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Severus
quickly took his hand away. He had already kept it there too long, way too
long. He should not have become conscious of its soft roundness, filling his
hand nicely through her robe and shirt�

He heard
her give a few staggering breaths. �Severus?�

He
swallowed the lump in his throat. �Sorry.�

�Severus.�
Her voice was wispy.

�Yes?�

�Take my
hand, my hand this time�so I know
where to find you.� He felt for it, found it and clasped it, keeping his eyes
staring straight ahead, into what had to be her eyes, despite the darkness. She
had a strong grip, he could appreciate the taut muscles and tendons in her
hand. Yet her skin was soft and smooth to the touch, and very warm. He felt his
insides begin to jitter. You just
insulted her. She�ll never agree to it.

�I� I
really am sorry.�

�It�s
quite all right.� Her reassuring tone made a surge of relief go through him.
�Um� Severus?�

�What?�

�Gods, I
can�t believe I�m going to ask you this� Would you do that again?�

He
couldn�t believe his ears. She wanted him to do that?

�I liked
it. I shouldn�t, especially after what I�ve just said to you� but it felt
good.�

He
swallowed. He simply did not believe this.

�Severus,
I think this is just as crazy as you must think it is. After all, how you
treated me was inexcusable-- and you can�t be too pleased, either, at my being
nasty to you. But for some reason, I liked it. And� I want more than just that
tiny bit.�

He still
did not move or say anything. She bit her lip in an attempt to fight down the
wave of frustration welling up from inside her stomach. His accidental touch
had set off a wave of emotions she had been grappling with for weeks now, she
now surmised. Such silly notions as finding his disciplinary snarls erotic�
surely she had meant those in jest, hadn�t she? Not to mention the strange and
lovely fantasies she�d been having, after her alarm rang but before she pulled
herself out of bed, exciting and sensual visions starring her and some unknown
male� surely, she thought, it couldn�t be him.

Had thought. Now there was no doubt. Now
she could not turn back. Not after she felt that hand� that lovely hand, the
glorious electrical spark he ignited in the very core of her body, the warmth,
the pressure of his fingers, the fact that it had remained in place just
milliseconds longer than he thought it should have been.

She had
longed for something like this, a touch that could command her attention like
this. None of the men in her life, not even Viktor, had even come close to it,
and therefore she was beginning to doubt the existence of such a touch. Dismiss
it as a dream, or wishful thinking�

Now,
with the determination of anyone else who has just uncovered a long-buried
truth, she said, �Please, Severus.�
She was not ready to beg yet, but she had to have more, and damn it, she was
going to get more if she had to make a complete sniveling idiot of herself.

Fortuny
sy
she didn�t have to go that far; with that he stepped forward, closing the gap
between them. She closed her eyes as she anticipated, and then felt his hand on
her breast again. He spread out his fingers so it was completely encircled, and
began to knead gently. Her breath quickened as he slid his palm over the top,
and even through the layers of clothing she could feel the nipple hardening. He
started to knead a little bit more firmly, and the fingers of his other hand
delicately caressed her palm. Her breathing grew ragged.

He then
trailed his fingers over the swollen and erect nipple, and started to circle.
�Yes,� she breathed, at the electricity making a new current through her.
�Yes.�

So she does indeed like this.

He let
the fingers of his right hand inch up to her wrist, and then removed his hand
to cup her other breast, and do the same tasks as the other. Her breaths
shuddered even more. �Severus�� The sound of his name sent fire running through
his veins, and he inhaled deeply to steady himself.

And then
he felt her hands, with strong insistent fingers. Massaging his shoulders,
playing with the long hair at the base of his neck. He leaned back and let his
hands slip down to just underneath her breasts.

�I can�t
believe how soft your hair is,� she said.

Severus
couldn�t help smiling in spite of himself. �How come you never bothered to feel
it before?�

�It just
didn�t strike me as�appropriate in a professional setting,� said Hermione,
putting a seductive twist on her words. �Lean closer.�

He did,
expecting a kiss, but instead she turned and buried her face in his hair, and
breathed in deeply. �And not a bad smell either,� she said. �Coconut oil, a
little bay rum��

�What,
are you implying I wash my hair with the stuff pirates use?�

�I don�t
mind it in the least, Captain,� she said. His head was tucked neatly between
her cheek and shoulder, his face resting just above her collarbone; her remark
caused him to chuckle and send a warm rush of air through her layers of
clothing. He unhooked her robe and let it fall to the ground. He touched her
shirt, noting it to be knit with a bateau neck, exposing a stretch of smooth
skin above her collarbone�and as he traced the path with his fingers, a little
bit of bra strap. He pushed the strap out of the way, bent his head and softly
breathed on the tender skin, and then gently sank in his teeth. He delighted in
her gasp, her fingers� kneading of his scalp.

