How\'s a Girl Suppose to Decide? Part II

AN/ Here is this last of this smutty romp. I do believe this sequel has lost some of the previous reviewers…(wink) but this chapter is PURE SMUT! (I did not write this my evil twin did, hides beneath bed) So hold on to your drinks and enjoy! IF you are under 17 do not proceed, you have been warned. Double Warning: There is m/m/f as well as m/f/m. If it squirks you don’t read. Simple

Also if any HG/SS shippers out there want to check it out I have some sketches of them. (No, not that kind) Go to http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Artforthejoy/ then click on photos then on the Sev & Hermione folder (enjoy & check back once in awhile)

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Hermione apparated into the sitting room of the house she shared with Sirius and Remus. It had been a boring day at the office at the Ministry of Magic where she worked in the Department of Regulations and she had decided to call it a day at lunch since it was Friday. Actually she had been imaging spending a quiet afternoon alone with Remus since Sirius had left early that morning for a weekend in Ireland with Harry to watch Ron play in his first professional Quidditch match.

She heard Remus’ voice in the kitchen. Talking to him self again, she mused, for he did have a habit of doing that. When she had questioned him about this the first time she had caught hi, he just shrugged and said it was an old childhood habit he had developed since he spent so much time alone due to his malady.

Slipping out of her robes she was clad only in her underwear, a lacy salmon pink bra that was so sheer it was as if she was wearing nothing along with the matching thong knickers. Shaking her hair out of the bun she wore, she ran her fingers through it as she entered the kitchen. “I’m home love…” the words faded on her lips as she saw that Remus was sitting at the small round kitchen table and that he wasn’t alone.

Hermione froze as she looked into the startled face of Severus Snape. His face went from surprise to disbelief to lust in a few moments as his eyes roamed over her. Remus’ chuckle brought her out of her shocked pose. “Hermione, join us for a cup of tea?” he teased as her face redden and she darted from the room. She returned in a few minutes dressed, her cheeks still red and sat down at the table.

“Sorry about that Professor,” she mumbled as she gratefully sipped the tea Remus had set before her.

“ no no longer your professor, Hermione,” Severus said amused. Apparently the girl had never told Remus about their time together. But then again, he thought wryly, he hadn’t known she was living here with the werewolf and the mongrel. He had assumed she had gotten her own place.

“Severus was kind enough to bring me a new supply of Wolfsbane Potion,” Remus explained, his eyes sparkling with amusement. Hermione was avoiding looking at Severus and Remus wondered why she was suddenly so shy. Though she had never said anything, he assumed she and Severus might have gotten together in her last weeks at Hogwarts. Remus could smell the sexual arousal of the man that had flared when she had walked into the room. Mingled with Hermione’s scent, Remus was definitely becoming aroused.

Finally Hermione looked up at the men. “That was very nice of you Severus.” A sheepish grin crossed her face when she looked at Remus. His eyes were smoky and she knew he was ready for a good romp. “So how are things this year at Hogwarts?” she asked Severus politely as she kicked off her shoes. She ran a toe under Severus’ robe and touched the bare skin of his calf.

Severus face was impassive as he studied her, though he swallowed a bit harder than normal as he sipped his tea. ‘What was the little minx up to?’

He had not seen Hermione since the last night of the school term four months ago. They had spent a night of passion, one that Severus thought would have to last him for a very long time, since neither had spoke of sg eag each other again once she left. Though he had had the best sex with her that was the basis of their brief relationship.

“Intolerable bunch of students as usual Miss… Hermione,” Severus said smoothly, as he felt her foot move higher until it rested against his inner thigh. “I understand you are working at the Ministry. Are you finding it ‘challenging’?”

Remus almost choked on his tea over Severus’ emphasis on the word. Hermione’s foot had brushed across his leg as it passed by. Remus could barely contain the laughter as he saw the glint in her eye.

“It is interesting,” she said, her voice suddenly low and sultry. “Definitely not ‘challenging’. But then again, I am jaded in that area. Being challenged that is.”

No longer able to contain it, Remus chortled, sniggering as he watched them look at him. Shoulders shaking, Remus stood up. He bent down and kissed Hermione passionately, running his hand down to cup her breast through her robes. Hermione returned his kiss, reaching her arm around his neck to bring him closer.

