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To Be Alive	By : Snapeoutofit Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 10431 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: All characters and settings are the creation of JK Rowling. I own nothing of Harry Potter and make no money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 13
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- 15
After lunch, Hermione transfigured her clothes into something more comfortable and secured her hair back behind her. Once she was ready, Severus followed her down the stairs to the lab. Severus turned on the lights and a warm glow filled the space. He pointed his wand at a whiteboard on the wall and the recipe for Bundimum Secretion appeared in Severus’ spidery scrawl. He put down his wand and began rolling up his sleeves. He saw Hermione eyeing him with a grin on her face.
“What?” He asked.
She chuckled. “Nothing. It’s just like school, but way better.”
He clicked his tongue at her, but it didn’t betray his smirk. “Mind your cheek.”
Hermione walked to the storage cabinet and tried to appear busy by taking down some chopping boards, scales, and knives to set out on the lab bench, but in reality she was watching him intently. She found his appearance incredibly pleasing, especially here in the lab. Whenever he was brewing he exuded unintentional confidence. Hermione realized that this was likely the time he felt most sure of himself. As he tucked in his sleeves at the elbow his dark mark came back into view. The lines were a bit faded, and not at sharp or vibrant as they were when Voldemort reigned. She put several vials down on the bench and watched him momentarily as he began arranging the materials.
“I’m not sure what you’re staring at, Miss Granger, but I can assure you I am not a zoo animal who needs observing,” he stated flatly without looking up at her.
Hermione blushed. “I’m sorry, I was just...”
“Thinking. I know that look when you’re thinking. It’s what you’re thinking about that concerns me.” He pulled a basket of ingredients from a cabinet shelf and placed them beside the supplies. “And before you ask me how I know what you are thinking about please do try to remember that just because I’m softer now doesn’t mean my magic has weakened over time.”
Unsure of how to reply, Hermione cast her eyes downward. “I’m sorry,” was all she could manage.
Severus hasn’t meant to make her feel badly. He lifted her chin to look into her eyes. At first she wasn’t sure if he was trying to read her thoughts or not, but the loving and affectionate gaze she received from him told her he was only looking at her. Finally, he kissed her.
“If I could make the mark go away, Hermione, I would. It, and my scars, are constant reminders of what I’d rather forget.” He let his thumb rub against her cheek.
“It’s not that any of it bothers me. It honestly doesn’t. It’s all a part of the past, and ignoring it or erasing all memory of it wouldn’t do anyone any favors. I suppose I just feel badly that you have so much evidence of it to carry.”
Severus shrugged. “There isn’t much to be done about it now.”

She smiled sadly and walked closer to him. She lifted his right arm, encouraging him to place his knife on the board. Suddenly she slipped under his arm and was wedged between him and the bench, leaning back against the chopping board. He brought his arm back down beside her as he held the table. Their bodies were flush against one another. It was not lost on him that he had a perfect view of her cleavage from this angle, but he brought his eyes back up to meet her gaze. Hermione wound her arms around his neck and kissed him. Severus returned the passionate kiss. Soon their kissing became more frenzied as Severus let his tongue find its way into her mouth.
Without much thought, Severus suddenly lifted Hermione to sit on top on the lab bench. He pushed the chopping board to the side and a knife fell to the ground with a clatter. He supported her back with his left arm and stepped between her splayed thighs. He let his kisses travel down her neck as his right hand pulled the neckline of her shirt down.
“Severus,” she moaned, “we have work to...”
“Shhh” he brought his face within an inch of hers and then kissed her lips once more. “I’ve been away from you for too long. I need you.”
At that she had no further argument. His voice was gravely and held a note of repressed want that she could tell he was powerless to control. She felt his erection digging into her thigh as he pressed against her. She let herself melt into him as he tore her shirt and bra down to reveal her round breasts. He brought his face to her chest and began greedily kissing and nipping at her flesh. The contact made her pant and moan in sweet anticipation. Finally he sucked one pink nipple into his mouth and found he needed to hold her back more tightly as she thrashed about. With the other hand he reached down and began unfastening her jeans. Hermione leaned back against one arm to lift her hips so he could pull them and her knickers down. Once they had been discarded in a crumpled heap, she leaned forward and hastily began unfastening his trousers. She pulled them and his boxers lower on his hips so that his bulging erection could spring free.
