A Tale of Two Wizards

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Shores of Desire

He carried her effortlessly through the dungeon, he didn't grunt, or almost drop her, or anything. She felt safe in his arms. Safe and loved. He was enjoying holding her, feeling for the first time how small she actually was. She smiled at him in a kind, nice way. He carried her completely out of the cell she was in, and suddenly she was in a big wide hallway.

"Where am I exactly?" She asked.

"In what was formerly the Malfoy Mansion," Snape answered. "Now, as a reward for good service it is now mine!"

He said the last words with hateful maliciousness, more directed against himself than at the woman in his arms.

"What's happened to the Malfoy’s?" She asked.

"Lucius is dead, Narcissa is in hiding, and Draco is living with his Aunty Bellatrix, she's poisoned him somewhat against me."

"But -!"

"Shut up or I'll kiss you again!"

"Why?" She teased snuggling closer towards him.

He brought his lips towards her, and started ravishing her mouth, his tongue, as before, flickered in and out, and, as before she surrendered her mouth to his. His hands running through her hair entangling her golden curls, and coiling them between his fingers.

"Severus," she murmured. "Kiss me forever."

"We might just have forever," he said.

He carried her up towards what was Mr and Mrs Malfoy's bed. He'd taken away the pink and cream silk that Narcissa put in place and replaced them with colours more befitting him. Hermione looked at the big four poster and saw the green, black and silver silk bed sheets, and drapes. She had entered into the domain of the devil. He gently lowered her onto the bed, and unwrapped the cloak, and viewed her body with a smile on his face. Like his body glinted silver in the moonlight, so hers glowed golden in the firelight, like a human Phoenix.

She arranged her body more seductively, and looked coy.

"You can come in now," she breathed huskily.

He smiled, as he undid his trousers, and let down them, and his boxers down, if this plan went well, he'd have a mistress befitting the Manor, and him. The Dark Lord might have ordered this. The Dark Lord might have said to seduce her, but he said nothing about what to do afterwards.

He had seduced her. But he wanted to again. Not on anyone’s orders now, but on his own.

He placed his hands a few centimetres away from the top of her head as he lowered his whole body onto hers. That physical contact made her close her eyes and sigh heavily.

He then placed his hands in hers, and just without any warning whatsoever, he thrust deep inside her making her gasp, her hands wrapped tightly around his and he felt the urgency in her grip. He thrust again, and again, making her scream everytime, just like in the cell she had no choice. She arched her body up to join in, and he moaned, both moaning, and murmuring.

He kissed and sucked both her breasts again, Merlin, all those years of taunting this creature only to discover at eighteen she was the best lay he'd ever had. Lily didn't come as close as this although, he mused, it was a fight for both of them to reach the top spot.

She leaned up again, and their bodies moved together beautifully, and harmoniously, they danced together so well, and this was one waltz she definitely enjoyed dancing to.

As the rhythm got harder, and faster, so their bodies became sweatier, and again, just as Hermione had recovered from the first one, he let in a thrust so deep, and so hard she yelped, and bit her lip.

"Severus!"

"Yes?" He asked.

"Again!"

"With pleasure."

He thrust in the same strength, and then she went dizzy, her body shuddered, and she moaned with her coming, he came at the same time, and he collapsed on top of her.

"How about that bath then hmm?" He whispered in her ear whilst sucking it.

"Please," she said. "No more, not tonight, I don't think I can handle another experience like that!"

Snape had got her right where he wanted her. If Potter seriously thought that he was teaching Hermione Wolfsbane Potion then he was bigger simpleton than he expected.

He got up in a quick smooth move he stood in his birthday suit right in front of her, and for the first time she actually saw him naked, properly naked. He looked like a Greek God, who'd he be? She wondered. Hades. Yes that would be it. And exactly like Hades he preferred the underground. He preferred to be on his own. Until he met Persephone the bringer of destruction.

