Dance With The Devil

Ok....So i don't normally do this...but for the Lemon near the end i was listenign to music and wow this song i was listening to just fit so well. So i suggest while reading it listenting to it too...if possible. this song oozes sex to me...i have no idea why. lol

In The Air Tonight - Nonpoint. (Miami Vice soundtrack)


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“Oh come on! You have to come! It’s Harry’s birthday.”
“Precisely, Hermione…its Harry’s birthday. He is your friend…you go.”
“Yeah, but you should come too.”
“I am sure the party will be much more enjoyable without me there. You go and have a good time and I will be here when you return.”
“Alright. I won’t push you anymore. I am going. I’ll see you later.”
Hermione turned and left through the floo.

The party was in full swing when she arrived. Molly was busy in the kitchen cooking up a storm for the party and Dumbledore was playing with the WWN, trying to get a good station. She quickly located Harry and Ron near the punch bowl.
“There you are Harry!” She said as she hugged him and gave him his present.
He opened it and hugged Hermione with a thank you.
“Oi! Happy birthday Harry!” The twins gushed and then they proceeded to pour liquid from an unmarked bottle into the punch.
“Fred! George!”
“Hermione, its just a little present for Harry. No one is going to turn into anything. It’s an experimental form of alcohol we have been working on. Hopefully tomorrow no one will have any hangovers.”
“Good show.” Ron said before he proceeded to pour some punch in a cup for himself.

The evening continued, the twins still teased her about being married to the dungeon bat but she still had a good time. The large amount of alcohol she had consumed help that along. Some how Ginny and Lavender had managed to corner her in an up stairs bedroom where they proceeded to have ‘girl talk’ with her.
“So? What’s it like?” Lavender asked in excitement.
Hermione looked at her with confused eyes.
“What’s what like?”
Ginny answered for her. “You know…his cock.”
“Ginny! Don’t be so crass.”
“Ok, what’s his penis like?”
“That’s much better.”
“Your not answering.” Lavender pointed out.
“I well…uh…it’s nice??”
“Nice? No no no. Is it big? Is the sex good? What about his hands?”
“Um well it’s the only one I’ve seen so far. I enjoy the sex and his hands are hands.”
Lavender and Ginny looked at each other before Ginny answered her.
“Ok that was the lamest answer I’ve ever heard. Just use you hands and how us how big.”
Hermione held out her hands and made movements to try and show them. Her brain was buzzing with the alcohol. If she had been sober she would have ended this conversation way before.”
“Ohh.” Lavender squealed. “So lucky! So the sex. What’s it like? Orgasms?”
“Uh…yes I’ve had orgasms during sex.”
“Orgasms? Multiple?”
“Yeah.” Hermione said with a slight question.
The girls squealed again.
“Oh Hermione your so lucky. The most Harry can give me in one go is one!”
“Ginny…did not need to hear that.”
“Sorry, ok but the act it’s self...how is it?”
“Uh intense. Fast, hard, hot and very pleasurable. Aside from the delicious feeling he causes the only thing I can focus on are his eyes. They are so black. Sometimes I feel like he’s having sex with me with is eyes.”
“Oh that sounds good.”
“Now girls, this conversation was inappropriate a long time ago. Let’s go down stairs and dance!”

The girls went down stairs to rejoin the party. At just after two am, Hermione decided it was time to go home. She said her good byes to Harry and hopped in the floo. Her exit didn’t go as planned. She landed flat on her face.
“Ouch!” She mumbled while getting up.
She carefully touched her nose and face to see if she hurt anything. She was satisfied that she may only have a bruise. She got and proceeded to the bedroom. She noticed on the way there that the floor wasn’t perfectly straight anymore…it tilted to the left a little.
“Damn wizard house moving.” She grumbled but continued along.
She found her husband sleeping in bed. She had a wicked thought. She had become increasingly horny all night and now she intended to have her way with Severus.

