Les Liaisons Dangereuses
folder
Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
4,490
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
4,490
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Expulsion
The entire bedroom was a deep blue, with silver and crystal entwined in all of the right places, betraying the truths and desires of one, Lady Malfoy. She sat on her bed with a file to a fingernail while the Potions Master and Lord of Prince Manor snarked around her. His hand was clenched and brought to his mouth in thought, his eyes focused on the floor in front of him as he paced. Narcissa glanced up from time to time, trying to repress her smile. “She denied you, didn’t she?”
Rarely had she gotten such a black look from the Lord. “She did not deny me, Narcissa. It’s just that someone has decided to write her a letter. About me. And my… extensive reputation. What bastard would be so foul?”
She shrugged, and then laughing, flopped back on her bed. “That makes this slightly more problematic. I can tell you don’t like this development,” slowly she sat back up, and slid off of her bed. Walking toward the Lord, she came upon him, put her arms around his neck and rubbed against him suggestively. She brought one hand down to his crotch, which had already stiffened in anticipation. Narcissa watched his eyes close, and the low tone of pleasure growling from the depths of his body. The breaths from both of them were panting, their sounds a microcosm of real fucking, her hand stroking him rhythmically until she felt him come close to climax.
Turning away and walking back to the bed, Severus stood there with his eyes now opened and his jaw slack. With a wave of her hand she summoned a female house elf. “Gabbie-”
“Oh, come on, Narcissa.”
“-will you escort-”
“I will make her love me.”
“-Mr. Snape to the front door?”
He scowled, and turned on heel to follow the elf. She only sent it so that she knew he would leave. Severus wouldn’t dare to disobey her house elf in her manor, even if what he really wanted was to wait behind a corner and throw Narcissa to the floor and have her now. While standing outside in the pavilion, about the apparate away, he considered the target he had chosen. Lord Snape saw her in his head from the library, her long curling hair with the golden threaded into every strand, her beauty was not alone youth, for like Narcissa’s, it would go on long after her prime.
Severus shook his head. It didn’t matter how long she was beautiful for. His only desire was to mount her wall of virtue and lay siege. However, every second that passed in her presence began to rob him of his self-assured attitude. He would be able to take her. It just might be more difficult that previously imagined, and that, in itself was a good thing. He wanted, desperately needed, a challenge.
Rarely had she gotten such a black look from the Lord. “She did not deny me, Narcissa. It’s just that someone has decided to write her a letter. About me. And my… extensive reputation. What bastard would be so foul?”
She shrugged, and then laughing, flopped back on her bed. “That makes this slightly more problematic. I can tell you don’t like this development,” slowly she sat back up, and slid off of her bed. Walking toward the Lord, she came upon him, put her arms around his neck and rubbed against him suggestively. She brought one hand down to his crotch, which had already stiffened in anticipation. Narcissa watched his eyes close, and the low tone of pleasure growling from the depths of his body. The breaths from both of them were panting, their sounds a microcosm of real fucking, her hand stroking him rhythmically until she felt him come close to climax.
Turning away and walking back to the bed, Severus stood there with his eyes now opened and his jaw slack. With a wave of her hand she summoned a female house elf. “Gabbie-”
“Oh, come on, Narcissa.”
“-will you escort-”
“I will make her love me.”
“-Mr. Snape to the front door?”
He scowled, and turned on heel to follow the elf. She only sent it so that she knew he would leave. Severus wouldn’t dare to disobey her house elf in her manor, even if what he really wanted was to wait behind a corner and throw Narcissa to the floor and have her now. While standing outside in the pavilion, about the apparate away, he considered the target he had chosen. Lord Snape saw her in his head from the library, her long curling hair with the golden threaded into every strand, her beauty was not alone youth, for like Narcissa’s, it would go on long after her prime.
Severus shook his head. It didn’t matter how long she was beautiful for. His only desire was to mount her wall of virtue and lay siege. However, every second that passed in her presence began to rob him of his self-assured attitude. He would be able to take her. It just might be more difficult that previously imagined, and that, in itself was a good thing. He wanted, desperately needed, a challenge.