In Other Alternate Universes

The standard disclaimer applies: I am not J K Rowling, these are not my characters and I am not making any profit from this story.



In an effort to appease Ms. Figg\'s \'lemony\' side, I have created another AU story that I can only hope will enjoyable for all. As I only recently lost my fanfiction \'cherry\', this is my first in-depth lemon attempt. I hope you enjoy it and (as always) please review. Thanks!



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“Fuck me! It\'s entirely too hot to be April!” Severus Snape groaned as he and his two friends exited the Potions classroom.



“30 points from Gryffindor Mr. Snape, for language unbecoming the Head Boy.” Professor Granger sneered at the seventeen year old. Harry and Ron noticed the look of severe displeasure on their Professor\'s face, so they quickly told Severus “See you in the common room” and they hauled their arses up the stairs.



“Damn Cowards!” Severus muttered to himself. He was pissed that his friends deserted him; leaving him to handle the professor\'s wrath on his own.



“That will be another 15 points and a detention Mr. Snape. Here at 7 o\'clock tonight. DON\'T be late.” Professor Granger turned with a billow of robes to walk into her office. “One more thing Mr. Snape. You might want to clean up your language. You certainly don\'t want your mouth making promises your body will need to fulfill” and she stalked off, moving away from a stunned Severus.



“Ugh!” Severus groaned. The last thing he wanted to do on the Friday night before his final Hogsmeade weekend prior to their NEWT exams was to serve detention with the snarky Potions Mistress.



He pressed his face against the cold stone wall of the dungeon. The heat was getting to be unbearable. There was currently a heat wave going on in Scotland. It felt like it was mid-July, not mid-April. The extreme temperatures were causing everyone to act out of sorts. It was so stifling that Severus had done what many of the students were doing: going near commando underneath his robes. He wasn\'t completely naked, but he was close; he only wore his black silk boxers and a collared dickey to display his required House tie.



He pushed himself off the wall and began his slow trudge up the steps leading out of the dungeon. Along the way to his common room, he continually berated himself for being stupid enough to let the heat get to him within earshot of the dour Potions Mistress. Now he would reap the consequences of that unfortunate oversight for Gods know how long in detention with the last person on Earth anyone would ever want to piss off.



When Severus finally reached Gryffindor Tower, he entered the common room only to see Harry and Ron\'s backs as they made their hasty exit from the room. “Arseholes!” Severus muttered as he walked over to the portrait of Godric Gryffindor next to the fireplace. “Polyjuice” he said to the portrait. As the door swung open he was immediately reminded of his own Polyjuice fiasco during Second Year. “Sweet Circe! I was an ambitious idiot.” Laughing to himself he threw down his book bag and headed towards his private bath for a long cold shower.



On his way, he stripped himself of what few garments he wore. He was completely nude when he walked into the bathroom. He stopped in front of the full length mirror to take a look at himself naked, something he had never really done before.



He started with his face. Yes, his nose was rather large and beak-like, but its size seemed to fit well with his deep set eyes and his square jaw. No, he was not handsome in the conventional sense but his looks were striking.



His gaze moved lower to his torso. He ran his fingertips lightly over the scar that ran the length of his right side. \'Damn Dolohov! That bastard!\' Severus thought to himself as he remembered the curse that Death Eater struck him with during Fifth Year. He was overjoyed when during the final battle he was finally able to exact his revenge with a rushing green light from his wand. He also noticed several smaller scars scattered across his chest courtesy of the ferret boy himself. Over the school years, he and Malfoy had each gotten their digs into one another, resulting in some of the various scars across his body.



Skipping over the most prominent and noticeable part of his anatomy, Severus turned to look at his backside. \'That crazy bitch Bellatrix!\' he thought angrily. She was truly a nasty piece of work. She could bring the Devil himself to his knees with the special tweaks she put into her Crucio. Thanks to her demented wand work, Severus sported several jagged scars along his back and buttocks. He was relieved when he saw Molly Weasley send that bitch straight to Hell during the final battle. It was no less than the psycho deserved.



