#2 ~ What Was I Thinking ~ Part 2 (Small Edit)

Disclaimer: The characters belong to JKR. The situations are mine.
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Chapter 24 ~ Someone’s Knocking at the Backdoor


Severus pored over the myriad vials and jars in his storeroom, searching for the pain/contraceptive potion to administer to Hermione. He located the vial of purple liquid, picked it up, then paused as his dark eyes fell on another vial, containing a vitreous, yellow liquid. He pursed his lips thoughtfully, then unconsciously licked his lips as he made his decision, and took that vial, too. He reached up to the top shelf and removed a large jar full of a thick, green salve. His task complete, he exited the storeroom, warded it securely, and briskly walked back to his bedroom, and the waiting Hermione.

Hermione stretched in pleasure as she lay in Severus’ bed, sated and sticky.

Severus’ bed. Yessss.

She rolled over on her stomach and sniffed the duvet deeply. It smelled just like him. She rolled back over and wriggled, lolling in the bed on her back sensuously, like a cat in a field of catnip. This is the vision that met Severus’ eyes when he returned, a beautiful, naked witch writhing on his bed in obvious delight, without him. He watched her slide her lush body over the duvet, eyes closed, running her hands over her breasts, belly, thighs and hips, as she remembered his hands on her body, his mouth raping hers hungrily. She let out a little moan, and Severus’ cock took on an impossible degree of hardness. Unable to help himself, he groaned.

Hermione’s eyes flew open, her hands still on her breasts. She turned her head to see Severus standing there, his hands full of potions and his huge cock pointing straight at her, as if she were a magnetic pole. She blushed with embarrassment.

“Enjoying yourself?” Severus asked, walking toward the bed, his eyes even blacker with the intensity of his arousal. Her consternation would have been amusing, if his cock wasn’t throbbing so insistently. Normally, he would have leaped on her and just started fucking her like crazy, but looking down at the potions he carried, he knew they had to have a “little talk” first. He set the potions on the bedside table and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Hermione looked at the extra vial and jar curiously. “What’s all that?” she asked, sitting up as Severus uncorked the purple vial and handed it to her.

Severus waited for her to swallow the potion before he answered her. He didn’t want to have to go back to his storeroom for more because she spewed it all out in shock. He reached out and took the empty vial from her and placed it back on the table.

“The yellow vial is a colonic. The green jar…contains a lubricant,” he replied smoothly, watching for her reaction.

Hermione’s eyes went wide, realizing what the combination of potions meant. She swallowed with difficulty, and unconsciously hugged herself. Her eyes met his, and for a moment, Severus was taken aback by how young she looked, but then his eyes drifted over her luscious body. She was no little girl. His cock throbbed noticeably, and Hermione’s eyes fell on its long, veined length, thick girth and wide purple head. She looked like she was going to faint. How was she going to do it?

A small part of Severus wanted to comfort her. Unfortunately for Hermione, it was a very, very small part. Most of him wanted to do the deed, and would. Hermione asked for this, to be his lover, invited him to find pleasure with her, said she would do anything for him. He had warned her that he was insatiable, that he wouldn’t deny himself any pleasure she offered. She had known the price, and accepted that.

She had to be taught how to satisfy him, and he would be a thorough teacher. He knew he had told her, when he popped her luscious little cherry, that he wouldn’t take her anally, but save that delight for the lover she would eventually find. But now, he was the lover she chose. She even offered to do the act as part of her seduction, if he required it. Well, he required it. That was one of the things that made him acquiesce, the idea of thrusting into that perfect, tight ass as she howled. In for a penny, she was in for a pounding. His cock throbbed again.

“Severus…” Hermione said, with a tremor of dread in her voice.

Severus picked up the yellow vial, and uncorked it.

“Just drink this, he said, in a tone that would brook no opposition.

Hermione took the vial of thick yellow fluid from him, and tilted it slightly. The liquid moved rather slowly, the consistency of castor oil, which she’d always hated. She hesitated. Severus frowned.

“I told you I wanted it all. Now drink the colonic, Hermione,” he said, his eyes going cold.

Hermione tilted the vial, and drank. It tasted horrible, and seemed to take forever to go down. Finished, she made a face, and handed the vial back to Severus. She was about to complain about the taste, when she felt a fluttering in her lower belly, then a tickling, foaming sensation in her bowels, a kind of pulsating bubbling that made her squirm. She couldn’t say it was unpleasant, but different from any thing she’d ever felt before.

Severus watched her bottom squirm. He knew what she was feeling. He took the colonic himself as part of his health regime from time to time. She’d be squeaky clean.

