Dianthus Stories
Chapter Thirty Eight - Searching Snape
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This is Chapter
Thirty Eight. This chapter contains
sexual activity.
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Chapter Thirty
Eight – Searching Snape
Dianthus started
by pulling his left hand from behind his head.
She examined it carefully, closely inspecting the ring that matched her
own, except for the diamond that glinted brightly in his but was invisible in
hers. Bringing the hand to her mouth,
she breathed onto his palm, and ran her fingers between his.
index finger into her mouth and sucked it gently.
over to his middle finger, pulling it fully into her mouth before releasing it.
She moved over
each of his fingers in turn, nibbling on them, running them over her lips and
between her teeth. He brought his free
hand out from under his head, and for a second Dianthus thought he would reach
for her. Instead he lowered it
deliberately to the bed, where his fingers played lightly over blanket, as if
he was willing himself not to direct her movements.
She took another
moment to contemplate her next move.
Gazing at the platter, she caught sight of the glass of ice he’d
brought, slowly melting into water, condensation gathered on the outside.
it. “Is this a plaything?”
He raised his
eyebrows imperiously but refused to answer.
“Guess I’ll have to figure it out myself,” she said, shrugging.
shifting slowly between the glass and him.
Then a wicked grin stole over her face as an idea came to her.
She swung one leg
over him, straddling his waist. Very
deliberately, she set the glass directly on his chest – he gasped but didn’t
flinch. Bolstered by the heat from his
body, the condensation on the outside of the glass increased, and tiny rivulets
of icy water ran down the side to pool on his skin.
She drew out one
piece of ice and slipped it into her mouth, then lay down on his chest and
sucked on each of his nipples in turn, running the ice and her tongue over and
around them until they were hard and erect.
His eyelids fluttered and she felt his hands slide over her back, trying
to push her down his hips. She laughed
and shook her head. Snape grunted and
shifted under her, delighting her with his show of discomfort.
Pleased with her
progress thus far, Dianthus set the dripping glass back on the nightstand.
explored his face thoroughly, running her thumbs over his silky eyebrows,
forcing his eyelids shut to give herself the full effect of his thick
lashes. Her palms found the stubble on
his cheeks, and she rubbed gently over its rough texture, fascinated with
comparing it to his otherwise smooth skin.
She paid special attention to his mouth, slowly outlining his lips, even
slipping her index finger inside and along his teeth, until he bit down hard
against it. “Fucker,” she hissed.
“Get a move on,
you insufferable tease!”
She lowered her
head a bit to inspect his neck, trailing small kisses over his bobbing
earlobe. She sniffed his skin and licked
lazily at him, enjoying his fingernails digging gently into the backs of her
thighs.
“Are you comfy?”
she whispered against his ear.
“Very,” he
grumbled.
She sat up.
disapproving voice. She slid down until
his erection pressed between her buttocks.
“How about now?”
his erection, and pushed herself down his torso – he caught her arms and glared
at her, but she shook him off.
“Don’t make me
immobilize you,” she said sweetly.
“Just get the fuck
on with it!” he snapped.
“Oh, that’s nice”
she said, moving further down his body, “did I swear like that at you, last
night? When you were torturing me?”
“You did, and much
worse,” he said through gritted teeth.
She ignored him
and nestled herself between his legs.
“Now, I seem to remember you being a little twitchy about me touching
this,” she murmured, running one finger along his vibrating penis.
her hand around his erection. “But you
didn’t want anything but my hands on it.
So sad.”
She leaned in and kissed the junction of his thigh and hip.
“That was last
night,” he hissed. “Tonight, the
decision is yours.”
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fingers through his curly black pubic hair.
“Well, thanks for that,” she said scathingly.
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her hands back to his erection and stroked up and down it, squeezing
slightly. He stretched his legs and
groaned in approval. She ran her thumb
over the tip, smearing the fluid weeping from it around and down the sides of
his penis.
good?” she whispered.
breathed. His eyes were closed now, and
his hands were clenching and unclenching at the bed sheets bunched at his
sides. “Better than good…”
I do?”
whatever – you like, Dianthus,” he said jerkily.
closer to him, drawing one hand through his pubic hair again while continuing
to massage his erection with her other.
She cradled his scrotum gently in her palm, exploring it, no longer
ashamed or hesitant to touch any part of him.
Snape’s hips were moving visibly up and down against her hand.
I–”
Snape said, in a constricted voice.
and ran her tongue delicately over his tip.
The fluid gathered there was salty to taste, and thick like gravy as she
swirled her tongue through it. Snape
grunted softly. She licked it off and
then took more of him into her mouth, dragging her lips gently down the sides
of his shaft as she went. His skin felt
like velvet agt het her tongue, but the muscles underneath were quivering as
she pressed against them.
whispered, grinding his head into the pillow.
