An Unusual Punishment for Hermione

She turned around and reached for his trousers. He didn’t resist. Roughly, she pushed them down round his knees. She reached through his boxer shorts and drew his rock hard cock out through the fly. Fuck, it was big. Bigger than she had imagined. The flutters in her stomach which had been there for the last five and a half hours intensified. She grabbed it, wrapped her fingers around it and started to pump it up and down. Within no time, the end was starting to glisten.

His head was thrown back. His knees started to tremble. Shit it has been so long since a woman had been anywhere near him. He was not going to last more than ten seconds at this rate and there was so much more he wanted to do to her.

“Stop,” he said hoarsely. “For Merlins sake Hermione, stop! You’re going to finish this too soon if you carry on like that.”

He looked into her eyes and for the first time, he smiled.
“You called me Hermione,” she said astonished.
“Do you have any idea how hard it has been to keep being your teacher?” He replied, “I was so pissed off when you decided to return to Hogwarts. You’ve grown into one of the most intelligent, beautiful women I have ever known Hermione and I have been dreaming of this for the last nine months.”
“I, I…” Hermione was actually lost for words. Then he leaned in and kissed her. The kiss was hard and fast. His tongue was exploring her mouth, moving slowly around her teeth. He bit her bottom lip gently, then continued to kiss her neck and around her ears.

Hermione sighed. Snape’s hands moved towards the buttons on her shirt and he slowly undid them, following his hands with his mouth as he kissed her chest. Without removing either her shirt or tie, he slipped his long, supple fingers around her bra till he reached the fastening at the back. With one gentle squeeze he released her breasts and then muttered “Evanesco”. Her bra vanished and his hands reached under her shirt for her breasts, cupping them together.

Oh fuck, he had totally lost control now. Her breasts were so soft, so silky, so big. He couldn’t believe how big they were. He could caress them all day without getting bored. He could see her nipples through her shirt. So hard in contrast to those lovely smooth breasts. They were pointing straight to him, calling out, insisting that he slid them gently into his mouth. He moved his lips further down her neck, kissing gently across her collar bone. Then, so slowly, so cautiously, he slid her right nipple into his mouth.

Why, why, why did books not tell you it was supposed to feel like this? Those fumblings with Ron in the boy’s dormitory had nothing on the exquisite sensations she was experiencing now. Ron was still a boy; Severus was a man. “Oooh!” She squeaked as Snape’s teeth touched her nipple. He looked up at her with those smouldering black eyes. She could see the smile, though his lips were wrapped around her breast. Then, without warning, he pushed her breasts in, so that her nipples were as close together as possible. His tongue flicked expertly between them and then, somehow, both of her nipples were in his mouth. She threw her head back and almost giggled with pleasure.

Her breasts were perfect. But he wanted more. So much more. He moved back to kiss her on the lips. His hands both found her waist and he tenderly lifted her on to the edge of his desk. Very slowly, he placed a hand on her knee and coaxed her legs apart so that he could sand between them. His eyes met hers again and he smiled at her. She grinned back as her eyes glinted.

“Evanesco,” she thought hard, concentrating on Severus’ clothes.