Dance With The Devil

Severus Snape had been looking down at his wife for nearly ten minutes now. He had himself propped up on one elbow and he was waiting for her to open her eyes to the hangover. He had a wicked grin on his face.
“Hermione.” He said gently. He knew loud sounds might be a problem for her.
She didn’t move.
“Hermione.” He said more loudly and firmly.
He scowled…she wasn’t waking up. He took his hand and ran it over her exposed shoulder. AH! She stirred that time. But still didn’t open her eyes.
He shook her shoulder this time.
“UGH 5 more minutes.” She mumbled and then rolled over.
“Hermione, you have already slept in. We both have. It’s almost ten.”
This got her attention. She snapped her eyes open and rolled back to him.
“Hows your head?” He asked while his huge grin came back to his face.

She sat up, looked around that room. She stood up and shook her head.
“They are bloody brilliant bastards.” She said before grabbing a robe from the dresser and going to the desk at the other end of the room.
Severus was looking at her, completely perplexed. She should be crawling back to bed asking him for a hangover potion right now. But no. Instead she was sitting at the desk writing something.
“Tibby!” She called. Tibby appeared. “Can you owl this off for me to Fred and George Weasley?” Tibby nodded and disappeared.
She smiled at her husband and disappeared into the bathroom.
Severus could hear her using the toilet, brushing her teeth and getting into the shower.
while he was still contemplating why she owled Fred and George first thing in the morning, she had finished in the bathroom and emerged in a robe.
“Come on, lazy bones. I know you wanted to work in your labs today.”
He looked up at her, still puzzled.
“Why aren’t you begging me for a hangover potion? And why did you owl the Weasley twins?”
She smiled at him. “They invented this new type of vodka that doesn’t give hangovers. They wouldn’t tell me how but I think it has some sort of hydration potion in it. We were their guinea pigs last night. I just wanted to tell them if I had any after effects.”
“No hangover?”
“Nope, none.”
“They are bloody geniuses. hey could make a fortune with that.”
“I know. For all their trickery they really are quite smart. Oh and they are getting married the weekend before school resumes. So we have to attend the wedding. Before you ask, no they are not marrying each other. They are just doing the ceremony together…cripes they do everything together.” She huffed out as she pulled on some underwear and a bra.
“Everything?” he asked with a silky edge to his voice.

She looked at him. He was looking at her intently with heat in his eyes.
“Didn’t you get enough last night? I have homework to do and you wanted to be in your labs. Get dressed before you waste the day away trying to proposition me.”
She pulled on jeans and a sweater.
“We can spare a few minutes.” He called out to her.
She looked at him again. His stare was intense. His eyes were dark. She felt her heart fluttering at his look.
“No. As much as I would like to, I can’t. I have some transfiguration work to finish and a certain potions essay to finish.”
He got up out of bed and walked over to where she was digging through the closet. He pulled her flush up against his hard body. Although she was wearing clothes she could still feel every line of his body. he leaned his head down to whisper in her ear.
“Did the big bad potion master give you too much work?”
His breath traveled over her ear before his lips touched them so lightly that she almost didn’t feel it. Her knees were getting weak. But she needed to stay strong.
“no, actually he should have given me more that I could do while my husband is tinkering away in his labs.” She smirked and pushed herself away from him

She picked up the school bag she was digging out and left for the library.
Severus was left standing in the bedroom naked, alone and with an erection.
“Bloody Hell!” He growled out and stomped to the bathroom.
She had promised him a punishment and he had wanted to collect.
No matter, now he had more time to prepare for tonight and her punishment. He smirked to himself as ideas began spinning in his head. After he was done getting ready he left gleefully for his labs. Well as gleefully as you could if you were Severus Snape, which consisted of billowing his robes extra hard today.

Hermione sat at his desk in the library with a mountain of books around her. She was scratching along the parchment furiously trying to keep up with the ideas spinning in her head. hours later a house elf had appeared with a try of food for her. She hadn’t even realized it was lunch. As she munched on her sandwich she wondered if Severus was taking his lunch in his labs. She smiled to herself as she pictured him puttering around a cauldron. She mentally shook herself when she realized she was staring off into space with a goofy grin on her face. She finished her lunch and got back to work. She was determined to finish her summer work so she could enjoy the rest of the summer.

The clock in the library chimed four. She looked up, shocked that time had passed so quickly.
“Tibby?” She called hesitantly.
The elf appeared.
“Tibby, Could you prepare dinner? Something Severus really likes. And for dessert, how about a nice summer peach pie.”
“Of course miss.” The elf replied.
“Thank you very much Tibby.”
The elf winked out. Although Hermione didn’t approve of elf labour she couldn’t free her husbands elves. She didn’t want them hating her like the ones at Hogwarts did. She wanted to have a happy home here. She was married for life now, things needed to run smoothly at home.
She sighed and decided to go and read outside until dinner.

