All of a sudden

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chapter 16 ~ going in another direction
warning: spanking, hurt/comfort


Hermione felt a hand stroke her belly, insistent and teasing. Mumbling sleepily she rolled over to her side and burrowed deeply into the covers. Tiny nipping kisses began to trail along her exposed back, causing her to let out a small sigh of pleasure. She quickly awoke, however, when she felt two sharp nips on the tender flesh of her bottom. How did she get naked?

Blinking in the darkness, “Professor!” She whispered.

“Severus” He whispered in return and reached back to her exposed back and nipped gently at the skin.

She thought he must have got in through the floo. It seemed she had dozed off when she had returned to her room from school.

Slowly Severus’ hand crept lower and Hermione’s back arched when she felt him run his fingertips in her now rapidly swelling core. She gasped when he teasingly plunged his fingers inside.

“Pro – Severus, please…” She gasped as he continued to tease her core.

“Ssh, just relax. Give into the sensation” he firmly ordered.

As he bent lower to kiss her jaw, Hermione realized he was naked too as his hardness bumped against her thigh. Reflexively she moved her thigh away from IT. Severus chuckled against her ear and lifted her chin and kissed her passion swollen lips.

Slowly he lifted her thigh and placed it upon his hip and patiently caressed her core until her body released the sweet smelling moisture.

Easing the tip of his cock into her, he grimaced at the velvety heat of her core. Slowly he began to thrust but did not let his full length penetrate her body. Hermione thrust back in return to get more of him inside. When she noticed that Severus was purposely holding back from her, she forcefully ground back on him with a groan but Severus casually laid a hand on her hip and kept Hermione from getting more than he allowed.

All too soon, Hermione was brokenly sobbing from this torment. When she reached back and grabbed his hair, he responded by biting down on the skin between her neck and shoulder. “Play nice Gryffindor” he sternly admonished.

Her helpless abandon pleased Severus greatly. She wore her need for him so beautifully. He groaned and continued to thrust the head of his cock at her expense. He knew Hermione knew he was getting great satisfaction from this act and expressed himself vocally.

Hermione didn’t understand why he was doing this. Wasn’t he the one who had crept into her room while she slept? Wasn’t he the one who had taken great effort to arouse her? So why was he abandoning her to her need now?

Groaning with frustration, she reached forward with her hands and tried to crawl away from him but Severus simply dragged her back toward his chest and gave her one hard thrust that almost sent her over the edge. But it was only almost… and now he had gone back to thrusting at his tormenting pace.

When she looked back at him with questioning eyes, he proceeded to lick and nip her lips bringing her to even higher ecstasy but never increased his pace.

Totally frustrated with his ministrations, her demand of “Severus” came out in a high pitched plea and she was rewarded with a few hard thrusts and once again to her total chagrin – it was only a few. Her eyes were welling up with need. She could hardly form a coherent thought.

“It feels good doesn’t it?” Severus finally said, the silk of his voice sending a shudder across her body.

“Yesss…” She moaned and pushed her hips towards him desperately.

“Tell me what I make you feel. Do I make you burn?” He asked seductively and gave her another hard thrust.

“Ooh!” she moaned. “Yesss… yes… pleeeaase!” She ground back.

“Tell me what you feel” He said, his voice a bit harsh.

Severus wound his hips and Hermione squealed and panted but was totally helpless to make it any better.

“It feels soo good! So achy…, but…” Not knowing the other unknown feeling she twisted and groaned in frustration.

Severus thrust into her fully and kept himself there without moving and this only enraged her desires leaving her on the brink of insanity.

“It hurts too?” he asked.

Nodding her head, she realized it did hurt and let out a sob and desperately clenched her inner muscles, in a vain attempt to break his control… to have him slamming into her.

Severus groaned and remained still and let Hermione work herself around his cock.

“How can I make it better?” He asked smugly and moved slightly.

“Harder… please!” she moaned and Severus let out a heartless chuckle that send shivers down her spine.