“Ahem.” Remus broke the kiss and looked at Severus, who sat with his arms crossed a most unpleasant expression on his face. “I will be leaving now,” he sneered as he rose. “After that rude display of behavior, I assume you two would like to be alone,”

Remus straightened up putting a hand on Hermione’s shoulder. “ Severus,” Remus said his voice husky, “I wouldn’t want you to leave angry, especially when you could just as easily stay and enjoy our company.”

Severus took a sharp intake of air, as he saw the lust in Remus’ eyes understanding the invitation. A nerve twitched in his cheek as he saw Hermione give him a sly smile as she nodded her head. He couldn’t, shouldn’t, do that, be a party to the sort of debasement that probably occurred nightly in this house.

“Your choice Severus,” Remus said, taking Hermione’s hand as she stood. Severus stood rooted to the spot, his brow furrowing thinking of how he so wasn’t going to stay, though his body had other ideas as a raging erection sprung to life.

“Please stay Severus,” Hermione said walking over to him her hand resting on his arm. “I promise you wont regret it.”

Though he knew he would regret it, Severus found himself nodding as Hermione took his hand.

He followed them into a bedroom and watched in amazement as they undressed quickly, then turned to him. Severusn’t n’t move as he was quickly disrobed standing there facing Remus, who had a glint in his eyes as he stepped closer to the potions master.

“If you value your life you will refrain from what you are about to do,” Severus growled as Remus faced him.

“I like living dangerously,” Remus said his voice low as he pulled Severus mouth down to his. Severus went rigid when Remus’ lips brushed his, then tried to push the man away. Remus was too strong though and held on to Severus as his tongue parted his lips.

Severus stood there stiffly, not allowing the small tingle in his scrotum to win and kiss Remus back. He felt Hermione’s small hands caressing his back as she began kissing his arms. A gasp escaped his lips as her hands moved around to gently cup him, and Remus used the opportunity to plunge his tongue in deeply.

“Bloody hell,” Remus growled pulling away. He touched his tongue where Severus had bitten him.

Dark eyes glittered into Remus’ gray ones. “I only warn once Lupin,” he said softly.

“And I told you, I like living dangerously,” Remus said, a sly smile on his lips approaching the man once more. “Especially when I can smell your scent, and I know how ready you are,” he said seductively in Severus’ ear.

Hermione had stopped her exploration of Severus and stood back, watching the two men in amusement and lust.

“As our guest Sev,” Remus teased, “its your call. How do you want us?” Severus sputtered, his face flushed. “Any way you can imagine,” Remus said eyeing the potions master intently.

“Any way Lupin?” He mocked, his voice low and seductive.

Remus gave him a suggestive grin. “Name your poison.”

Hermione flushed at the sexual banter going on between the two men. “Shall I leave you two then?” she teased, reaching down to grasp each of them firmly. Remus gave a throaty growl, placing a hand behind her head, bringing her mouth up to kiss him while Severus wrapped his arms around her, one hand stroking her breast. Somehow they managed to maneuver to the large bed in Remus’ room.

She lost herself in the sensations and hands that roamed over her body, as she touched each man, not knowing which was which at times. The kisses, soft ones, deep bruising ones, those that seemed to steal her breath were stirring the fire in her, as she became very wet.

She was lying on her left side now, facing Remus who was lying os ris right side. Severus was behind her, his sensitive fingers dancing over her skin, making her sigh with pleasure.

“Hermione,” Remus rasped, his teeth scraping her collarbone, before he bit on her neck. “Since dear Sev is reluctant to tell us what he wants, perhaps you should decide.”

A shiver ran down her spine as Severus sensitive fingers plied her butt cheeks apart, slowing tracing her opening there. “I want you both,” she purred, smiling at Remus as he took her leg and brought it up as he entered her.

He rose up on his elbow as his hips began to thrust against her, Hermione making small mewing sound of delight. Remus looked at Severus who was staring at the two though his fingers still plied her rear. “Take her Severus,” Remus said, his voice between a growl and a whisper.

‘Damn’ Severus thought, wondering what had gotten into Remus. Moving up to position himself behind her, he thrust into her slowly, hearing her moan as he filled her. Remus moved his left leg till it was wrapped around Severus’ right, each using the other’s for leverage as they rocked into Hermione.

