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Void	By : katiecld Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 21190 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, they belong to J. K. Rowling and I do not make any money from my stories.

Chapter List
- 1-Empty
- 2-Sear
- 3-Try
- 4-Hold
- 5-Stay
- 6-Start
- 7-Fun
- 8-Dark
- 9-Work
- 10-Ceremony
- 11-Comfort
- 12-Class
- 13-Wrath
- 14-Hate
- 15-Over
- 16-Kiss
- 17-Say
- 18-Mine
- 17
- 18
It took me a second to register what he meant and as he disappeared into his hall I scurried to catch up. I stood at the entrance and paused, what if it was a trick? I didn't want to get in trouble. I was not allowed down there and I was conflicted. I fidgeted on the spot, lost to the idea when Snape re appeared around the corner, small amusement played on his face. “It's nice to know I finally got you to understand my rules, but this time you come, follow me.” He disappeared again and I hesitantly stepped past the threshold and caught up with him. I wasn't sure where to walk so I came into step behind him and followed past his potions lab and into his bedroom. My eyes automatically found the dresser he bent me over a few weeks ago and blushed. The bed creaked as he sat.
I took him in, he was in familiar black cotton pyjamas and a grey flannel robe. His hair was perfect which suggested even though it was an unreasonable hour he hadn't slept. The lamp on his bed side table was alight when we walked in and a book lay face down next to it, I smiled slightly. All those little things made him seem more and more like a person, not that he wasn't already.
“I think this is the longest I've ever heard you silent.” He commented, I just shifted my weight from one foot to the other and stood in the middle of the room, unsure as to what to do with myself or what to expect. I opened my mouth to say something but closed it again, I didn't want to screw anything up, this was progress after all. He smirked. “Strip.” He said as he stood and shrugged off his robe, discarding it to the bed.
“W-wha-” I looked down at myself, I was already in a bra and shorts but regardless I swallowed thickly and hooked my thumbs in my bottoms. I'd done this several times before but there was two very different things about this situation compared to the rest; One, I was stone cold sober and two, I'd never wanted anything so much before. Both of those combined added another sensation, I was so nervous. The look on his face when I dared to take a peek told me he could also tell, and that made him amused. I thanked every heaven when he didn't comment on it and just told myself to swallow my unease and just do it like I was used to. Closing my eyes for a second I took a breath, when I opened them I projected all the confidence in my body and slowly slid my shorts down, revealing my lace thongs. Looking him in the eye as I kicked them off to the side, he stayed very still and the amused expression was in the past, replaced with a hardness in his jawline.
“Turn, slow.” He ordered, I smirked a little. Obeying him slowly I turned, when my back was to him I bent over ever so slightly pushing out my behind before turning back around. His expression hadn't changed when I saw him again, not that I really expected it to be. He gave a small nod and I grabbed the straps of my bra, pulling them both down my arms at the same time. My breasts popped free and I watched the potions masters eyes on them as I slid the rest of the garment down my body to join my shorts. He started undoing the buttons on his shirt and my body throbbed.
“These too?” I ran my finger over the thin strap on my hip. He watched the motion.
“Yes, come here.” I walked to be right in front of him. “Turn around.” His voice was calm as I turned, my behind was almost right in his face. “Now, off.” I could feel his breath on my skin. I bent over again and very slowly slipped them over my cheeks and down, bending right the way over to pull them from off my feet in an unnecessary attempt to show all of my details. His hand reached around and held my arm, keeping me bent for several moments. I felt his hand run over my arse, then he let me go.
“You like what you see?” I commented cheekily, though I realised my hands were shaking. My nerves only grew when he didn't say anything and I couldn't see him.
“Turn and kneel.” He grunted, I did. His shirt was open now and I stared at the skin of his chest with a longing that surprised me. All those times I wanted to see lower than the gentle trail of hairs on his stomach had caught up with me, judging by his movements I might get to know. My eyes ran lower to my desired point and was met with a large bulge in his PJ bottoms. “If you want it, take it.” He was watching me intently. I wasted no time in reaching out and stroking the tight fabric, it responded to my touch and I couldn't wait before pulling it out of it's confines. My first thought was 'how on earth did that thing ever fit into me' I realised that his thickness was something I'd never seen before and was probably the reason it felt so different with him. I licked my lips and it twitched before my eyes. I pressed my body between his legs and my breasts against the base before swirling my tongue around his glands. Kissing and sucking little patches down his shaft I massaged his balls gently and licked my way back up, making sure to look up at him as I did. His calm look was fading slightly and he grunted, he closed his eyes when I took him in my mouth. In and out, in and out. My jaw hurt after not too long due to his girth but I didn't stop, I pushed him deeper. His legs shook slightly and his hands gripped my bun uncomfortably.