“Not good enough Hermione…” he said his voice full of mirth. “Tell me how much you NEED it”

Hermione shook her head. She was not going to beg for it. Severus Snape was such a bastard!

Hermione tried to reach her clit with her fingers to find some relief but Severus slapped her hand away leaving his own there – his fingers teasing her curls but never going anywhere near where she needed it most.

“What do you want?” she asked brokenly… her breathing coming out in pants and her heart beating so loudly she knew he could hear it.

“What do you think I want?” he asked in return.

Clenching her eyes shut she tried to shut away the feeling his body was creating in her. “I don’t know…” She wailed in frustration. She was so angry. So lost.

“I’ve already told you Hermione. Let me make it better”. He said willing her to say the words. While Hermione fought with her will, Severus licked and nipped her jaw line and slightly grazed her clit with his fingers and gave her a hard thrust.

A taut line of tension snapped. “I want it soo bad. I’ll die if you keep doing this. Please… Professor… fuck me… hard!” Hermione’s voice sounded so desperate and hungry and just the way Severus wanted it.

Severus smirked. It had already begun. She would learn that her passion was directly tied with his own.

Severus then totally pulled out of her body and sat on his heels. Hermione wildly looked at him with confused eyes.

“Get on your hands and knees” He firmly ordered and watched as she slowly turned around onto her hands and knees.

Severus ran a pale hand across the sensitive flesh of her ass and thighs as Hermione buckled.

Positioning himself behind her, he teasingly entered her and felt her arch her back and push towards him.

Pulling back almost completely he slammed into her. Hermione screamed in both pain and pleasure.

Vaguely she felt him wrap his fists around her hair and pull her up towards his chest so she was on her knees only.

“Tell me Hermione. Is this how you want?” He lewdly inquired as he wound his pelvis and continued to slam into her near-virginal flesh.

“Yes… yes!” She shrieked as an orgasm quaked through her body making her body clench in mind blowing bliss.

“Yes Hermione, that’s it darling… come for me” he hissed as he fucked through her orgasm.

When she finally came down she realized that he was not done with her yet.

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It was past midnight and only a few more hours for dawn, and Hermione was panting from her activity with the insatiable Potions Master. Her need for sleep was overwhelming but Severus just didn’t let her go. Stating that the amount of sleep she has already had was sufficient, he had dragged her and then mounted for another round of ardent sex.

Finally Severus got off from bed and walked towards the pile of clothes on the floor, he casually picked them up and began to get dressed while watching Hermione who lay on the bed with fascination in her eyes.

“Get dressed” He curtly said.

“What?” Hermione asked with surprise.

“Are you deaf as well as stupid? I said get dressed” Severus barked. It seemed the untouchable Potions Master was back.

“Are you mad? It’s five in the morning and I need to sleep. Good night Severus. Go and crawl into your dungeon before the sun comes up… in case you get burnt.” she retorted and snuggled into her pillow and brought the blanket up to her ears.

Severus walked towards the wardrobe and selected a white top and a short green skirt and threw it on her.

“Dressed or naked, you will go… I’m not going to tell you again”

Sitting up, Hermione mutinously yelled “No. Just because we… DID IT… that doesn’t mean you have the right to order me about with explanation. This is the twentieth century Severus! Not the middle ages… so there... I’m not going”.

Watching Severus just walk toward the bathroom without any response she fell back on the bed and ran her hand on the hem of the skirt. The fact was that she did want to go. Where was he going to take her? Maybe he told her that just to get her dressed. Hermione sighed. Funny. She never thought him to be prude. But then again… he definitely wasn’t prude. Not if all the positions he had bent her into and the words he had made her scream counted. Hermione snorted. Severus the Prude… she let out a small giggle.

Suddenly Severus appeared on the doorway apparently angry at her nudity.

Swiftly reaching her with three strides, he harshly growled “If I tell you to do something, you do it. If you want to act like a brat… then I’m going to treat you like one.”

