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This Physical Fascination (HG/SS/LM)	By : Remarkable Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 71591 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 14

Hermione awoke to the most wonderful sensation in her nether regions. She moaned in response, her dreams coinciding nicely with the cool dungeon air on her skin contrasting with the searing heat between her legs. Ardent movement caused her to gasp when lips latched onto her clit and tugged, a firm tongue laving the most sensitive bud with tender alacrity. Her hands found themselves taking handfuls of long black hair. The fire burned low, shadowing her lover in stark relief against the deep shadows and secrets of the dungeon’s dank walls.

“Severus, Severus,” she breathed, coming fully awake as her lover licked her from arse to clit. He grunted when her grasp tightened painfully in his hair, pulling him as close to her pussy as was humanly possible.

“Mmmm, delicious,” he intoned, barely raising his voice or lips from her slick center, continuing to pleasure her with broad sweeps of the flat of his tongue against her pink cleft.

“You have the prettiest pussy, Hermione. Always let me dine on your pretty pink pussy,” Severus declared, nipping lightly at her inner thigh.

“Yes! Yes! Only for you and Lucius, my love. Only for my loves!”

Spurred on by her declaration, he smirked against her cunt and formed a makeshift pleasure toy from his own hand. As he shifted slightly, aware of her disappointed pant that he’d momentarily stopped his attention to her sex, a new mewl of pleasure escaped her when his pinky slid into her arse, middle and index finger up her cunt and thumb falling onto her tight pearl, ring finger curled into his palm.

“Oh, fuck Severus, what the hell is that?”

Her heavy gasp turned into a litany of swearing and urging. “Whatever the fuck you’re doing, move! Move, damn you!”

Her head came off the bed and she gave his own tender scalp a vicious yank.

“Fuck, witch!” he snarled, intending to begin slowly to accustom her to the triple invasion but figuring if she wanted to play dirty, so would he.

A fast pistoning motion began, his hand steady and sure under years of potions making, wand motions and heavy labor under a hot sun. Each digit was long and roughened from work. Like mini dildos they fucked her holes, fingers curling the best he was able to graze her g-spot and penetrate her tight arse to the very web between the joints of his fingers. Thumb pressed against her clit, he sucked hard against her inner thigh, intent on leaving a mark so dark it wouldn’t heal for days without a good, strong healing charm. The witch would know exactly which dark lover had taken her with each step she took, she could be sure of that.

His witch was thrusting against him now, matching his rhythm as she climbed higher and higher towards her goal. His given name sounded over and again on her tongue, rolling off in a musical concerto of pleasure, peaking with her back arched, all sound drawn out and drowned by his deep growl of satisfaction at her fluid response.

When her body subsided back onto the massive wet spot they’d created from the night before and this early morn, he promptly flipped her (his favorite position, he was finding), and soaked his cock along her folds. Severus couldn’t remember ever having been so hard for a witch, not even when he’d wanked as a teenager to images of Slytherin orgies, Lily’s pert backside or any Knockturn Ally whore he’d ever fucked.

“Fuck me, Severus, fuck me!” she cried out, thrusting her jiggling arse backwards and up into his pelvis.

With a harsh growl he teased her cunt but then quickly slipped up and into her puckered star, pushing fully into her. Deeply seated, he gave her no time to adjust and gripped her thighs tightly, his fingers sliding along her sweat and release coated skin.

“You’re mine, MINE WITCH!” he declared, pumping into her dramatically, his long, thick cock fucking her arse tightly with strong, short strokes so he bottomed out continually. Hermione’s head was knocking against the headboard of the four-poster, struggling to reposition herself as he continued to pound into her.

“Severus, you’re hurting me!” she cried, reaching back to slap his hands but was rewarded with another knock into the unyielding wood.

“OUCH!” she bellowed, pulling her hips forward so he slipped fully out of her arse when her hips pressed into the bedclothes.

His focus thus readjusted, Severus finally realized his error and immediately scrambled up the bed to kiss and soothe his witch, apologizing tenderly while ignoring his raging, thwarted purple prick.

“My love, Hermione I’m so sorry, so sorry. Forgive me, forgive love, forgive me,” he murmured the unending platitudes as he kissed and caressed her banged up forehead while gently turning her onto her back and positioning himself between her legs.

Her arms came up under and around his shoulders, fingertips fluttering up and down his spine as she tickled and stroked the sweat pouring off his back.

Growling low, Severus brought his arms down and under her knees, scooping them up and pressing down over the underside of her thighs, pushing himself down so her ankles were around her head. He heard her small whimper of discomfort as the muscles stretched to accommodate his possession.

