Confessions of a Snarky Professor
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
14,818
Reviews:
82
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 5
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything else you recognize and I’m not making any money on this. I am simply writing this for my own jollies and hoping everyone else will enjoy it too.
Chapter 5
“Have mercy!”
I hear a decidedly feminine groan as I am finally able to breathe normally. I look down, through the haze in my post coitally-fogged brain at the pink-flushed face of my little Gryffindor lioness. Her eyes are still closed while she struggles to regain her own breath. That is when I realize I am still lying on top of the poor girl. I imagine I must be crushing her. No wonder the she is groaning! I may be thin compared to most, but that doesn’t mean I’m lightweight. I imediately roll off of her body onto the cold stone floor.
“Shite!” I hiss as my bare bum touchee ice icey dungeon floor. I look over to see her eyes open and she’s smiling and poorly stifling her giggles.
“What did you think the floor felt like?” She asks me.
That cheeky little wench! I should deduct House points for her insolence but it’s difficult to play the stoic, black-hearted professor after you’ve just shagged your student good and hard on the floor of your private office. I settle for giving her my best scowl.
“Oh don’t be like that,” she pouts.
I want to tell her that I am always like that and if she wants a repeat of less then two minutes ago, she’d better get used to it, but her pouty face changes to a soft smile and she sighs. The little minx then distracts me by snuggling her deliciously warm body against mine. She begins rubbing my chest in the most relaxing manner while playing with the sparse black curls residing there. I can’t help putting my arms around her, feeling utterly content. It is with great horror andbelibelief that I find myself cuddling!
What has this slip of a girl done to me? A once hated and feared man, I still am by everyone else, just not by her. She has me consumed by a lust I haven’t had since my own days as a hormonally challenged teenager. She was once a student both annoying and insignificant to me, now she’s like an great new obsession It’s so frightening; it’s comical! Severus “snarkyionsions master” Snape is lying naked, sexually sated, and cuddling with Hermione Granger on the floor of his office!
“Have you put a spell on me Miss Granger?” I ask. “Have you been practicing forbidden amor spells? Because, as a potions master, I know I haven’t ingested any love potions.”
She lifts her head from my chest, giving me a serious look with a slight smile curved into her lips. “No, Professor,” she says, “people are just drawn to whomever they are meant to be with. I didn’t choose to want you any more then you chose to want me. Sometimes the heart can be quite the fascist dictator We both know what a horribly foul-tempered and mean-spirited man you are, but I want to be with you just the same.” She sighs in what sounds like resignation then lays her head back down, her unruly mane splayed across my chest.
“This floor is uncomfortable and cold.” I state some minutes later. Hermione simply hums in agreement and snuggles closer. Is she falling asleep on me? Surely not! “We should retire to my rooms.say,say, wondering if she is going to agree or make her excuses and leave now that the subject of possibly spending more time together this evening has been brought up. I feel her nod her head slightly and hear another much softer hum of approval but she doesn’t move. Well, that answers that question for me! Removing my left arm from her back to reach for my wand, it takes a simple swish followed by the faint sound of a pop and we are finally in my bed chambers lying on my nice, comfortable bed. Hermione doesn’t even move. Her breathing is soft and even. It seems she has fallen asleep on me. I don’t know whether to be insulted that she dares fall asleep on my person or proud that I tired the girl out so fast. Prehaps a nap wouldn’t be such a bad idea…
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The bed is warm. I don’t want to awaken but something keeps tickling my right leg. I reach down to scratch only to find that there is a large hairy thing not attached to me down there. It feels like there is a head in my bed. My eyes fly open, I shoot straight into a sitting position, and look down to see the amused face of a very wild-haired naked Hermione Granger. She is laying half-way down the bed, head bent over my leg. Her large unruly curls are brushing my thigh. She laughs in a soft, feminine way at my surprise. It takes a moment for me to remember how she got there. I can’t help but let out a sigh of relief and drop back on the mattress, my head hitting the pillow. I hear her giggle again then I feel something much better then a tickle.
She lightly licks and kisses up my thigh all the way to my balls where she continues to do more of the same. Merlin, that feels incredible! She moves her hand between my legs and I eagerly spread them for her. She climbs in between my thighs and continues to stroke my testes with her tongue. I close my eyes and enjoy the sensations of her ministrations. She is massaging my semi-erect prick and I can feel my body thoroughly relax. My whole being is centered around this glorious young woman and the incredible feelings she is eliciting in my body. She begins stroking me now that I am completely hard. Her thumb occasionally rubs the head, spreading the tiny drops forming there. Her tongue hasn’t stopped its delicious movements.