She slowly and quietly began stripping off her clothes as she approached the bed. She pulled back the covers and lightly as possible. She didn’t want to wake him…yet. She saw he was sleeping in a pair of black boxers.
‘is he aware that there are other colours besides black’ she thought to herself.
She crept into the bed and settled herself between his legs. She held her breath when he tossed his head to the side. She reached into his boxers and pull him free using the little flap.
‘thank god for flaps’ she thought again.
She slowly began licking and kissing him. He was hardening under her lips. She continued her bold exploration and tried her best to pleasure him. She still hadn’t heard anything from him, so she kept going. ‘He better not be sleeping anymore’ After a while she stopped and looked up at him.
He sure wasn’t sleeping anymore. His eyes were wide open and he had a huge grin on his face.
“Can I help you?” He asked with amusement in his voice.
Hermione blushed.
“I’m back and well I wanted to you know.”
She pulled his boxers off.
“Undress me?” He asked. He was clearly teasing her.
She giggled and jumped off the bed. She walked over to the WWN that was on the desk and turned it on.
“I can’t sleep now. Come dance with me Severus.”
“I think not.”
She slowly walked back to him. She tried as hard as she could to be seductive. She giggled again at her own thoughts. She was trying to be seductive and in turn seduce Severus. She gabbed his hands and pulled him up. He followed her away from the bed.
“Dance with me please?” She was giving him puppy eyes.
“Hermione, I am sure we both have different ideas about what constitutes dancing.”
“It’s easy.” She pushed her back against him and wrapped his arms around her.
“Now just move with me.”
“If I do this I want something in return. A punishment.”
“Alright, just dance with me.”
They began moving together with the rhythm playing. It wasn’t the perfect song for dancing but it served its purpose. He began getting bolder and moving his hands over her skin. She turned her head and kissed him over her shoulder.
“You are very drunk, wench.”
She giggle at him again. She knew it was true. She wouldn’t be dancing is she wasn’t and especially not nude. She also knew that if it wasn’t for her state he wouldn’t have humored her. He had one hand latched firmly on her hip and the other was moving her hair from her neck where his lips attached them selves. He was starting a slow passionate burn inside her. He skin was hot with his touch. She turned around and kissed him. This kiss was different that the others they had shared. This one was demanding, passionate and controlled by her. She began pushing him back towards the bed. When his legs hit it, she unlocked her lips from him and pushed him roughly back onto the bed.
“Hermione, what are you doing?”
She crawled onto the bed and straddled him.
“Severus this is one of those moments where your going to shut up. I know you aren’t used to anyone telling you that…but please…shut up.”
He looked at her completely bewildered. She leaned down and kissed him again before sliding down onto him. He groaned as he felt her heat envelop him. She started moving over him, he hands resting on his chest for balance. He put his hands on her hips and tried to thrust up into her.
“No, my turn.”
She continued raising and falling on him. He still kept his hands on her hips but didn’t make any attempts to control the sex again. Soon she was bucking wildly onto. He could feel himself actually moving on the bed. He was enjoying the role reversal; he moved his hand to her clit. She looked completely wild on top of him. Her back was arched in pleasure and her face was flushed. He could feel the tightening in his balls. He knew he wouldn’t be lasting much longer. He loved his thumb over her clit faster. Her bucking became erratic and uncoordinated. She came shouting “Oh fuck, Severus!” With her orgasm gripping him he came with her.
“Come here.” He growled pulling her down to him, he kissed her and stroked her sweaty body.
“So sleepy Severus.” She mumbled as she rolled off him and got comfortable.
He pulled the covers around them and spooned her.
“I think you should drink more often. You are amazingly uninhibited and feral like this. I love it.”
He ran his fingers up and down her arm and shoulder.
“Your skin is so soft. You are wonderful. Thank you for accepting me as you have.” His touch was like silk over her skin.
“You know your amazing too.” She mumbled back to him.
He closed his eyes, and then thought of something.
“Your going to have a huge hangover tomorrow.”
“I bet you I won’t.”
“You will. I can tell you drank an enormous amount.”
“I won’t and that’s final. Go to sleep before I hex you in my drunken state.”
He let the issue drop and complied with her wish.

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And besides my little song im back with another joke. its a dirty joke...all the joke si tell are dirty..lol

A dog, a cat, and a penis are sitting around a camp fire one night. The dog says, "My life sucks, my master makes me do my business on a fire hydrent!". The cat says, "I don't think so, my master makes me do my business in a box of cat litter." The penis outraged, says "At least your master doesn't put a bag over your head and make you do push ups until you throw up!"

hahaha

Pink Martini R&R