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Chapter 101 ~ The Impact of Extract

The next morning Severus awoke with a huge hard-on. His black eyes shifted toward Hermione. She was sleeping on her back, her hair wild all over her head. The sheet was pulled down to her waist, one of her breasts exposed through the side of the wife beater. Severus bit his lip and rolled out of bed and went to use the loo. His erection refused to go down. It was an "I want some pussy" erection, not an "I've got to take a piss" erection. The wizard groaned and slapped some water on his face, then went through his morning ablutions quickly. He quietly dressed, retrieved his wand from under the mattress and headed for his classroom, warding his study door as he exited so Hermione couldn't leave if she woke up.

The wizard immediately went to his potions stores and found the extract he was looking for. He had brewed this extract himself, and knew a little went a long way. He put the bottle in his pocket, then grabbed a flask of deflating elixir and drank it down. He sighed as his erection went down, then locked up his stores. He headed back to his rooms.

When he entered the bedroom, Hermione wasn't in the bed. He heard the loo flush, then the water run in the basin. Hermione emerged from the bathroom. She looked much better than yesterday.

"Good morning," the Potions Master said.

Hermione snorted at him, then walked over to the chair. The house elves had provided clothing for her and taken her wet clothes from the shower to be cleaned. Severus watched as she removed his clothing then dressed, his dark eyes on Hermione's ass as she pulled up her knickers. She slipped her robes over her underwear and fastened them. Finally she was dressed.

"I really should go back to the lab," Hermione said to the Potions Master as she followed him into the study.

Severus didn't answer her. Instead he threw some floo powder into the fireplace and contacted the kitchens, ordering a huge breakfast.

He turned back to Hermione.

"The lab is off-limits for the next three days, Hermione. Get used to the idea," the wizard said evenly.

Three house elves appeared, carrying platters of food and drink. Severus transformed two books into a table and chairs, and the elves placed the food on tables and winked out. Hermione looked at the spread.

"Severus, this is too much food. Who is going to eat all of this?" she asked him, sitting down at the table.

"We are, though hopefully you will eat the most," he replied, sliding the pumpkin juice and glasses over. He reached into his pocket without Hermione noticing and added the contents of the bottle to her glass, put it back in his pocket, then filled the glass with pumpkin juice.

Apparently, Hermione was very thirsty and downed half the juice. Severus smirked as he sat down at the table. He watched as Hermione began piling food on her plate. Eggs, bacon, sausage, toast and jam. She went to work on it.

"Mmm, everything tastes soooo good," she gushed, finishing her pumpkin juice and holding out her glass for more. Severus filled it, and went to work on his own breakfast. Hermione was really tucking it away. She finished her first plate, then filled it again.

"Gods, I feel bottomless," she said, "and so relaxed."

Severus quirked an eyebrow at her. She was going to get even more relaxed. The extract he had given her was Cannabis extract, brewed from five of the best and strongest strains of marijuana money could buy. White Widow, Northern Lights, Super Skunk, Big Bud and Purple Haze marijuana.

Hermione had consumed the equivalent of an ounce of very potent weed in her pumpkin juice. She would soon be feeling so mellow she wouldn't want to move, much less work.

"Good," Severus said, "You need to eat and relax."

Hermione nodded and tucked into her plate again, Severus watching her closely. Finally she pushed her plate away and leveled her eyes at him. They were somewhat heated.

"Wow," she said looking at him. "I guess you were right about my needing sleep. I feel so good."

There was an alarming little purr in her voice.

Severus thought about the properties of the extract, then his eyes widened as he looked at the witch. Hermione licked her lips.

Shit. He'd forgotten the extract was also a very powerful aphrodisiac. He had to get out of here. The Potions Master stood up.

"I have class, this morning Hermione and forgot I left some papers in my office that need immediate grading," he said. "You just relax, read a little and lounge about. I will check on you at lunchtime.

Hermione was running her hand over her neck.

"Wow, my hand feels so good on my skin," she purred, looking at the wizard. "I wonder how your hand would feel."

The witch stood up and started walking towards him.

"It would feel like a hand," Severus replied, backing away. "I need to go, Hermione."

The witch sidled up to him, pressing her body against his. Severus felt himself responding. Damn it.

"Touch my neck," Hermione said to him. "I want to know how your hand feels."

"You should know how my hand feels, witch. I've been touching you for five years now," Severus growled at her as she rubbed her body against him. Shit, it had been a month.

"Touch me, Severus," she insisted.

"All right. Then I have to go," he said, letting his pale hand slide across the soft skin of her throat. Hermione let out a very sexy moan. The Potions Master hardened immediately at the husky sound of it.

"I've got to go Hermione," he said hoarsely, but he didn't move. Hermione could feel his erection.

"I don't think you really want to go," she said softly, sliding his hand over her breast. The wizard hissed. Damn, he had really fucked up giving the witch that extract. She was seducing him.

"Yes I do," he lied.

He managed to pull back from the witch, but Hermione just moved forward until she was against him again. Her small hand caressed the bulge of his cock through his robes. The wizard hissed again, his eyes growing hard.

"Stop that you minx," he growled, pushing her hand away.

"What if I don't?" Hermione asked him, returning her hand to his erection, squeezing it this time.

Severus didn't answer her. He just looked down at her, scowling as she ran her hand over his cock insistently.

"What if I don't stop, Severus?" she said again, her amber eyes glowing with lust.