Severus right hand was caressing her breasts, before moving down to touch her nub. He relished in the feel of her tight ass, the movement from Remus’ member so near his. It still was a bit of a shock that this slip of a girl he had taught for seven years was such a sex kitten. Though they had enjoyed each other during her last month at school, he had never imagined anything like this. He felt the surge of animalistic lust running through his veins, as he began nibbling on her neck.

Remus stared intently into Hermione’s face as he moved in rhythm with Severus. This was an opportunity he was glad he hadn’t missed. Sirius would never have stood for it, knowing that Snape was touching her in any manner. Remus had tried to squelch any possessive feelings he had for the girl, for he knew he was beginning to fall in love with her. But with the full moon only a few days away his lust was driven, the beast in him threatening to surface, wanting to ravish anyone he was attracted to by smell and damn it, Severus’ smell was beginning to be overwhelming to him as Hermione’s already was.

He watched as Severus began ing ing on her neck and then heard her squeal as the man bit hard. Remus leaned over and kissed her, his tongue thrusting in, ravishing her mouth as heust ust as deeply into her as he could in this position.

Hermione was on fire; the men’s hardness pumping into her from both sides, the pain as Severus kept biting and sucking on her shoulder and neck, his hand stroking her clit, Remus’ stroking her mouth with his tongue. She bit on Remus tongue, eliciting a moan from him as he jerked hard into her. Her free hand went to his shoulders, as she clawed at him, knowing he liked it rough when it was this close to the moon’s call.

“Bloody bitch,” he said, breaking the kiss, his words sounding like a caress as he spoke them teasingly.

She smiled at him, groaning as Severus stopped biting her neck and began licking her shoulders. “Damn wolf,” she teased back, gasping as her body began to tense, her inner walls squeezing Remus as she began to climax.

Severus felt her body clenching on him and obliged by rubbing briskly on her nub, thrusting harder into her. He groaned loudly as Remus reached between all the tangled legs and cupped him, squeezing, causing him to come hard.

Hermione came as she felt Severus release into her, Remus still thrusting into her, riding her orgasm out, feeling her milk him, her hot tightness gripping him like a silk glove. He waited for them to reas tas they came back down from the climax before he spoke. “Move Severus,” he commanded. Severus untangled his leg from Remus’ and pulled back, barely moving away as Remus picked up Hermione effortlessly, turning her as he placed both her legs on his shoulder. She cried out loudly as he pinned her down to the bed in a crushing thrust.

Severus barely blinked as he watched them, the bed shaking under Remus’ hard driving thrusts into the girl he had almost bent double under him. He vaguely wondered if Remus was hurting her, but that thought was quickly dispelled as she cried out.

“Gods yes, Remus!”

His lust returned twofold, as his spent cock sprang to attention as he watched the two. Hermione was clawing at Remus’ shoulder her head thrown back as Remus placed his hands under her shoulders to lift her up. The noise of their bodies joining, Remus’ growls and muttered words were like an aphrodisiac.

“Remus!” Hermione shouted as another orgasmic wave flooded over her, her head rolled as she held onto him as he pounded into her.

“Sweet, sweet girl,” he groaned as he joined her, thrusting hard and holding as he released. Sweat dripping, Remus lowered her legs and laid down on her, feeling their hearts beat as one. She nudged him and whispered, “don’t forget Severus.”

Remus rolled off her, still panting and grinned when he saw Severus lying there, lust in his eyes and with a raging erection. “Come here,” he teased holding out an arm.

“I am not a cuddler,” Severus snarled, as Remus pulled the man to them.

“Hmm,” Hermione sighed, snuggling close to Severus’. Remus had moved so that Severus was between them. “ I remember differently.”

Remus snickered as the potion masters crossed his arms on his chest. “You aren’t going to win this one Sev,” he warned as he buried his face in Severus neck. “I think Sev needs a bit of attention love,” he told Hermione.

“Do you think?” Hermione said slyly, as her fingers began trailing down Severus’ side as she pressed her lips to his neck. Her fingers trailed down his stomach until she brushed his erection. He moaned softly as her hand closed around him.

