The Wizards Breath

Chapter 12...Later that same day

Hermione relaxed that evening on the chaoungounge in the drawing room,
curled up with a new book taken from the large library on the second floor.
Normally she would of been engrossed in the thick volume, but she could
feel his eyes roaming hotly over her crossed legs.

Watching Hermione lightly bounce her left foot, as it made her breasts
move underneath her low cut nightgown, almost drove him to the edge.
Severus could only try to enjoy his clove cigarette as she pretended to
read. Her sometimes hazel eyes looked up over the book far too many
times for him to even think she was actually reading it. They flicked back
and forth, flirting with Severus in their innocent manner.

Hermione adored the way he looked in the firelight, she couldn\'t help it.
His white shirt unbuttoned half-way, letting her have a peek at the long
neckline that faded into his chest hair. Severus was quietly smoking, and
sipping a small glass of fire-whiskey, leaning back slightly. Actually relaxed
for once.

Just the sight of him, like this, erased everything horrible he had
ever represented in her mind. The man sitting before her now, truly this
was Severus Snape. The man she always knew he was. Complicated,
yes, but in a way that only added to his charm.

His smooth voice cut the silence. \"Are you enjoying your book, my dear?\"

She sighed and set it down on the rug with a dull thump. \"Honestly, I just
don\'t seem to have the ability to think about anything else.\"

Severus smiled faintly. \"And just what are you so intreged with?\" Merlin
help him, he just had to hear her say it.

He was playing with her again. \"I\'ll give you a hint,\" she giggled, and turned
onto her belly. \"Someone,\" she paused slightly, \"Tall, dark, and....snarky.\"
Hermione curled her lip at him, imitating his Potion\'s Master sneer.

\"Mmm,\" he joked, \"Lucius Malfoy?\" He looked down on her, lifting his head
in his mockery.

\"No, I said dark.\" Hermione licked her lips tempting him, and pulled
the silky nightie further up her thigh, letting him see the curve of her
ass. \"Think harder.\"

His top lip curled slightly with the rush of passion he felt as she exposed
her creamy flesh to him. She brought out new things in him, feelings he
thought had died forever. Severus didn\'t want her only once like the others,
he wanted her many times, and wanted her alone.

Never would he have thought several years ago that bookworm,
know-it-all Granger would someday grow to awaken the dead spaces
inside of him. Severus wanted her like no other before. And wonder of all
wonders, she wanted him in return. Hermione *wanted* to feel his touch,
taste his kiss, to know what is was to have him moving inside her. In fact
she seemed to actually enjoy it.

It made his mind spin with questions of why such a beautiful young lady
would want a leathered old potions master in the first place, especially when
he had been so hateful towards her at Hogwart\'s. But the true question that
plagued him was if he was maybe wanted for other things, beyond pleasure,
beyond thier sexual needs.

Severus could feel it from within, that pinhole of light through the abyss
of life. Hermione got to him somehow, breaking through emotional barriers
long left untouched. What was stopping him now?

Voldemort was long gone from his life, no more reason to worry about being
reveiled as a traitor. No more reason to worry about his family being killed
along with him if he was found out. It seemed to Severus smart thinking,
he knew the Dark Lord, knew the limits of his hate, and could never bring
himself to put another in the delicate situation he had been in for so long.
Only now his reasoning was gone, along with his double life. Life at Hogwart\'s
alone almoalmost another whole year, secretly he was dreading going back.

It truly made no sense in his mind, but here she was slinking down from the
lounge, crawling to him across the antique chinese rug. Slow and flowing in
her movement, heavy lidded eyes full of the need she had for his touch.
Hermione stopped in front of his open legs, on her knees before him, hovering
inches above his hot crotch. She ran a soft touch over his hardening erection
that was now straining to be set free from the cloth prison of his pants.

Hermione squeezed it possesively, \"I said think *harder*.\"

Severus drew in a heavy breath and rasped, \"Don\'t play with me, Hermione.
You have no idea what you do to me.\"

She used her nimble fingers to undo the rest of the buttons on his shirt,
smirking with her sexual prowess. \"Correction Severus, you have no idea
what I\'m *going* to do to you.\"

\"Mmealleally?\" He smiled and let his head drop back as she ran her warm
hands over his rippled skin beneath the cotton shirt. \"Show me,\" he
commanded softly.

Hermione planted a line of soft kisses down Severus\'s belly, teasing and
tempting him with small flicks of her tongue. Traveling slowly downward
towards the band of his pants, drawing out his impatience, making Severus
growl from deep within his throat.

Her petite hands were swiftly undoing his belt, and opening his dark pants.
Working them with a skill that he didn\'t want to think about how they got that
way. All thoughts of jealousy residue were flung from his mind when she
released his aching member and sweetly licked the undershaft and kissed his
engorged tip.

Severus moaned from somewhere inside the pleasure as she curled her hot
tongue around the slick tip, and pushed downward dragging her lips along his
sensitive skin. Taking more and more into her, and stroking with her hand in
long slow motions. It was agonizing for him, but he loved every second of it.