�Yes, my
dear, this is most�unprofessional,� he said.

�And if
you don�t shut the door, it will be scandalous,� said Hermione. �People can
still hear us, you know. Not to mention ghosts.�

�Right.
Since your wand is now on the floor inside your robe, I�ll have to oblige.� He
briefly leaned back from her to point his wand over her shoulder�that had to be
in the direction of the door�and say, �Ferma.�
The door shut with a click.

�Now,�
said the woman in his arms, �Now that we�re alone, how about a kiss, to
properly start this lack of professionalism off?� Severus smiled again�I
think I�m smiling more now than I have in my life before�leaned forward and
brushed his lips against hers.

She
responded by pressing more firmly against his mouth, almost willing him to take
more forceful action. He trailed his tongue around the outline of each of her
lips, and felt her mouth open. She then took him by surprise, slipping her
tongue into his mouth and stroking it lovingly, insistently. The warm silken
muscle swirled around his own, tapped each of his teeth, and teased the insides
of his lips. He pulled back from her after a moment of this, took her bottom
lip into his mouth and sucked slowly, savoring the taste of her�hard to
describe, rather like vanilla and cardamom. His hands had come around to her
back, spread out and moved up and down, also fully contacting her thick, soft
hair. He started to nibble and took in the low, contented hum from her throat.

He then
felt one of her hands run up and down the back of his neck, massaging the hair
line, sifting the strands of his hair between her fingers. Meanwhile, her other
hand trekked down his face, memorizing each contour: his forehead, his small
widow�s peak, his eyebrows, eyelashes, cheekbones, nose, chin; before she moved
her hands up again for a sensual brush of her thumb against his lips. She then
used that same thumb to take each earlobe and twiddle it; moments later the
tingle of her teeth followed, amplifying the little lightning bolts of sensation
that had been striking through him.

�Such
noble features� didn�t you once say there was a Roman Senator or Emperor named
Severus?�

�Yes, I
think I did. I am certainly not the only Severus the Snape family has ever
seen�I�ll look at my family tree again later��

��but
for now I have your aristocratic leanings all to myself,� she said, almost
wickedly, and she moved to brush her lips over every place she had just gone
with her fingers.

He
waited until her lips brushed against his again, then decided he would be the
one to take charge this time, pressing hungrily into the kiss, trying to
achieve the perfect balance of firm lips and delicately swirling tongue, taking
full advantage of her invitation to continue. He grabbed handfuls of knit
material and springy flesh, and felt her groan into his mouth. He abruptly left
her lips to plant a slow, thorough line of kissesm hem her chin down her
throat.

Gods, he
was hard and he hadn�t even left her neck yet. It was true that losing your
sight meant that your other senses were made that kee keener.

There
was a circle at the base of her throat, just the right size and shape for his
lips, and it was here that he paid the most attention. He could feel her pulse
quickening, the irregular rhythm of her breathing, the delicious vibration
whenever she moaned. Her taste was less vanilla and more cardamom here, and he
wondered what other parts of her would taste like as well...

�This
robe of yours is too thick,� she said, her voice silky. The sound caused a
shiver to course through his body and exit out the tip of his penis. How could
a simple voice do that to him? Gods, he wasn�t even going to last that long...

She then
felt for the catches on his robe, and had them released in seconds. He felt the
weight of the material slide off his shoulders as she smoothed her hands up and
gave it a push. She moved in closer to him, putting her arms around his waist,
and heard her gasp as she touched her hips to his pelvis. Merlin� She then planted her lips at the base of his neck, and gave
a noise of annoyance at meeting cloth.

�My, do you have to button up this tightly?� she said, running her fingers over
his buttons. �Really, buttons from your waist all the way up to practically
your chin. It�s such a hassle.�

�There�s
a simple way of dealing with that,� he said, pushing on the top button himself.
Instantly all the buttons parted, and the material peeled back from his chest.
He gave a sharp breath at the first touch of her hand on his now naked skin.

