Voyeur

A/N: So here’s yet another chapter this week. *Big Grins* The muse is on fire and I’m loving it. Lets see how long she can keep this up! Big thanks to Jeanette for helping me with part of this.

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You wake up with a warm body pressed against you. Rolling your head to the side you see Severus. You don’t remember coming to his room. In fact the last thing you remember was reaching orgasm while pressed against the door to the potions classroom.

You really wish this wasn’t the situation. You were supposed to study with Harry and Ron after detention. They’re going to be asking why you never met up with them. You can’t explain this to them, they’d never understand. Well, maybe Harry would understand, but Ron? Not bloody likely.

You move to get up and Severus arm snakes around you, pinning you in place. “I have to go,” you say, gritting your teeth, straining against him.

“No you don’t. You can stay here until breakfast,” he says, his mouth lightly brushing your ear with his last word.

You want to stay. “I can’t stay. I need to get back before Harry and Ron wake up.”

“Oh,” he says, letting you get up and dressed. You make your way to leave and he follows you. You’re almost to the door when you hear a knock. Startled you boreezreeze in place. Severus conjures his robes and you hide to the side of the armoire.

“What do you want?” he snaps as he opens the door.

“I heard Hermione, sir. I would like to talk to her,” you hear a voice say.

“Well you were imagining things,” Severus says, trying to close the door in the other’s face.

“No, I am not, Professor Snape. I know a lot more than you think I do. So you had better let me talk to her.” Aha! It’s Malfoy. What does he know, you wonder as you step out from your hiding place.

“I’m here. What do you want Malfoy?” you ask, irritated.

“I couldn’t help but overhear as I passed by that you were worried about the Weasel and Potter,” he said smirking.

“And your point is?” you ask, your hands crossing in front of your chest.

“Just that you have nothing to worry about. They already know. Well Harry knows. And Ron, well he is going to find out in about five minutes.” His smirk didn’t fade. You take a moment to process what he’s said, but it doesn’t make sense.

“First off, how did you know? Secondly since when do you call them Harry and Ron? And thirdly why would Harry tell Ron something that isn’t his to tell?” Severus just looked on bemused as his two star pupils bantered.
“I know because I saw it with my very eyes last night. Harry knows because he saw it the time before that. And to answer the other questions, I started calling Harry, Harry a long time ago. Ron, wellt wat was just last night. And I’m sure it will come up in their pillow talk this morning.”

Your jaw drops, “Huh? I am so confused.” Draco lets out a frustrated sigh and begins to tell you everything. How he had Harry’s cloak last night. How after returning to Harry’s room he fell asleep with him. How Ron woke them up. What their current relationship is. It was all quite surprising. Yet not.

Severus choked on thin air when Draco told him about watching the two of you in the classroom last night. You say that you had thought someone was there. Severus says the same, and asks, “Well did you enjoy it?” Draco blushes and leaves the room without a second glance. Severus laughs. You smile. His laugh is wonderful, if only he’d do it more often.

“Looks like you don’t need to go rushing back to Gryffindor Tower,” he says. You grin.

“No, I don’t. But I still need a shower,” you say, hoping he gets the point. Obviously he does, because before you can even react he has stripped the both of you naked with a flick of his wand, and is leading you to the bathroom.

Your eyes grow wide when you see the size of his shower. It’s big enough for several people and has two showerheads. You sadly wonder whether the second showerhead ever got much use or whether it was just there taunting him. Rubbing in his face that he was alone. You quickly push the thought away when you notice that the two showerheads are positioned to spray in the center.

Severus turns on the shower, and pulls you close to him and into the warm spray. Leaning down he captures your mouth in his. The sensation of the water is positively delightful on its own, and his kisses make it that much better.

You feel as though you are in heaven and begin kissing him back feverishly. His hands begin tracing patterns on your back; the water flowing over his finger, disrupting the spray of the water, sending delicious shivers through your body. Your hands run through his damp hair, holding him to you. Your tongues battling for control.

Severus moves his mouth from yours and you whimper in protest. You pout your lower lip and use your brown eyes to your advantage. He smirks at you before tilting you backwards so that he can have access to your erect nipples. He liy niy nips at them and you groan in pleasure, “Mmmm, Severus.” And he nips harder and your moans increase. His tongue flickers out to tease and soothe between nips. You feel like you’re going to fall, your knees feel like jelly and you’re sure you’re going to sm, sm, and he hasn’t even touched your clitoris.

He feels you fall and clasps you tighter to him, lifting you with his strong arms. He brings his mouth down seeking yours as he centers himself at your entrance. In a smooth motion he penetrates you with both tongue and cock, the double entry thrilling you as your folds close around him. You wrap your legs around him and he leans you against the wall for support. Your mouth finds his once again, his one hand rests against the wall, and the other is tucked tight up against your arse, helping support you as he begins thrusting.

You want to throw your head back, it feels so good; realizing that throwing your head back last night was the cause of your not remembering going to Severus’ rooms, you resist the urge. Instead you lean into him, causing him to push closer to the wall,owinowing it to support you. He moves the arm that was previously supporting you and slides it between your bodithe the water from the shower giving it a smooth journey. His fingers find your clitoris and begin stroking you in the same rhythm as his thrusts.

You’re screaming his name over and over, throwing in ‘Dear Merlin’s, ‘yes’s, and an assortment of mild obscenities as the most powerful orgasm you’ve ever experienced rips through your body. You feel yourself clenching hard around his cock, nearly stopping his thrusting movements. Severus lets out a deep moan of, “Dear gods, Hermione,” as he reaches his own orgasm.

You stay interlocked and panting against the wall for several minutes before either one of you can move. Slowly Severus helps you back to your feet and kisses you again. “Welly lly do need to wash up,” you hear yourself say, and he reaches for the soap and begins washing your flushed body. Now, this, you think, is something you could get used to.

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A/N 2: Big thanks to all who have reviewed. Keep them coming.

Nesscafe: Thanks! The Ron thing was completely unplanned… the muse just pushed me to do it...

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Frulie: I love my Draco too… he’s quite the character.

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Rilla: I’ve never written 2nd person for this long, never tried to. I am glad you like the story, and it’s so great to get a review from someone who’s work I really enjoy.

Coriander: To be honest when I started writing it I barely had an idea of where I was going with it. But then when I decided to continue the story I knew even less of where I was going. I swear my muse is guiding me on this.