The Price was Right

A/N: Please be aware. This chapter contains graphic descriptions of anal intercourse (consensual, not rape). If this is not your thing, skip the last couple of paragraphs, OK? Don't say I didn't give you the Heads Up... lmao!





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He walked towards her and took her in his arms, holding her close. She wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head against his chest. He could feel her heart beating and tightened his hold on her. Gods he loved this witch.



He took her hand in his, leading her to the edge of the bed. Hermione looked at him as he removed his silk scarf and unbuttoned the top buttons of his white shirt, her eyes wide as she gazed at him. He was so gorgeous she was starting to melt inside, but her body was tense as she sat there. Severus noticed and sighed inwardly. He had hoped she was going to enjoy this but now….



‘Relax, Hermione, for gods sake.’ He snapped at her a little. A pulse was jumping in his face and she could tell he was starting get irritated with her. They hadn’t argued often but when they did, the house elves all ran for cover.



Hermione looked down a little. ‘I am trying Severus, really. Get me a drink, please…a large one.’



Severus strode purposefully to the bottle of Firewhisky and poured them both two large measures. He handed Hermione hers and she sipped it slowly before knocking it back in one and almost choking to death. Severus looked at her and couldn’t help but laugh. He knew she was doing her best to overcome her anxiety for him and he gave up being cross with her. He was a big man in the trouser department. Of course she was nervous. But he was well prepared and so would she be. He knew she would learn to love it.



‘Silly witch…’ he murmured and chuckled as tears ran down her face, the Firewhisky burning her throat.



Severus sat beside her and put his arm around her shoulder, tipping her chin up to look into her face. ‘Kiss me, Hermione, I’m not a monster, you don’t need to be scared of me, darling…’



Hermione smiled at him broadly. He had never called her darling before. His voice was as smooth as dark chocolate. She closed her eyes and tipped her face to his. Their lips met and she felt a familiar spark of desire building within her. This was the Severus she knew, her amazing, caring and attentive lover. Of course he wouldn’t hurt her. She loved every wonderful inch of him and she wanted him, badly.



Severus waved his wand and his Firewhisky floated over to them as he pulled away from her gently. He held the glass to her lips. ‘Have some more, it tastes good on you and it will help. I want you to enjoy this, Hermione…and you will, I promise.’



Hermione took a long gulp, not coughing this time. The alcohol was starting to course through her veins and she began to lose her inhibitions, not that she had many where Severus was concerned, apart from him fucking her in the arse. It had been a drawn out debate, which she had previously been able to back away from. But one day, when her ankles were in the air and he was holding back, not letting her come, he made her promise. She had been so desperate for release, she would have agreed to anything.



She stared into his eyes, her mouth parted a little. Severus recognised that look of desire and passion and tipped the Firewhisky down his own throat in one, swallowing quickly and throwing the glass on the floor before pushing her back onto the bed. He laid on top her, both of them fully clothed as they kissed frantically. Severus ran his hands up and down her silky dress, her nipples starting to push upwards as he caressed her breasts.



‘Hermione, gods… you feel so good, witch.’ He thrust his tongue into her mouth, tasting her and Firewhisky. It was a heady mix. His head was spinning a little with want.



Hermione was gasping beneath him, his erection was pushing into her thigh. Gods he felt hard. A trickle of moisture slid between her thighs, soaking her satin panties and making her feel so wet. Her clit was already throbbing, she wanted to come already. It was like he had flicked her ‘on’ switch as soon as he kissed her. Hermione was trembling as he brushed her nipples with his thumbs, kissing her deeply. She needed more.



‘Severus.. I need to come… now…’ She moaned in his mouth.



‘Horny witch…’ he chuckled. ‘Let’s see…’ He lowered his hand to the hem of her dress and pushed her thighs apart a little, his fingers brushing over the fabric of her knickers. Gods, she was soaking. He grinned against her mouth a little. ‘Oh Merlin… you are ready, aren’t you?’



