Waltzing Miss Hermione Granger

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HEALTH WARNING: Naked Severus performing oral sex on Hermione! Do not read this chapter if you suffer from an already high blood pressure!



Lust Drunk



Hermione moaned as his adventurous mouth sought out his prey. He kissed down her cheek and along her jaw line. She tilted her head back so that he could access more of her quivering flesh. Severus took her hands in his and placed them on his butt. She withdrew them immediately but he took them back in his grip and placed them there as before.



“You have to touch me, Miss Granger, I can’t do this alone,” he said.



Hermione’s eyes widened. “It’s just that – well – that is such an intimate place.” Snape smiled as he clamped his hands on her butt. She gasped. “What are you doing?”



“I am touching you,” he whispered. “And by the end of this you won’t mind your intimate places being touched by me.”



“I know,” she said. “I am new to this.”



Severus looked at her and sighed. There were always pro’s and con’s to breaking a virgin. He had faced the biggest con of all. She was always innocent and he always had to go slow. There was a pro to this though; he smirked wickedly at the thought of the pro. It would be so worthwhile to get to that pro.



“All right, Miss Granger, I’ll warn you before. I don’t want you to scream for help,” he explained. He moved his head and his lips hovered just above hers. “But I promise you that I will make you scream.”



He placed his lips on hers and massaged them together. She opened her mouth and he slipped his tongue inside her mouth. Her first instinct was to jump away but a second more primal instinct took over and she pressed her stomach against his and she started playing her tongue against his battling for supremacy.



He wrapped his hands down her back and spread one on each of her cheeks and squeezed them together. He smiled as she wrapped an arm around his neck and spread her hands through his hair. He pressed his groin against her body and he felt her warm desire against his skin.



“What do I call you?” she asked breathlessly when the kiss stopped.



“Severus,” he said. He brushed aside some of her wild, bushy hair out of her face and looked into her eyes.



“That was the best kiss I’ve ever had.”



Snape tilted his head to one side and contemplated what she had just said. She smiled and lowered her eyelids.



“It was for me to,” he said. He pressed her body against his groin again. “Now, there is something infinitely more interesting than kissing, you know.”



Hermione blushed. He smirked at her as he noticed that she was blushing all the way down to her breasts. He grabbed her hand and took her to a fake fur black rug. She felt the softness between her toes and closed her eyes with pleasure.



“You like the feel of fake fur between your toes?” he asked.



“I have a rug just like this in my bedroom at home and I love to lie on it naked sometimes,” she confessed.



He raised an eyebrow. He was impressed with her sensuality. “Show me!” he purred.



Hermione looked at him and rubbed her neck. She coughed slightly and looked around the tent. Severus smiled at her obvious innocence. She took a deep breath and sank down on the floor and smiled a little shyly as she twisted her body on the rug. He grinned down at this little woman that was at his mercy.



She was innocently sitting on the rug. He decided to change all that.



“Lie on your back, Miss Granger,” he murmured. Her blush went a deeper shade. She lay on her back. “Now - my little vixen - spread your legs wide apart.” She raised them up and spread them apart. Severus could see her sex and licked his lips. This young thing was going to be his. “Now, my dear, if you want me touch yourself and I want to hear you murmur my name.”



Hermione shivered. She closed her eyes and thought of other things as she brought her hand down to her thatch and began playing around with the curls. She slipped her hand between her legs and stroked her clit gently. Severus watched it become slightly swollen and red. His eyes darkened.



“I want you to moan my name,” he said quietly in his classroom voice. Hermione stroked it slightly harder and moaned and started making ‘mmm’ noises deep into her throat. Severus stood between her legs and placed a hand on his penis. “Moan my name, Miss Granger, please!” he said as he began stroking his love flute.



He gripped it and began playing it against her moans. They synchronised well as they moaned in harmony. She rubbed her clit so hard that her legs juddered beneath her and at the sound of his name on her lips he came hard.



She laid back puffing and panting. He looked down at her and smiled a little. “Oh it’s not over yet, Hermione, we have a lot of other things to do now.”



Hermione had no time to comprehend his meaning before he knelt down on the rug and stroked her legs and kissed the knees down to her femininity. He inhaled her scent and kissed her thatch.



“Severus,” she moaned.



He grinned before nuzzling his nose in the hair causing her to giggle slightly. It only soaked her further. He tentatively licked her clit.



“Oh, Hermione,” he growled.



He looked at her body and gazed deeply into her eyes. She nodded. He sighed. He licked around her nether lips first to get her used to his tongue. She decided to trust to his knowledge. He spread her lips with his fingers and sniffed her aroma before dipping his tongue into her wet folds.



“Severus!” she exclaimed. His tongue had caused her legs to spasm.



“Place your hands on my head,” he said. “I want you to touch me.”