“You're going to swallow it.” He panted out. His grunts made my insides clench and ache. Snape started to pump my face manually, shoving his member further and further down my throat. I wanted to gag but I took him eagerly. He jerked, stilled then jerked again, squirting himself down my throat, I sucked hard and swallowed. The sound that came from him made me groan with need. He let me go and I sat back, panting and licking my lips. Swallowing was always something I refused to do, I never even liked to give head unless they paid me a lot of money but with Snape? It was amazing.
He stood abruptly, almost knocking me over.
“Lie on the bed, touch yourself.” He gruffed, standing at the foot of the bed, overseeing. I gulped, shifting to lie on it and awkwardly trying to get comfortable. This was new. “Spread.” He said firmly, as though I was a robot I automatically parted my legs, exposing myself. The little voice in my head yelling what's the matter with you? Wasn't loud enough to take much note.
I placed my hand between my legs and started rubbing, not to be too harsh on myself but I felt rather numb so I never really did such a thing unless I was instructed. The men never seemed to care if it pleasured me or not, it was just sexy to them. Snape however, was staring straight at my face. It was a first, usually they stared at the obvious place.
“Make yourself come.” The wizard spoke, as if clarifying his previous order. I stilled and started to stress slightly. He wanted me to do something that I simply didn't know how to do, what if it he got angry? I didn't want to go back to my house. My body language must have screamed loudly. “What?” He asked, his head tilted in curiosity more than annoyance though it was difficult to tell.
“I... I don't know how.” I set my face in a hard line, trying to seem uncaring. A small blush creped up my face when his eyebrows rose in surprise.
“Oh?” He said, eyes boring down at me and making me more uncomfortable than I already was. “ You've never given yourself one before?” I shook my head and glanced around the room. “Or you've never had one... Ever?” I closed my eyes and my blush increased, he made a small sound in the back of his throat that I couldn't place but I didn't want to look at him. I felt the bed move, when I managed a look, he was knelt over me, his hair hanging around his face. My breath caught in my throat.
“I'm appalled at your choice of partners, Miss Granger.” He smirked slightly, I would have cringed but I just stared at him, my breathing getting heavy. He leant his weight onto one of his arms and used his other to feel his way down my chest, I shivered and my nipples tightened at the contact. Goose bumps rose over my skin as his hand grazed lower, they were calloused and only added to the experience. His fingers cupped my sex and I wiggled slightly, wanting to feel his fingers on me again. The first thing I felt was his rough fingers on my entrance, they traced lazy circles and my insides twitched, trying to suck him in. He bowed his head, flicking my nipple with his tongue before latching on. I involuntarily moaned when his thumb came into contact with my clit, it was painfully still. I thrust forward with frustration and he chuckled slightly. “Patience.”
“Urgh!” I arched my back when a digit entered me and instantly stroked at some unknown spot under my pelvic bone. Almost right away that heat pooled in my lower stomach, I tried not to think about it but naturally I did, it disappeared again and I grunted frustratedly. Once again he could tell.
“Don't reach for it.” He said, coming up and nibbling at my throat. Snape's fingers stoked slowly for a while, his thumb still unmoving. He sucked from each nipple to my neck again and again. I just focused on being where I was with Snape, my mind hadn't really comprehended that this was happening and I wasn't sure when it would sink in. Slowly that feeling started to come back and I concentrated on his wet fingers and his mouth. His lean stomach hunched over me, I wanted to touch it but I wasn't sure if he would mind. Pleasure mounted and I hesitantly touched the centre of his chest, he flinched but relaxed again as I gently stroked the thin hairs there. Before I knew it my legs were shaking, I ran both my hands up and down his front, taking in all the details there. My heart thudded at the breath he let out in my ear when I brushed his nipples, I felt like a tightly wound coil and I didn't know what to do. The moans escaping my mouth sounded slightly distressed but they weren't at all, I was just overwhelmed. Then he just stopped, out of no where.
