Doubts and Desires

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Chapter Thirteen: Desiring Hermione


Severus sliced the ingredients for the Wolfsbane potion. He was desperately trying to forget about Hermione. She had left him with a constant hard on that would not be relieved. Although he had wanted to see her, he had opted to stay down in the dungeons instead. He did not trust himself to see her, especially since the only thing he could think of was the passionate kiss they shared. Damn his sense of morals! When the hell did he get them? He was not pleased with himself actually. He was turning into a hormonal teenager. He was uncertain what Hermione did to him, but she certainly did something. He had tried to blame it on a lust potion, but he knew that she would never stoop that low, despite the feeling that he was under one. He did lust after her. He had barely controlled himself with her last night once they were alone. He sighed and finished the ingredients that had to be prepared for stage two of the potion. He looked at the time. Good, it was almost time for him to go for his rounds. He also knew that she should be here soon. He finished up what he was doing and left. He couldn’t be there when she was, after all. She would get no work done. He smirked at the thought and took an unknown passage by many, so he wouldn’t cross paths with her.

Hermione was incredibly disappointed. She could not understand what was wrong. They had a nice time. They shared an even nicer kiss. Yet, she had not seen him since then, and she was not going to go down there and beg for him to take her. She noticed the time, and considered not even going down there. She was angry with him. She had no choice though. Cold seasas sas starting up, and she needed to make another batch of the cold-relieving potion. She gathered her things and walked down to the dungeons. “Diem nox premit,” she stated, and the door opened. She hated that he kept changing the blasted passwords.

She entered the room and gave a quick glance around. She noticed that he had been working on the Wolfsbane. She knew it was a long and complicated process to make the new batches of Wolfsbane. Going over to her section, she prepared the ingredients and worked on the cold-relieving potion. She was stirring the potion the last few times when she heard him enter the room. She decided to pay him not attention and continued working on her potion.

He could not stand it any longer. After catching three couples doing what he wanted to be doing with Hermione (except with much more expertise), he could not stay out there. In his younger days, he would have taken what he had wanted and gone on his merry little way. Well, since he felt like a damn teenager, he decided that he was going to do what he would have done before. He quickly made his way to the potions lab. Silently, he entered and watched her. Oh, he knew that she knew that he was there, but he made no attempt to make his presence any more known than that. Slowly, he walked toward her like a cat on the prowl. He smirked at the thought of getting the lioness. He stopped once he was a few centimeters away from her. He breathed in, able to detect her scent. He looked at the potion that she was working on. “Almost finished with that?” he questioned her in a silky tone right beside of her ear.

Her breathing quickened as she felt her legs almost go to jelly at his tone. Gods, he had a wonderful voice. NO, she practically screamed at herself. She could not give in to him so easily. “Yes,” she said as she stiffened. “I’ll be out of here before long.”

“Very well,” he whispered right in her ear, making sure that his hot breath was against her skin.

She let out the softest moan. Just feeling his breath on her skin caused her to be aroused. She shifted uncomfortably as her body lightly brushed against his. She quickly moved away. He was so hot, and she desperately wanted to touch him again. Her panties were getting slightly damp now. She felt so wanton. Stop it, Granger, she told herself as she slipped away from him to gather the box with the vials.

He noticed her reactions and smirked. Ah, this was fun! His glare fell upon every movement she made to get the and and come back. He took only one small step away from the cauldron, so she could gather the potion in the vials. He wanted to seduce her and make love to her, but he definitely did not want her to be distracted while doing this part of the potion.

She had to completely focus on the potion, although she was distracted by his presence. It was driving her crazy actually, especially since he could feel his gaze setting her on fire. “Don’t you have something else to do?” she said rather harshly as she placed the last vial in the box and sat it on the table.

“Not particularly,” he said silkily, noticing that she wouldn’t look at him as well.

She quickly cleaned out the cauldron and put everything up. She then went over to the box to pick it up and leave. Her mistake was to look at him. Her eyes met his. She completely forgot about the box. She was lost in his predatory gaze. She swallowed hard, feeling that she was coming undone. She had just frozen there like a deer in the headlights.

He hid a slight smirk and slowly walked toward her, not releasing her from his gaze. “Hermione,” he stated, her name rolling off his tongue like a prayer. He was quite prepared to worship at the temple of Hermione tonight, even though he normally was not a religious man. “Do you need help with those?” he asked silkily.

“No,” she said as her voice was slightly higher than normal. She turned around quickly. She had vowed to be angry at him for the way he had just left her last night, but she couldn’t even think of that any more. She placed her hands on the table but made no move to pick up the box. “I can get it myself.”

His hand slowly reached up and brushed aside her hair from her neck. “Are you sure there is nothing I can help you with it?” he asked in a quiet, low whisper. His breath fell against her neck as he leaned even closer and touched his slightly damp lips against the hot flesh of her neck.

“Oh, gods,” she moaned as she grasped onto the table to keep from falling over. “Yes,” she said weakly.

“Yes, what?” he persisted as he kissed her skin right below her ear. He lightly nibbled on her earlobe.

“I…I don’t need anything,” she finally managed to get out. She was so aroused, and it was so hard to deny him.

