A Room in the Dungeons

Well, thanks everyone for the reviews they were great as usual, and as I left you in a highly sensitive spot I thought, as a reward for those reviews, I’d give you another chapter nice and quickly. Enjoy ; )

Snape lay back as Hermione gently maneuvered on top of him, not breaking their kiss. She pulled herself off him slightly to unclasp her bra, and the lack of contact seemed to hurt. She wiggled out of her panties quickly and pressed herself to him, soaking up the feeling of finally being close to him. Snape closed his eyes as he moved a hand to gently cup her breast, it seemed to be made for his palm. As Hermione began nipping and kissing at his skin, Snape’s erection became more prominent and with a wicked smile Hermione wriggled down the bed to remove his boxers. His eyes opened in shock as a warm little mouth teasingly closed around the tip for a mere second before slowly licking up towards his face. She spent a little extra time flicking her tongue around his mouth before wriggling her hips up preparing to sink down on to his erection. Snape gently grabbed her hips and held her steady.
“Are you sure you don’t want to do it more…gently?” Concern contorted his face until he looked like a different person. Hermione laughed and bent down to plant a light kiss on his nose.
“Thanks, but it’s not like I’m a virgin.” Snape flushed, of course she wasn’t, it was silly of him to assume that she hadn’t had sex. Any further thoughts of embarrassment were pushed out of his head by the extremely pleasurable feeling of someone being pushed onto his erection. Hermione’s eyes rolled up into her head and she sighed deeply as she sunk onto him, finally fulfilling all those silly school girl fantasies that had sustained her through three years of potions. The thoughts of those fantasies caused blood to flow to her cheeks and a glint of uncontrollable lust in her eyes caused Snape to take a tighter grip on her hips as she began pumping up and down faster. She arched her back and spread her hands over Snape’s chest for leverage, her long hair falling past her shoulders brushing Snape’s lips. Taking the hint that she needed more, Snape moved one hand off her hip and reached a thumb towards her clit. Hermione had already been reaching her climax and this sudden added stimulation was too much. With a shriek Hermione was brought to a gently rocking halt as her body tensed and she came. The feeling of her walls closing in around his cock was too much for Snape and he coated her insides with a groan. Hermione collapsed, exhausted, and he hugged her to his chest. Hermione’s breathing began to even out and it wasn’t long before Snape realised she was asleep. Snape smiled as he thought of how much nicer it was to know he was holding her in his arms this time, and fell asleep.

Snape awoke quickly the next morning, memories of the previous night flowing back into his mind. The other side of the bed was empty, and with a gut wrenching disappointment, Snape wondered if the whole of last night had been a dream. He sadly groped the other side of the bed, delicious relief flowing through him as he felt the warmth of the sheets. He stretched and pulled himself out of bed, wrapping his dressing gown around himself. He stood in the doorway taking in the scene in front of him. Hermione was fully dressed, sitting at the table sipping coffee and flicking through yesterday’s Daily Prophet. Snape smiled as he realised he could get used to waking up to this each morning, then mentally shook himself, wondering what the hell the girl had done with his personality. He walked into the room and Hermione looked up, smiling.
“I was just about to wake you up. I made breakfast.” Snape’s stomach did a little flip; she had remembered what he liked from 3 years ago. Snape sat down and Hermione folded the newspaper.
“Good coffee.” Snape breathed the fumes in deeply, forcing his brain to wake up so he could make conversation. “So what are your plans from here?” Hermione looked a little awkward, the first time she had since he’d found her in his bed the night before.
“Well, I’m going travelling before I start at the school. Just around Europe, maybe into Africa for a little while as well.” Snape nodded then tried to keep his voice casual.
“So, do you think you’ll be back around here anytime soon?” Hermione frowned a little, and cleared her throat.
“I don’t think so.” She laid her hand over his and her eyes said everything. He was just a loose end being tied up, this had been a one time only thing. Snape dropped his gaze and nodded, trying to show his understanding. She was going to be gone, onto bigger and better things. She stood up and gulped down the last mouthful of coffee. She bent down and kissed him on the cheek, a lingering kiss, but a goodbye kiss. Still without meeting her eyes Snape muttered,
“Well, good luck then, I’m sure it’ll be great.” Hermione was surprisingly dry eyed as she made for the door.
“Thank you, Severus. Good bye.” She closed the door lightly and Snape buried his head in his hands, feeling for the first time since he was a boy, like he was going to cry.