“I want to feel your first one.” His voice was gruff and thick with what sounded like, need. I throbbed for him then as he unbuttoned the fly of his pyjama bottoms and freed himself, he was back to his impressive full mast and I spread my legs further apart for him. “Tell me you want it.” Pressing his member against my opening and looking at my wanton face with a challenging expression.
“I want your cock, sir.” I whispered desperately, it twitched at my entrance and slowly slipped it's way in.
“Look at me.” He husked, the feeling of stretching making my eyes roll into the back of my head but I tried to look at him. Our eyes met and he inched slowly in, thrusting to the hilt for the last few inches. My head lulled and I was pretty sure nothing felt as good as this did. The wizard was still for a moment too long so I finally got it together and looked at him. His eyes were closed and his jaw was set in a hard line, it looked so sexy. My insides clenched at his length at the sight and he grimaced. After even more still moments I started to worry.
“I-Is something wrong?” I whispered, my body still shivering with the previous new feelings.
“No.” Is all he muttered before he pulled out and swiftly situated himself back into my heat. For some reason his recent touches had maybe made me sensitive to this, because my body quaked after a few languid thrusts of his hips. He reached between us and his thumb came back in contact with my bud, this time it alternated between circles and presses. My insides started twitching and the wizard grunted, reciprocating with a short, fast jerk of his hips every time he felt it. The mixed and perfectly timed sensations were almost too much to bare, all it took was his teeth to sink into one of my nipples to set me off.
It felt like spinning into infinity and I was helpless to control it. A sound, vaguely resembling a thoughtless question left my lips.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.” Was all I could muster as my hips jerked, my body clenching and unclenching. My sex cramped almost uncomfortably as sparks ran from my core to my fingers and toes before my head felt like it exploded. It. Felt. Amazing.
“Fuck.” He muttered as I came down from my high. Snape's body was trembling all over and his eyebrows knotted together. My almost drunk emotions were soon replaced with self consciousness, knowing I lost control of my body made me feel somewhat ashamed and I probably looked haggard because of it. On top of that I hoped I didn't hurt him or put him off.
“P-please tell me what you're thinking...” I whispered into the silence, I didn't expect much from him bar perhaps telling me to be quiet or something.
“I've never felt anything like that.” He uttered after a few minutes of catching our breaths. I hoped he meant that as a good thing, my thoughts confirmed when he started to grind his hips to mine again and said; “I want to feel more.”
This time, his movements weren't calculated nor were they gentle. His thrusts were almost frenzied and relentless as he smacked his hips to mine, my head almost banging into the headboard and having to reach my hands up to push against the wood. He straightened up, looking down on me with a stoic expression, one that didn't match the current situation but I wasn't in any mind to pay too much attention to it. I could feel my breasts bouncing and nearly smacking me on my chin with every drag of my body. I wanted to scream and beg and thrash but I couldn't. Feeling as though I forgot how to do basic tasks like blink or breathe. I couldn't comprehend all the overwhelming new emotions and sensations when he pressed back on my clit with his thumb and sent me over that blissful edge again. I convulsed, incomprehensible moans filling the room.
“Oh my God!” I yelled when he sped up before I had a chance to come back from my orgasm. His thumb kept moving and it was somewhat painful as my insides cramped around him. The man made a strained sound in the back of his throat and re angled his hips, hitting an entirely new spot inside me. The foreign feeling came as a shock, more so when I realised it felt so good, different but good. Good was somewhat of an understatement after he mashed his manhood into it harshly, making me cry out. This time the build up was different, like taking a back road home. Ultimately it was taking me to the same end, much faster though.
“Come.” He strained, breathing laboured and his thrusts were uneven. He pinched my clit gently and that was it, I was lost to the world, chanting something I couldn't understand and shaking uncontrollably. I thrust my head back into the bed and howled into the headboard. His face came down and buried in my chest as I felt him stop abruptly, twitched and thrust again. His pulsating cock heightening my over all pleasure and my eyes rolled into my skull.
I could feel the contents of his loins inside me like a heat, it made me slightly giddy.