‘Gods, yes…so ready Severus…’ Hermione pushed her pussy down onto his hand.



Severus slipped his fingers under the fabric and moved them through her wet labia, thrusting a finger deeply inside her sheath. He kept kissing her, his tongue probing her mouth as she started to writhe over his hand. He moved his fingers to her clit and moved quickly, thrumming her firmly. Hermione moaned into his mouth, her hips bucking upwards and rolling beneath him.



Her eyes rolled back in her head and she cried out.


‘Oh shit! Severus!!!’



She came hard, shaking beneath him as he continued to softly stroke her nether lips, spreading her come over her and dipping his fingers into it. She slowly came back to him and he withdrew his hand, licking her juices off his hand and sharing some with her.



‘You come so beautifully, Hermione…’ He rasped hoarsely. His erection was painful and he needed his release before they could move forward, otherwise he really would hurt her in his urgency.



‘I want to feel you inside me, Severus… make love to me.’ She spoke softly, her eyes glassy with tears.



Severus removed his wand and divestoed his own clothing before standing and pulling her to her feet.



‘I want to unwrap you…’ he murmured in her ear and kissed the back of her neck, sending little shivers down her spine. He deftly unfastened the zip of her dress and slipped the straps over her arms, tenderly stroking her shoulders and drinking her in with his eyes. He held the dress as Hermione stepped out of it and his eyes widened as he saw the basque, her soft, creamy breasts encased prettily and pushed upwards for his enjoyment, nipples erect through the stain fabric. The boning nipped in her already slim waist and with her hair tied in such a sophisticated way, she looked exquisite. He stepped back and stared at her. He already knew she was beautiful. It hadn’t occurred to him that she could be totally stunning. She had done this for him and he could see how much she adored him. He cursed under his breath. Damn her for being married. He would have asked her himself at this moment.



‘You look incredible…’ he breathed and walked around her, appreciating every inch of her, the way her back scooped out at the top of her buttocks, the soft curve of her arse, her shapely legs, her elegant neck. She was perfect.



Hermione smiled at him slowly. It felt like he was seeing her for the first time and she was on fire as his eyes gazed on her. She stared back at him, his cock upright and straining against his flat stomach, jerking with small movements as he looked at her, his sinewy muscles still well-defined, his skin pale and smooth except for a trail of hair leading down from his abdomen to his crotch and the faded tattoo on his forearm. He had scars like a map all over his body, mostly on his back, some thick welts. The marks of a hero, Hermione called them. His legs were long and firm, his buttocks mostly muscle and they tightened deliciously when he was pumping into her. The thought made her remember the task in hand.



‘Severus… you should be fucking me by now….’ She purred at him sexily. She loved the way he was staring at her. She wasn’t expecting him to tell her what he was thinking, however.



He walked over to where she was standing and took her hands in his, staring deeply into her amber eyes. His face was full of passion for her.



‘If you were free, I would marry you, witch… now, where we stand…’ He spoke with raw emotion, a catch in his voice. He had never been so honest with anyone.



Hermione stared back at him; her eyes welling with tears. ‘I wish I were free…’ she spoke softly and the tears fell from her eyes and spilled over her cheeks untapped.



He made no move to stop her crying. He wanted to cry himself. He was so overwhelmed by their admission. But Severus Snape did not cry. He showed his emotions in other ways. He lifted her effortlessly and laid her on the bed, grabbing her panties and ripping them from her. His eyes were burning as he stared at her sex, so ripe and wet.



‘Spread your legs…’ he demanded. He wasn’t whispering now, he was taking control and in a short while he would take a part of her no other man had, but first, he needed to fuck her.



Hermione was still crying silently, emotion washing over her in waves. He had all but proposed to her and she cried for what might have been and grateful tears for what they had. Still she complied. She could rarely refuse him. She lifted her legs and spread them wide before him.



