It Happened One Hallow's Eve

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Chapter 14 ~ Not Quite, But Good Enough

Severus swallowed as his black eyes perused Hermione’s robes as if he could see right through them.

“Nothing?” he repeated dazedly.

Hermione shook her head.

“No. Not a stitch. I’ve been doing my rounds in nothing but my robes for almost three weeks now, hoping I’d meet you one night,” the witch said.

Severus’ cock hardened so quickly he winced. Dear gods.

“That was a very silly thing to do, witch,” he said, trying to regain control. “Even naked, you won’t seduce me.”

Hermione gave him a rather sly look.

“I didn’t plan on seducing you, Severus. I know you’re too strong for that,” she said, “What I did plan was to use you as my focus so I could get myself off.”

Severus’ eyes widened.

“You want to do what?” he asked, hardly believing the witch said what she did.

Hermione pulled out her wand and cast an impenetrable ward, a disillusionment spell and a silencing spell on the niche. Now if someone walked by the niche would appear empty, but if they tried to walk in, the ward would stop them. They wouldn’t be heard either. Severus just watched her, his body tense. He knew he should have protested, told her not to ward the niche…but he wanted to see what the witch was going to do. He could watch her, if not touch her.

Hermione began to unbutton her robes.

“I have to masturbate when I’m feeling randy for you. I can only get a little orgasm if I imagine you watching me,” she said as the fabric of her robes parted. “I figured if you were actually watching me, I could get the relief I need without having you fuck me. I need relief Severus. You can help me get it without breaking your own rules.”

Hermione finished unbuttoning her robes and backed up against the wall, parting them. The Professor caught his breath as his eyes fell on her full breasts, small waist and perfect little chestnut patch at the apex of her smooth, slightly thick thighs. His nostrils flared and his breathing quickened. A small groan escaped him.

Hermione slid one hand over her belly and down between her thighs, Severus watching her, his black eyes glittering. The witch turned rather red at what she was doing, but she continued, very turned on by the way the wizard was looking at her. She felt very sexy and very dirty. She let out a gasp as she slid two fingers between her labia, her eyes going half-lidded with pleasure. She began to move her pelvis in a circular motion as she played with her clit, her eyes meeting those of the Potions Master. Her mouth dropped open in pleasure.

“Damn,” Severus breathed as he watched the undulating witch…his robes tenting noticeably as his cock swelled to full capacity.

Hermione was beginning to moan now, her hand working faster between her thighs. Severus could smell her now, and his mouth watered as the scent of aroused female washed over him. He groaned again, louder this time. Hermione began to play with her breasts, throwing her head back and closing her eyes as she threw herself into her performance.

“Severus,” she sighed, her eyes snapping open and staring at the wizard hungrily, “Oh Severusssssss.” Her hips were rolling wildly now as she worked at bringing herself to orgasm.

Completely mesmerized, Severus slowly sunk to his knees, his black eyes focused on the witch’s hand. He could see her glistening fingers, and the delicious scent of her was much stronger. He licked his lips again, looking from Hermione’s thighs up to her face and back again. He shuffled forward a little, his face right in front of the witch’s thighs now. He could see they were slick with her lubrication.

“Merlin help me,” he breathed, reaching out and running one pale hand up her calf and behind Hermione’s thigh, leaning in and licking the inner side of it. Hermione squealed and stopped masturbating, looking down at the wizard, who pulled her hand away and started sucking her fingers, cleaning them.

“Severus,” she hissed as his warm mouth sucked on her digits, his eyes closed and nostrils flared as wide as they could go. After cleaning her hand, Severus pushed her legs wider apart, Hermione gasping but unable to do anything except let the wizard do as he wanted. The wizard then began licking her inner thighs, cleaning them of their juices before lifting one of her legs and resting it, bent over his shoulder, then doing the same to the other so Hermione was sitting supported by his shoulders, her back resting against the wall and her core directly before him.

The Potions Master moved back slightly, adjusted her, then ran his long tongue between her labia and over her clit, the witch squealing and locking her hands to his head, looking down in shock as Severus began to eat her pussy.

“Oh my gods,” Hermione cried out, straining against the wizard’s face as he artfully tongued and licked her sensitive core, collecting her sweetness and stimulating the witch who hissed and moaned. Gods, she had never felt anything like it as the wizard’s head rolled under her hands, his mouth and tongue hot and questing as the witch keened, buckling as his tongue slipped into her tight slit and twisted, thrusting in and out like a small cock.

Severus was in heaven as he licked, kissed and sucked on the witch’s soft, wet pussy, drawing out her juices, his lips, cheeks and chin glistening as he swallowed her muskiness down, his cock feeling as if it weighed a ton in his trousers. Merlin, she tasted exquisite. The wizard returned to gently mauling the witch’s clit, Hermione’s squeals of delight and torment becoming higher and higher as the sweetness inside her formed a tight ball, pulling in upon itself until the pleasure was unbearable. Suddenly she orgasmed with a shriek, seeming to shoot upward, vaguely aware of Severus’ hands clutching her ass and holding her tight against his mouth, sucking for all he was worth, making little silken noises of delight as he swallowed down the witch’s release.

Hermione undulated against the wizard’s face as she soared, burst apart and fell earthward, his lank hair twisted in her spasming fingers, the witch panting as she returned, the wizard still attending her, his tongue taking its long, slow, final licks as Severus cleaned her thoroughly, grunting with satisfaction before drawing away and gently lowering her trembling legs to the floor. The wizard stood up, his dark eyes smoldering as he looked at Hermione, who was flushed and panting, her robes wide open and her body still writhing from her release. The wizard kissed her, sharing her own taste and wetting the witch’s face with her own emissions. He rested on hand on the wall and looked down at her.

