Confessions of a Levelheaded Witch

Chapter 5

Severus’ rooms are exactly like you would expect. He’s the Head of Slytherin House and lives in the cold dark dungeons. His rooms were small, what I imagine is just enough for a single man. As soon as he released the wards on the door, we entered his living area and floating candles immediately lit around us. I noticed what I think was a black upholstered sofa and coffee table. Their appeared to be several dark wooden shelves lining most of the back wall stuffed to over filling with what I imagined to be dark arts and potions books and paraphernalia. I didn\'t get a good look around as he hurriedly pulled me into his bedchamber.

Like his living area, his bedroom lit with candles all along the walls the moment we entered. The room was a cozy size, not too small or over-filled with furniture. There was a large wooden armoire in the same dark wood as the shelves in his receiving room. Next to his bed was a small night table with drawers that had a few books and a large arrangement of spicy scented candles. A massive four-poster bed took up the majority of his room. It was an impressive sight in such plain quarters. The sheets were a soft black flannel material. I could only assume that it must be cold all alone in that big bed. There were four large fluffy pillows in the same black flannel material, and the comforter was a plush spread of black velvet on one side and silvery velvet on the other.

After a slow survey of my surroundings, I turned to face him. He looked at me with his usual scowling face and I began to wonder if maybe he didn\'t scowl at everyone. Maybe that was just the way his face appeared when he was being serious. Finally he spoke, “Miss Granger,” he said, “I have left this door open for a reason.”

I was instantly concerned that he was about to throw me out, but stayed quiet and listened to what he had to say. “I think before we begin there are some things we should get clear before this goes any further.” He said in a solemn but stern voice. “Fantasies in class are one thing, Hermione, but you will find that reality is not always so sweet. I can shag you, have you screaming my name, and make you cum. I can treat you like the desirable young woman you are, but you must understand that I am no dream lover. I was a Death Eater. I killed innocent people, muggleborns just like you. I am also your teacher. While I have never in all my years as a professor had any relations with a student, I have no qualms about doing so with you here right now. I guess you could say I am not a man of high ethics. Don\'t think that because we spend the night together that I will wake up tomorrow declaring my undying devotion to you. I want you to understand that there is no love involved here. This is just one night for the sake of pleasure. Are you sure that you want to share your body with a man like me? Because if the answer is yes then you will have sex with the real me, not some fantasy you have built up in your mind.“

He crossed his arms over his chest and stood silently as I absorbed everything that he had said. “If you have changed your mind, there is the door. I will not fault you and we can go on as if nothing had transpired this evening.”

I turned back to look at the bed just a few steps away. If I was truly honest with myself, I had to admit that I did have a “fantasy Professor Snape” in my mind. What he said rang true; by my short experience, fantasy was better then reality. My first sexual experience with Victor Krum was horrible compared to what I imagined it would be. Did I really want to ruin my fantasy by shagging a man who was an Ex-Death Eater and notorious for being a cruel unfeeling bastard?

I don\'t know how long I stood there thinking, but when I turned back around and looked up there he was. He was no fantasy man. He was Severus Snape. His hands were folded over his chest. He had that same serious stern look on his face, and he was waiting for my reply. I looked up into his eyes and for the first time I saw him not as my fantasy professor who could be so passionate and wild, but the real man. The actual living, breathing man was offering me the opportunity to walk away and keep my sweet fantasy or experience what it was like to be with the real Severus Snape.

“Lock the door when you close it, Severus, and don\'t forget the silencing charm.” I said as I began to quickly remove my open shirt and slip out of my grey uniform skirt.

He gave me a curt nod, and as my skirt slid to the floor, he turned around briefly and waved his wand at the door. It closed and made a click as it locked itself. Then he turned back around to face me. He smiled at me with that same wolfish smirk he gave me earlier, and waved his wand again. In almost the blink of an eye, there he was in all his glory! Severus Snape was naked as the day he was born. I was only wearing my bra and knickers, but I suddenly felt very over dressed. To say that I was shocked would be an underestimate. I wasn\'t exactly turned off either. Oh, this was going to be a great night for Goddess Hermione!