He moved closer and pressed himself against her, knowing that she could easily feel his desire for her. “Very well, then,” he whispered heavily in her ear. He ran the tip of his tongue over her skin, tasting her. “If that is what you wish,” he said against her skin. He moved away from her suddenly.

She turned quickly and grabbed his sleeve. “Don’t you dare leave me this time, Severus Snape.” She was tired of him always getting her completely hot and bothered and then leaving her.

He let out a low chuckle. He had her now. “Oh, I shouldn’t, should I?” he said, advancing on her, whihe she suddenly backed away from him. She could go no further though because of the table. He smirked and stood a matter of inches from her. His hand slowly rose up and touched her chin. He tilted her head up. “What is it that you want, Hermione?” he asked, making sure to contain his own control although the desire to rip her clothes off and take her right now was overpowering.

“I want you,” she admitted as she leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed him.

His arms wrapped around her as he pushed her against him as his mouth began to explore hers. The pure passion and desire between them had set them both on fire as their tongues danced around each other. His hands were running along her shirt and then under her shirt.

She moaned as she felt his hands on her skin. “Take me,” she whispered into his mouth.

“Oh, I will,” he whispered back. He broke this kiss to pull off her shirt, which he tossed onto the lab floor. His hands ran over the side of her breasts that were still in the bra. “So beautiful,” he whispered against the skin of her neck as he moved to kiss and nip it.

She closed her eyes and arched toward him. This was unlike anyone else she had been with. She had never gotten this aroused before. She could feel her breasts swelling at his touch. Arching closer to him, she wanted desperately for him to touch her more. She wanted his hands all over her body. Her hands began to work at the buttons on his coat. She was tired of fumbling through them, so she took out her wand and muttered the spell that would undo the buttons of his coat and shirt. She ran her hands over his chest as she got them off as they fell to the floor. Oh, he had a very nice chest. It was well-built with sparse black hairs along his chest.

“Impatient, aren’t we?” he stated with a smirk at the fact that she had taken his coat and shirt off so quickly.

She looked up at him and grinned. “Yes, I am,” she stated as she leaned up, wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him.

He had to admit that he was rather impatient too. Without breaking the kiss, he bent down enough to slip an arm underneath her legs. He stood up, having her in his arms as he carried her through the door to his quarters. He passed through the living room and immediately went to his bedroom. He sat her down on the bed, and with a flick of his wrist, he used wandless magic to light the candles in the room. “I need you, Hermione,” he said silkily as his hands ran over her shoulders to take her bra off.

“You can have me,” she said as she looked at him. Pure lust and desire filled her eyes. She spread hegs ags and wrapped them around his waist.

He let out a low chuckle. He could not believe his luck that such a beautiful woman would want him and desire him as much as he did her. Her legs around his waist were almost his complete undoing as he was brought closer to her. “Oh, gods,” he groaned. The need was almost painful now.

She pulled out her wand again and cast the rest of their clothes off onto the floor. She half-closed her eyes in pleasure as she felt his cock against her inner thigh. She inched her hips toward it, wanting him to fill her with his form and seed. She was secretly thankful that she had taken a dose of the contraceptive potion on their last date that was supposed to last a month.

He pulled away from her just enough to look at the goddess before him. One hand ran down her breasts with their erect nipples and to her sex, finding her wet and ready for him. He could play with her later. For now, they both had too much desire and need to wait. He leaned up and kissed her, allowing their tongues to mate as he positioned himself at her opening.

She couldn’t stand him being so close and yet so far away. She arched her hips td hid him and felt the tip of his slip inside. She gave a gasp when he rammed the rest of his length inside of her. It felt so good, and she moaned.

His hands ran over her breasts. With all the control he could find, he slowly began to move in and out of her. He wanted to fuck her hard and quick, but he wanted her to get pleasure as well, so he drew out their love-making. “Harder,” she whimpered as her hips arched up to meet him again. His eyes locked with hers, and he did thrust into her harder. The sounds of their love-making rose in a chaos of thwacks and primal grunts as they both longed for release. Her velvety walls began to shiver as she was nearing orgasm. Then, it hit her like a tsunami, causing her eyes to roll back in her head and her whole body to tremble. “SEVERUS!” she cried out as her nails dug into his buttocks. This was his complete undoing as his orgasm came. He pushed into her all the way and spilled his seed deep inside her as her walls sucked him dry. “Hermione,” he whispered her name over and over as this happened. He then gently collapsed on her, trying to catch his breath. She reached up and gently brushed away the hair from his face as she leaned in to kiss him gently. He smiled genuinely at her and rolled over with her, managing to stay inside of her. He ran his hands over her back, glad to just hold her like this. His hands ran down and over her buttocks, and he felt himself already growing semi-hard again. He had never been kept in such a state of arousal before by any other woman, but he knew that Hermione was very special. “Ready to go for round two, darling?”

She raised her head and looked up at him. “Round two? You mean that men can do that?” She had never had a round two before. Normally, she had barely felt round one with some of the men she had slept with.

He chuckled. “Oh, yes.” He brought her up and kissed her deeply. Gods, he desired her so very much and she was now his. He would never let her go.


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