He finally turned back around to look at his cock. He took it firmly in his hand and admired the generosity of the Gods. What he lacked in looks he more than compensated for with the size of his tool. Even flaccid his size was well above average. But when he was aroused, the proportions of his cock exceeded what many of the girls at Hogwarts classified as normal. His length grew to an impressive ten inches and his girth swelled to nearly three and a half inches.



It was that particular fact that kept him a virgin. Yes, he had wooed several witches to his private rooms. He had even gone so far as to let them see his cock in its relaxed state in hopes for alleviating their fears of being torn to shreds be his enormous member. However, once things had progressed to a certain point (the \'point\' pf his hard cock gouging the witch\'s thigh) they all but ran screaming.



His latest attempt at relieving himself of his virginity was with the lovely Ravenclaw Padma Patil. That evening had ended in much the same way as all previous ones: Padma leaving upon discovering exactly how much Severus was working with and Severus wanking in a cold shower to rid himself of his perpetually blue balls.



He had resigned himself to the fact that he was never going to get laid while he was at Hogwarts. He took on last, hard look at himself then turned away in disgust. He was pissed that his sex life was virtually non-existent.



Severus stood under the rushing cool water, relishing in its ability to drive away some of the oppressive heat. He leaned his head against the shower wall and allowed the cool water to cascade down his back. He heard the clock tower chime the 5 o\'clock hour and rushed to get out of the shower and down to dinner.



He cast a quick drying spell upon himself as he reached for a clean pair of boxers. Being that it was the end of the school day, he was not required to wear his house tie. He grabbed a thin black tank top to wear. After lacing up his trainers, he threw on a fresh school robe, snatched up his bag and headed out for the Great Hall.



Harry and Ron were already at the table with Ron inhaling everything within reach. Severus sat down across from them and glared.



“Waf?” Ron mumbled out around a mouthful of chicken and rice when he noticed the evil look he was receiving.



“For Gods sake Ron, please swallow prior to speaking. I have no desire to have a chicken shower. And as for \'What?\' you both KNOW what! You both left me high and dry to deal with Professor Granger on my own. You know how she is when she starts deducting points, especially Gryffindor points. She doesn\'t stop until someone cries or receives a detention. She\'s positively gleeful when someone cries because of getting detention. After you two pussies left she took fifteen more points and gave me a detention that I will be serving tonight. TONIGHT! The night before our final Hogsmeade weekend prior to sitting our NEWTS. Instead of planning how we\'ll be living it up, I\'ll be spending it doing something revolting like dissecting flobberworms or writing some obnoxiously long essay on conduct inappropriate for the Head Boy. FUCK!” Severus finished venting his spleen at his two best friends and began smacking his head on the table.



“Damn it!” - SMACK

“Damn it!” - SMACK

“Damn it!” - SMACK



“Stop Severus!” Harry implored. “Look, honestly we\'re both incredibly sorry for deserting you the way we did.” Ron nodded his head in agreement. ”But like you said, we know how she gets when she is on a roll deducting points. If Ron and I hadn\'t left when we did, we\'d all be serving detention with the cranky bitch.” Harry stated as he crossed his arms to emphasize his point.



“How many times have I asked you not to call her \'cranky bitch\'? Yes, I\'ll admit she is cranky, snarky, and downright unpleasant, but how would you feel if every time you went to see your \'boss\' you were tortured and Crucio\'d within an inch of your lives? I think she has more than earned the right to be a bitch if that\'s what it takes to ease her conscience about the horrors of her past. I know. I know. I\'ll get off my soapbox now. I\'m just sick of hearing you guys\' broken record of \'Snarky Bitch Granger\'! It got old a long time ago.” Severus\' face was set in a firm line accompanied by his raised eyebrow, as if he were challenging them to say something else.



“Nothing else to say? Excellent! Now, I\'d like to eat my dinner so as not to be late for detention. I don\'t want to give her any reason to deduct more points or assign another detention.” Severus reached for the roast beef and began filling his plate.