Remus rose up to look into Severus’ dark eyes. He saw the warning there. “You aren’t going to win,” he repeated as he brought his mouth down to Severus’. Remus kissed Severus’ thin unresponsive lips, but was rewarded as Hermione’s stroking caused Severus to gasp, allowing Remus to slip his tongue in. Severus teeth grazed his tongue and Remus thought he was about to be bit once more, when he felt Severus begin to respond, his tongue stroking Remus’, fighting for entrance into Remus’ mouth which he allowed.

Remus felt Hermione’s hand on him now, stroking his member to hardness once more as the two men, kissed, bruisingly now, as Severus hands grasped Remus’ hair pulling him closer. They broke apart and Remus saw the lust in Severus’ eyes before he closed them as he rolled away from him.

Hermione released the men and moved as Severus rolled, only to be caught by his hands as he grasped her shoulders, bringing her to him, his mouth closing over hers.

Severus assaulted her mouth with all the conflicting sexual urges he fee feeling. His tongue danced against hers, as he bit her lips, sucking on the drop of blood that appeared. His hands stroked her sides, her breasts, her thighs as he felt another pair of hands stroke his skin as Remus began nibbling the side of Severus’ neck.

Hermione wrapped her arms around Severus’ neck, arching her hips against him, wanting to feel his largeness in her. Remus bit at her fingers as she reached up to touch his face and she moaned in delight as she felt Severus’ knee part her legs.

Severus groaned as he thrust into her velvety slickness, feeling her tightness grasp around him hungrily as she lifted her legs placing them around his waist. Remus was beside them, touching their cheeks and mouth as he kissed Hermione’s neck then Severus’.

Remus rolled away for a moment, and Severus took the opportunity to claim Hermione’s mouth once more, kissing her gently as he began a steady rhythm, her hips arching to meet his deep thrusts.

Severus whimpered into her mouth as he felt Remus touch his arse. The wolf was now kneeling behind him, his fingers cold and slick as he explored there. Hermione squealed, as Severus slammed hard into her when those fingers entered him.

“Remus,” she rasped, as she gripped Severus shoulders as he arched into once more, driving her into the mattress, “I do believe you are driving him insane.”

Remus chuckled as he heard Severus growl, telling Hermione she was out of her bloody mind. He leaned over, his mouth close to Severus ear and his hand continued its stroking. “Am I Sev?” he teased, his tongue flicking out to trace the man’s ear. “Do you want me to stop?”

Turning his head to glare at Remus, Severus moaned as Remus drove his fingers in deeper. “Like that do you?”

Their eyes locked a moment and Remus gave Severus a wolfish grin. “Get on with it,” Severus snarled, turning back to the girl beneath him and kissing her hungrily as he stilled his movements.

Hermione kissed Severus, pulling his lips into her mouth sucking on them, as she felt him tense above her. Severus moaned loudly against her mouth as Remus entered him and Hermione felt the crush of both s wes weight, her eyes wide as she felt Severus driving deeper into her.

Severus held his body up by his arms as he began moving once more, thrusting into Hermione, moving back to impale omus.mus. Remus kissed Severus back as his caressed his shoulders, then moved down capturing Hermione’s breast, teasing her nipple into erection.

She wrapped her legs as much she could around both men, her heart racing as the exquisite pressure began building, her eyes hungrily taking in the erotic sight above her. Crying out both their names, she held onto Severus arms as she arched against him as he being a frantic pace, wedged in between the two.

Remus clutched at Severus’ hips, aiding in the rapid movement as Severus shouted Hermione’s name, Remus close behind, surging deeply into him.

The three collapsed together, panting and gasping as the delicious orgasm ebbed away, their bodies sticking together with sweat and fluids.

“Er…Remus, Severus?” Hermione finally said, though her voice was muffled her face buried in Severus’ shoulder.

“Dear Merlin,” Remus said, chuckling, his face flushed as he quickly rolled off Severus. “Get off Sev, I do believe we have flattened the girl.”

Severus blinked, his heart still pounding in his ears. He looked down at Hermione’s rosy face, her eyes sparkling at him. “Please?” she said trying to shift under him. He rolled off her quickly, his hands tracing over her face and shoulders. “Are you alright?’

“Wonderful,” she said with a smirked, stretching. Remus laughed and kissed her heartily on the cheek, then leaned across and kissed Severus’ cheek. Severus frowned at him a moment, then reached out and grasped Remus behind the head, bringing his mouth to his.