I am putty in her hands. “You’re a goddess.” I moan. I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve heut hut here she is doing unspeakable things to my body. Her mouth leaves its former place and before I have time to protest, she grips the base of my shaft and engulfs me in her hot wet mouth. I gasp for breath because I can’t breathe. It’s the most heavenly experience. Her head is bobbing up and down while she sucks hard on me. I’m not going to last. I can feel my balls tighten -- I’m almost there, so very close... Then she stops and slides up my body. I whimper in frustration. She’s torturing me! Why?
“Severus, I need to have you.” She says as her legs straddle my hips. She’s positioned in such a way I can feel her opening so close and I try to thrust into her but she moves back.
“Can I have you, Severus?” She asks me as she sucks and nibbles my throat.
“Yes, anything you want,” I moan. “I’ll give you anything. Please!” I beg. I can’t believe I’m begging her. I didn’t even beg the Dark Lord to spare my life when it was being threatened all those many times during his service, but here I am lying beneath Hermione Granger begging her to take me because I must have her.
“I want all of you.” She whispers as she pulls at my earlobe with her teeth. Her hips are again positioned just a thrust away. Then she stops and looks into my eyes. “I want your body, heart, and soul.” She says. Her deep brown eyes are full of desire and possession. Why does she want a lowly demon like me? Doesn’t she know she could do much better?
“Will you be mine alone? I will love you like no other. Just say you will.” She says.
How can she ask me to do this? I can see in her eyes that she knows what she is doing, but I don’t have the strength to say no. I can’t deny her.
“Yes.” I reply and it’s more a plea then an answer. She pushes her hips down and I am home.
Sheethed in her flesh as she rocks her body against mine at a savage pace, I drive up into her with every move. We are like two crazedmalsmals, groaning and panting, living only to satisfy our carnal needs. Her movements are steady and fast. She is beautiful when she’s in the throes of passion. I can’t take much more. I am going to cum. I feel her orgasm begin to take hold around me and I let myself go with her.
She is unashamed. “Mine!” She cries, fierce and hungry.
“Yes!” I answer her. It is blinding, the force of the magic wracking our bodies in wave upon wave of amplified pleasure.
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A/N - The first thing I want to do is send a great big hug to Moaning Myrtle for her awesome beta word! Thank you sweetie!!! I also want to thank every single person who reviewed! I read every single review and it really fills my heart when you guys say you enjoy my stories! I'm so sorry that it took forever for me to post another chapter! My muse was being difficult! I was about to give up on Snarky for a while when she finally gave me Chapter 5! It's not much, but at least she's working w/ me again! Don't worry this isn't the end! There will be at least one more chapter, maybe two... Big cyber hugs!
Chapter 5
“Have mercy!”
I hear a decidedly feminine groan as I am finally able to breathe normally. I look down, through the haze in my post coitally-fogged brain at the pink-flushed face of my little Gryffindor lioness. Her eyes are still closed while she struggles to regain her own breath. That is when I realize I am still lying on top of the poor girl. I imagine I must be crushing her. No wonder the she is groaning! I may be thin compared to most, but that doesn’t mean I’m lightweight. I imediately roll off of her body onto the cold stone floor.
“Shite!” I hiss as my bare bum touchee ice icey dungeon floor. I look over to see her eyes open and she’s smiling and poorly stifling her giggles.
“What did you think the floor felt like?” She asks me.
That cheeky little wench! I should deduct House points for her insolence but it’s difficult to play the stoic, black-hearted professor after you’ve just shagged your student good and hard on the floor of your private office. I settle for giving her my best scowl.
“Oh don’t be like that,” she pouts.
I want to tell her that I am always like that and if she wants a repeat of less then two minutes ago, she’d better get used to it, but her pouty face changes to a soft smile and she sighs. The little minx then distracts me by snuggling her deliciously warm body against mine. She begins rubbing my chest in the most relaxing manner while playing with the sparse black curls residing there. I can’t help putting my arms around her, feeling utterly content. It is with great horror andbelibelief that I find myself cuddling!
What has this slip of a girl done to me? A once hated and feared man, I still am by everyone else, just not by her. She has me consumed by a lust I haven’t had since my own days as a hormonally challenged teenager. She was once a student both annoying and insignificant to me, now she’s like an great new obsession It’s so frightening; it’s comical! Severus “snarkyionsions master” Snape is lying naked, sexually sated, and cuddling with Hermione Granger on the floor of his office!
“Have you put a spell on me Miss Granger?” I ask. “Have you been practicing forbidden amor spells? Because, as a potions master, I know I haven’t ingested any love potions.”
She lifts her head from my chest, giving me a serious look with a slight smile curved into her lips. “No, Professor,” she says, “people are just drawn to whomever they are meant to be with. I didn’t choose to want you any more then you chose to want me. Sometimes the heart can be quite the fascist dictator We both know what a horribly foul-tempered and mean-spirited man you are, but I want to be with you just the same.” She sighs in what sounds like resignation then lays her head back down, her unruly mane splayed across my chest.
