The Hogwarts' Men's Club

AN/Sorry took so long…lost smut quill had to get new one. Still breaking it in. Also in response to those who reviewed the challenge. PWP.


The Last Hour

Severus was in a very nasty temper as he patrolled the halls. Damn fucking idiots. The men were three down from the ladies and there was only one hour left before the bet was completed. It did not help matters that he see seen Fleur leading Neville Longbottom by his tie. She gave Severus a superior look as she closed her office door.

There was nothing to do but to leave the castle tomorrow. He would be buggered if he was going to appear in the Great Hall in fairy wings and a harp. He had more than done his share; in fact he had successfully shagged every seventeen-year-old female in the castle except for one. Hermione Granger. Not that he could now, for she was probably asleep in her bed at this hour even if it were a Friday night.

Passing the clodoordoor to the DADA classroom he stopped. There, he heard it again. The simpering giggle of a female. Relishing in the thought of deducting a large amount of house points and giving a detention with Filch tomorrow night, two less students to see the degradation, he opened the door. His eyes narrowed then widened. Lupin was leaning over a ripe young female who was draped on the teacher’s desk. Severus started to back out the door when his eyes adjusted to the darkness and he saw the tumble of bushy brown hair. Angry, he slammed the door with such force that it loosened dust from the surrounding stones.

Hermione sat up quickly pulling her uniform shirt together but not before Severus was afforded a delicious view of full breasts and hardened nipples. “Well, well, well,” he snarled crossing his arms. “And what do we have here? The Head girl trying to earn extra points?”

“Severus,” Remus said warningly. What was he up to? He needed to be on with his own business tonight. Remus had saved Hermione for last not wanting to use her this way but not having much choice. Actually he wished he could have just told her what this was all about but it was forbidden. A quick shag on the desk before the midnight hour, then taking her to his rooms to make love properly to her all night.

“Leave us Severus.”

“I think not,” Severus smirked, feeling his cock pressing against his trousers. He had sworn he wasn’t going to take Granger, but seeing her so wantonly displayed he was beginning to change his mind.

Remus spoke softly to Hermione then walked quickly over to Severus. “What are you doing? Shouldn’t you be out finding your own girl? We only have an hour.”

“That is the point Lupin. I have only one left.” Severus looked meaningfully at Hermione. Remus’ heart sunk.

“Seems we have a spot of a problem then.”

Severus’ eyebrows rose. Was Lupin lying? As if reading his mind Remus continued. “I haven’t been with her since the New Year.”

Both men turned to look at the girl who was blushing furiously clutching, her shirt. “There is a way,” Severus said slyly.

Remus started to protest. He didn’t want to use Hermione just to win a bet, yet the images of taking her with Severus had flooded his mind and the lust that was still pounding in his veins heightened. “Only if she agrees.”

Severus snorted. “She will.”

Walking back over to Hermione, who was standing by the desk ready to bolt, Remus placed his hands on her shoulder. “Now where were we?” he asked huskily, running his tongue over her neck. He kissed her, opening her shirt and fondling her breast. “Professor,” she gasped, “we can’t.” She looked at Snape who was watching them. Remus stopped her protest with another kiss.

“Severus looks a bit lonely,” he said,nipping her neck. “Why don’t you give him a kiss?” Remus murmured, stroking her back.

She started to scream at him, to just leave with what little dignity she had left, but she was too turned on to think beyond complying. Walking over to the Potions master, she bit on her lower lip, staring at his mouth that was curved in a soft sneer. Standing on her toes, she put her arms around his neck and bent his head towards hers. His lips were unresponsive under hers and she worked her mouth, running her teeth over his lower lip, and sliding her tongue in as he opened. In response his mouth began to consume hers. Tongues and lips tangled, parted, then returned, stealing her breath as her knees felt weak from the heat that was pooling in that spot between her legs.

Hermione felt hands on her breasts as Remus’ pressed against her from the back, his tongue creating a wet path down her neck. ‘Dear Merlin,’ she thought wildly, assaulted by the sensations running through her body. Severus removed her shirt as Remus rolled her bra straps down her shoulders, allowing the lacy object to fall at their feet.

Severus cupped her ass under her skirt and ground his hips against hers, allowing her to feel his arousal, as Remus kissed his way down her back. Hermione was moaning, afraid her legs would not hold her much longer as she trembled. Feeling her sag against him, Severus lifted her and walked over to Lupin’s desk, placing her gently down on it. She laid back, her eyes wide as she watched Snape remove his outer robes.

“Do you want us Hermione?”

She jumped slightly, as Remus who had moved around behind her, whispered the question in her ear.

‘Did she want them?’ her thoughts were jumbled with thoughts of having both these men taking her, bringing her to incredible sexual heights and scolding ones of how improper this was. “Yes,” she moaned, her nostrils flaring. Severus eyes glittered in the semi darkness.