Hermione had no idea why she was suddenly so randy, but she was. Her knickers were soaked and Severus' erection made her even randier.

"If I don't stop, are you going to fuck me, Mr. 'I've-got-to-go?'"

Severus' nostrils flared as Hermione taunted him.

"Or has going without pussy for a month thrown you off your game?" she purred at the wizard, "Made you develop a hair-trigger and you're afraid your big gun will go off a little too fast, lover?"

Hermione was really lit. If she were herself, she would have never taunted Severus this way. He looked down at her, his eyes hard as gemstones.

Suddenly the Potions Master grabbed the witch and turned her around, pushing her forward with his body towards the table. Holding her by one arm, Severus swept the plates from the table then bent Hermione over it, holding her down with one hand and unfastening the lower part of his robes.

"Hair-trigger? I'll show you hair-trigger, witch," he breathed, opening his trousers then pulling his cock out of his boxers. He pulled up Hermione's robes and pulled down her knickers, then rammed his cock deep inside her, making the witch shriek.

"You should have known I'd fuck you," he hissed, gripping the witch by her waist and plowing into her roughly, biting his lip as he jerked her petite body back and forth across the table, Hermione shrieking like a banshee.

Outside their rooms, Slytherin students on their way to breakfast slowed down in the dungeons corridor as they heard what sounded like faint screaming coming from the Potions Master's rooms. Severus hadn't warded his rooms with a silencing spell, Hermione had driven him so wild.

Mathias, Andreas and Jasmine also stopped.

Mathias listened closely.

"That sounds like mum," he said, reddening.

Andreas' brows went up, then he smirked. Jasmine turned crimson.

"It seems as if your father successfully got your mother out of the infirmary," Andreas said as the trio started walking again.

"What in the world is he doing to her?" Jasmine said, looking back toward the room then at Mathias.

"Scenario number two," Mathias replied.

Andreas laughed and Jasmine looked perplexed.

"What's scenario number two?" she asked, her brow furrowed.

"Private joke," Mathias answered as Andreas continued to chuckle.

Severus grasped Hermione's hair in his fist and pulled her head upward as he fucked her, driving into the witch hard and deep until she gushed around him powerfully, her walls clamping down on his shaft and pulsing tightly. Severus groaned but kept fucking her.

"Who's got the hair-trigger now, witch?" he gasped, his loins slapping against her ass loudly.

Hermione was in no condition to answer. Gods his sting felt so good.

Severus stopped and turned Hermione around, lifting her to the table, laying the witch on her back, pulling her knickers off and hips down so he could better access her body. He rammed his cock into Hermione again, then bent over her, his hands on either side as he held himself up, pumping into the witch, staring down at her contorting face. Hell, he would have waited, but she was begging for this.

"Remember stomping on my foot, Hermione?" he breathed before giving her a series of deep hard strokes that slid her across the table. He dragged her back and did it again, the witch's cries washing over him.

"Yesssss. I'm doing my own stomping now, witch. Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!" Severus hissed, slamming into her in time with his taunt. Hermione screamed as she orgasmed again.

"Ooh. You had a better reaction than I did," the Potions Master said, his eyes locked to the incoherent witch's face as her release washed over him.

Suddenly, Severus dropped to Hermione's body, locking his mouth to hers and riding her lustfully, his body rippling as he worked toward his own release. Gods, she felt so good. He could feel her juices soaking the front of his trousers and boxers. He didn't give a damn as he finished the witch, pistoning into her so hard the table started sliding across the study, the wizard following it, groaning as the pressure built. He felt his balls tightening just as the table stopped against the bookshelves.

Severus straightened and let go into Hermione with a roar, his eyes rolling up with bliss as he released, his powerful climax making his legs quake as he arched into the witch, shooting jet after pulsing jet inside the witch's hot body, feeling her arms wrap around him, pulling him closer. Severus shuddered against Hermione for several minutes before collapsing on top of her, panting.

He turned his head to look at the clock. He had fucked the witch for almost forty-five minutes. He raised himself up on his elbows and looked at Hermione.

She was asleep. The food, sex and Cannabis extract had obviously done her in. Severus brushed her hair out of her face. Well, she needed rest. Most likely she'd be famished when she woke up. Severus straightened, took his wand out of his pocket and scourgified his boxers, trousers and robes. It wouldn't do to go to class smelling like pussy. He fixed his clothing, then scourgified Hermione and the broken dishes on the floor. He looked down at the sleeping witch again, then picked her up and carried her into his bedroom, laying her gently in the bed.

Hermione instantly rolled on her side and curled up like a child. Severus smirked at her.

"Cheeky little witch. I hope you remember everything that happened," he said to her before exiting the bedroom.

He then placed a ward on the floo that would allow voice contact, but not allow a solid object to pass through, in case Hermione tried to leave his rooms while he was in class. She would be able to order food however. But he would be back during lunch. Hopefully the Cannabis extract would have worn off by then, or else he could probably expect another seduction. He'd fuck her too if she took him to the edge like she did earlier. She was quite the yummy little succubus.

Severus checked himself once more, then exited his rooms.

Gods, it had been a good morning.

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A/N: Man. Hermione asked for that one, didn't she? Cannabis extract. Lolol. Waaaaaaay back in my "Acapulco Gold" days, weed had a very similar effect on yours truly. But I didn't have a Severus to taunt, damn it. Anyway, please review.