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Single Minded	By : Dazzlious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 6172 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: You know those rabid little plot bunnies that skip into your brain and completely stop you from working on anything else? Well, this is the outcome of one of those tricky little critters. It's a silly little snippet, set a few years after the end of the trio's time at school. Obviously AU and possibly OOC, but hopefully entertaining for all that.

I'd like to just say thank you to my beta Mamacita for her help in getting this punctuated properly. I promise I will learn to use punctuation one day!

‘I want you,’ Hermione told him almost conversationally.
Snape looked at her in surprise. ‘What did you say?’ his voice was thick, even deeper than usual.
‘I said . . . I want you.’ She looked at him. ‘Don’t be obtuse, Severus. You know exactly what I mean.’
Before he had a chance to reply she walked off towards the garden. He hesitated for only a fraction of a second before following.
'Hermione, wait,’ he called out as he hurried after her.
She was walking fast and appeared not to have heard him. He followed her out of the French doors and down across the rolling lawns. She seemed to be heading for the rose garden. He sped up, determined to catch up with her, and did so just as they reached the entrance to the enclosed garden.
Snape grabbed her arm, pulling her to a stop. Instead of looking annoyed, as he had half expected, Hermione smiled at him.
‘Come on,’ she said quietly and took his hand, leading him through the archway into the heavily perfumed garden. The scent of the roses in the twilight was heavy, the perfume almost drug-like, sensual and dark.
Once they were in the centre of the garden Hermione wrapped her arms around him. ‘I’ve wanted you since forever,’ she admitted.
She stood on her tiptoes to kiss him gently on the lips. A moment later he bent his head and pulled her into a passionate embrace, his tongue seeking out hers.
‘But why?’ he asked when they parted. ‘I’m not—’
‘You’re everything I want, Severus,’ she assured him. She pressed herself against him, feeling his arousal hard against her body.
‘Do you want me?’ Her voice was just above a whisper, and she trembled as if from fear of rejection.
‘Oh, Hermione . . . .’ he whispered into her hair as he held her tight.
‘Take me now,’ she begged. ‘Please, Severus.’
His mouth found hers again in another hard kiss.
‘But — here?’
‘Here is perfect,’ she assured him. ‘I just need you inside me now.’
Her hand moved to his trousers and caressed the hardness through the material, causing Snape to hiss with desire, then she undid the buttons and freed his hard, thick length.
‘That ready, are you?’ he asked in amusement.
His hand slid under the skirt of her dress and up her thigh. Gods, her knickers were soaked.
‘I told you,’ she whispered as he led her to the bench.
‘So you want me inside you, do you?’ he asked seductively.
‘Oh, yes,’ she breathed. ‘Yes, please.’
After a quick spell to seal the entrance to the garden and a silencing charm, he pushed her down onto the bench, his hands pushing up her skirt and pulling her legs apart. He looked at the beautiful woman for a second, admiring the sight. A moment later he was on top of her. His hand pulled her knickers to the side as his hard cock rubbed at her wet slit; then he thrust, stabbing hard as he slid deep inside her, his cry of pleasure mixing with hers as he buried himself to the hilt.
‘Fuck, that feels good,’ he said as he withdrew, then pushed deep again.
Hermione whimpered in response, her hands reaching back to untie the halter neck of her dress. A second later her full breasts were released to the warm night air. Snape’s mouth latched onto one already stiff nipple as his fingers found the other.
Over and over he buried his cock deep inside her, she matching him stroke for stroke. Her thrusts were as powerful as his, her cries of passion loud and sincere, dragging him closer and closer to climax. His hand moved down between her legs to find her clit, which he rubbed at furiously as his hard cock pounded her.
‘Oh yes, love!’ she cried as her back arched, her hips rolling as she pulled him inside her.
She felt so good, so tight and yet so slick; the contracting muscles massaging his cock made him groan both with pleasure and renewed desire. She had to come. It was the most important thing in the world at that moment.