“This floor is uncomfortable and cold.” I state some minutes later. Hermione simply hums in agreement and snuggles closer. Is she falling asleep on me? Surely not! “We should retire to my rooms.say,say, wondering if she is going to agree or make her excuses and leave now that the subject of possibly spending more time together this evening has been brought up. I feel her nod her head slightly and hear another much softer hum of approval but she doesn’t move. Well, that answers that question for me! Removing my left arm from her back to reach for my wand, it takes a simple swish followed by the faint sound of a pop and we are finally in my bed chambers lying on my nice, comfortable bed. Hermione doesn’t even move. Her breathing is soft and even. It seems she has fallen asleep on me. I don’t know whether to be insulted that she dares fall asleep on my person or proud that I tired the girl out so fast. Prehaps a nap wouldn’t be such a bad idea…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The bed is warm. I don’t want to awaken but something keeps tickling my right leg. I reach down to scratch only to find that there is a large hairy thing not attached to me down there. It feels like there is a head in my bed. My eyes fly open, I shoot straight into a sitting position, and look down to see the amused face of a very wild-haired naked Hermione Granger. She is laying half-way down the bed, head bent over my leg. Her large unruly curls are brushing my thigh. She laughs in a soft, feminine way at my surprise. It takes a moment for me to remember how she got there. I can’t help but let out a sigh of relief and drop back on the mattress, my head hitting the pillow. I hear her giggle again then I feel something much better then a tickle.
She lightly licks and kisses up my thigh all the way to my balls where she continues to do more of the same. Merlin, that feels incredible! She moves her hand between my legs and I eagerly spread them for her. She climbs in between my thighs and continues to stroke my testes with her tongue. I close my eyes and enjoy the sensations of her ministrations. She is massaging my semi-erect prick and I can feel my body thoroughly relax. My whole being is centered around this glorious young woman and the incredible feelings she is eliciting in my body. She begins stroking me now that I am completely hard. Her thumb occasionally rubs the head, spreading the tiny drops forming there. Her tongue hasn’t stopped its delicious movements.
I am putty in her hands. “You’re a goddess.” I moan. I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve heut hut here she is doing unspeakable things to my body. Her mouth leaves its former place and before I have time to protest, she grips the base of my shaft and engulfs me in her hot wet mouth. I gasp for breath because I can’t breathe. It’s the most heavenly experience. Her head is bobbing up and down while she sucks hard on me. I’m not going to last. I can feel my balls tighten -- I’m almost there, so very close... Then she stops and slides up my body. I whimper in frustration. She’s torturing me! Why?
“Severus, I need to have you.” She says as her legs straddle my hips. She’s positioned in such a way I can feel her opening so close and I try to thrust into her but she moves back.
“Can I have you, Severus?” She asks me as she sucks and nibbles my throat.
“Yes, anything you want,” I moan. “I’ll give you anything. Please!” I beg. I can’t believe I’m begging her. I didn’t even beg the Dark Lord to spare my life when it was being threatened all those many times during his service, but here I am lying beneath Hermione Granger begging her to take me because I must have her.
“I want all of you.” She whispers as she pulls at my earlobe with her teeth. Her hips are again positioned just a thrust away. Then she stops and looks into my eyes. “I want your body, heart, and soul.” She says. Her deep brown eyes are full of desire and possession. Why does she want a lowly demon like me? Doesn’t she know she could do much better?
“Will you be mine alone? I will love you like no other. Just say you will.” She says.
How can she ask me to do this? I can see in her eyes that she knows what she is doing, but I don’t have the strength to say no. I can’t deny her.
“Yes.” I reply and it’s more a plea then an answer. She pushes her hips down and I am home.
Sheethed in her flesh as she rocks her body against mine at a savage pace, I drive up into her with every move. We are like two crazedmalsmals, groaning and panting, living only to satisfy our carnal needs. Her movements are steady and fast. She is beautiful when she’s in the throes of passion. I can’t take much more. I am going to cum. I feel her orgasm begin to take hold around me and I let myself go with her.
She is unashamed. “Mine!” She cries, fierce and hungry.
“Yes!” I answer her. It is blinding, the force of the magic wracking our bodies in wave upon wave of amplified pleasure.
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A/N - The first thing I want to do is send a great big hug to Moaning Myrtle for her awesome beta word! Thank you sweetie!!! I also want to thank every single person who reviewed! I read every single review and it really fills my heart when you guys say you enjoy my stories! I'm so sorry that it took forever for me to post another chapter! My muse was being difficult! I was about to give up on Snarky for a while when she finally gave me Chapter 5! It's not much, but at least she's working w/ me again! Don't worry this isn't the end! There will be at least one more chapter, maybe two... Big cyber hugs!