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Partners Sequel to "The Hunt"

By: ronsmistress
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 8
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Chapter 3

Severus had gone over the guest room several times making sure it was perfect and prepared. He placed a desk in the corner of the room with parchments and quills for him and Hermione to take notes. The bed was rotated slightly so they would have a full view. There were fresh towels in the bathroom, and the duvet on the bed removed.



Hermione had hired a house elf from Hogwart’s to prepare a meal so she and Severus didn’t have to leave the room. The elf would also fetch anything she and Severus needed, extra parchments, more ink, etc.



Hermione arrived first, getting notes together and setting the desk in order. She was dressed in jeans and a long sleeved t shirt. Severus was also in jeans and a button up.



By the time Emma and Alan arrived everything was set. “You can each shower and change before we start if you’d like.” Severus offered.



“I showered before I came but I’d like to change.” Alan said.



“I would like to shower quickly first.” Hermione led Emma to the bathroom, where she took a few moments to shower and put on her dressing gown. While she cleaned up Alan had put on his own dressing gown. Hermione at first thought about averting her eyes, but didn’t. After all she’d be seeing him naked soon enough as it was. It was strange though, to see him just strip off in front of her. For a moment she wondered why he bothered with a dressing gown at all.



Emma came out of the bathroom a moment later wearing her own pink dressing gown. Her hair was free and fell about her shoulders. They sat on the edge of the bed waiting.



“Are you both ready?” Severus asked. They looked to each other for a brief second then nodded to Severus.



“After you drink this, hold eye contact until we tell you to stop.” They nodded and each drank down the potion they were given, looking into each others eyes as they faced each other on the bed. Severus went back to the desk and sat beside Hermione. They each had a parchment in front of them, while the research notes were also close by. Hermione placed a blank one between them in case they needed to talk quietly to each other.



The couple on the bed began showing the effects of the potions within about forty seconds of taking it. Hermione made notes of their body movements. The legs shifting slightly and Alan leaning closer to Emma, the intake of breath and Emma’s shoulders lifting slightly. When a minute had passed Severus spoke.



“Alright, carry on as you wish.”



Emma and Alan paused for a moment, watching each other intently, then Alan leaned in and kissed Emma very gently. Almost as a fifth year Hogwarts student. He made no move to touch her, he just kissed her.



Hermione noted on her parchment the lack of contact, then looked back. The kiss deepened and Emma reached out touching his shoulders lightly. She responded to his kiss with enthusiasm.



Hermione for a moment felt embarrassed watching them, but she took her notes. As the touching increased, she felt a nudge on her elbow and looked down to the parchment between them.



‘Are you alright?’ Severus had written. She looked up and gave him a small nod. He relaxed and she gave him a small smile.



As the kiss before them became heated, Alan yanked the dressing gown off and held back, letting her touch him at will. Hermione made a note and looked back at Alan was letting Emma do what she wanted. She took note of the time and the actions.



The couple began to explore, the dressing gowns now gone and on the floor. They were merely touching and stroking each other, neither had made a move to be more aggressive.



Hermione looked over at Severus, who gave her a small nod. “Just a moment please,” he interrupted, “you don’t have to stop touching, just halt the kiss and look at each other for a moment.” The couple complied still holding their arms. “Emma think of something please you‘d like, don’t say it just think it.”



The caresses from Alan became stronger on her arms as he looked at her eyes. After a few moments Alan eased her back and buried his face in her pussy. Hermione and Severus made notes, and noted the time of the request and how long it took to comply with the desire from Emma. Hermione had a hard time concentrating on her parchments. It was something that didn’t go unnoticed by Severus.



He saw her shifting in her seat. Getting head was one of her more favorite activities. He knew she must be turned on but watching the couple.



It took only a few moments for Emma to have a shrieking orgasm and cry out. Hermione made a note of the time as well as the brilliant smile Alan was wearing.



Alan quickly leaned over her and kissed her. She was eager in her kiss. Hermione made a note on her parchment. Alan was on his knees as Emma sat up and took his cock in her mouth. Hermione gasped as she saw how deep Emma was able to take him in her mouth.



Severus couldn’t help but smirk. Hermione’s eyes were fixed on the woman. While Severus had to admit she was talented indeed, he had no craving for her mouth. He wanted Hermione’s.



He went about taking notes and smiled when Hermione began to write again. This woman was being very aggressive indeed. Was that because she naturally was aggressive or was she sensing he wanted it this way? She jotted down another note.



