The Hunt

They walked over to another hedge and peered in. She found Ginny and Lucius on a stone bench heavily snogging. Ginny was straddling his lap and they kissed like a starving couple, but Hermione could understand. They had each been alone for so long and were hurting for some contact.



“I guess when you haven’t had any for some time, it comes out like a volcano.” Hermione said with a smirk. Severus lifted an eyebrow in agreement and turned back to the couple.



Hermione let out a breathe as Lucius lifted her onto the bench and dropped to the ground on his knees. Lifting her skirt out of the way he buried his face in her pussy. Ginny’s head rolled back and her chest began heaving.



“My goodness, no teasing here is there?” Severus said. Hermione was still speechless. Severus saw that look in her eyes. Taking advantage of another opportunity of verbal seduction, he moved behind her and leaned in again. “Do you enjoy that Hermione, having your essence tasted?”



Hermione could only watch as Lucius feasted on her closest lady friend. He was holding her legs wide apart and caressing her thighs. “I’ve only had that once.” She admitted.



“Only once? What a shame.” Severus whispered, reached around and gripping her hips.



“He didn’t like doing it.” She could take her eyes away from Lucius and Ginny. She was mesmerized at Ginny’s rapture.



“From the sound of things he wasn’t as eager as Lucius appears to be.” She shook her head slowly. Viktor was no where near as excited as Lucius was who feasted like a man at his last meal. Ginny was panting and gasping for air, but made no move to stop him.



Severus wrapped his arms tighter caressing her ribs, inches away from her breasts with their puckered nipples. She could feel them tighten up under her layers. Ginny was close, Hermione could tell.



“Mmmm look at that.” Severus whispered, digging his erection into her ass. Ginny arched her hips out and shook as she let out a low shriek. Lucius reached up and held her when she went limp.



He was still kneeling between her legs but he had her pulled against him and was kissing her. “She can taste herself on him,” Severus whispered, “look how excited she is.”



Hermione couldn’t take her eyes away. Ginny was about to swallow him whole, she had her hands woven into his hair and was pulling him close, devouring his lips. She felt Severus take her shoulders and ease her away, giving Ginny and Lucius some semblance of privacy.



Hermione had once again fell silent. She was thinking about what she had seen. How Severus had held her as she watched the gardens come to life. They walked back into the house, making their way to the wing they were given. Hermione said nothing.



She wanted to be intimate with Severus even more now. He had seen her reactions and he wasn’t a fool. The way he held her while she watched her friends was a clue that he wanted her as well. That he knew she was excited and she felt his excitement as well. She felt his hardness against her as he held her body against his own. Severus was a very physical man, she could tell. She could only hope that she wasn’t a disappointment to him. Despite her vast intellect, sex was the one area where Hermione didn’t have a wealth of practical knowledge. She knew Severus would be patient.



They halted as they heard a gasp. Hermione looked at Severus. Easing from him she stood near an open door and looked in. Pansy was leaving against the billiard table in the game room, with Ron behind her. He head her around the waist in one hand and was massaging her breast with the other.



Hermione watched without moving an inch or making a sound. Pansy leaned forward and looked over at Ron as he quickly unfastened his jeans. Taking her hips, Pansy let out a groan as Ron slid inside her from behind. He thrust into her slowly, withdrawing and sliding back in as if he had all the time in the world. Pansy leaned forward on the game table and threw her head back.



She gripped Severus’s hand and brushed her cheek against his as Ron leaned down over her and turned her face to his for a kiss. He pulled her hips back to meet him when he pushed forward, using the table as leverage. Ron made sure she felt it all, every bit of him. Pansy let her head drop and absorbed Ron’s movements.



Hermione was too busy watching Pansy to see that Ron had noticed the watching couple. She turned to leave but Severus held her still. Ron hadn’t stopped. He was watching her as he moved, knowing that she was attentive to what Pansy was feeling. Ron kept his eyes on the couple at the door while he leaned over Pansy, bracing his weight on his hand next to her shoulder. He slid his free hand under her hip and searched for her hot spot.



Pansy let everything out, not caring if anyone heard. Hermione wondered if she would be embarrassed to discover that she was being watched. Ron obviously didn’t care. He was still watching them. Pansy was bucking back against Ron, urging him on. He stood straight up and gripped her hips firmly. Hermione was shocked at the speed he was picking up. Pansy was being thrown forward and pulled back, but she loved it.



Hermione held Severus’s arm with both her hands and without realizing had arched her back slightly, pushing her ass against him. Severus was aware of it, even if she wasn’t. Hermione was a voyeur, and that was good to know. He could feel her arousal as Pansy approached her peak. His former charge liked a hard ride apparently, and Ron was more then obliging. She was shrieking now as she arched her back and let go.



Hermione could believe her eyes. Ron had ridden her through her whole orgasm and as she collapsed on the billiard table, went back to moving slowly in and out of her. He was stroking her back and caressing her hair. He looked back to the couple at the door and nodded ever so slightly.



Severus listened to her breathing, wanting now more then ever to get her alone. “Come with me Hermione, everyone else is otherwise entertained.” She merely nodded and followed him up the stairs. Their room had been prepared. The bedcovers were turned down and the fireplace was lit, warming the room. Hermione turned and face Severus.



“It seems everyone really needed this weekend.” She said.



“Yes, that much is apparent.” He came closer and took her hands in his. Nothing else, just her hands. “And what about you? Do you need this weekend just as badly? He asked.



“Oh yes.” She whispered and slid her arms around his neck, taking the kiss she had yet to claim from the gardens.





a/n: sorry this one is so short, but the next one will be much better, i promise.