Severus ate quickly and abruptly stopped when he heard the chiming of the hour. “Sorry to run, but I\'ve got to hit the library before detention. When will you guys be leaving in the morning?”



“Right after breakfast.” Harry told him. “We want to spend as much time in the village as possible. Do you want us to wait for you?”



“No. I expect I\'ll be in detention late into the night, so I\'ll be sleeping in tomorrow. Just meet me at the 3 Broomsticks for lunch. I\'ll see you guys then.” Severus stood and quickly exited the Great Hall.



When he arrived at the library, he was relieved to see that he was alone. He headed straight for the History of Hogwarts section to research the obscure rules and expectations of the previous Head Students. He was expecting to be required to defend his conduct and give examples of previous Head Boy transgressions and their repercussions. As he read he noticed the punishments were more severe for the Head Students as opposed to those for the same infractions by the average student. The point deductions were usually tripled and the number and duration of detentions were often doubled. He read that Harry\'s father James had been Head Boy. When he told Regulus Black to \'mind his fucking business\' Professor Flitwick had deducted 15 points and assigned a two hour detention with Filch. \'FUCK! I\'m dead! If he received the standard punishment then Professor Granger will let me have it full force during detention.\' Severus began hitting his head on the library table at that chilling thought.



He glanced at the clock above Madame Pince\'s desk and noticed he only had 20 minutes until his detention began. Quickly shelving the books, he left the library for the Potions room.



He arrived at the classroom with 3 minutes to spare. As Severus raised his hand to know, he heard the professor purr out a silky “Enter.”



“Mr. Snape. You\'re early. I\'m not surprised that a know-it-all such as yourself would arrive early for detention. Tell me Mr. Snape, what are you expecting to do in tonight\'s detention?”



“I\'m expecting to explain my conduct, perhaps write an essay on why my remarks were inappropriate. To be perfectly honest Professor, I\'m not exactly certain what you\'ll be requiring of me this evening. What I do know is that you only gave me the bare minimum punishment for my coarse language. I\'m expecting to pay for it in spades tonight.” Severus gazed at her with a questioning look upon his face.



“Well, you are correction on one point: I only gave you the minimum required punishment. You\'re really off base with what you\'ll be doing in detention, however. Tonight will consist of an in depth question and answer session. First off, you may want to get comfortable as you\'re going to be here for a while. Take off your robe and have a seat.” Hermione smiled evilly at him.



“If it\'s all the same to you Professor, I\'d rather keep my robe on.” Severus said as he sat in the wingback chair next to the professor\'s desk.



“That wasn\'t a request Mr. Snape. Take off the robe, NOW!” Hermione told him with a determined look on her face.



“Yes Ma\'am” he said as he unbuttoned his robe. He removed it, draped it over the back of his chair and sat back down.



“I suspected as much. Tell me, why you are out of uniform?” she asked with a hint of challenge in her voice. She wanted to know why he was only wearing undergarments beneath his robes.



“It\'s the heat wave Professor. Extra clothing exacerbates the problem. Many of the students are doing the same thing. I wasn\'t expecting to be required to take off my robe. Other wise I would have dressed more appropriately. I\'ll accept any further point deductions and detentions for being inappropriately attired.”



“You would be incorrect in you assessment. I\'m not completely heartless, contrary to popular belief. I can empathize with the need to combat this unbelievable heat. I only wanted an explanation and you provided it. Now, let\'s get started with the questions.” She had a mischievous glint in her eye as she spoke.



Hermione Granger really looked at Severus, almost as if she were sizing him up. She had a million questions running through her mind that all stemmed from a conversation she overheard in the library between the Patil twins regarding Severus Snape.



*FLASHBACK*



\'So, tell me Padma, what was the shagging like? Was he as incredible as I\'ve heard he was?\' Parvati asked her sister.



\'We never got to the shagging.\' Padma said quickly and averted her eyes.



