Deep Down and Dirty Detention . . .

Disclaimer : I did not create, nor do I own, any of the characters. I just like to Imperio them into doing my will for a bit, obviously, for my own amusement and not to make money.

So sorry about the lack of updates. That BITCH (aka Hurricane Katrina) has left me homeless (for the moment) and jobless. I’ve been a little busy working on resumes and stuff. They should let us back into New Orleans soon . . . hopefully. But for now, on with the smut!

Many thanks to my beta angelastarcat!!! Thank you very much!!!

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CHAPTER 03 : My Oh! Face

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“. . . Now, I would very much like to see what I’ve only really heard.”

Smiling mischievously and biting her lower lip, Hermione took Severus’ hand and walked around the back of his desk. Silently, with Severus’ help, she stepped up from his chair and onto his desk. Towering over him, Hermione winked at Severus before leading him to stand in front again facing her.

Severus strained to control his breathing while Hermione slid her thong off and it wrapped it around one of the buttons on his coat. Trying not to break eye contact as Hermione slowly unfastened her blouse, Severus inhaled the scrap of material he brought to his prominent nose. He then tucked it carefully into his pant pocket when Hermione tossed her blouse onto the dungeon floor.

Before Severus completely lost his senses, he managed to ward the dungeon door. He then dropped his hand, with wand, down by his side as he continued to be mesmerized by the most delectable snake charmer.

Hermione’s slow undressing was driving Severus to fidget from restraining himself. Seeing his reaction, Hermione wanted to push him a little further, so she started to slowly rub her belly and breasts on top her bra.

With a growl and a scowl, Severus flicked his wand and had Hermione clad in only her miniscule skirt she had altered before entering the classroom.

Seeing him smirk like the cat that ate the canary, Hermione smiled and said, “Okay. No more teasing. . . . Well, except for myself.” She then proceeded to gently grasp her breasts in her hands and caress them lovingly as she had so many times before.

“Now, Professor . . .” she said, making Severus twitch with excitement whilst bending in front of him so that her breasts were eye-level. “I’m going to need a little help from you. You know, to set the mood.”

At the moment, Severus would have cast Avada Kedavra on himself to “set the mood” if she asked.

“I want you to recite to me all you know on the Polyjuice Potion. The ingredients . . . the effects . . . everything.”

“As you wish.” Severus smirked. “But I thought you knew all about that particular potion by your second year.”

“I did. But remembering what I did in order to make it while hearing you lecture about it . . . well, it’s kind of hot.” Hermione blushed prettily.

“That it is. Especially if I remember this,” Severus said eyeing Hermione up and down, “whenever I lecture on the Polyjuice Potion from now on.”

Hermione arched her eyebrow indicating for Severus to begin.

“Polyjuice Potion . . . “ Severus began as Hermione pulled her knee up slightly and crossed her leg in front of herself as she unfastened her skirt and slid it down. Hermione then uncrossed her legs before she stood up again. “. . . coming from the Greek “poly” meaning . . .” Severus, as well as his heart, stopped abruptly and let out a whoosh of air that he had almost choked on.

Severus blinked and clapped his mouth shut.

She knows the Shaving charm.

“Oh! Don’t stop!” Hermione pleaded as she placed one foot on Severus’ shoulder, fondling her breasts with one hand while the other traveled lower and lower down her belly in light teasing circles until she reached the sweet spot, perfectly eye-level with Severus.

Severus moaned and forced himself to swallow, trying to clear his head.

He began again, only this time he seemed to be a bit more distracted. It was slower, more wistful. “Poly . . . juice Potion . . . coming . . . from the Greek . . . “poly” . . .”

After a few minutes, Severus’ pants were so tight from his wicked erection he was sure he would need to be hospitalized. His amazing control was fast slipping as he watched and heard every gasp of air, every moan of pleasure, every . . . glistening . . .

There was a growl. And then Severus had Hermione by the wrist of the hand with which she had been pleasuring herself. Locking heated, animalistic gazes with one another, Severus slowly licked her fingers clean.

“More.” Was all Severus said before he grabbed Hermione by the waist and pulled her center closer, nuzzling and inhaling her scent. Hermione’s foot was still propped up on his shoulder and Severus turned his head and nipped her on her inner thigh, marking her. “Mine.” Was the only explanation given.

Keeping her in place with his hands he then proceeded to delve in, tasting her sweet juices with his talented tongue. Hermione, so close to the edge had to hold on to Severus’ head, arching further and further back as she wanted to bring herself as close to Severus as possible. Severus then pushed Hermione spiraling into oblivion as he began to pump his fingers hard into her while his tongue focused on her tiny bundle of nerves.

Severus caught his sweet, very naked angel as she collapsed from exertion. Gently he laid Hermione down on the desk which, with a swish and two flicks and a half swirl, elongated and became cushioned.

Eyes still closed but with a grin splitting her face, Hermione breathed, “Bloody brilliant!”

“That, my dear, was nothing to what is to come.” Severus smiled as he leaned over Hermione. Leaning up on her elbows she pulled Severus down into a long, very tender kiss.

“Speaking of coming . . . ” Hermione said breathlessly as she shifted on the desk onto her knees.




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S e v e r u S l a v e N o t e s : *sigh* That felt good to get it out. Next chapter will be up very shortly! I wanted to go ahead and get this up before anything else happened. Lol More coming very very soon. I promise! :)