He didn\'t make a move toward me. He just stood there unabashedly and on display just for me. All I could do was look at him. He wasn\'t like a model or anything. He was far from it, but I still couldn\'t help thinking he was the hottest man I\'d ever laid my eyes on. He was so very pale, a creamy white that was almost ghostly. His physique was long and lean, not exactly skinny, but there was no fat on his bones. His arms weren\'t very big, but it was very easy to see his biceps and triceps were not lacking. His chest had the most enticing dusting of fine black hair that flowed in a thin line down his stomach to the base of his sex. I couldn\'t avoid it I looked at his proudly standing rod even though I must have turned ten shades of red. I never got to look at Victor\'s penis and the only others I\'d ever seen were illustrations in books I was reading for scientific projects and research. Severus\' looked nothing like them! His looked so big and red. I quickly looked down his legs and that, ladies and gentlemen, is where my breath caught in my throat! My God he has sexy legs! Are men supposed to have sexy legs? Snape has them. His legs were long and lean with muscled thighs and calves and just enough black hair to know he\'s a man, but not so much he\'d resemble an ape.

“God Severus, you have the sexiest legs I\'ve ever seen on a man!” I couldn\'t help it. It came out of my big mouth before I could stop it. This is becoming a bad habit with me when I\'m around him.

He must have thought that it was funny because he just chuckled and walked over to me. I looked up expectantly, and he put his hands on my hips and pulled me to him. This is what I have been wanting for so long. He bent forward and captured my willing mouth with his. Our tongues dancing together, tasting, and licking. My breathing was coming faster the longer we kissed. I wanted this man so much! His skin felt so hot against my own. It was incredible. His hands began to roam my body, removing my bra then my knickers.

He broke our kiss to trail his lips to the base of my neck, and softly whispered, “So, you liked what you saw, Hermione?” as he nipped and sucked where I now have his mark on me.

“Yes, very much.” I hummed in approval. The next thing I knew, I was being gently laid down with him stationed over me. I ran my fingers through the hair on his chest and licked at his throat. He growled and kissed my jaw, then my cheek, and then again, our mouths were joined. Oh how, I loved kissing this man! He was sliding his hands over my body. They slithered from the side of my breasts slowly all the way to my knees, parting my legs for him as he caressed me. I was burning for him all over. When he broke our kiss again, he lowered his mouth down my neck to my collarbone, and finally to my breasts. I panted each breath and was aching to be touched. ‘Oh Victor, you have so much to learn!’ I thought. Severus\' tongue darted out and flicked at my left nipple, and I sucked in a sharp breath. He slid one hand down to my hip while the other slid inside my thigh, allowing one of his long dexterous fingers into my heated core, at the same time his mouth sucked on my tortured bosom! “Mmm, yes I like very much!” I moaned as I lost all possible thought processes.

“You\'re a hot little thing aren\'t you, Hermione?” He smirked at me as he moved from one breast to the other. He continued to move his finger in and of of me, spreading the slick juices I was making for him. “Yes!” I hissed “Oh yes, Severus” My hips trying to move with his hand. It felt so good, but I needed more. Almost as though he read my mind, he slid another finger in with the other and began to move in and out faster. I was burning all over my body. I didn\'t know it was supposed to feel this good. I almost couldn\'t breathe. It was so intense!

He moved his head back to kiss me again, and I felt his thumb rub against the tight sensitive nub inside of me. I was moaning uncontrollably and not caring. His hand moved in and out of me at a faster pace. “Will you cum for me, my lovely lioness?” He purred into my ear as I was struck with the most incredible wave of pleasure and release. “God yes!” I cried as my body shook and gushed wet juices all around his hand.

“Mmm, good girl.” He murmured to me as he removed his hand from me and kissed my forehead.