Before she realized what that was about, Snape had thrown her over his lap facedown and felt his large hand smack her bottom. A spanking? He was giving her a spanking? When she rose up, she was pushed back down. “Don’t- you – ever – disobey – me” each word was punctuated with a hard spank.

“Disobey you? Oww! YOU don’t tell me what to – AAH! Stop that you bas…OWWWW!

Snape held both her wrists in one hand while he spanked her reddening ass with the other. Hermione continued to throw curses and insults on him but he just spanked her harder.

“When – I – tell – you to – get – dressed - - then - you DO IT!” He growled

Whack!

“OUCH! Go and Fuck yourself Snape!” She yelled.

In a split second she was flipped over and dealt a slap across her mouth.

“Such language Hermione…” He growled. Then he flipped her on her stomach and continued to spank her.

Finally she fell silent and swore to bear this humiliation with dignity --- and then kick both his balls into next week.

To her confusion she felt several fat tears roll through her cheek.

“All I ask you is to do what I say… and what do I tell you to do Hermione?” He delivered a new set of spanks that landed not only on her ass but also on her upper thighs as well. “I asked you to get dressed. How difficult is that. Huh?” He continued.

“I even picked out your clothes!” Whack!

The force of his spanks noticeably grew in intensity after Hermione’s misery became audible. Her legs began to jerk with the last of his blows as they came down rapidly with barely a pause.

Suddenly his heavy hand stopped.

She felt Severus release her wrists and gather her to his chest. Instead of her cries ceasing, Hermione began to noisily choke and sob with the increasing force of her tears. She twined her arms around his neck while sobbing into his silk-covered shirt.

When she felt him gently rub her back she began to cry even harder. Even though he was the reason her bottom burned and her pride lay in shreds, that one touch provided the needed comfort she desperately needed.
Cradling her to his chest Severus murmured nonsensical soothing sounds until she finally began to stop her sobbing. Hermione gave out several watery sighs before lifting her head away from the solid strength of his chest. Looking up at him she felt herself compelled to bring her mouth up to his. Docilely she opened her lips and allowed his tongue entrance, moaning softly with a deep pleasure at feeling him thus.

Hermione then felt his hand creep along her thigh, pulling it down until her foot reached the floor. She then felt his fingers teasingly crawl upwards until they were just resting upon the soft fur that covered her. Ever so softly she felt him part her with one finger. Anticipation made her wriggle before his finger laid claim to the most secret part of her.

Hermione’s back tightly arched against his arm. His one finger soon became several and she could only pant and mewl from the pleasure. Helplessly she writhed against Severus, immersed in the mind-numbing sensations of the ecstasy between her thighs and the prickling pain of her blistered bottom.

Just when she was drawing close, he stopped.

“Why Severus, I was so close…” She complained. “Why did you stop?”

Severus wolfishly smiled in return. Taking his hand from her core he held it in front of her and proceeded to lick his fingers.

“If you want to fuck me Hermione, then we do it my way” He said.

“Meaning?”

“Meaning…” He darkly whispered. “If you want me to make you scream…then you WILL get dressed.”

Hermione got off his lap and proceeded to take the clothes from the bed.

“Trust me Severus… you are going to pay for this” She said, her face in a frown as she put on the top.

Picking up her knickers she was midway putting on the panties when she heard Severus in a bored tone, “I don’t know if you will be quite comfortable with that”

Huffing in annoyance, Hermione proceeded to pull it up fully and winced when the cotton touched her sore skin.
She heard him chuckle in an “I told you” tone.

Glaring at him, she came towards him and looked up with her chin raised high.

“Now what?” She asked.

Severus took her hand.

“Now we leave…” He half dragged her through the floo. She couldn’t quite catch what he said. But in a matter of moments, she felt herself hauling down and landing flat on a smooth, cold surface. She vaguely realized it was marble.

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