If they were meant to be Hades and Persephone then what kind of destruction would they cause together. And they already had the connection with the three headed dog guarding yet another underground cavern. Hermione knew her name was of Grecian Mythology, being the female form of Hermes, and it meant Pillar Queen or, Pillar of Strength. She didn't feel very strong at the moment, as her dark god Hades, the lord of the Underworld stared down at her.

He looked down at her and a small slow mocking smile played across his lips, and his eyes were reflecting the glow of the fire making them seem red, and on fire. He turned around, and Hermione levered herself up.

"Where is the bath?" She asked.

"In there," he said. "Malfoy liked everything neat and convenient."

"Okay," she got up. She felt herself blush at being this naked, in the throes of her orgasms she never really thought she was naked, but here she was. Standing in front of him the way he stood in front of her.

"Where are you going?" He murmured darkly.

"To run a bath," she said.

"Don't be silly! I have a house elf to do that sort of thing," he snapped. Back to being the harsh demanding man she had always known him to be. Yet now it only served to make her more excited at being in his presence. He clicked his fingers impatiently twice, and a house elf turned up.

"Hiccup," he said.

"Her names Winky!" Hermione exclaimed through gritted teeth recognizing her.

"She hiccups a lot, so I've renamed her!"

"You can't do that!"

"She's my elf now, Miss Granger, and I can do what I bloody well like with her, besides she doesn't mind do you? At least I've returned her to her natural state."

"Under your rule and thumb!" Hermione exclaimed hotly.

"If you use all your passion now there'll be none left for me," Snape replied with a naughty, knee-buckling smile. Again his eyes glowing like coal embers, as the fire reflected on them. Hermione found herself entranced by them. She felt she was going to orgasm on the spot.

"Yes master," Winky, (or rather Hiccup), said.

"Run me a bath for two, lots of hot water, and get the sandalwood shampoo for me, and the wild berries one for her."

"Please," Hermione said through gritted teeth.

"Quite right," Snape murmured softly. "Please."

"Yes, Master," Hiccup said.

Hiccup went to the bathroom and started running the bath. After about ten minutes she came out and said it was done and asked if Master wanted anything else done.

"Yes, Hiccup," Snape said. "Get us some strawberries, cream, melted dark chocolate at least 70% the REAL stuff, and sugar please."

"Yes Master be ready soon master!"

"What are you planning inside that head of yours, sir?"

"Back to, sir, now is it, I remember only moments ago you called me Severus."

"Only moments ago you called me, Miss Granger, yet when I was powerless under your snakelike charm, you called me, Hermione, and Mia," she responded sarcastically. "I'm not staying here another minute! I'm going to get out of here, and tell Harry exactly what you're doing, and its NOT bloody Potion making!"

She opened a dark mahogany wardrobe door, and grabbed the first thing she could to cover herself up, but as she was about to put it on, she was yanked harshly by her elbow, Snape slammed the door shut, and thrust her against the woodwork, the engravings only served to scratch her back more.

"You're not going anywhere Hermione except in that bath with me!"

Hermione could not believe it.

"Let go, you've had your fun! I want to go back to my friends where I belong!"

"No Mia," Snape said contradicting her, as he again pushed his tongue down her throat unexpectedly. "You belong with me!"

Hermione felt her ears ringing. She was shocked beyond all believing. Here she was having had a couple of rather wonderful orgasms with Snape, and he's asking her for more? HE WANTS ME! WHY?

His lips kidnapped hers in yet another soft, sensuous kiss. Their lips moving in perfect motion with their tongues, and both dancing as harmoniously as their bodies has just been, he ran his hands through her hair, and she tugged him closer to her by the flopping hair grabbing hold of them tightly, as he once again hitched her legs onto his waist.

He carried her still kissing her, and he violently swung the door open to the bathroom. It was all hot and steamy in there, the steam arose from the bath, and surrounded them in its inescapable mist, like it had arms and fingers that were wrapping and pulling them towards the bath. Hermione looked over her shoulder, and then back at Snape.

