Dance With The Devil

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ok so there is some graphic sexual content ahead just so you know. im warning you now!!! so beware and enjoy.

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When she opened her eyes she was there. The squishing sensation was over. And she was looking at her parents and professor Snape.
Professor Snape was quietly instructing her parents on how to find the house.
Just then it came into view.
“Mum, Dad we have to be quiet when we go into the house…the painting…”
“Yes Hermione, We know.” Her father said roughly as he walked up to the front door.
“Actually, the portrait was frozen. Remus was charged with the task when we were made aware that you would be house guests.” Severus said while he was bringing up the rear.
The ascended into the house and stopped.
“Where are our rooms?” Her mother asked.
“Up the stairs and the third door on your right I believe.” Severus replied.
Hermione started to go up the stairs but stopped when Severus grabbed her arm.
“Could I have a few words with you?” he asked
“Brilliant idea. I wanted to speak to you.”


He continued to steer her elbow into a room she hadn’t seen before which is unusual. It was off of the font parlor. When the lights were turned up she realized she was in a study. He took a seat in one of the leather chairs and gestured for her to sit in the one opposite. There was a small table in front of him.
“Are you hungry, it is almost lunch?”
“Ah yes I am. Lunch would be wonderful.” She said as she was sitting down.
He waved his wand and a plate of chicken salad sandwiches and pumpkin juice appeared along with a large glass of brandy for Severus.
She picked up a sandwich and looked at him.
“You wanted to speak to me about something?”

He almost looked uncomfortable.
“Hermione I need to inform you of a new development. I attended a Dark Revel two nights ago and I was informed that when you married one of the Death Eaters you would become part of a ritual. This is a dark ritual that uses a willing female sacrifice. It is designed to increase the Death Eaters power before the final battle. The Dark Lord wants to use you because you are Harry Potter’s best friend. I have been ordered, along with the other Death Eaters to petition for you and once married; I must force you to become a willing participant in the ritual. All of the Death Eaters have been ordered to watch you and force you to accept a Death Eater.”
“Force?” She asked.
“Kill, Hermione. Any other suitor you accept will be killed.”
Hermione was silent. Her mind was spinning with all these crazy thoughts. She had no choice she had to choose Professor Snape. He could protect her. But he was her professor. This couldn’t work. Then there was the sex.

“Ok. I get it. You’re my only choice. I’ll choose you.”
Severus got up silently and went to the desk in the corner. He picked up several scrolls and handed them to her.
“These have been automatically forwarded here from your home.”
He handed them to her and then handed her one form his pocket.
“This one is mine.”
She opened his and read it. Standard petition. She stood up let all other scrolls fall from her lap. She walked to the desk and used the quill to sign it. It disappeared with a pop. All other scrolls vanished too. She went back and sat down.

“There that’s done.”
“Hadn’t you bothered to think about it?” He raised an eye brown. Maybe the witch had a thing for him. He thought.
“Yes I have. But it is being made perfectly clear that I don’t have a choice in this matter. When do you want the wedding and where?”
He smirked at her.
“The sooner the better. I need to protect you from the other Death Eaters. I am not in the inner circle. But I will be soon. This weekend then? At Snape Manor. You may invite whom you wish. I only wish to have my family present. All other silly female matters you can oversee.”
“I don’t want anything extravagant, don’t worry Severus. I have a matter…I uh wish to discuss with you.” She looked down as her cheeks flushed.

Severus smirked. He knew she was embarrassed, this was probably about sex he thought.
“Yes?”
“I was wondering about sex. You mentioned some things last time. And well I did a little research and these things seem rather harsh and painful.” She looked up at him.
He had a crooked smile plastered on his face. His smile just made him look even scarier.
“And your question would be?”
“Uh what exactly are you expecting of me? And will it hurt?”
“So you want to know exactly? Well I want to be able to fuck you any time I want, day or night. I want to fuck you fast and hard. I want to tied your arms up above your head and torture you to a climax. I want to make you beg for me with just a few touches.”
He stood up and advances on her. He pulled her up roughly from the chair. Hermione found herself pressed against his chest. One of his arms was wrapped around her the other hand was around her neck. He was looking straight into her eyes when he muttered. “Legilimens.”
Suddenly Hermione’s mind showed an image. She felt herself being confused. The image in her mind took place in the room she was currently occupying. It showed her stretched out over the desk, naked. Her hands were bound together and then draped over the back of the desk and tied to the leg. She could see Severus circling the desk, still fully dressed.

“You know what I really want to do to you Hermione? Right now?” He said silkily.
As he continued, everything he said was reciprocated in Hermione’s mind.
“I want to take my hands and rub them along your neck, feeling how soft your skin is there. Then down to your chest to your wonderful breasts. I want to pinch and roll your nipples between my fingers. Then I want to suck on one of them. I want to see if they taste as good as they look. So luscious. My hands will wander down off your breasts to your stomach. So lovely and flat, but with a slight curve to it. Wonderful. My lips will follow, nipping and biting their way down to your pussy. Then I want to take my fingers and part your labia and look at your pretty pink pussy. I just want to look...at first. Then I’m going to take the two fingers of my right and slowly start to push them in an out of your pretty pink pussy. I am going to push on your g-spot and you’re going to scream my name. Then I’m going to take my tongue and slowly, so slowly, lick up from my fingers to you clitoris. There I will keep licking, and sucking and biting, until your begging for an orgasm. But you won’t get it. I’m going to slow and you’re on the edge. You need something else, something more.”

Severus was whispering now, but Hermione could hear him clearly. The scene played out in her head. She could feel herself getting wet. She could feel her need for something more.
“I’m going to pull my cock out and I’m going to slowly push it into your pretty pink pussy. By now you will be begging me to go hard and fast, please Severus you will say. The when I deem you ready to come, I am going to take your legs and push them wide open and fuck you. I am going to fuck you so hard and fast. I am going to push into you like I am going to bust through you. By now you will have had your orgasm. Screaming my name and begging me to keep going. But now, after it is something different. You can feel my cock pushing against your cervix with every thrust. You feel the slight pain that every push causes. I take your nipples in both my hands; you are more aroused than ever. I begin pinching them. Cutting off the blood flow. They are numb with pain. All you can focus on is the pain in you breasts. Then you feel it. Your second orgasm building and growing. Your almost there. My cock pounding into you ferociously pushed you to the edge. Then I stop my torture on you nipples. The feeling rushes back and you orgasm washes over you more intense than before. You scream my name and beg me to fuck you for the rest of your life, never stopping.”
The image stopped moving and ended. Hermione was left staring into Severus’ eyes. He was looking at her with and unreadable expression.
Hermione was panting now. Her desire was very evident.
Suddenly Severus released her, turned and stalked out the door. He was gone.
Hermione collapsed into the chair she had been previously occupying. She notices Severus’ brandy untouched. She picked it up and threw the liquid back. It burned down her throat. She put the glass down.

“Oh my.” Was all she muttered.

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