The sensation died away, and Hermione stilled.

“That was…different,” she said, drawing in a breath.

“Yes, I imagine it was,” Severus purred. He reached for her legs and drew her to a sitting position on the edge of the bed next to him. He looked at her.

“Are you afraid, Hermione?” he asked her, rubbing his thumb over the back of her hand gently.

She bit her lip. “A little,” she replied, “I think it’s going to hurt more than I want it to.”

Severus smirked a little. “At first,” he said, “but you are lucky. You’ll have the benefit of the Relaxo spell to ease your first time.” He lowered his voice. “I wish I could promise you I’ll be gentle…but I will try. The knowledge that I will be the first man to penetrate you this way is very, very arousing. Makes me want to mark my territory…”

Hermione felt a flutter of anticipation for the first time. Maybe she would like this after all. Severus noted the change in her demeanor, and was pleased.

“Stand up,” he said hoarsely, “and stand in front of me, with your back to me.”

Hermione did as he asked. Severus’ eyes raked over her full, creamy buttocks. He reached up and slid a palm across the soft skin, then cupped the rounded flesh of her derriere. Hermione felt herself getting very wet. Severus slapped one cheek lightly, and it jiggled deliciously. Hermione gasped, and felt her juices running down her inner thighs.

“You like that,” he said softly.

“Yes.” She answered, looking at him over her shoulder, her pussy starting to pulse as her desire rose.

Severus slapped the other cheek and watched it ripple as Hermione groaned and shifted. He was so hard now. He grasped her ass and pulled her cheeks apart, his eyes taking in the small, tight puckered backdoor to bliss, and he groaned at the imagined tightness that awaited his cock. The pursed entrance was a dark rose color, beautiful. He ran his tongue over it wetly. Hermione shuddered, gasping at the unaccustomed contact, her pussy absolutely dripping now, as Severus applied himself to the job at hand as expertly as when he was between her thighs, his tongue licked, sucking and ever so lightly probing.

Oh …gods Hermione thought as the tip of his tongue penetrated her…it was like nothing she had ever felt before. But it felt…oddly good. She pushed back against him. Severus wrapped one arm around her thighs and pushed the small of her back so she bent, exposing her vulva. Severus gripped both milky globes, pressing them together and pulling them apart, moving downward and sucking the juices from her clit, plunging his tongue into her pussy and lapping, before running his hot, twisting muscle up and down the cleft of her body, from ass to clit to ass, moistening her puckered hole lavishly with his saliva, tapping it with his tongue.

“Severus.” Hermione groaned her hips starting to pump against him, her buttocks bouncing against his face.

“Every part of you is sweet,” he hissed, as the tip of his tongue entered her anus deeper. Hermione let out a high-pitched squeal. It felt amazing.

“I…I think I want this…” Hermione sighed, “I think I …really…really…want this.”

“You’re a little wanton…of course you want it,” Severus’ muffled voice rose from between her cheeks. “Here…”

Severus pushed his slender fingertip inside her ass, she bucked as electric pleasure shot up and down her body. Severus wriggled his finger, and she tried to shove herself down on it, wanting to feel more penetration. She didn’t feel the urgency of a burning core, like she did when she wanted him to fuck her…this was more like a pleasurable longing for fullness, and depth not release. Severus removed his finger and pulled her erect, turning her to face him.

“Hermione,” he breathed, his chest rising and falling with excitement, “woman, you seem to be a natural at everything.” Hermione slipped her fingers into his silky hair, massaging his scalp gently, enjoying the feeling of the fine black strands slipping over her hands. He closed his eyes and purred like a big cat rolling his head beneath her ministrations.

“But a tongue, or a finger is not a cock,” he growled as he pulled her hands away, stood up, walked to the table, and picked up the jar of lubricant. Hermione watched, her belly tight with excitement, as he opened the jar, scooped out a generous handful of the salve, and greased his cock with it.

“Turn around,” he said, his voice so low she could hardly understand him. She did, and he spread the remaining salve between her cheeks. He grabbed her hand.

“Come on,” he said, pulling her along roughly, walking around to the end of his four-poster, facing her toward the lesser headboard.

“Let’s see…what were your exact words?” he looked at Hermione expectantly.

“You can bend me over the end headboard and fuck me hard. You haven’t done that yet. I want to feel you slamming into me from behind,” she whispered, word for word from their mind connection.

“I will, and you will,” Severus said softly, his black eyes burning with lust.

He slapped her on the ass lightly.

“Bend over, Hermione.”

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A/N: oh…my…gods. I think he forgot to invoke the Relaxo spell… heh heh