It took all of ten minutes of just lying there, unmoving, for us to get our composure back. All I wanted to do was slip into an easy unconsciousness but decided that now would be a bad time to pass out from exhaustion, though I did start to wonder if he had fallen asleep until he moved. Slipping out of me and rolling onto the bed on his back, he closed his eyes. Our joint breathing was still ragged and uneven when I spoke.
“I'm sorry.” I whispered.
“What for?” He asked. Staring up at the ceiling, I thought.
“I don't know. Being too thin, having ugly involuntary reflexes, being a pain, acting like a brat, saying things I regret, take your pick.” As I said each thing, my voice got quieter until I was sure he couldn't hear me anymore. Snape didn't say anything for a while, our breaths started to even out in the silence before he sat up and hung his legs over the side of the bed exposing his scarred back to me.
“I don't want my job back.” I admitted. Honestly it wasn't that true, I did want it back, fiercely. The only problem was the threat of getting fired over all of my stupid actions that I did time and time again as too much to bare. If I didn't have it, I couldn't lose it.
My body felt like jelly when I tried to sit up against the headboard, he was looking at me out the corner of his eye. He sighed.
“Thin you may be, it's hardly off putting. The first time I saw you you were far worse.” He started. “Your reflexes are not remotely ugly, either. I've never seen of felt anything like I have in the last twenty minutes.” Fixing his pyjama trousers, he rose from the bed. “You are a pain, and sometimes a brat.” He deadpanned, making me flinch. “You're not the only pain nor brat in the world though and there are worse of both even in those attending this school. As I've said before, we all do things we regret. I even regret my own actions...” Snape's voice trailed off as he handed me my three scraps of clothing. I didn't have much energy to hold up my arms but I took them anyway, laying them over my lap.
“You may not want your job back but I'm giving it to you and you can't refuse, remember, you're mine now.” Looking me in the eyes be smirked. “How are you meant to bend to my whim without being near by?”
I blushed up to my ears and audibly gulped at his words.
“After all, you have a lot to make up for.” He shrugged on his pyjama shirt and left it limply open at his sides before climbing back into bed with me. We sat in silence for a while, he leaned against the headboard with me and closed his eyes.
“Sir?” I whispered, if he was asleep I didn't want to disturb him.
“Yes?” His tone was soft, surprising me somewhat. It wasn't common to hear it and I briefly hoped we could stay like this for a while. I weighed my next words carefully, I was torn between thanking him for his never ending patience or asking what I really wanted to know.
“What did it feel like for you? When I...” I blushed again, remembering what just happened before things got all serious in conversation. The corners of his lips twitched and I smiled slightly.
“I didn't know being buried inside a witch could feel so... Utterly exhilarating.” He uttered thoughtfully, I blushed even more. “It was difficult to control myself.”
I shifted on the bed, feeling the stirrings of arousal tingle in the pit of my stomach. “Why did you?”
“Because I'm not totally inconsiderate, Miss Granger. You may be mine, but I did want you to enjoy your first experience.” He drawled, it made me giggle slightly that he sounded as though he was speaking to me in class and not to my naked form in his bed. When he felt the bed shake with my small titter he cracked an eye to look at me, I probably looked like hell but I felt better than I ever remembered feeling. He seemed to take some mild pleasure in my amusement but didn't say anything as I weakly dressed in my shorts and sports bra again, tossing my thongs to the floor.
Snape pulled up his covers from the foot of the bed and began to drape them over both of us, he blew out the soft light.
“Now sleep.” He lightly requested.
“Yes sir.” I yawned.
I didn't have time to wonder if I would be able to sleep so close to the usually sour man, my eyes drifted shut and I couldn't hear his soft breathing anymore.
~~**~~**~~
I'm SO sorry about my lack in updates. It's not cause I hate you all (cause I love you!) but my long term partner of 7 years decided he wanted to run off with someone in October and I've been trying to get things back on track! Not that easy when you live alone, I've had to get another job! (I'm cheekily at my desk writing this now... Shhhhhhh.) I plan on updating as regularly as I can again. (Perhaps once a week if I can find the time.) Hope everyone had an amazing Christmas and New Year! (I also turned 21 the other day! Everyone sing Happy Birthday!)
All the best for 2015!
GW~
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