\'What? You didn\'t shag? Why the Hell not?\' Parvati asked incredulously.



\'Have you seen the size of his...cock?\' Padma whispered.



\'I can\'t say I\'ve had the pleasure. He won\'t come near Gryffindor girls. I guess he doesn\'t want the living situation to be weird if it doesn\'t work out. Why? Is he lacking?\' Parvati asked with disappointment written on her face.



\'Lacking? Far from it. Imagine a Bludger bat and you\'ll have the approximate size of Severus Snape\'s cock. I was afraid he would rip me in half. We snogged for a while...Gods can he kiss...and we got so far as to getting out of our clothes. But when it all came down to it, I got scared. He never would have fit. I wouldn\'t have been physically capable of walking away.\'



*END FLASHBACK*



Hermione had been intrigued by his intelligence in her classroom. She marveled at how he held his own in the Department of Mysteries . His dueling skills were outstanding during the final battle this past summer, almost exceeding her own when she was his age. It was only when she heard about his other \'attributes\' that she felt the potential of finding a \'complete package\' in Severus Snape. Now she needed to feel him out to gage if he could and would fulfill her desires.



“So tell me Mr. Snape:how many girls have you shown your private dormitory to?”



“What? I don\'t think...why would you..”Severus was rendered speechless. He didn\'t like how this line of questioning was beginning.



“Let me rephrase that: how often have you taken advantage of having a private room”



“Professor...I don\'t...you see it\'s like...how do you know...UGH!” He was still completely flabbergasted.



“Tsk tsk Mr. Snape. I\'ve never seen the Gryffindor know-it-all at such a loss for words. Give me a moment to relish in the silence...Ah! That was nice. Now, as I was saying, I want to know how many witches you\'ve bedded. I don\'t like my goods to be overly used.” She looked at him expectantly, her eyes clearly demanding an answer.



“I\'ve never actually shagged a witch” Severus said quickly and quietly.



“What was that? Speak up Mr. Snape because I thought you said you had never shagged a witch. I\'ve heard entirely too many of the female Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs bragging about your bedroom prowess to believe that you have never utilized that enormous tool of yours on a witch.”



“I think I would know if I had had sex Professor. My \'enormous tool\' as you so eloquently put it has been the bane of my sex life\'s non-existence. All of the witches I have brought to my room have been scared off because of the size of my \'tool\'. What exactly does your line of questioning have to do with my serving detention?”



“It has everything to do with you detention if you recall what you said that ultimately landed you here. I believe the term was \'Fuck Me!\' I told you that your mouth was making promises you body would eventually have to fulfill. Well, I\'m only collecting on said promise.” Hermione told him with a lustful gaze.



“But you\'re my professor. Isn\'t there some rule against this? Wouldn\'t you lose your...”



“Hush Severus...May I call you Severus?” He nodded in the affirmative. “There is no Hogwarts rule regulating the relationship between a man and a woman and, if I recall correctly, now being seventeen you are considered a man by wizarding standards. Wouldn\'t you want to be with a witch who wouldn\'t run out at the first sight of your arousal? Let me be that witch for you Severus.” She was going all out, putting forth her best effort to get this incredible wizard into her bed. “I guarantee you won\'t be disappointed.”



“Professor, I don\'t...”



“Hermione. Please call me Hermione”



“Hermione. I don\'t believe that you could ever disappoint me. I\'m not certain I could say the same for you though. I\'ve never...ever...with any witch. I\'m not certain that I could live up to your expectations.”



“Don\'t concern yourself with what my expectations may or may not be. If you perform half as well in the bedroom as you do in the Potions room, you will be doing exceptionally well. Now do you have any further reservations about engaging me in that capacity?” she asked, her eyes wide with anticipation.