Capturing her mouth with his, Remus’ tongue parted her lips, delving in to taste her, coaxing her tongue into his mouth and sucking on it. She felt a hand on her thigh and jumped as it traveled upwards, knuckles brushing against her wet cotton panties, causing her hips to involuntarily seek the touch. In response the fingers slipped beneath the elastic waistband of her pants and rolled them down.

Remus’ hands were now stroking the sides of her breasts, his thumbs circling her harden nipples as he kissed her, bruising her lips as she whimpered. Hermione felt fingers part her wet folds and though she couldn’t see him, she felt Severus’ eyes taking in the sight of her, legs spread wide, her cunny exposed before him. She heard a chair scrape across the stone floor and warm breath blew against her swollen clit.

Squirming, she tried to move her hips, to bring her throbbing nub in contact with something. She was rewarded as Severus’ tongue flicked across the sensitive bundle of nerves. Remus pulled away from her mouth and kissed his way down to her breasts, pulling a nipple into his hot mouth and biting on it gently.

“Oh…my,” she gasped as Severus inserted two fingers into her, his tongue doing a delicious dance, alternating from flicking, sucking, to swirling. She was so close…

“Severus,” Remus said huskily as he stood up.

“No,” she protested as Severus tongue stopped and she felt him move away also. His hands were pulling on hers, helping her up and off the desk. Lifting her by the butt, Severus sat back down and plunged his cock deep into her as she straddled him on the chair. She exploded; the orgasm shook her body as her inner walls pulsed and pulled on the throbbing cock in her. Severus groaned softly, holding her thighs tight to keep her still as he rode at her climax.

As she began to relax, he pulled her chin up. “Sweet,” he hissed and kissed her hard. She felt him shift under her, sliding down in the chair a bit, his legs spreading. Behind her she heard another chair scrape across the floor and Remus was kissing her neck as he sat down. Severus kept kissing her as his hands traveled down her back, cupping her ass and spreading her cheeks. Hermione jumped as she felt something cool and slick touch her anus.

“Relax,” she heard Remus say gently as she felt him insert a finger into her ass. The sensation made her twitch around Severus’ hard cock causing him to moan against her mouth. ‘He wasn’t going to’, she thought wildly... Her thought was confirmed as she felt the head of Remus\' cock press against her opening. Severus looked into her face as her eyes widened and she gave a small \'oh\' as Remus sheathed himself inside her ass.

\"Hermione.\" Severus\' voice seemed to thrum against her neck, as he sucked on a spot near her ear. His hands still on her butt, Severus moved her up and down slowly, kissing her face and neck. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lost herself in the sexual bliss of feeling the two men deep inside her, seperated by a thin lining of flesh. Remus\' hands were once more on her breasts, teasing her aching nipples.

The smell of sex filled the room, mingled with the sound of skin against skin. Remus growled low in his throat, his teeth grazing her shoulder, his hands moving to join Severus\' as he increased the tempo.

Hermione closed her eyes, gripping Severus\' shoulders. \"Do you realize how enticing you are?\" came a caressing voice in her ear. \"How hot?\" She shuddered at her potprofprofessor\'s seductive voice. \"How incredibly sexy?\"

“Oh…oh..” she gasped as she felt the building tension in her. Severus laughed, biting on her neck. “Come for us Hermione,” he commanded in a soft silky voice. \"I want to feel your hot wetness.\"

\"With us love,\" murmured Remus behind her.

Hermione screamed as her orgasm started, her body being pushed and pulled against them, faster and harder. With a loud moan, Remus arched up against her back, spilling into her and moments later Severus joined them, whispering her name against her neck.

She rested her sweaty face against Severus\', his arms around her waist. Remus\' head was on her shoulder, his hands caressing her thighs lovingly. They stayed that way for several minutes, waiting for their heartbeats to slow. The chill of the dark room finally made Remus move away, but not before he kissed her cheek. He found her robe and draped it over her shoulders.

“Oh damn,” Remus swore. “It’s seven till.”

“Seven till what?” Hermione asked, pouting as Severus untangled himself from her also.

“A midnight staff meeting,” Severus said quickly, kissing her. “An odd time, but necessary,” was all he gave for an explanation. He whispered in her ear. “Meet me in my chambers later. The password is ‘serpentine’.”

Now dressed, Remus kissed her softly. “You know I don’t want to leave,” he said, “but this shouldn’t take too long. Meet me in my rooms,” he added in a low voice so Severus wouldn’t hear.

Hermione sat dumbfounded as she watched the men leave. What the hell had just happened? She stood up and felt stickness flowing down her thighs. A grin spread across her face as she gathered her clothes, though she was still miffed at their sudden departure.

The two men raced down the hall thankful the staff room was on the same floor. They burst into the room to a loud cheer from Charlie. “Bout bloody time,” grumbled Flitwick holding out the book to them.

Severus grabbed the quill first and hurriedly scribbled down Hermione’s name. Moments later Remus did the same handing the book back to Filius.

Filius looked at their entries a faint blush on his cheeks. “Oh. Well, whatever works,” he said with a grin. The clock began to chime…