That was where her husband found her later. Seated on a bench, in front of the gardens with her nose in a book. He came up behind her and took note of what page she was on before snatching it out of her hands.
“AH! Severus!” She jumped up of the bench and went after the book.
He was holding it above her head out of her reach.
“I’m not playing that game. Give it back. I don’t know what page I was on!”
He could tell she was getting angry with him. She was holding tension in her shoulders and scowling at him. He merely smirked at her and wiggled the book.
“Ugh, fine.”
She jumped up for the book. His free arm reached out and grabbed her around the back and pulled her against him. Her attention was no longer on the book but now redirected to his face. He was still smirking at her. She really wanted to wipe that smirk off his face.
He pulled her closer and bent his head to capture her lips. He lips were hard and angry under his. She was trying not to kiss him back. He gripper her tighter and she gave in. He lips moved against his, her arms circled his neck and pulled him closer. He could feel her getting hotter. He dropped the book and snaked his arm under her shirt. He rubbed circles on her back. His lips moved down her jaw to her neck. He alternated between biting and soothing her skin. She was moaning in his arms now. He hands were grasping at him, pulling him as close as he could possibly get. He moved a hand around to her front and grasped her breast. She moaned louder against him. He smiled against her neck.

He pulled away. Hermione was flushed, her lips swollen and her eyes on fire. He bent down to pick up her book. While down there he kissed and nipped at her stomach while rubbing her in between her legs. He stood up and handed her to book.
“Come on its time for dinner.”

She looked at him like he was crazy. Is he going to shag me on the dinner table, she thought to herself. She followed him silently, contemplating to herself. she het the book on the table and looked to what they were eating. I appeared to be roast beef, potatoes and vegetables. Of course. what else would a man eat? She mentally shrugged and filled her plate. Severus did the same, but watched her intently. He could tell she was still hot and bothered by their little snogging session. Good. He wanted her to be aroused all night, he was going to get his punishment tonight. They began to eat.
“Do you remember what you promised me last night?” He asked her, very nonchalantly.
Hermione blushed and answered yes.
“Good, because I intend to collect on that tonight. I wanted to this morning but you raced out of bed I didn’t even get a chance to persuade you.”
She just nodded. She wasn’t sure where this was going.
“Do you want to know what I would like to do to you?”
“Yes.” Hermione felt herself becoming aroused.
“I wish to tie your hands, then remove all you clothing. I prefer you completely naked. You do have a glorious figure. I want to arouse you almost to the point of orgasming but without even touching you. I want to hear you beg me to come, beg for my skin to touch your skin. I want you to be sexually frustrated. Then gratified when I fuck you into oblivion.” His voice was smooth and low.
Hermione practically quivered in her chair. She was clenching her thighs together, trying to relieve some of the tension there. She smiled weakly at him.
Tibby was bringing out the pie when Severus stood up and put his hand over his left arm.
“I must go, I am being summoned.” He left the room with a flourish.
Hermione realized how fast he could change his whole perspective.
She followed him to the bedroom where he pulled on his death eater robes and held the mask.
“Be careful.” She said to him.
He nodded and left.

“Tibby?” She asked.
“Yes Miss?” The elf winked in.
“Can I please have my pie here, with ice cream.” Her voice was shaking slightly.
The elf nodded. She knew that Hermione was worried for Severus. He often came back with considerable wounds after a night out in those robes. She brought Hermione her pie and ice cream, along with a glass of ice wine.
She set the glass down and said “For you nerves.” and winked out.
Hermione ate and drank while looking at the clock. She was worried. She had hear of what went of at revels and raids, she didn’t want him to get hurt.
She went and picked up the book she had been reading before and another glass of wine. She sat in bed reading and sipping her wine. Shortly after 2 am she fell asleep.

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WOW i updated!!! haha. already writing the next chapter.

JOKE:Annoyed by the professor of anatomy who liked to tell "naughty" stories during class, a group of female students decided that the next time he started to tell one, they would all rise and leave the room in protest. The professor, however, got wind of their scheme just before class the following day, so he bided his time. Then, halfway through the lecture, he began. "They say there is quite a shortage of prostitutes in France." The girls looked at one another, arose and started for the door. "Young ladies," said the professor with a broad smile, "the next plane doesn't leave till tomorrow afternoon."

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