“You are a succubus, Hermione Granger,” he breathed, his cock straining terribly within his trousers. He couldn’t remember such pressure. “A delicious little succubus.”

Hermione’s amber eyes looked up at him, hot and slightly drooping.

“That was so nasty,” she whispered up at him, coloring at how much she loved his mouth on her.

“Yes, it was,” the wizard agreed, licking his lips for any excess. He really needed to scourgify his face. He reeked of pussy…but for the wizard it was like perfume. “Blame yourself for my nastiness witch. I couldn’t just watch you search for that treasure. I had to help you…dig.”

Hermione shuddered at how he said that, and how his eyes smoldered as he looked at her.

“I want to fuck you,” he said softly, “And if I did, Hermione Granger, it would be much different than the last time…but I still don’t think you are ready for that…so…since I knew I would be tempted when I found you tonight…”

Severus reached in his pocket and pulled out a vial.

“What is that?” Hermione asked him.

Severus uncorked the vial and drank the contents down, grimacing slightly. He recorked it and put it in his pocket, a relieved expression flicking across his face for a moment as he looked at her soberly.

“It was a Deflating Draught laced with a bit of Impotence potion so I can’t get another immediate erection,” the wizard responded, “My desire for you is still here, but there’s nothing I can do about it. You might consider yourself fortunate witch, considering the level of desire you brought me to. It would have been rough for you had I given in to my urges.”

Hermione realized if the wizard had taken her, she would have found out how he really was. A disappointed look washed over her face.

“I want to know how you are when you don’t hold back, Severus,” she said softly. The wizard ran his hand over her cheek.

“It will be quite some time before you experience that witch. You are little more than a virgin. I must indoctrinate you slowly and with patience. Build up your strength and your stamina. After you graduate, we will explore more. I will be able to take time with you and teach you what it means to be my witch. I fear you might flee me when that time comes,” he said quietly.

Hermione leaned her cheek into his hand.

“I would never run from you, Severus,” she said.

The wizard gave her a small smile. He felt a small burst of desire inside, though there was no physical reaction to it, thanks to the draught. He thought that he might need extra help to keep him from the witch tonight. Though he hadn’t fucked her, he still received a great satisfaction from giving Hermione oral sex. He licked his lips again. Technically he had stuck to his plan.

“You say that now,” he said, pulling out his wand and scourgifying Hermione then himself. He put the wand away, straightened and began buttoning up the witch’s robes.

“And no more patrolling the castle naked. Someone on a lower floor could look up at you on the stairwell and see what only I am supposed to see,” he said a bit jealously.

“No they can’t,” Hermione argued. The stairs were solid.

“Still, I forbid you to do it,” the wizard said evenly.

Hermione scowled at him.

“Forbid me?” she asked an eyebrow arched as the wizard busily closed up her robes.

Severus looked at the stubborn look on her face. Hermione was little more than a teenager though she was the age of consent now. Teenagers were notorious for purposely doing what they are ordered not to do. The wizard sighed.

“I would appreciate it if you wouldn’t walk around the castle alone at night naked under your robes,” he amended.

“That’s what I thought you said,” Hermione replied, her amber eyes hard.

Severus scowled at her for a moment. He’d remember this insubordination at a later date, and remind her of it in a very physical way. Severus had a tendency to use sex for more than pleasure on occasion. It could be used to show his displeasure as well. Hermione would learn about this aspect of him when the time was right.

The witch’s robes fixed and the witch herself scourgified, Severus removed the ward, disillusionment spell and silencing spell and walked her out of the niche and up the corridor. Both were silent, lost in their own thoughts.

Hermione hadn’t managed to seduce him totally. She had hoped that his seeing her masturbate would make him want to take her. She hadn’t counted on him giving her oral sex, which had been delicious, more so because it seemed so wrong to do. Wrong but so good. She wanted to try it on him.

“I want to give you oral sex too, Severus. I think I would like doing it,” the witch said to him softly. The wizard looked startled, checked around them then scowled at Hermione.

“Don’t say things like that in the open, witch!” he hissed at her. He was sure he’d be rock hard at her suggestion if he hadn’t taken the draught.

“Well I do,” Hermione said in a quieter voice.

“You’re not ready,” he chided her, frowning.

“I wasn’t ready for what you did back in the niche,” she replied, “But I got ready…and fast.”

Severus sighed. The witch was too curious and too willing to try new things. Obviously Hermione Granger had quite a high sex drive. He didn’t want to discuss the matter any further so fell back on the response most adults used when talking to someone younger who wanted something they had no business getting.

“We’ll see,” he said to the witch.

Hermione shut up, satisfied. At least he seemed willing to think about it. The magic words had worked.

They stood on the landing waiting as two sets of shifting stairs approached and connected. Severus once again pushed the witch on the stairwell leading up.

“You know the drill,” he said to her silkily, stepping on the stairwell leading down. “Goodnight, Hermione.”

”Goodnight Severus,” she sighed. “You were wonderful.”

The wizard didn’t respond to this statement. Instead, Severus gave her a small, quick bow then walked down the stairwell, heading for the dungeons. Hermione watched him a moment…her belly tight with emotion. Goods he had been so good. Was there anything he did that didn’t feel good?

The witch sighed, then headed up the stairs and toward Gryffindor Tower. Forget the rest of the rounds. She felt tired now and had developed a lot more empathy for shagging students than she used to have. That was because she now knew what it was like.

Tonight had been a partial victory, and quite a satisfactory one.

The witch was learning.

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A/N: :::fanning::: Well not a full lemon, but damn…Hermione worked the wizard, didn’t she? You go bad girl. Learn something new. Severus wants to really give it to her too. Lol. Can’t blame him. She’s a freaking Lolita. “I want to give you oral sex too.” Rofl. Anyway, please review.