Severus paused and looked at her for a long moment. It was as if he were looking at her with newfound eyes. He never noticed how remarkably beautiful she was. Yes her hair was often unkempt and greasy looking, but he could overlook that. At first he focused on her face: she had gorgeous almond shaped, amber colored eyes; her nose was small and upturned; she had a perfect set of extremely kissable, plump red lips. His eyes slid down her body and he wasn\'t disappointed with what he found. She had a perfect set of curves in all the right places. His eyes lingered on her breasts which were hugged by her form fitting robe. He felt his cock harden at the thought of burying his face between those luscious mounds of flesh. Severus quickly crossed his legs in an effort to hide the obvious tent in his boxers.



Hermione smirked at his overt arousal and said “I see that your body has no objections to engaging me carnally, but does your mind agree?”



In his lust filled haze, he could only acknowledge her query with a nod. He was no longer capable of higher brain functions, therefore audible responses would not occur.



“Now that I have shut down your ability to articulate, we shall adjourn to my private quarters to continue your detention. But before we do that, I must know that you will not share with anyone anything that happens between us tonight. Regardless of how I may feel about you, you are still my student and I won\'t have people speculating about my private life. Is that clear Severus?”



Snapping out of his non-verbal reprieve, Severus replied “Yes Hermione. I promise what happens between us will remain in your rooms and in the morning you will go back to being \'Professor Granger\'. You have my word.” Severus spoke with the utmost sincerity in his voice.



“Excellent. Now let\'s adjourn to my bedroom.” Severus picked up his robe and bag and followed her through the newly opened bookcase into her private sitting room. He hung his robe and bag on the hooks by the door which slid shut as soon as he crossed the threshold.



Hermione didn\'t speak as she crossed the room to a door on the opposing wall. Prior to entering, she murmured the charms to reactivate the privacy wards and stepped through the open doorway. Severus followed and found himself in her bed chamber. He was surprised not to see \'Slytherin\' oozing from every nook and cranny. Instead he found the room to be decorated in pale, light colors. It was the polar opposite of what he expected the Head of Slytherin\'s rooms to look like.



“You seem shocked that my rooms are not swimming in Slytherin decor. I assure you I am fiercely loyal to my house, but that doesn\'t mean that I want to look at bloody silver and green paraphernalia every waking hour of the day. Even I have my limits. I\'m certain your rooms aren\'t swimming in the Gryffindor red and gold, are they?”



“No they aren\'t. I get enough of those colors from my uniform and house mates. I was only surprised to not see more of your Slytherin side reflected here. But I like it. It puts me slightly more at ease.” Severus said with assurance in his voice.



“I\'m glad you\'re comfortable in my room. It will make tonight\'s activities all the more pleasurable. Now, take off your trainers and socks and sit on my bed.”



Severus quickly acquiesced and eased himself down on the edge of her bed. His eyes were completely focused on her, anticipating what she would do next.



Hermione began unbuttoning her robes. “Scoot back on the bed.” Severus complied, mesmerized by the erotic sight before him. She had dropped her robe on the floor and stood there clad only in her lacy black knickers and heels. Severus gazed in wonderment at her semi-naked form. The robe she had just discarded was not as revealing as it seemed to have been previously. Her breasts were a sight to behold. They were perfectly sized, shaped and sloped. There was no droop or sag to them. The could be considered the Eighth Wonder of the World, they were so exquisite.



As Hermione moved towards him, he found himself hypnotized by the gentle sway of her breasts as she walked across the room.



She climbed up on the bed and straddled his lap, facing him. She cupped his face with her hands and gently pulled his head up to kiss him properly.



She lowered her mouth to his, moving her lips against his soft, plump ones. She gently sucked at his lower lip, nipping the edge and then soothing the bites with her tongue.



Severus opened his mouth to her ministrations, allowing her tongue the entrance it seeked. As she deepened the kiss, his hands slid from their resting position at his sides up her body to cup and caress her breasts. Hermione moaned in pleasure, causing Severus to flick his thumbs repeatedly over her ever hardening nipples.



Hermione\'s hands left his face and skimmed down his back, gathering the material of his shirt in her palms as she worked her way to its edge. Upon reaching her goal, she broke their kiss long enough to bring the shirt up and over his head. As soon as the offending garment left her hands to hit the floor, she resumed her exploration of his mouth and body.