“Shhhh, my love, I’ll make this so good for you.”

He panted thickly, open-mouthed and staring darkly, lustfully into her star-crossed eyes. His thick cock lay hard and throbbing against the soaked cleft just below the jut of his arousal. Barely able to stand the burning heat just there, just so, he lightly thrust against her, feeling her bum strain to arch into him for friction. The merest hint of a chuckle escaped him before carefully placed fingers guided him back to her tight arsehole, plunging inside as he had moments before.

“Severus!”

“Yes, Hermione, yes. Say my name. Never stop, say my name and tell me you are mine. Mine and Lucius’. Forever!”

Hermione was unable to wrap around her legs to grasp him when he spelled her hands above her hand with a slight flick of his fingers.

“Yours! God I love you so much!”

Her declaration had his head thrown back, knuckles pushed sharply into the bed; shoulders hunched and forward into the inside bend of her knees as he began an inexorable rhythm. The light staccato slap of flesh on flesh seemed to fill the room with suffused light, this most intimate joining raising the level of lust and magic between them to a new height as Severus felt his orgasm wind from his chest down to his balls, each taking turns tightening from the intense arousal originating within his heart and groin.

They slapped together in an increasingly succinct rhythm, their orgasms like blinding balls of light touching. Neither could seem to step across the threshold of ecstasy. Snape tightened his grip painfully on either hip and fucked the witch as hard as he was able. Sweat poured off of him, sluicing over roped, aching muscles beginning to quiver under the strain of holding up for so long but unable to reach the peak.

“Sweet Circe I want you so fucking bad I can…. Can almost taste it!” Snape gasped his breath as a frothing racehorse towards the end of a grueling race.

“Give me your magic, Severus. Reach for me with your magic!” Hermione cried, the white gold of her own unfurling through her very soul, magnified a thousand fold by the intensity of purity of their joining.

The dark wizard snorted and coughed with the effort of the gesture, his pace beginning to slow into languorous pumps of failing hips and legs.

“Can’t, can’t do it anymore!”

“Oh Goddess don’t stop, don’t stop just fuck me!”

“Hermione I can’t. I’m done, it’s too much, I-“

“Reach for me!!!”

The bright, angry and desperate chocolate brown orbs seemed to pull him inside of her, like a reversed Legilimency as her mind devoured his senses and left him unaware of his own body as he viewed what she meant from her own point of view.

A stunned man was bowled over by the depth and power of the lithe witch’s love for him and Lucius. A shining tower of gold wrought by royal goblins and silver one-hundred year old dragon teeth as tools wouldn’t compare to the pricelessness that was her purity of feeling and devotion for them. He choked out a sob as he was hurled from her mind to find himself pumping furiously, hunched over her in a primal mating dance as he shot forth all focus towards her own and felt the tight clench of her arse grasping his rock hard, purple member when their magic clashed and joined.

Hermione screamed her release to the heavens, frantically clawing at her lover’s sweat-slickened arms, scoring a deep gash through the middle of his faded Dark Mark.

Severus grit his teeth, pushing violently up into his lady love, and cock pulsing hot jets of liquid seed deep inside of the fantastical witch. Never in his life did he feel as lucky as he did in that very moment.

Their magic combined and mated in its own mystical way. Her white and gold soothed and surrounded his black and green. Hers embraced and took his into her own, pulsing gently, than more violently as it twisted and swirled above the heavily copulating forms below.

Faster and faster it swirled, turning into a 360 degree circle before splitting ominously into two dagger-like projections which acted like lightening, penetrating the peaking bodies and rendering them unconscious with bliss and satiety.

It was many hours later when the exhausted witch woke under the heavy form of her unconscious lover. Breathing lightly, Hermione was not surprised that he did not come awake when she slipped from under him. Her magic had overpowered his own. She did not think he’d take it lightly but hoped that the joining of their forces would fortify his strength for the rough path they’d forged of themselves.

With a heavy sigh Hermione gathered her meager belongings and whispered in the hallway for one of Hogwarts elves. The little elf that had helped her organize and keep the DA running during the tough times of past handed her a small parcel of rations. Taking her hand it popped with her through the castle’s wards undetected and out past the front gate of Hogwarts.

“Yous is being careful now Missy, yes?”

“Yes Mouse, I will be careful. Thank you for everything. Tell no one what you’ve done. I don’t want anyone trying to follow me.”

Mouse nodded solemnly and didn’t look back as she snapped her fingers, the lone witch’s silhouette graced by the outline of the dawn on the hazy backdrop of Hogsmeade.
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