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Naughty Girl	By : gypsybaby21 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 21017 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione had been sitting in the Potions classroom for at least ten minutes, and she was starting to become impatient. If it is even possible she was feeling queasier than she had been nine minutes ago. Her stomach was knotted so badly she was sure it would never go back to normal, and the one question she�d continued to ask herself was still unanswered� Could she go through with this? More importantly did she have the courage?

�This is ridiculous! How can I even fathom the idea of having sex with a Professor?� Hermione mumbled.

Hermione shivered as a cold draft swept across her neck, making her turn toward the black door in horrible anticipation. She decided that she was just going to do it. After all, she was Hermione Granger. She was one third of the famous trio, with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley� She could do this.

It was her right to do this. Not only that, she was sexually frustrated. Who better to fulfill her fantasies than the one person she�s actually dreaming about! More importantly, she was tired of being a virgin.

She jumped in her seat as the door swung open suddenly, banging against the side of the wall, and causing her to bite her lip.

�Ow!� she whispered, trying desperately not to gag on the coppery taste of the blood that filled her mouth.

�Granger, be quiet. I will not have any of your attitude.�

�You startled me.�

Snape raised an eyebrow. �When did it enter your mind that I actually give a damn?�

It�s now or never Hermione. Just go for it�take him by surprise.

�Hear no evil,� Hermione spoke softly, her eyes focusing on the top of the desk in front of her.

Snape was silent. He was silent for so long that Hermione thought he hadn�t heard her. Slowly, cautiously, she lifted her eyes up to see him starring at her questioningly. It was then that she started to panic.

Oh God�Ginny lied. No she would never lie to me. He just doesn�t want me, or�

�What was that?�
All of that and he hadn�t heard her.
�Well I was thinking about the monkey figurines, hear no evil, speak no evil, and see no evil. Aren�t they cute?� Hermione asked with a shaky voice.

She could have smacked herself. It was as if she had never heard of the word subtlety. She almost died then and there, as the heat in her face intensified with the look Snape was casting in her direction. Hermione didn�t know whether she�d keel over and die, have a dry orgasm, or jump him.

She gave a nervous laugh and made a jumping motion with her hands. �You know, the little monkeys� the cute little monkeys.� Hermione gulped as Snape bowed his head and grinned, as he started towards her.
Hermione, in retaliation, stood up and started inching backwards, but not quickly enough--he was a mere hair length away from her. She felt like the rabbit in the fox�s den; her heart raced rapidly, proving it. Try as she might, she couldn�t take a steady breath.

�I never would have thought that the prim and proper Miss Hermione Granger would want to have anything to do with me,� he breathed against her lips.

This couldn�t be happening.

�Um,� Hermione sighed, �What are you doing?�

Snape smirked. �I�m performing your three requests.�

It took a moment for her to register his answer, but when she finally understood, panic set in. �Three? No-no I only�I wasn�t starting yet. I-� she stopped mid-sentence as Snape bent her head back, exposing her neck. Slowly he slid his tongue up the length of it, humming softly against her vein. �Oh my God!� Hermione grunted out in pleasure.

�I suppose I�ll just work my way down,� Snape informed her as he began unbuttoning her tailored white uniform shirt.

Hermione cried out in surprise, as Snape jerked the tails of her shirt out of her skirt, shoving the remains down her arms, showing off her white silk bra.

Snape grinned like a Cheshire cat as he dropped his hand down to cup her right breast, feeling the weight settle into his palm. �Nice.�

Hermione let out a kittenish mewl as he gently squeezed her breast, �Oh wow.�

Shivering, her eyes widened as she felt his hands slid down her thighs and cupped her arse through her skirt.

�Wrap your legs around me,� he grunted as he lifted her up at the same time pushing her skirt out of the way.

Instinctively she obeyed and gasped in surprise as she felt his excitement bumping against her dampened knickers. Her hips jerked forward causing Snape to grit his teeth as he turned towards his desk, gently setting her atop it.

She stared intently at the ground trying at all angles to avoid eye contact.

�How do you want it?� Snape asked heavily.

He sure was enthusiastic about this.

Hermione glanced up, her eyes wide with fear and want at the same time. �How do I want what?�

Snape�s eyes darkened and he bent forward, dropping his hands onto her bare legs, clenching his hands into her thighs tightly, and spreading them further. �Do you want me to fuck you hard against the desk or gently?�

Licking her suddenly dry lips she stared at him. �Well-um, what do you prefer?�

�It�s not up to me.�

�But suppose it was�what do you like best?�

Snape frowned and eyed her coolly. �If we were to do it my way it would be hard, fast and you wouldn�t be staring at me.�

�Huh?�

�I have chores for you to do, so lets not take all day deciding,� Snape snapped.

�Well, I�� she paused, �I suppose we can do it your way.�

Snape licked his lips as anticipation crossed his features. �I was hoping you would say that,� he whispered getting to his knees.

�Oh Merlin, what are you doing?� Hermione choked out as she leaned back on her hands.

�You said all three of the passwords. I�m not much for the first one, so I give a little of that and then go into the oral,� Snape informed her with his teacher tone while he slid his fingers into the corners of her knickers. Slowly pulling them down her thighs, past her calves, and letting them rest on the top of her feet. He lifted her legs up to his shoulders and bent down between her legs.

Hermione shudder trying desperately not to beg him to hurry as he trailed kisses up her calves. Just as quickly as he�d placed her on the desk, he yanked her thighs further apart, then lifted and rested them on his shoulders, forcing her bottom to slide off the edge of the desk. She fell back, the fear of falling bordering the edge of her mind as she gripped the edge of the desk.