As her hands roamed his back, she felt the jagged scars there. Pulling away regretfully, her eyes questioned him about what she had felt. Rocking back on her haunches, she looked him in the eye while her hands continued their exploration along the front of his chest and stomach, only stopping when her hands ran into more scarring.



Severus took a deep breath as he moved his hands from her breasts to her hips, as if steadying himself for what was to come. He noticed the questioning look in her eyes and he explained exactly how the scars came to reside on his body.



“I apologize for the transgressions against you by the members of my House.” Hermione told him somberly. “I regret that their actions scarred you in such a way both physically and emotionally. But, had that not happened you would not be the man I see before me. And as demented as it might sound, I am grateful.”



“Not nearly as grateful as I am” Severus said with all seriousness and sincerity. His lips found hers once more as his hands moved slowly up her back. His hands stilled in bewilderment at what he found. Running his fingers up and down her back, he got a clearer picture of her scars. It was his turn to question her wounds.



Seeing the confusion on his face, Hermione responded to his unasked question. “It\'s a scar tree. To go along with my dark mark, Voldemort thrashed me with a cursed whip which formed the tree\'s trunk. For every transgression, he would add a branch in the same manor in which he created the trunk. As you can probably tell, the Dark Lord was ofter displeased with me. I can understand if you are repulsed by it. It\'s nothing but a constant reminder of my servitude to Voldemort. It\'s more permanent than the dark mark that no longer graces my arm. It\'s Voldemort\'s way of taunting my from Hell.” Hermione spoke in a low, grim voice.



“Don\'t think of it as a reminder of Voldemort\'s hold over you. It\'s a testament to all you endured to save the wizarding world from that megalomaniac. To me it\'s an intricate display of proof that your soul is not blackened or broken. It\'s a symbol of you inner strength and your determination to rid the world of that evil despot. That makes you even more beautiful to me.” When Severus finished speaking, his mouth returned to hers and his hands found their way to the edge of the knickers.



When his hand eased underneath the waistband, Hermione\'s grip on his hair tightened. She hissed “Yeesss!” when his fingers brushed against her swollen and throbbing clit. Severus swirled two fingers gently around her clit, allowed them to dip briefly into her slick warmth, only to ease back out and encircle her clit again.



After several minutes of this exquisite torture, Hermione\'s breathing quickened and she panted against his mouth. “Sweet Merlin Severus! Where the Hell did you learn to do that? Didn\'t you tell me you\'re a virgin? I mean...Oh Gods! Severus! Ahhh!” With each plunge of his fingers, he made the \'come hither\' motion and stroked her G-spot, sending her over the blissful edge.



Hermione\'s brain went blank as she rode out her orgasm, wiping out all cognitive thought. She couldn\'t tell who or where she was. Her focus was on riding out this pleasure wave for as long as possible.



As her body slowly came back to reality, she openly praised him for his abilities. “That was the most intense orgasm of my life. Where did you learn that?”



“Wizarding Kama Sutra.”



“Naturally you learned it from a book.”



“But I\'ve also has some practical applications. I might still be a virgin, but that doesn\'t mean I\'ve never fooled around with a witch before. I\'m not completely naive.” Severus looked slightly crestfallen at her response to his handiwork.



“I honestly didn\'t mean that the way you perceived it. I\'ve never had an orgasm from a man\'s hands alone. We\'ll consider that the beginning of many firsts of the evening. Shall we begin our second \'first\'?” she questioned. She continued when she noticed the uncertainty in his eyes. “I want to suck your cock Severus. I want to see exactly what sends the girls running from you.” Her hands skimmed down his torso to the elastic of his boxers.



Rising from the bed, she took his hand and pulled him into a standing position. She eased her hands into the waistband of his boxers and lowered them in one slow, fluid motion. She dropped to her knees as his boxers moved over his thighs. Without any warning, Severus\' erection sprang free of its silky confine and smacked Hermione along the side of her face.