Severus knelt between her thighs and inserts two fingers inside her wet pussy, thrusting them firmly in and out. Hermione closed her eyes and sighed. It was delicious. Leaning over her, he kissed the mounds of her breasts as they spilled over the top of her basque and with hi free hand, he dipped in and pulled each breast free of the confines of the satin, taking a nipple in his mouth and sucking and biting firmly.



Hermione squealed with pleasure and started to grind herself onto his hand. Severus couldn’t wait any longer, his cock was so tight it was painful. He removed his fingers and with a smooth movement he thrust his thick cock into her gaping hole and grunted with pleasure. This time was for him. He had to show her what she meant to him, he needed her to understand.



‘I want you to look at me witch, don’t close your eyes… see me…’ he grunted hoarsely at her, raising himself up on his arms and staring into her eyes.



Hermione understood him better than he thought and opened her eyes without question. He was going to show her how he loved her. She was ready.



Severus said nothing to Hermione for the next 30 minutes. His body did the talking for him and he thrust into her, at times fast and frantic, other times he slowed his movements and caressed his cock with her warm, wet sheath. Hermione was whimpering and crying beneath him, orgasm after orgasm ripping through her. And all the time she kept her eyes open on his face, never breaking his gaze.



Severus began to moan as he felt her tighten around him again. He moved his hands to her hips and raised her a little off the bed, cradling her with his upper arms as he curled himself into her again and again. He placed his hands on her hips and started to thrust her on and off his thick cock and watched as he entered her over and over. He lost control and raising himself onto his arms again, rammed her with brute force onto the bed. Hermione couldn’t move or think, all she could do was look at his face.



Severus stiffened and arched his back as his cock exploded inside her. He said nothing, he didn’t scream or cry out. All of his emotions were in the intensity of his orgasm and without wanting too, he began to sob uncontrollably. He wanted her to be his, always. His weeping was wracking his body and Hermione pulled him to her and cradled him in her arms, gently stroking his silky hair, caressing his shoulders as his tears ran over her breasts. He couldn’t stop even though he wanted to. They lay there for a long time, even after Severus had stopped weeping, he felt comforted by her arms and Hermione’s heart was full as she held his cheek to her breast.



Severus lifted his head and smiled at her. ‘I apologise..’ he whispered.



‘Don’t, Severus.. you should never be sorry for showing how you feel about me. I love you. I’m sorry things are the way they are…’ Hermione stroked his face with her hands.



Severus bent his head to her and kissed her firmly, his tongue licking her mouth gently. She smiled and opened her lips, allowing his tongue access. She licked the tip of his tongue with hers and felt his cock hardening inside her. Hermione started to laugh and he pulled away, his eyebrow raised.



‘You are insatiable, Severus!’ She laughed again then looked at him seriously. ‘I want to fulfil my promise…’ she whispered.



‘I know you do, my love…’ he smiled at her and slowly withdrew his cock, still glistening from their orgasms. ‘We need to prepare ourselves, especially as this is your first time.’



Severus stood up from the bed and opened a drawer in the dresser. He pulled out a bottle of clear liquid and then picked up his wand. He flicked it and divestoed Hermione’s basque, making her jump a little. He chuckled as she glared at him.



‘I need to clarify you…’ he spoke softly. ‘It may feel a little strange, although I have heard some people like it.’



He pointed his wand at her stomach and muttered ‘Scourgio’. Hermione had never heard that spell before but she understood immediately what it was doing. She felt a tingling around her anus, which travelled down her sphincter, tickling a little as she was fully cleansed inside.



‘That was different…’ she smile at him.



‘If you want to change your mind tell me now, because once we start, we can’t stop. It could cause serious damage to you if I try and withdraw too soon.’



Hermione liked her lips. She was wet already at the thought of it and she shook her head. ‘I want to. I really want to…’ She grabbed his hand and thrust him between her thighs. She was dripping again and he smiled at her.