He dropped her gently on the ground, and helped her into the bath, and she slid into the water closing her eyes, as the water was cleansing her. She was gently pushed forward, and Severus slithered in behind her. His legs and hers were twisted together in the confines of the porcelain tub. He started rubbing his feet on hers, as caressed her body in his.

"Ah!" He exclaimed. "I see Hiccup has followed my orders to the letter."

Hermione turned around, the movement of her hair brushing his chest made him catch his breath slightly, and then she turned her head up to look in his eyes. He reached over, and grabbed a punnet of strawberries, some cream, and chocolate. He set them on a bath tray and pulled it closer to them, so he didn't have to reach too far.

He took a particularly lovely big strawberry, bright, red and glistening with its natural sugars. He dipped the point of it in the cream, and Hermione instinctively opened her mouth, he placed it between her teeth, and she bit into it.

"Wow," she breathed.

They took it turns to feed each other the strawberries, and chocolate, and cream, the sugar was only there for optional reasons. He then picked up the wild berries shampoo.

"Now," he smiled naughtily. "Where does this go?"

She smiled saucily at him, which turned his heart into a somersault. She dipped her body full into the water, as if in baptism, and then rose out of the water like a siren, her hair flat and wet. It hung over her breasts, and back. Severus, he thought, you are an evil wicked slimy git and you love yourself that way!

He squeezed some out of the bottle doing an elegant swirl into his palm, and he started rubbing it in her hair letting the excess foam drip down, and place itself in teasing little blobs on her breasts and stomach. Once her hair was lathered she picked up the sandalwood.

"Your turn," she whispered throatily. He could not disobey that voice; it was the voice of a woman.

He dipped his body the way she did hers and she lathered his hair with the shampoo letting the same thing happen. For the first time she actually noticed his chest and gasped. It was beautiful and strong, and manly. She started rubbing some excess shampoo onto his black hairy nipples, and circulated her hands over and over again in a beat time, and he placed his hands on her bottom, and did the same, massaging the rounded peach thing that it was. Soft and warm in his hands. Both loved this motion.

Severus noticed that there was still some cream in the bowl, and scraped some out with his fingers, and offered for her to do the same. She did so. He sucked the cream off each singular finger in a calm yet smooth manner, so she could feel, yet again, the heat inside his mouth. She stuck his whole hand in her mouth, she was hungry, he didn't mind, he was rather charmed by the impetuosity of it. When she finished she looked at him coyly.

"Time to wash the shampoo off now," he said.

She dipped her head in the water yet again and let Severus use the cream bowl to scoop the water and pour it over her head and let the foam glide off. When hers was finished she did the same for him.

Once finished, they looked into each other’s eyes.

"Come here, Mia," he commanded gently.

She obeyed and thrust herself onto him. And he groaned. He thrust inside of her, the movement causing water to spill out of the bath.

"Shall we finish this off in the bedroom and then..."

"Then what?" Severus asked toying with a damp curl of her hair; it was even more golden when it was wet than when it was dry.

"Then can I at least see Harry once? Tell him I'm okay he'll worry."

"We'll see about that when the time comes Hermione," Severus said.

Hermione got out of the bath, and then he quickly followed, he picked up black fluffy towels, and wrapped his legs, and she wrapped her body in hers. He opened the door, and she walked out, and then he followed.

She turned around. She walked up to the man and pulled the towel off, he did the same, and they collapsed onto the bed kissing so violently, so passionately, that the good of the bath seemed to be undone, she spread her legs apart, and he kissed inside her thighs and then the front of her vagina, and then up towards the breasts where he concentrated for quite some time.

He thrust, and thrust, and thrust again, and she moaned, yelped and groaned with pleasure at each one. He felt himself come inside of her and then filled her with his seed.

"SEVERUS!" she yelled!

"HERMIONE!" He grunted.

They both climaxed at the rising of the sun!

A/N Oh thank you Megan and Pinkwands, well let me tell you the Lucius scene's are WORTH waiting for!