Severus was so caught up in the sensation he moaned loudly down
at her, \"Oh Merlin, yes.\"

She stopped to meet his eye, pulling back to survey the man that she had
been longing for all day. His hot wanting gaze had sent Hermione over the
edge of anything sexually prim and proper she had ever practiced before.
There was something in his intense stare, the way his dark eyes fell upon
her. It seemed to bring out the dark in her as well.

\"Not Merlin,\" she gave him a false simpering smile, \"Hermione.\" She reached
up with a slender arm and sent a open hand raking down his chest, marking
him with four raised lines of angry flesh. \"Say it for me.\"

The sudden pain of her sharp fingernails made his cock jump with a mixture
of shock and a now raging passion from the stinging marks he so loved. His
young lover\'s eyes flashed with a fire he had not seen in them before, just
the sight of them made the breath catch harshly in his throat. For a moment
he could not speak, he was too overtaken with her fiery gaze. She again
moved suddenly, too quick to stop her even if he had wanted to.

\"Hermione!\" Severus cried out into the vast room as her other hand made
him a matching set of lines that curled around the lines of his ribs.

She jerked back seeming to sense she had taken it too far. Severus\'s eyes
were alive and burning with the surging lust she had brought back to the
surface. He was heaving in great gasps, and a line of sweat had broken out
across his forehead. His eyes told her she had done nothing wrong, she had
done it right. Only too well it seemed.

She had only wanted to please him, to experiment with his love of a little
pain. Somewhere inside it scared her, but the wetness between her legs told
her she liked giving it as much as Severus liked getting it.

Severus lunged at her from out of the chair, still half naked, and she was
pinned beneath him before she knew it. Hermione could feel every line of his
body on top of hers, his chest crushing her breasts between them, and his
length pressing into her soft inner thigh. She gasped as he sharply ground into
her, all the while nipping and kissing her neck.

Hermione curled her fingers into his shiny hair and brought him up to meet
her lips. Taking all that he could give her, their mouths coming together again
and again. They could barely breathe, but neither one really cared enough
to notice.

Severus felt the raw energy, the pent up sexual tension between them, like
surging volts of passion. It drove him to new places between lust and love,
places never before felt inside.

He ed hed her badly, but somehow this time it was different. He could only
whimper at Hermione\'s touch, breathe in her beautiful smell of lilac, feel her
milky skin under his wildly roaming hands. Severus was left a young man again
in her arms, seeming to fly back through the years before the darkness had
came. If she had only been there then. His heart ached from the lonely years
spent alone, but her kiss, her touch, took it all away.

Hermione pulled her lips from his long enough to plead in a whisper, \"Please.\"

She needed only one word to convey her wishes to him. It was enough for
Severus to understand, she felt the same urgency he did. All constricting
clothing was gone in a hurry of hands and legs, both left naked on the chinese
rug his mother wouldn\'t even let him play on as a child.

Severus kissed her deeply before gently sliding into her awaiting essence. He
could see Hermione\'s eyes as he began to move inside her, open to him this
time. Not ever again ashamed to meet his dark eyes as they moved together.

He had taught her once again, but longed to teach her more, much more.
Severus knew he was hooked, quite taken with simply everything about her.
Her pleasure knew no limits, and to be buried within her once again felt like a
lovely gift from the gods.

Hermione moaned soft and sweet beneath him as he rippled into her warmth
again and again. Losing himself and all sense of anything but her. No nightmare
flashes from the past, no screams of agony, only the want and need to bring
her pleasure beyond anything else. To take her to the edge and back in his
strong arms, to make her want no other.

As the sweat began to gleam on his pale back, her body shuddered with its
oncoming peak and he whispered hotly in her ear, \"Say it, I want to hear my
name from your lips when you cum.\" Hermione cried out with her head back,
awaiting her release. \"Please, Hermione.\"

Hearing Snape say please toppled Hermione over pleasure\'s edge and into a
shockwave like she had never felt before. She barely could speak but managed
to cry his name over the muffled moans at her neck. He had came with her,
both still riding out each other\'s pleasure. Now panting, sweaty but happy,
neither one moving for awhile. Just happy to bask in love\'s afterglow.

Hermione moved his damp hair from off his forehead, and moved up to kiss
the tip of his nose, looking somewhat guilty. \"I\'m sorry about scratching you
so hard.\"

Severus snorted smugly, \"Hard? My dear you have much to learn.\"

She smiled and kissed his lips for a brief moment before smiling. \"Will you
teach me, Professor?\"

Severus have her a sinister half-smile, cupping her breast. \"Very well,
Miss Granger.\"

If he could only have her for less than a week, he was bound and determined
to enjoy it. Every minute of it, and it seemed tonight was going to be a long one.


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Hope you liked new chapter...my writer\'s block was smegging
awful...I hope it won\'t come back...Sorry this was a day late....
I\'m in Indiana and we\'ve had bad tornado weather...ripped up a
town almost 30 miles from here...our tree in the front yard split in
half and fell on our house!!! Thankfully no damage...lots of power and
telephone lines are down, and the internet connection has really sucked so
I couldn\'t post...sorry...I\'m glad SOME of you understand...But I\'ll always
try to make my readers happy, so Anon...next time we have very severe
weather here I\'ll make sure to keep typing as the tornado rips the walls from
around me...thanks for being a fan..luv ya.