All of a sudden Alan pushed on her on her back and came into her with a hard force. She let out a shriek and Hermione, for a moment, thought she was hurt. But when her legs and arms wrapped around Alan’s she calmed down. Taking note of the time and actions, her quill flew across the parchment. Severus was equally writing with flourish.



The couple were very rough and randy, but they both seemed to need it this way. Hermione’s mind filled with questions and she hurried to write them all down. The couple was coated in sweat but neither pad any head to it.



Hermione felt her own pussy growing wet from the couples show. They were now missionary, after trying several positions, and as they looked at each other they stilled.



Hermione and Severus looked at each other. “Alan,” Severus asked, “Emma?”



The couple merely looked at each other. Alan reached out his hand and brushed her face with his thumb gently. Hermione looked at Severus and for a moment they didn’t know how to respond. Alan had brushed away a tear. Hermione made a note of the time and action.



What had caused a tear? They couple continued slower this time. Alan never looked away from her face. His eyes stayed on hers. As they continued they began to pick up the pace. Alan tucked a hand between their bodies and Emma began crying out. He was rubbing her clit, hoping to bring about an orgasm.



Hermione and Severus began taking notes frantically. Severus was also making observations. It wasn’t long before Emma cried out again, with Alan right behind her howling out. They collapsed on the bed, Alan covering her. Hermione took note of their posture and how they collapsed when they came. A thought came to her head, and she made a note on the parchment between her and Severus.



‘Have you ever been with a prostitute?’ She gave his elbow a nudge. He looked down and read, let looked at her. Her face was accusatory, or menacing in any way. It held curiosity and nothing more. He gave her a nod and watched as she wrote again. ‘Did she hold you when you were done?’



Severus looked at the couple. Emma was stroking Alan’s hair, and her legs were still hugging him. Alan had her ribs in his hands and his face cradled in her neck. The looked like a genuine couple. He looked over at Hermione and shook his head. The women he had hired didn’t kiss and caress, they got off him and let you lay there until he got up.



Hermione and Severus rose, sorting out parchments. She looked to Severus and arched an eyebrow then left the room to instruct the house elf to begin preparing the food they would need. Severus looked to the couple and approached.



“Hermione is seeing to dinner. We want you both to eat something. If you both wish to shower please do, but be fast, we want to talk while things are still fresh in your minds. There are also pain potions for you if you need them.”



He left the room and went to see Hermione. She was in the kitchen setting out places. Her parchments and his laid out near their place.



“Are you alright?” He asked.



She nodded. “Severus, she cried.” Hermione whispered.



“I know, I wondered about that ,myself.” He told her. She had to have been feeling something strong. “I don’t know.”



As dinner was being laid out, Hermione began filling plates while Severus went back to the room. Alan was dressed and waiting her Emma to come out of the bathroom.



Severus walked them both to the kitchen and they all sat. Hermione noticed Emma was quiet, and Alan was preoccupied with looking at her. She took additional notes during dinner as did Severus.



“Shall we begin,” Hermione said, “when you first took the potion and looked at each other, what was the first instinct?”



“To kiss.” Alan answered right away. “It wasn’t even an instinct that I could tell.”



“What do you mean?” Severus asked.



“I felt a need for it.” Alana answered.



“Is that what you felt Emma?” Hermione asked.



She looked up and nodded. “It’s something I hadn’t felt in a long time.” She answered. Hermione said nothing, waiting for her to explain. “Men don’t kiss women like me.” Hermione glanced briefly at Severus. “There is this thought that since I’m being paid I don’t need things like that. Which is true to an extent. They are paying for sex not affection. A lot of men get randey and don’t want to go through the effort of kissing and preparing women, they just want to shag. Most of them I’m not attracted to, so I don’t want to get kissed for the most part. On the other hand it’s something that makes me feel like a lesser human.”



Hermione’s quill went flying as Severus spoke. “Is that true of the touching as well?” He asked her.



“No, that was something I felt from him actually.” Severus looked to Alan.



“I’m guessing that you don’t get touched a lot.”



Alan nodded. “Yes, women always want me to touch them or do things to them, I rarely get touched or caressed that way.”



“Did you feel the pleasure from her when you did these things?” Severus continued.



“Yes, I know I did.” Alan answered. Emma nodded, chewing. She didn’t realize she was so hungry.



As they spoke, Alan and Emma ate their plates and had seconds. They spoke candidly about what they felt, feeling the pleasure of their partner, knowing what they needed and feeling the drive to do it right.



Hermione looked at Severus and exchanged a look. “Emma, why did you cry?” Hermione asked softly.