He�s
versatile. So many textures, she thouas sas she ran her fingers over his
pectoral muscles�taut and distinctly outlined, with skin over them that felt
just a shade rougher than silk. Not quite
as soft as mine. The hairs she detected were no less versatile�somewhat
coarser at the top, downier and finer down his belly. She circled his navel
with the tip of her finger and heard him catch his breath again�and heard it
much louder when she trailed her fingers down from the waistband of his
trousers, a few inches to the increasingly hot bulge. She smiled. I will get to that later.

She
placed her hands on his shoulders, under the cloth resting on them, and she
felt his arms tense as he stretched them out, allowing her to slide his shirt
off completely. She placed her hands on his wrists and started to caress her
way up his arms. Rougher skin with wispy hairs on the outer sue, se, soft and
hairless on the inner side�This man has
it all. Everyone should caress their lover�s body blindfolded. A little
farther up, and she found well-toned biceps, triceps and deltoids, covered with
more of that delicate hair. She massaged the muscles gently and breathed in the
spicy scent coming off his skin.

She then
ran her hand down through his covering of chest hairs, searching. �Hermione��
She felt him tense up.

�Shhh,�
she said. �Relax,� and he did, but tensed up again as one thumb found what it
was looking for and then the other, and both thumbs began to make deliberate
circles. She heard his breathing come in shallow gasps, and then moans as the
sensitive flesh tautened up. She moved closer to him, became momentarily
distracted by his hot hardness pressing even closer against her hips, quickly
shook off the feeling and gently touched her lips to one nipple. She then
opened her lips, fitted them around it and began to caress with her tongue ever
so delicately. She thrilled at the simultaneous stiffness and silkiness�Gods, this man is fascinating�and more
of that heady, spicy scent and taste.

�Oh,
Hermione�� He brought his hands up and buried them in her hair. In response,
she moved with greater confidence, lapping more firmly, suckling, every so
often nicking with her teeth. Her lips and tongue grew more and more insistent,
and he began to growl. She abruptly released him, blew a cool breeze across
where she had just paid attention, and heard another delighted moan. She then
moved to the other nipple, approaching this one differently, reaching for it
with her tongue, picking it up and drawing it fully into her mouth. The hands
in her hair gripped almost painfully, but did not distract her as she paid the
same loving attention to this side. She then carefully took her prize between
her teeth, tugged lightly and heard him say her name in such a magnificent
growl that she felt a shock wave run through her, one that seemed to condense
between her thighs into a growing wetness.

He
suddenly pulled on her hair. �Off,� he said, and she released him, �Now it�s
your turn.� Quickly he reached behind her back and released the clasp of her
bra, then moved his hands to the waist of her shirt, and picking up both, he
slid them off her head.

Hermione
shivered as she felt the cool air on her breasts, firming up her nipples. And
shuddered when she felt his warm palms scooping them up, cradling them, teasing
and sensitizing the tips even more�

Severus
marveled at how welr brr breasts fit into his hands, clothed or unclothed,
equally responsive and resilient in either case�but now, naked, their sensation
was many times more intense. His palms and fingers took in the skin, softer
than any skin he�d touched before, until he came to the nipples�even more
velvety, if that was possible, in direct contrast to their growing hardness. He
leaned forward, placing his lips at the perimeter of one swell, making gradual
inward circles as his hand fondled the other. Finally he came to the center and
flicked his tongue over the silky tightness, hearing her harsh whisper of his
name. He took it into his mouth and began to suckle, savoring that exquisite
combination, drinking in some unidentifiable female scent this time. She truly
was a woman of many sensations, many scents and flavors�and many sounds, he
thought as she rasped out his name from the depths of her throat, a low,
guttural tone he hadn�t hearom hom her before. She clasped her hands behind his
head, trying to push even more of her breast into his mouth, and he gladly
followed her lead, snaking his arms around to press at her back, opening wide
and taking a whole mouthful of satiny flesh. His tongue kneaded her nipple, his
teeth lightly nipped the skin, and she said, �More,� in that same guttural
voice.

He
switched sides, feeling his erection, which had been relaxing, return with a
vengeance. Within seconds his trousers felt painfully tight, and incredibly
hot. He felt her hand slip down to his waistband. Oh my Gods, she knows exactly what she�s doing.

She
undid the top button with only the one hand, pulled down the zipper, then�
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