“Sweet Circe and Merlin above, Severus!” Hermione moaned when she got his boxers down to his ankles. “The Gods were feeling extremely generous when you were created. Oh, I am one fortunate woman indeed” she proclaimed as she encouraged him to step out of his remaining garment and lay back on the bed. She quickly divested her body of her knickers and shoes then crawled back onto the bed with Severus.



Firmly grasping his cock with her hand, she stroked her thumb across the head, wiping away the sticky moisture she found there. She released her hold on him long enough to draw her damp thumb into her mouth. “Mmmm! You taste even better than I hoped you would. By the way: I don\'t spit. I swallow. And I\'m expecting you to give me a lot to swallow in more than one respect” she told him with anticipation all throughout her voice.



Hermione lowered herself until her lips met the head of his cock. She swirled her tongue around the head, licking off more of the salty fluid oozing out of the tip. When she took the head into her snug mouth, Severus released the breath he was holding as a sharp hiss. “Yes Hermione! Yeesss!”



She alternated between just sucking the head of his cock and licking his entire shaft, thoroughly wetting his length in preparation for an intense blow job.



When she could stand it no longer, she drew his cock into her mouth. He had a sweet musky smell about him that was heady. Hermione began to feel woozy from the fullness engulfing her mouth.



Hermione relaxed her gag reflex in an effort to draw him deeper still. It was only when she felt the threshold of resistance in her throat that she began sucking him in earnest.



The complete inundation of his cock in her tight, hot mouth was almost more than he could bear. He began to think revolting thoughts in a last ditch effort to delay his orgasm. \'Hagrid in a bikini! Naked Trelawney can-can! Hagrid in a bikini! Naked Trelawney can-can!\' Even those thoughts were no match for the pleasurable friction caused by Hermione\'s mouth and hands. They were creating a magic all their own, giving Severus pleasures he never knew existed. Wrapping his fingers in her curly hair, he moaned “Oh Gods Hermione! Don\'t stop! That feels so...Oh Fuck! I\'m coming! Ugh!” He released his hold on her hair, clenching the bed sheets in a white knuckle death grip while thrusting his pelvis towards her face.



True to her word, she swallowed every drop of what he gave her. She seemed to relish in the reality of Severus Snape losing control with her.



After what seemed like hours, but in reality was only a few moments, Severus\' orgasm slowly subsided.



All Severus managed to articulate during his post-orgasmic haze was “Holy Fuck Hermione! That was incredible!”



“I\'m glad you\'re pleased. Perhaps you\'ll be more inclined to reciprocate in the future?” She looked at him questioningly. “Not tonight though. I wish to save that first for a special occasion. Even if it\'s not an actual first for you, it will be for us.” Hermione sighed contentedly.



“Reciprocate in the future? You mean there\'s potential for a repeat performance?”



“Of course. Now that I know what all of the girls at Hogwarts have been skipping out on, don\'t expect to stray too far from my bed after you graduate. Until then, we will need to practice the utmost discretion regarding our intimate activities.”



“Absolutely. We wouldn\'t want anyone to believe I received an O in Potions because I was shagging the teacher, would we?”



“An O in Potions? Mr. Snape I do believe you\'re having delusions of grandeur.” Hermione said snickering at his impertinence.



“Well you were the one who said \'if you\'re half as good in the bedroom as you are in the Potions room\' if I recall correctly. If I manage to \'exceed your expectations\' tonight, will you at least consider the possibility that I might actually deserve an O in your class?”



“Perhaps. You\'ll have your work cut out for you tonight. I expect multiple orgasms. Do you think you can deliver?” Hermione asked with a small smirk on her face.



“Of that I am certain. Are you ready for more?” he asked emphasizing his query when his hardening cock nudged her thigh.



“Oh yes. I can see that you\'re ready for round two as well. Why don\'t you...Oh Gods! Severus! Yes! Work your magic on me!”