‘You’re as bad as me witch… now, turn over..’ he smiled at her, his eyes glinting. He was going to enjoy this.



Hermione rolled onto her front and heard Severus open the bottle of clear liquid. He bent over her and kissed the back of her neck, his lips tracing a line down her spine until he arrived at her buttocks. He caressed them gently and ran his finger, then his tongue, between her cheeks. Grasping her arse in his hands her pulled her buttocks apart slightly and used his tongue to wet her puckered anus, slicking over and over. Hermione squirmed, it felt amazing. Severus tipped a little of the clear liquid down her crease and using his finger, began to massage the lubricant around her orifice, slowly inserting his finger a little, then removing it again, going further and further each time. With his other hand he began to thrum Hermione’s clit to help her relax and she started to gasp at the two sensations. His finger felt amazing inside her and she started to move her bottom back towards his hand with each new thrust of his finger, until he was smoothly slipping into her with no resistance and she was moaning with each thrust.



Severus was panting with excitement, beads of sweat forming along his upper lip. Gods he wanted to be in her, but he knew he needed to take his time. He removed his hands and kissed her buttocks before grasping her hips and pulling her back onto her knees, her pretty arse in the air for the taking. He leaned over her, cupping her breasts and squeezing her nipples. Hermione’s orgasm was close.



‘Do it now Severus…’ she moaned. Severus smiled, he knew she would love it.



He tipped the remaining lubricant into the palm of his hand and spread it liberally over the length and the head of his cock. He was wet and slick and he wiped the remaining liquid over her orifice again, although she was still slippery from his earlier preparations.



He placed the tip of his cock at the entrance to her anus and moved himself slightly over it. Hermione gasped and pushed back a little. Gods, she desperately wanted to know how good it would feel. Slowly and without withdrawing, Severus pushed himself inside her tight little hole until his head disappeared. He closed his eyes and gasped a little. Fuck she felt tight.



Hermione cried out at his insertion, it stung a little and she winced. ‘Merlin! Severus…’ she cried out.



‘Patience my love… it will hurt a little but it will soon be like heaven on earth…’



He pushed himself further, until half of him was sheathed inside her. She felt amazing and the sight of his cock disappeared up that sweet hole was making him shake slightly. He was so ready to fill her with his seed.



Hermione gasped. It felt incredible and she tightened her sphincter against him a little.


‘Ahh…’ Severus gasped and began to thrust back and forth slowly.



Hermione’s head dropped to the pillow and she bit her lip. Gods, Severus was right, it did feel exquisite. She started to tremble and moved her hand to her pussy, thrumming herself as Severus thrust in and out of her. He was too big to risk thrusting his whole length into her the first time but this was enough to keep him more than happy.



Hermione started to whimper as her orgasm built and she thrust her arse backwards as Severus thrust forwards, causing him to disappear fully inside her. They both cried out with surprise and pleasure.



‘Oh gods, Hermione!’ He gasped as he felt himself gripped within her and started to throb. His eyes were wide open. He was buried into her to the hilt. It sent him over the edge. He thrust inside her over and over, trying to keep his movements slow but failing as he heard her scream his name with her orgasm.



‘Fuck me Severus!’ She cried out to him.



‘Gods, Yessss!’ He shouted and with three firm thrusts, he stiffened and jerked his semen hard into her tight sheath and felt her sphincter tightened against him as she came down from her own orgasm. With one final spurt of come, he withdrew from her and she collapsed gratefully onto the soft bed. Severus joined her and pulled her into his chest, stroking her hair and kissing her face over and over.



‘My beautiful witch… Gods Hermione, you were amazing…’ he kissed her softly and she smiled.



‘I loved it…’ she grinned at him and they started to laugh.









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OK...no longer an anal fan fic virgin! whoo hoo...opinions please, I know its not everyones cuppa, but you know Severus...

a/n: there were a few typos..its sorted...