With her brown curly hair dangling over the other side of the desk, her legs spread wide, draped over Professor Severus Snape�s shoulder, her knuckles white from gripping the edge of the desk, she knew that if anyone came in they�d definitely been in a bad position, literally and status wise.

Under statement of the century �Mione!

Her whole body jerked as she felt Snape�s wet tongue enter between her hot lips. Hermione thought she had died and gone to heaven. Her back arched up and her thighs clenched tightly around his head, pushing him closer. He pushed his tongue deeper and Hermione�s stomach fluttered at the gushing and sucking sounds.

She grunted in surprise, her eyes widened, and she propped her upper body up to take a peak as she felt Snape push a finger into her.

Hermione cringed slightly at the invasion. �Ahh�

�You�re tight aren�t you?� Snape pulled back and commented. �I�m going to put another finger in okay.�
She shook her head biting her lip as she watched him move slightly. She felt the other finger push its way through and she gasped.
Snape lifted an eyebrow and glanced up at her. �That hurt?�

�Yes,� Hermione gasped and dropped herself back down onto the desk starring up at the ceiling in horror.
�Haven�t you ever masturbated?� Snape growled out with a tiny sliver of frustration.
Hermione smacked her hands to her cheeks and moaned in embarrassment. �Yes, but I�ve never stuck anything up there and I�m not very adventurous so I don�t ride any brooms or horses��
Snape sighed. �Okay�what exactly did you do to masturbate?�
Hermione frowned and slowly tried to sit up.
�Stay down.�
She instantly dropped back onto the desk. �Well I just, um put pressure against�umm one time when my mother was teaching me how to drive, a muggle thing, she had to run to the restroom and I needed to get something from the passenger floor. So instead of going around I bent down and I-I bumped into the gear shift,� Hermione laughed.
�How very amusing,� Snape sneered, but yet his eyes twinkled with amusement.
Hermione pushed herself up on her elbows. �Are you making fun of me?�
Snape smirked and raised a black eyebrow. �And if I am?�
�It�s not my fault I��
�Of course not.�
Snape gave her a genuine smile and stood up. �Get up and turn around.�
�Why?�
Snape scowled at her. �Don�t question, just do it.�
Hermione gasped as Snape flipped her over on the desk. She pressed her hot, flushed face against the cool top of the desk, biting her lip nervously as she heard Snape unzip his pants. The sound of clothing rustling and dropping to the ground had Hermione bite her lip harder.
He placed his hand on her head. �Don�t move.�
Hermione blinked rapidly as she noticed for the first time that sun was streaming down through a crack in the ceiling giving the mahogany desktop a glistening look.
I wonder how that happened? Sun in the dungeon�the joys of magic!
His shoes clamped on the floor as he walked around the desk. Hermione�s eyes flickered fearfully as she saw Snape pull something out of his drawer and then resumed his position behind her.
A loud crack smacked through the air and the pain that came directly after it was so shocking that it took Hermione a second to realize what had happened. Tears stung her eyes and she gritted her teeth.
�Oww,� she gasped.
Snape sighed and ran a hand softly over the red welt. �Did that hurt?�
�Yes it hurt, you bloody bastard!�
The whip cracked again, stinging her other butt cheek. Hermione was so shocked that she jerked, ramming her hips against the desk, causing her more pain.
�Please stop,� Hermione cried softly just as he executed another one. �Stop!�
Hermione heard something clatter to the floor and sighed, but her relief was short lived as she felt Snape grip her hips and ram into her. She screamed as pain shot through her. It was blinding agony and considering how many times she�d been cursed it was saying something.
�Oh-oww!�
�Shh,� Snape whispered soothingly, running his hand up and down her back.
He curled his hand around her stomach and pulled her up ignoring the whimper she let out from the movement. He allowed her to rest her head against his shoulder and her back against his chest so that she could adjust.
�Y-you can move now,� she whispered softly.
�Brace yourself against the desk.�
She bent down and placed her palms against the desktop giving a un-lady like grunt as Snape slammed into her, smacking skin against skin. The noise echoed at Hermione groaned.
She gritted her teeth as the pain seared through her. When he hadn�t been moving it had quickly started to ebb away, but now that he was it hurt like hell.
�Oh-ouch.�
�It will go away soon,� Snape breathed heavily as he bent down over her, dropping his chin onto her shoulder as he continued grinding his hips against her arse.
Three hard thrusts later and Hermione was slowly getting used to the invasion and movement. Juices collected around his cock allowing Snape to slide in and out easier. A pleasant heated sensation began building deep in Hermione�s stomach. She reached up and clutched the other side of the desk.
�Oh yes,� Hermione moaned in pleasure.
Just as her orgasm was building up to its peak Snape pulled away and jerked his hands swiftly back and forth over his cock until he spilled into the valley of Hermione�s back. A deep low growl tore from his mouth, his chest heaving as he bent down and slipped his pants up so that they rested against his hips.
Hermione slowly stood up and stared down at the wetness, a mixture of blood and come, between her legs that was trickling down.
�Clean yourself up and we�ll go again in a little while.�
Hermione turned and smiled gently. �Okay, but only if you let me have an orgasm.�
Snape raised an eyebrow and grinned as she once again lifted herself up on his desk and spread her legs. He walked forward and knelt down, leaning forward.

~Fin~

I�m not completely sure I was happy with this part, but I was completely displeased with it. Anyhow, I haven�t read over it and it�s not beta-read so I apologize for any mistakes. I was trying to keep them as in character as possible, but then again this was my first Snape/Hermione fic so hopefully I did somewhat okay.
I left it like I did so that if people approved of this chapter and of the story in general I could do a sequel/continuation of this fic. Let me know what you all think!

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