effects again like she is now?? i mean if she takes the anti potion will she ever go in heat again?? and will it always be snape she chooses when that happens when she goes in heat again??
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January 30, 2013 at 12:00 AM
he WONT end up raping her but SHE might end up raping HIM!!!! WOW!!!!!
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January 30, 2013 at 12:00 AM
"Sex means little in comparison to our lives, or to my part in this war. We desire each other, the potion saw to that. So, why not use one another for the duration, and then once the anti-potion can be brewed, we will cease?"
yes it was the potion that caused this but it must have been something else too that made her chooce him otherwise she would have choosen someone else right? also i dont know how this works but surely if she gets pregnant then it will make her get off heat?
also as i asked before about the anti potion i want to ask too after she take that anti potion will she and he feel nothing for each other because like i said before its more then the potion that made them be togetehr i mean for her to choose him i mean right???
yes it was the potion that caused this but it must have been something else too that made her chooce him otherwise she would have choosen someone else right? also i dont know how this works but surely if she gets pregnant then it will make her get off heat?
also as i asked before about the anti potion i want to ask too after she take that anti potion will she and he feel nothing for each other because like i said before its more then the potion that made them be togetehr i mean for her to choose him i mean right???
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January 30, 2013 at 12:00 AM
oh :-( but dirty talk is so sexy!! he should allow her to talk! and vise versa!! mmmmmm
"No, I don't imagine that'll be a problem at all, Miss Granger." He lifted a brow, as if in thought, and then added, "As long as you don't speak, of course." ahhh but will he talk though the hot, torrid affair with her, in bed etc? his voice is SO sexy and his voice affects hermione in so many ways (as it does to me)
mmmmmmm
"No, I don't imagine that'll be a problem at all, Miss Granger." He lifted a brow, as if in thought, and then added, "As long as you don't speak, of course." ahhh but will he talk though the hot, torrid affair with her, in bed etc? his voice is SO sexy and his voice affects hermione in so many ways (as it does to me)
mmmmmmm
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January 29, 2013 at 12:00 AM
This story is so hot. A really interesting plot and you have nailed everything I love about Severus! I hope that you haven't abandoned this, it's much too good!
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January 18, 2013 at 12:00 AM
who in there right mind or anything would chooce death or anything over severus
i would chooice Severus EVERY time!!! DUH!!!!!
also if she choice him then how come when they were in the hall way she didnt chooce him or him being attracted to her thought her cat like thermons that she will be production to attached her mate!!??? which is severus!!!
i would chooice Severus EVERY time!!! DUH!!!!!
also if she choice him then how come when they were in the hall way she didnt chooce him or him being attracted to her thought her cat like thermons that she will be production to attached her mate!!??? which is severus!!!