Candlelight Fantasies
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
9,816
Reviews:
17
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0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter 2
Thanks for the awesome reviews, sorry for the delay in updating. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns all Harry Potter, i\'m just borrowing the characters for my story.
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“You impudent girl, I’m still your teacher,” he growled at her. His frown contorted his face in a grimace of unhappiness.
“Silly Severus, we can be together now, I’m so happy,” Hermione ignored his growling and pulled him towards her.
“You don’t how long I’ve been waiting for this,” Hermione pushed him on his back against the soft pillows and settled herself between his legs, her eyes moving back and forth in tune with the movements of his erection.
Thick and turgid, purple veins quivered with each heavy breath he drew, red as a rosy apple at the tip, she could see some white pre-cum coating the bulbous head. Severus groaned, pulling at the sheets, willing the naughty girl to get on with her little show.
He watched in delicious anticipation as she took him slowly between her pale coral lips, the caress of her soft lips, the hollowing of her cheeks as she suckled him gently. The innocence of her brown doe eyes as she looked up at him, the devilish smirk as she slowly took him deeper into her mouth, the tip of his penis hitting the back of her throat.
Her saliva coated his velvety erection as she tasted him. Her soft groans of arousal could be heard in the otherwise silent room.
Pulling him out of her mouth, she climbed up his chest to straddle his lap, her hands gently gripping his shoulders, “Severus, please don’t be afraid to respond, I don’t want you to feel like you can‘t verbalize how you feel.”
Turning away from her, shame and awkwardness overwhelmed him. Closing his eyes, he tried to mask his reaction to her insightful words.
“Severus,” softly tracing the syllables of his name, her hand turned his face back towards her. The softness of the candlelight enhanced the harsh angles of his face, the hook of his nose, the thin cut of his sensual lips.
Her fingers traced his cheekbone down to his lip, moving closer to him, she kissed the edge of his lips. His eyes shot open, soft for once in response. His hand moved to grip her hip, “I’ve never been like this with anyone, let alone a woman in bed, I don’t know how to react, respond. I don’t want…” his jerky inhalation cut him off.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to act any different than you think you should, if you don’t want to make any noises, you don’t have to, I just didn’t want you to think that I was pretending you were anyone else.” His pupils widened in shock at her ability to hit on something that he thought he’d kept hidden so well.
“Why would I pretend you’re someone else? I’ve done that with other boys and I’m not ashamed to admit that I’ve imagined that it was you I was kissing when I was kissing another person. I know it’s wrong, but I couldn’t help myself.” Sitting back, she waited for him to judge her as she was sure he would.
“Oh.” Was all he could muster.
“Okay, is it okay if we go back to what we were doing?” Hermione asked him.
“If you want to,” Severus mumbled, finding the bedspread suddenly very fascinating.
“Are you nervous?” Hermione teased him gently.
“No, I’m just surprised that you would want me,” he sighed heavily at what he was about to say. “I’m the big bat of the dungeons, greasy hair, long fingers, and all other ugly things.”
Hermione stared at him for a second, “And I’m a bushy haired know-it-all who used to have big teeth, which you said looked no different, so physically, we’re no different. We both enjoy intelligent discussions, reading, researching, silence and those are only some of the things we enjoy.”
Winking naughtily at him, she took his steely erection between her fingers. “We have this in common, a desire for each other, a passion to equal no other,” inhaling deeply, “and a love that I feel for you, even if you don\'t love me in return.\"
Lowering her head back to her task at hand which was making the Potions Master quiver at the altar of her seductive powers. She missed the glow of tenderness in his eyes as he looked down at her.
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns all Harry Potter, i\'m just borrowing the characters for my story.
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“You impudent girl, I’m still your teacher,” he growled at her. His frown contorted his face in a grimace of unhappiness.
“Silly Severus, we can be together now, I’m so happy,” Hermione ignored his growling and pulled him towards her.
“You don’t how long I’ve been waiting for this,” Hermione pushed him on his back against the soft pillows and settled herself between his legs, her eyes moving back and forth in tune with the movements of his erection.
Thick and turgid, purple veins quivered with each heavy breath he drew, red as a rosy apple at the tip, she could see some white pre-cum coating the bulbous head. Severus groaned, pulling at the sheets, willing the naughty girl to get on with her little show.
He watched in delicious anticipation as she took him slowly between her pale coral lips, the caress of her soft lips, the hollowing of her cheeks as she suckled him gently. The innocence of her brown doe eyes as she looked up at him, the devilish smirk as she slowly took him deeper into her mouth, the tip of his penis hitting the back of her throat.
Her saliva coated his velvety erection as she tasted him. Her soft groans of arousal could be heard in the otherwise silent room.
Pulling him out of her mouth, she climbed up his chest to straddle his lap, her hands gently gripping his shoulders, “Severus, please don’t be afraid to respond, I don’t want you to feel like you can‘t verbalize how you feel.”
Turning away from her, shame and awkwardness overwhelmed him. Closing his eyes, he tried to mask his reaction to her insightful words.
“Severus,” softly tracing the syllables of his name, her hand turned his face back towards her. The softness of the candlelight enhanced the harsh angles of his face, the hook of his nose, the thin cut of his sensual lips.
Her fingers traced his cheekbone down to his lip, moving closer to him, she kissed the edge of his lips. His eyes shot open, soft for once in response. His hand moved to grip her hip, “I’ve never been like this with anyone, let alone a woman in bed, I don’t know how to react, respond. I don’t want…” his jerky inhalation cut him off.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to act any different than you think you should, if you don’t want to make any noises, you don’t have to, I just didn’t want you to think that I was pretending you were anyone else.” His pupils widened in shock at her ability to hit on something that he thought he’d kept hidden so well.
“Why would I pretend you’re someone else? I’ve done that with other boys and I’m not ashamed to admit that I’ve imagined that it was you I was kissing when I was kissing another person. I know it’s wrong, but I couldn’t help myself.” Sitting back, she waited for him to judge her as she was sure he would.
“Oh.” Was all he could muster.
“Okay, is it okay if we go back to what we were doing?” Hermione asked him.
“If you want to,” Severus mumbled, finding the bedspread suddenly very fascinating.
“Are you nervous?” Hermione teased him gently.
“No, I’m just surprised that you would want me,” he sighed heavily at what he was about to say. “I’m the big bat of the dungeons, greasy hair, long fingers, and all other ugly things.”
Hermione stared at him for a second, “And I’m a bushy haired know-it-all who used to have big teeth, which you said looked no different, so physically, we’re no different. We both enjoy intelligent discussions, reading, researching, silence and those are only some of the things we enjoy.”
Winking naughtily at him, she took his steely erection between her fingers. “We have this in common, a desire for each other, a passion to equal no other,” inhaling deeply, “and a love that I feel for you, even if you don\'t love me in return.\"
Lowering her head back to her task at hand which was making the Potions Master quiver at the altar of her seductive powers. She missed the glow of tenderness in his eyes as he looked down at her.