The Act of Seduction
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
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11,709
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24
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0
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Chapter Three
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Chapter Three
“It’s beyond me why she was throwing them an anniversary party if they weren’t married yet,” Severus said, turning away from the front page of the paper announcing the breakup and future lawsuit involving Harry Potter, Ginerva Weasley, and by default one Oliver Wood.
“She became spoiled along the way,” Hermione said to him, rubbing her face against his cotton covered thigh. “It’s sad when you think of it.”
“How so, kitten?” he murmured, handing her a piece of lightly buttered toast.
“The only thing Harry has ever wanted was someone to love him,” she replied, taking the toast. “Thank you.”
“You are welcome, love,” he replied. “And do you think Mr. Wood loves him?”
“I cannot say,” she answered honestly, nibbling on her food. “This article is the first I’m hearing of the pair as well.”
“Does this news bother you?” he asked, not wanting her upset.
“No, I just wish he could be better at picking out lovers. There are times I think he would be better off with someone else doing it for him. First there was Cho and then Ginny and now Oliver Wood? Merlin, but he needs help.”
He lifted her face upwards. “Come sit on my lap, little cat. Your punishment is over now.”
She scrambled off of the ground and went straight into his lap. Letting out a contented sigh, she cuddled up with her lover and all but purred as she inhaled his musk. Pressing her face into the side of his neck, she mewed with contentment.
Rubbing her hip, Severus had to admit that this method of punishment, though unorthodox, worked. She hated being away from him for long. This meant that she wanted to be sitting in his lap every chance she could. But since she didn’t like spanking or name calling, denying her what she wanted had become the punishment of choice. And for Hermione, his little cat, this meant bodily contact. The further away from his person the bigger the punishment was for her.
He squeezed her hip and murmured, “And you will do what from now on?”
She bit down the need to rebel. “Please do not make me say that in public.”
“Hermione,” he said with mild rebuke in his tones.
“Please?”
“Very well, not in public, but we are not in public now are we?”
Flushing she whispered, “No.”
“No, what?”
“No, I cannot believe I’m about to say this,” she muttered. “Daddy.”
“What was that?” he asked. “I couldn’t hear you.”
Glaring at him. “I have a father.”
“I know, but I am your Daddy. There is a difference,” he whispered hotly against her ear.
A shiver of excitement went through her as she said hoarsely, “Care to show me?”
Scooping her up off his lap, he carried her over to the bedroom. “It would be my pleasure.”
***
Harry sat across from Severus Snape with an air of unease. It wasn’t as if this man and he were grand friends or even acquaintances. No, to the contrary, it was just the opposite. Yet there he was taking coffee with the man in the potion master’s home no less!
“You are curious,” Snape murmured. “I can tell. Not to worry, I will not hold you in suspense. I have asked you here for two reasons. The first of which is that Hermione asked this of me. She asks for so little…” He shrugged. “So here you are.”
Harry frowned. “Why would Hermione ask anything of you?”
“Because she is my lover,” he murmured. “My pliant, loving submissive, who is running…” He looked at his pocket watch and frowned. “…twenty-eight minutes late.”
“Hermione is a submissive?” Harry asked startled. “Just how long have you been involved with her? And why on earth would she submit to you?”
“We have been ‘involved’ as you put it going on six months now. As for the why she would or would not submit, Mr. Potter, we are not all inclined to be vanilla in our sexual tastes,” Snape murmured.
“I’m not vanilla!” he all but yelled.
“I never said you were,” he replied. “But something tells me that you don’t entirely know what you are sexually.”
“I-I…”
It was just then that the front door slammed shut and Hermione came running in the door. She put away her things, kicked off her shoes, and was in the middle of taking down her hair when she saw Harry sitting with Severus. She went over to Snape, whispering something quietly to him.
“I am growing to dislike your employers,” Snape hissed.
“As do I,” she said quietly. “But lets not speak about it now?” She shot a look over to Harry. “Please?”
“Very well,” he said, standing up. “Take your hair down and change into the outfit I selected and placed on the bed. Sit and wait there for me. I will take you over to our playroom when I have finished here.”
“But…” Her eyes widened with disbelief. “It wasn’t my fault.”
“Hush, little cat,” he murmured, taking her into his arms. “This isn’t a punishment.” He kissed her head. “I have just the idea. Take a long bath before you change into your outfit. It will help you relax after the day you have had.”
“Can I have some wine too, Daddy?” she asked quietly.
“Yes, I think that is in order as well,” he murmured, sending her on her way.
When Snape sat down again, he looked over to Harry who looked like his eyes were ready to pop out of his head. The older wizard smiled at this reaction.
“You were saying, Mr. Potter?”
“She called you…”
“I’m aware of that,” he said, sitting back down again. “I am her master and she is my submissive. It is with the term ‘Daddy’ that she expresses this to me when we are in private.” He took a sip of coffee and went on with, “Though I must say that it is a little surprising that she would say as much in front of you. The day at work must have been worse than she told me.”
“Why does she want to submit?” he asked the other wizard.
“Some need to submit, others can’t comprehend any of the needs involved at all, and while others cannot have sex unless they are the dominant.” He studied the younger wizard. “Have you given any thought to the fact that you might be a dominant?”
“I don’t…”
“You have been forced from the time you were a child to submit for one reason after another. Then you were asked to lead. You were asked to kill a madman that we all know would have done most of us in.” He leaned closer to him. “You have had a taste of what it is like to lead another. To dominate over them and take control of a situation and your life—so why back slide? Why become that mealy mouth child once more when you are a powerful wizard with needs?” Severus sat back again. “It’s in a powerful wizard’s nature to top. Why are you so scared of your sexual power that you are not only willing to submit to witches, but other wizards as well?”