Severus had begun encircling her swollen clit once more. He eased two fingers into her soaking wet channel and began an encore performance of his earlier ministrations. Within mere moments, Severus had Hermione moaning and writhing in his extremely gifted hands. “Dear Gods Severus! Oh Yes! Right there! Ahh! Right there! Don\'t stop! Please!” She moaned out these last few statements as she felt the beginnings of her orgasm slam into her.



Feeling the fluttering of her orgasm around his fingers, he quickly rolled her onto her back and nuzzled his thighs between her open legs. Placing his cock at her soaking wet entrance, he searched her eyes for the subtle sign of approval.



Recognizing her nonverbal permission, Severus slammed his turgid length in to the hilt. He stilled himself as he gradually grew accustomed to the wet tightness that surrounded him.



“Oh Gods Severus! Do that again!”



He slowly withdrew from her heat and thrust back into her. “Oh Hermione! Oh you feel so good!” He began a languid pace. He drew her legs about his waist, allowing Hermione to bring his body closer to hers.



He dropped down to his elbows in order to bring their faces next to each other\'s. Hermione dug her heels into his arse, urging him to thrust deeper still. “Oh fuck me Severus! Fuck me hard!” Hermione implored to her lover.



He drew her kiss swollen lower lip into his mouth. He moaned against her lips when her nails found purchase along his back. Releasing her lip, he sighed a long hiss, then whispered to her “you want it like this” emphasizing each word with a deeper penetration than the last.



“Gods yes Severus! Don\'t stop! PLEASE don\'t stop!” At this she brought he legs from around his waist up to surround his chest, changing the angle and giving him room for deeper penetration.



“Hermione, I can\'t last much longer. Come for me. Please! Oh!” He hit a particularly deep spot, sending her over once more, causing her voice to keen.



“IEEE! Sev-er-usss! That\'s the spot!” she shrieked out as he stroked her deeply again.



Severus felt his balls start to tighten and tingle. He stroked a few more times before he couldn\'t hold back any longer and he began spilling his seed deep against her womb. “Hermione!” he moaned as he emptied himself into her heat. It was during these final few strokes that he brought his hand down to her swollen sex and slowly rubbed her clit between his thumb and forefinger.



It was this very motion that caused Hermione\'s pussy to clamp down on his cock so hard that he couldn\'t have pulled out of her even if he wanted to. “Sweet Merlin Severus! I\'m coming! Oh!” Her pussy began to undulate around his softening cock, milking even more from his spent body.



As her orgasm subsided, he slipped from her body with an audible pop. Severus dropped down to lay beside her, his body exhausted from their activities.



Hermione spoke first. “I cannot say that you will receive an O in the Potions classroom, but you have more than earned your Outstanding in this room. That was the most mind blowing sex I have ever had Severus. If I didn\'t know differently, I would swear this wasn\'t your first time.” She moved her hand to wipe the sweat from his brow and she looked him square in the eye. “You aren\'t having regrets are you?” she asked when she noticed the pensive look on his face.



A cold wave of fear gripped him like a vice. “I didn\'t cast the contraceptive charm Hermione! I could very well have just impregnated you. Oh Gods! How could I be so irresponsible?” He buried his face in his hands, not wanting her to see the look of pure terror on his face.



“It\'s alright Severus. I have plenty of Morning After potion in my private stores. As long as I take it within 24 hours, I won\'t be pregnant” she told him with assurance in her voice.



Severus breathed a long sigh of relief. “That is very reassuring, thank you. I\'ll be better prepared in the future.” He gave her a quick smile and continued on “I couldn\'t have imagined my first time being anymore incredible than this was. I don\'t have words to express it any other way.” Severus turned his head to look at her, searching her expression for some inclination as to how she was feeling.



“You don\'t need to say anything else. Let\'s just enjoy the moment Severus.”



After a few minutes of basking in their after glow, Severus reached down and pulled the pale green sheet over them. “Who would have thought that a heat wave would bring us to this?” Both snickered at that concept and settled in close to let sleep overtake them.