“I don’t knoout out you two,” Hermione said slyly, “but I need a bit of a rest before we go again.” They broke apart and grinned at the girl lying between them.

“Again?” Severus asked dubiously.

They both looked and him and laughed at the look on face. “Yes love, again,” Hermione said, cuddling next to Severus as he put an arm around her.

“Most assuredly,” Remus agreed, as he draped an arm around Hermione and Sev, spooning against Hermione.

Severus shook his head as they quickly fell asleep, though a small smile played on his lips. It was going to be a long weekend.


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One year later…

Hermione looked at herself in the mirror once more, smoothing a lock of stray hair. “You look beautiful,” Ginny assured her.

“Most definitely,” agreed Pavarti, as Rose and Lavender nodded their heads. The four women were in Hermione’s bedroom of her small flat.

“Though I do wish you would change your mind and have a real wedding.” Lavender said, pouting that Hermione and her fiancée were just having a simple ceremony at the Ministry of Magic with no guests.

“I would think you would have had enough of weddings by now,” Hermione laughed. She had attended all four girls weddings within the last year. “And besides I don’t need all that, just the man thank you very much.”

“I just can’t figure out how you ever decided,” Rose sighed.

The four women had been privy to Hermione’s romantic liaisons over the past year and a half. It had been a difficult decision. How often does a girl have three different men propose to her within weeks of each other? ‘And how often does a girl manage to fall in love with three men at once?’

Hermione had moved out of the house she shared with Remus and Sirius six months ago, when things became too heated. Both men had begun to vie for her attention, jealousy erupting from time to time. She couldn’t bear the thoughts of ruining their friendship and had moved out. For a month she had ignored their requests when they had actually began to court her. It was a strange process going from lovers to friends and then finally lovers once more.

Severus had been easier to deal with as she saw him only on the weekends when he could get away from Hogwarts. Still he was possessive of her to a point and would glare at her if she accidentally mentioned one of the other men.

After all three men had asked her to marry him; Hermione had felt overwhelmed as she finally realized that she had fallen in love with each of them. She had fled to the Burrow where she cried on Molly Weasley’s shoulder as she poured her heart out to her. Ginny had immediately owled Rose, who had married Ron the month after he had graduated and the three women discussed Hermione’s problem for days, shooing any male member of the Weasley clan away when they asked what was wrong.

“Make a list,” Molly told her firmly. “List all the good points and bad points about each one of them. Read it, then tear it up and listen to your heart.”

Hermione had. She had made rather long lists for each man, finally whittling them down to two bad points and two good points.

Remus Lupin:
Bad- 1) Werewolf. Unavailable for three nights a month. Children would have a slight chance of inheriting Lycanthropy 2) Wants to please everyone, sometimes makes poor decisions because of this.
Good- 1) Trustworthy, faithful, heart of gold. 2) Makes me feel like an angel while loving me like the devil. (Sigh)

Sirilacklack:
Bad- 1) Immature. Has never really grown up, believes his good looks can get him through anything 2) Would have a hard time being faithful. He has a roving eye.
Good- 1) Loves with all his heart. Holds nothing back. 2) Insatiable, makes me reach the high notes. (Grin)

Severus Snape:
Bad- 1) Moody. Never know what mood he will be in. Can snap yheadhead off for looking at him the wrong way. 2) Refuses to try new things, such as going to the beach for sun. Would always prefer the lure of the dark, dank places.
Good- 1) Has a sharp wit, a thirst for knowledge that is never quenched. 2) Hung like a stallion. (Wicked smile)

She had read her short list, held it to her heart and torn it up.

That had been three months ago. She had left the Burrow and returned to London her decision made. She had met with each man, gently refusing two of them and answering yes to one. At least she knew for sure now.

“Well good luck Hermione,” Ginny said hugging her. Ginny had married Harry only a month ago. “I will invite you over as soon as you are back from your honeymoon.”

Each woman hugged Hermione in turn as they left.

Hermione waited nervously. A soft knock on her door almost made her heart jump in her throat. Smiling she opened the door, her eyes gazing into the eyes of the man her heart had chosen.

The End

Who was it? Well I ain’t telling. I know whom I decided for Hermione, and I guess you will just have to decide yourself. (Throws smut quill into the ash can) Review darn it and let us know who you decided on.