The look in his eye was one of pure lust and possibly some greed. He needed her. He wanted to consume her. Never in his life had he felt this blissfully out of control. He guided her to lay back against the lab bench and she propped herself up on her elbows. He leaned over her, his large member nestled at the apex of her thighs.
“Hermione,” he breathed, “if you don’t want this...”
“If you walk away from me right now I will hex you,” she shot back.
Severus chuckled and kissed her neck and chest thoroughly before aligning himself with her slick entrance. As he slowly pushed into her she relished in the sound of his moan. He filled her completely before beginning to thrust. He filled her again and again before grabbing hold of her right leg and opening her wider. He placed her foot on the table and continued his deep, rapid pounding.
Hermione felt as if her entire body would split apart. She tried to focus on the light above him, but as he slammed into her she felt her focus waining. She let her head fall back and called out for him to keep going. She could feel herself losing all control.
He could not believe that he was fucking her in his lab, of all places. He knew doing so went against his better judgement but she was just so perfect; so gentle, so kind...hell, she was fucking sunshine in the flesh. He couldn’t resist her.
He snapped his hips back and forth and looked up to see her head hung back in overwhelming agony. He briefly worried if he’d been hurting her and slowed slightly. When his name was dripping from her lips like silk he knew she was alright. Nevertheless he let his strokes take on a more languid pace. He filled her to the hilt with each slow entrance. He reached her depth and pushed even further into her; opening her more deeply. She cried out and he thought to pull back, until she sighed deeply and let him in just a tad further, further than he thought he could go. He nearly collapsed on top of her and let out a low growl beside her ear. She shuddered at the intensity of it all.
She let out a strangled moan that broke from her lips. “Too much, Severus, too much,” she panted heavily and felt her body might break.
Severus smoothed her hair back but didn’t pull his hips away. “Shh. Relax, sweet girl. Let your body open for me.” He stilled his body but did not change his depth.
Hermione’s breathing was ragged. She tried to take a centering breath which allowed him to nestle deeply into her. The contact was pure agony, but she could not stop moaning with pleasure.
“I can’t tell where I end and you begin” she stated breathlessly as she slightly pressed her hips up towards him.
Severus moaned and slipped his hands beneath her to lift her from the table. As she wrapped her legs around him he settled deeply into her. He gently laid her down on the floor and he fell over her, still not adjusting his depth within her. He began rocking his hips so his shaft would knock against her walls.
“Hermione,” he moaned as he neared his release, “tell me that your mine.”
His voice was rough and gravely as it wound its way around Hermione. As his long cock rubbed her inside she felt as if she was going to die from need. Suddenly words strung together began falling from her lips as she approached her finish.
“I’m yours. Yes. All yours. All I need is you and your cock. Don’t stop. Let me come. I’m yours...” she babbled on as she felt him begin plunging into her again with earnest. Her legs were shaking as one was wrapped around his back and the other pressed against the floor, trying in vain to ground her. She suddenly arched her back and let out the most delicious scream as her hips pressed up to force him to stay deep. It was all too much and forced him over the edge. He moaned her name and she could feel his warm seed shooting into her body. Their bodies pressed firmly together as the aftershocks of pleasure moved through them.
Neither moved for a long while. Both panted heavily as they attempted to regain their senses. Eventually, he pulled his head back enough to look at her. She looked beautifully disheveled in a crumpled heap on the floor like this. He was softening inside her but was still buried deep. He began smoothing her hair to the side, an expression of peace and satisfaction evident on her face.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered as he continued to smooth her hair back. His voice wrapped around her and encouraged her to open her eyes and look up at him. “Hermione, I, I don’t know what came over me. Are you alright?”
She smiled at him. “I meant it when I said I can’t tell where I end and you begin.”
He chuckled and kissed her cheek, then rested his head against the curve of her neck to inhale the scent of her.
“Or maybe that’s the point” she added in a whisper as he kissed her collarbone.
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