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Chapter Three
“It’s beyond me why she was throwing them an anniversary party if they weren’t married yet,” Severus said, turning away from the front page of the paper announcing the breakup and future lawsuit involving Harry Potter, Ginerva Weasley, and by default one Oliver Wood.
“She became spoiled along the way,” Hermione said to him, rubbing her face against his cotton covered thigh. “It’s sad when you think of it.”
“How so, kitten?” he murmured, handing her a piece of lightly buttered toast.
“The only thing Harry has ever wanted was someone to love him,” she replied, taking the toast. “Thank you.”
“You are welcome, love,” he replied. “And do you think Mr. Wood loves him?”
“I cannot say,” she answered honestly, nibbling on her food. “This article is the first I’m hearing of the pair as well.”
“Does this news bother you?” he asked, not wanting her upset.
“No, I just wish he could be better at picking out lovers. There are times I think he would be better off with someone else doing it for him. First there was Cho and then Ginny and now Oliver Wood? Merlin, but he needs help.”
He lifted her face upwards. “Come sit on my lap, little cat. Your punishment is over now.”
She scrambled off of the ground and went straight into his lap. Letting out a contented sigh, she cuddled up with her lover and all but purred as she inhaled his musk. Pressing her face into the side of his neck, she mewed with contentment.
Rubbing her hip, Severus had to admit that this method of punishment, though unorthodox, worked. She hated being away from him for long. This meant that she wanted to be sitting in his lap every chance she could. But since she didn’t like spanking or name calling, denying her what she wanted had become the punishment of choice. And for Hermione, his little cat, this meant bodily contact. The further away from his person the bigger the punishment was for her.
He squeezed her hip and murmured, “And you will do what from now on?”
She bit down the need to rebel. “Please do not make me say that in public.”
“Hermione,” he said with mild rebuke in his tones.
“Please?”
“Very well, not in public, but we are not in public now are we?”
Flushing she whispered, “No.”
“No, what?”
“No, I cannot believe I’m about to say this,” she muttered. “Daddy.”
“What was that?” he asked. “I couldn’t hear you.”
Glaring at him. “I have a father.”
“I know, but I am your Daddy. There is a difference,” he whispered hotly against her ear.
A shiver of excitement went through her as she said hoarsely, “Care to show me?”
Scooping her up off his lap, he carried her over to the bedroom. “It would be my pleasure.”
***
Harry sat across from Severus Snape with an air of unease. It wasn’t as if this man and he were grand friends or even acquaintances. No, to the contrary, it was just the opposite. Yet there he was taking coffee with the man in the potion master’s home no less!
“You are curious,” Snape murmured. “I can tell. Not to worry, I will not hold you in suspense. I have asked you here for two reasons. The first of which is that Hermione asked this of me. She asks for so little…” He shrugged. “So here you are.”
Harry frowned. “Why would Hermione ask anything of you?”
“Because she is my lover,” he murmured. “My pliant, loving submissive, who is running…” He looked at his pocket watch and frowned. “…twenty-eight minutes late.”
“Hermione is a submissive?” Harry asked startled. “Just how long have you been involved with her? And why on earth would she submit to you?”
“We have been ‘involved’ as you put it going on six months now. As for the why she would or would not submit, Mr. Potter, we are not all inclined to be vanilla in our sexual tastes,” Snape murmured.
“I’m not vanilla!” he all but yelled.
“I never said you were,” he replied. “But something tells me that you don’t entirely know what you are sexually.”
“I-I…”
It was just then that the front door slammed shut and Hermione came running in the door. She put away her things, kicked off her shoes, and was in the middle of taking down her hair when she saw Harry sitting with Severus. She went over to Snape, whispering something quietly to him.
“I am growing to dislike your employers,” Snape hissed.
“As do I,” she said quietly. “But lets not speak about it now?” She shot a look over to Harry. “Please?”
“Very well,” he said, standing up. “Take your hair down and change into the outfit I selected and placed on the bed. Sit and wait there for me. I will take you over to our playroom when I have finished here.”
“But…” Her eyes widened with disbelief. “It wasn’t my fault.”
“Hush, little cat,” he murmured, taking her into his arms. “This isn’t a punishment.” He kissed her head. “I have just the idea. Take a long bath before you change into your outfit. It will help you relax after the day you have had.”
“Can I have some wine too, Daddy?” she asked quietly.
“Yes, I think that is in order as well,” he murmured, sending her on her way.
When Snape sat down again, he looked over to Harry who looked like his eyes were ready to pop out of his head. The older wizard smiled at this reaction.
“You were saying, Mr. Potter?”
“She called you…”
“I’m aware of that,” he said, sitting back down again. “I am her master and she is my submissive. It is with the term ‘Daddy’ that she expresses this to me when we are in private.” He took a sip of coffee and went on with, “Though I must say that it is a little surprising that she would say as much in front of you. The day at work must have been worse than she told me.”
“Why does she want to submit?” he asked the other wizard.
“Some need to submit, others can’t comprehend any of the needs involved at all, and while others cannot have sex unless they are the dominant.” He studied the younger wizard. “Have you given any thought to the fact that you might be a dominant?”
“I don’t…”
“You have been forced from the time you were a child to submit for one reason after another. Then you were asked to lead. You were asked to kill a madman that we all know would have done most of us in.” He leaned closer to him. “You have had a taste of what it is like to lead another. To dominate over them and take control of a situation and your life—so why back slide? Why become that mealy mouth child once more when you are a powerful wizard with needs?” Severus sat back again. “It’s in a powerful wizard’s nature to top. Why are you so scared of your sexual power that you are not only willing to submit to witches, but other wizards as well?”
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