His hands moved to her head, urging her further along.
his tip. He pressed harder, until her
nose was against his pubic bone and the tip of his penis was almost gagging
her. She drew her head back so that he
almost slipped from her mouth, then pushed forward
again, more quickly this time.
whispered again. “Dianthus–”
movements of his hips and of his hands on her head to find a rhythm.
hair, guiding her. His breaths were
ragged and uneven, and his hips were jerking and twitching beneath her.
as well, almost awe-struck that she could induce these
reactions from him.
muttered after several moments.
penis and said, “What?”
up and hauled her into his lap. “Like
this,” he hissed, guiding his throbbing erection inside her and yanking her
down. He threw himself back on the
pillow.
laughed. Ride me, she thought.
her hips experimentally back and forth.
He let out a breath, thrusting up to meet her.
hips and forced her to move faster.
Dianthus shoved his hands away, and he let out a frustrated breath,
until she pulled them to her breasts. He
dragged his fingers roughly over them, clasping his hands around them, tweaking
her nipples hard as she ground against him.
wrapped her in his arms. He kissed her
lightly. “Quite different, isn’t it, to
be doing all the work?” he panted against her ear.
nothing: it was true, and she didn’t
want to spare breath with speaking. She
was amazed at the amount of effort it took to thrust likis, is, even with his
hands supporting her. The distraction of
her own excitement wasn’t helping, as she felt she needed to concentrate on
what she was doing in order to do the thing correctly.
into his neck, gasping and grunting.
breathed, sliding his hands under her buttocks to guide her motions.
and they found a new rhythm, increasing the pace and intensity with each pass,
until she threw her head back and cried out, squeezing tightly around him.
as she quaked uncontrollably, but she kept at it until he held her in place and
thrust hard up into her, twitching and groaning, pulling at her hips as he came
with a shudder.
it?” she asked after they had caught their breath.
think about it,” he said. “I’d much
rather think of how to get deeper inside you.
Of course, I don’t have to think of that much, either.
your uterus as possible, so my sperm doesn’t have so far to go.”
had a period since that night in The Leaky Cauldron?”
suddenly panicked. “But that was lucky –
what about this time?”
of that,” he said with a superior smile.
“I told you I am excellent at filling in details.
little buggers before they reach any egg you might be harboring.”
sighed. “I never even thought of
it. I sure as fuck don’t want to get
pregnant right now.”
unfortunate if you were to get pregnant before you can finish school.
softly, “I want you carrying my baby.
The first of many we’ll have.”
said shyly, taken aback once again by the depth of his feeling for her.
that after we’re married, we’re going to have to have a lot of sex, to make
sure it happens,” he said, a little too seriously.
you’re right,” she said, just as seriously.
“We’ll have to fuck day and night, just to be sure.
your inexperienced hands running all over me just now, I can handle anything,”
he said grimly.
to know you,” she protested. “Besides,
your hands were running all over me last night, and at The Leaky Cauldron.”
never get around to giving me head,” he complained.
Dianthus. And when you were down there,
breathing all over my dick, but not
actually taking it in, I was pretty hard pressed not to grind your face onto
it, just to give you a clue.”
our limits, then,” she teased. “But all
you had to do was ask.”
point was for you to have control,” he said, looking surprised.
she admitted, ignoring his malicious smile.
“But in future, you know, just say something.
said dryly, “given that your lovely piece of poetry was devoted entirely to
your desire to be firmly dominated.” It
was the first time she’d heard the word used like that, with a sexual
connotation, and it sent a little surge of electricity down her arms as he
continued, “You just barely worked that
bit in about exploring me, and even then you wanted me to watch you.
from you.”
such an admirable job,” she sighed and rubbed her wrist – it was still bruised,
and she hoped it would be for at least a couple of days.
flatly.
fantasy, Dianthus, not mine.” There was
a clouded look in his eye that she didn’t like.
have a problem tying me up,” she said slowly.
whatever will bring you pleasure,” he responded impatiently.
because you enjoy struggling. I could
tell the first time we fucked. It’s all
part of the sensation for you, but for me it’s something very different.
bound, I won’t get on top of you when you’re like that.”
for a moment. There was a story there,
she was sure of it. Maybe
a number of stories. No point in
asking him to elaborate, she finally decided.
“Okay, we won’t tie you up. What
about a blindfold, then? For you, I
mean.”
wicked grin. “In fact, I was thinking we
might try both of us blindfolded. Would
you like that?”
said eagerly. The tho of of both of
them blindly touching each other, bumping into one another – she liked the
sound of that a lot.
have other things in mind for right now.
In fact, our schedule is rather full for the rest of the night.
– more food things?” He was
crawling toward her, and her breath caught just watching him move.
the platter. “
eyes gleaming. “My turn again.”