Snape’s mouth found her nipple again and he sucked hard on the succulent nub, causing Hermione to cry out again. As he bit it she jerked against him, causing little electric shocks through his balls. If she kept that up he would explode. He released the now-red flesh and his mouth sought out the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. Again she jerked, again the sensation in his balls. His fingers rubbed harder at her clit.
‘Oh fuck, I’m coming!’ she screamed as her muscles contracted, squeezing his sensitive cock hard. She gave a long, loud moan of ecstasy as he continued to pound into her, his own climax only seconds away now.
‘Ooooooh, Severus . . . Severus!’ she cried, her hands raking at his back. ‘Oh, yes!’
He, too, cried out as her orgasm triggered his, shouting with release as his seed filled her. He pumped deep inside Hermione as he whispered her name over and over again, holding tight to her as if they were glued together.
Their mouths locked again as they stayed coupled. He had no desire to be away from her body and she showed no signs of wanting him gone. For a long time, mouth explored mouth as hands locked, each holding the other tightly; as if they were one person. Finally, Snape slipped from Hermione and pulled her up, worried that the uncomfortable bench might be damaging her back. Once again he wrapped his arms around her.
‘Can we go to bed now?’ Hermione asked impishly.
‘Are you insatiable, woman?’ he asked in mock surprise. He had been thinking exactly the same thing, thinking how much he wanted to fully explore Hermione’s beautiful body in the comfort of a nice soft bed.
‘Only with you,’ she replied happily. ‘I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you, Severus.’
He laughed contentedly and helped her to stand, removing the charms from the garden as he did so.
‘Your friends will be a bit surprised,’ he said as they walked back across the garden, arm in arm.
Hermione snorted. ‘Hardly. Everyone knows I fancy you . . . except you. It’s been common knowledge for years.’
When they re-entered the house Ron and Harry quickly appeared, their grins wide at the contented look on Hermione’s face . . . and the smile on Snape’s, something they had never seen before.
‘You finally did her, then,’ Ron said conversationally.
Snape’s eyebrows rose in amazement at the candid comment. It appeared Hermione was right: others did know.
‘And was it as good as you’d expected?’ Harry asked Hermione.
She grinned widely. ‘Far better. He’s absolutely amazing. I need to get him in a bed as soon as possible.’
Ron laughed. ‘You poor bastard,’ he said sympathetically to Snape.
To Hermione, he said, ‘I hope you aren’t going to kill the poor man, ‘Mione. He might not be prepared for you.’
‘Oh, don’t worry, Ronald, he’s absolutely perfect,’ Hermione assured him. ‘This is going to be the perfect union.’
With that, she took Snape’s hand and led him through the ballroom and out towards the hall.
‘Bets on how long they last?’ Ron said as Neville, Fred and George joined them and they watched the couple climb the stairs towards the bedrooms.
‘I reckon they’ll be going all night,’ Fred said with a grin. ‘She’s definitely up for it . . . mind you, so’s he. Did you see the smile he was wearing?’
‘But he’s old,’ Neville reminded them. ‘So he might not be able to keep going all night.’
George laughed and shook his head. ‘I’m with Fred. I reckon he’s got stamina and let’s face it, she’ll give him more than enough reason to keep going.’
‘Yeah, knowing Hermione she’ll want to collect on every fantasy she’s ever had about him,’ Harry said. He looked at Ron for a moment.
‘Bloody hell — they might never come out,’ Ron said jokingly.
‘Well, if they’re not out in three days we’ll send a search party,’ Ginny said, slipping her arm around Harry’s waist. She kissed him on the cheek.
‘Wanna get lost for three days, lover?’ she asked with a cheeky wink.
‘Three minutes, more like,’ Ron said, sniggering.
‘That’s more than you can manage,’ Ginny said archly. ‘Susan’s looking for you, by the way.’ She smiled sweetly at her brother.
Ron went red and excused himself, rushing off as the others laughed.
‘She’ll get him eventually,’ Fred said knowingly.
‘Yeah, she’s almost as single-minded as Hermione,’ George added.
The friends looked at each other for a moment.
‘Nah!’ they all said in unison, shaking their heads and laughing.
‘No one is as single-minded as Hermione,’ Harry said knowledgeably.
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