Hermione placed her hands down on the back of his hand and twirled her fingers in his lanky strands. He sighed against her. He smiled a little before dipping his tongue straight into her core.



“OH!” she shouted. She grabbed hold of his head and gripped onto it tightly. “Oh, Severus, I always thought tongues were for talking.”



“Tongues are for so much more than talking,” he said. “How much do you like what I am doing?”



“A lot!”



He rubbed his nose against her clit causing her body to spasm. He loved the feel of her juddering body playing against his face. He tilted his head and his greasy, black hair brushed against her bronze thigh. She hissed at the gentle contact. A thousand feelings passed through her body at once and she couldn’t handle them.



He nipped and sucked the flesh of her right thigh and she dug her nails into his scalp. His skin tingled as her nails scraped down onto the nape of his neck. He turned his attention back to her fanny and breathed against it.



“I think I could get drunk on you,” he said hungrily.



He swiped his tongue up her sex several times. He was lapping her up like a dog would water on a hot day.



“You seem to be very – er?”



“Thirsty,” he supplied. “That’s because you’ve given me a thirst, Hermione. And by all the powers you taste so wonderful.” He dipped his tongue back in getting high on her flavour. He moved his head away from her causing her to sigh. “Don’t be disappointed, Hermione. I’ll lap you again soon. I just stopped because I want to see you stroke yourself.”



“You just did,” she pouted. His eyes twinkled with dark mirth.



“No, I want you to stroke your body this time,” he said. “I want to see you touch your breasts.”



Hermione blinked a little and looked at his hands stroking her legs. “Why don’t you touch them?”



“Because I don’t want to yet,” he replied. “I’m still concentrating on your delicious femininity.”



Hermione smiled a little and nodded. She had touched her breasts thousands of times thinking that the points of her fingers was his mouth kissing them. She cupped her breasts in her hands and looked down at them.



“What is it with men and breasts?” Hermione asked as she contemplated them logically.



Severus frowned. “I don’t know.”



Hermione sighed. “Well, if you don’t know with forty two women how am I supposed to know?”



Severus looked at her again and frowned. “Well, what turns you on?”



She sighed and then asked. “With you or in general?”



“In general,” he said.



“Voice, hands, the way that men move,” she said; she blushed, “it’s one of the main reasons why I fancy you, and...” Her blush deepened, “and Lucius Malfoy. You do it for me more than he does though.”



Severus smile was feral as he dipped his head back between her thighs. She was going to get the licking of a lifetime for that remark. None of the other women had said that to him. But then they were mostly married and were looking for a night or two of dangerous sex that they weren’t getting from their husbands – he frowned as he remembered what Bellatrix Lestrange did for him – which was nothing. It was probably one of the reasons why she goaded him so much afterwards and sneered at him and made him take the bloody vow!



The other portion of those women were virgins like Hermione just wanting an experienced man to take it from them. The rest were Knockturn Alley prostitutes that just took the money and took his penis in whatever orifice suited the girl at the time. She had said the words he had wanted to hear from so many others.



“Well,” he said. “Do it for me, Hermione.”



Hermione sighed and cupped her breasts in her hands again and pushed them together. She pressed the points of the fingers in her breasts thinking they were his lips kissing them. She felt her nipples harden and they stood erect. He saw how she was enjoying herself. He dipped his head back between her thighs and began drinking her juice again.



“Severus,” she sighed. “Oh!” he flicked the tip of his tongue onto her clit before grazing his teeth against it causing it to swell even more so. She sighed and he nipped it with his teeth. “OH!” she exclaimed. That hurt but the pleasurable feeling washing over her made up for that. He smiled as he bit it again harder and licked it better sending jolts down her body. He smiled at her.



He drank more from her. He couldn’t get enough. She was convulsing and writhing beneath him. She felt the throbbing pain but didn’t care as Severus’ multi-talented tongue was playing with her nether mouth.



He gulped down her desire and considered what he was about to do, he briefly wondered if he should warn her first but then decided not to. He drove his tongue straight into her tunnel and she thrust her hips forward. She moaned, sighed, panted and screamed as he thrust his tongue in and out of her passage.



“Cum, Hermione, cum for me!” he exclaimed quickly and drunkenly. “Cum!”



Hermione flung her arms down and grabbed his head and pushed him forward. He met her and as his long nose met her already sore and sensitive clit she screamed his name in ecstasy as her body shivered and jolted all around. Her hot, liquid desire gushed straight onto Severus waiting tongue.



“So spicy,” he murmured.



“Wow!” she exclaimed. “I best get going!”



“Oh I’m not through with you yet, Hermione. There’s more to this than that.”



Hermione blinked. “What do you mean?”



He grinned like a tiger and prowled like a panther as he crawled up her body. “Wait, my dear, you won’t want anyone else by the time I’m through with you.”



A/N – Phew… wow… I think I may need a knicker change from that chapter. How are you girls from that?