Severus was watching as well, Alan was looking at Emma with concern but she wasn’t nervous. She took a breathe and tried to form her thoughts. “I….I was……” She sighed and looked at Alan.



“I think I can explain it a little easier.” She nodded at him. “Being in the career we are in, people make the assumption that we don’t have feelings. They make the assumption that we don’t need to feel anything. We don’t need or want to feel love. I felt the same thing that Emma felt. It was a desire to feel loved, to be wanted as a person, not someone to buy for the hour.”



“I think when I realized that we both felt the same way and felt the same pain, I was comforted in knowing that I wasn’t alone when it came to that pain. He felt the same hurt from wanting so much to be loved and being disregarded as unworthy because of the profession, that comfort was a little overwhelming.” Emma explained.



“I felt the tears as well, but I’ve trained myself not to show it, I had to stop though and look at her, because the feeling was getting to me and I needed to focus on her.” Alan said. “She’s right in saying that it is a comfort to know someone else understands feeling that kind of neglect, because money can only compensate so much.”



“When you continued,” Hermione said, “you moved slower, was there a reason for that?”



Alan thought for a moment. “I don’t really know why but it just seemed right, to move slowly and show her that I wasn’t using her. Even though we were being hired and this was just another job, after the feeling we had shared I wanted her to know that at least I cared about how she felt. We may be getting paid to do this but I care about how she felt.”



“What response did you feel from her?” Severus asked.



Alan looked at Emma who had been watching him the whole time. He ventured a guess. “Gratitude?” Hermione and Severus looked over at Emma. She smiled and gave a small nod.



“When did the potion wear off?” Severus asked taking a parchment from the bottom of the stack and placed it on top.



“After the orgasm.” Alan said looking to Emma, who nodded. “When I asked her if she wanted to rest while I showered I couldn’t remember feeling anything from her.”



“Same with me,” Emma added, “,nothing.”



“Was the orgasm you experienced better having had the ability to sense the other person?” Hermione asked.



“I can say with honesty, it’s the best I’ve experienced.” Alan said. “I’ve had very little experience when I was young, it was good, but there’s something about feeling not only your own pleasure but your partners as well, and there is something egotistical about knowing you had a hand in that.”



Emma let out a giggle. “After the potions wore off, you gained your second wind back, cleaned up, what did you notice that was different than any other sexual experience?” Hermione asked.



“I was thirsty as hell.” Emma said.



Alan nodded. “Yes, very dehydrated, more so then even after exercising.” Hermione and Severus each made notes. “I was hungry also, although I didn’t realize I was until I smelled the food.” Emma nodded in agreement.



“Are either of you are tired?” Hermione asked. Both thought for a moment and shook their heads. “Any physicals changes, muscles twitching, goose bumps, that sort of thing?”



“Well, I’m unusually warm, but I don’t know if that has to do with the massive orgasm and the hot shower or the potion.” Hermione and Severus made note of it regardless.



“Are you satisfied?” Severus asked.



“Oh very.” Alan answered quickly. Emma again giggled and nodded her answer as well.



“What about now, if you and Emma decided to have sex again, not as a paid test subject but on your own, do you think you’d need the potion to be satisfied?”



Alan and Emma both looked at each other for a long moment, then Emma spoke. “No, I wouldn’t need it.” She said with a smile.



Alan smiled back. “I agree, I don’t think I’d need it.”



“Why is that?” Severus asked.



“I know how she feels now, I know she wants touching and comfort and I think after being connected with her like that I am comfortable enough to ask her what she needs, because I have a clue as to what that might be.”



Severus and Hermione looked to Emma. “I agree, the comfort level is so much higher now. That’s something that you don’t need a potion to obtain. I do however think that if I was a girl given to shyness or being naturally quiet, maybe a few more nights with the potion might help me get over it.”



“I agree, it’s a great one time or few times potion. It shouldn’t be used all the time, just as an aid.”



“You think it would be pointless if it’s needed more then that?” Severus asked.



“Yes, because after the first time, it should be an effort to try and learn since you’ve been given insight into your partner. If you don’t try and make an effort to build on that, you shouldn’t be in a relationship.”



Severus and Hermione took more notes as they finished their wine. “We’d like you to write us a letter in the morning to let us know if you’ve had any trouble sleeping, headaches in the morning, unusual dreams, anything out of the ordinary.”



They both agreed and left the house. Severus and Hermione spend another three hours or so going over notes and talking, then Hermione left. Neither had initiated sex this night, but then again it had been a rather exhausting day.
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