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Trust	By : Merciless Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 25351 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Severus Snape stared at himself in the mirror and wondered how on earth she�d thought anything about him was beautiful. It had to be a lie. She must have been playing him. He was so pathetically easy to play when it came to matters of a personal nature.

Bellatrix had always managed to play him like an idiot boy, teasing him and promising him understanding and acceptance, only to deliver pain and humiliation, every� damned� time�

Narcissa had been another one. So coldly beautiful that he�d nearly shit himself when she�d come on to him one night. Of course it had been a set-up. Lucius and she�d had quite the laugh at his expense, when he�d jumped through her hoops like trained monkey.

Before all of them, had been Lily. Beautiful, distant Lily. She�d dragged him along behind her like a raggedy stuffed animal, there when she�d needed declarations of perfection to bolster her fragile ego, but embarrassing out in the light of day. She eventually tossed him into the ash heap when she�d found a new toy.

Now there was Granger. Utterly, enchantingly beautiful. But with a power over him that he both craved and feared down to the very fiber of his being. His whole life, he�d just wanted to be wanted. Now he was dangerously close to losing everything. If she made public what he�d let her do to him last night, he�d never be able to go out in the light of day again. But more than that, there had been glimpses of his paradise last night. Moments of an utter acceptance that he knew he would kill for, if it was genuine. But he had no way of believing it. She�d called his need beautiful. She�d thanked him for giving it to her like a precious gift. The very thought made him want to weep tears of joy. But standing here staring at his reflection, he realized the chances of it having been real were laughably small. It had to have been just some nonsense she�d spewed while swollen with her carnal power.

And she was powerful. She had more power over him now than she could possibly realize. He�d always been a fool for a woman who would tell him what to do.

His cock twitched at the memory of her ordering him to wank in front of her, while she had her talented fingers shoved up his arse. He�d never done such a thing in his life. But he would crawl across broken glass to do it again, if she asked. If only it were real.

He looked at the clock, two hours until the curse struck for the last time. His stomach clenched with anxiety.

She�d been gone from the castle all day, Minerva had mentioned it in passing at breakfast, and surveillance of the infirmary had confirmed it. It was unusual for her to leave. She took her duties seriously.

He couldn�t help but think it was related to what had happened between them. Why else would she ask for a nurse from St. Mungo�s to fill in, while she ran off to who knows where, doing Merlin knows what, with who the fuck else? She�d said what had happened last night could be repeated. She hadn�t said it would be. Would the substitute nurse be there when the curse stuck again? Was Granger so callous as to leave him at the humiliating mercy of another?

Perhaps he would be better off heading to the infirmary now and grabbing that jar of salve before the countdown got any closer. Maybe he should just treat himself. Never once in his life had he ever benefitted from anyone having even the slightest bit of power over him, despite his depraved need.

He swirled around and left his bedroom.

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Snape ground his teeth together in bitter disappointment as he unbuttoned his shirt and stripped it off. The clock ticked toward the final moments as he unscrewed the lid on the jar the nurse had handed to him, and set it down next to the pile of towels on the edge of the bed. He unbuckled his belt and opened the buttons on his trousers, shoving them roughly to his knees, along with his pants. They slid slowly down to the floor. He turned and looked at his own arse in the mirror he�d set up behind him and scooped up a handful of salve.

The first hint of pain hit him, much lesser than the other nights, and he began applying the remedy quickly, staring resolutely ahead of him at the clock. When the building pain halted and retreated, he made a note of the time and began methodically massaging his own arse.

He panicked when he heard his Floo activate out in the sitting room. Only two people had the emergency override to his block, the Headmistress, and the School Nurse. He snatched up his wand and slammed his bedroom door with a flourish, before resuming his treatment. He felt utterly emasculated, caught with his pants around his ankles while someone was in his quarters. He couldn�t stop; he knew the pain would be intolerable if he did.

He cried out in horrified frustration when he heard the knob on the bedroom door turn. He reached for his wand again, but it slipped out of his greasy hand and rolled under the bed.

The door opened and he turned to see Granger in her nursing uniform, of maroon cotton, with an apron and ridiculous hat. She looked utterly captivating. His cock decided to leap into the humiliation game and sprang to life at the sight of her. He growled in powerless rage.

�Trust takes a long time in the average person,� she said, as she reached up and unpinned her hat, sitting it down on his chest of drawers. �It takes a lot longer in many others.� She untied her apron, pulling a few items from her pocket and tossing them on the dressing table, before stripping the apron off. �I suspect with you, it will take time, effort and multiple displays of proof.� She started unbuttoning her robes. �Don�t stop. You will hurt yourself, and I do not like to see you in pain.�

He resumed massaging in the salve as he watched her like a rabbit caught in the mesmerizing stare of a snake.

�I have been upstairs waiting for you. I returned to the castle over an hour ago. It didn�t occur to me to ask Petula if you had stopped by already. I should have, I don�t know why I didn�t.� She unbuttoned her sleeves. �It wasn't until I went to grab the salve and go looking for you, that I saw it was missing. I realized I had erred in being gone all day.� She pulled her robes over her head, revealing a cotton slip, silk stockings and dainty, pointy-toed shoes.

His cock bobbed.

�I should have told you I would have been back in time. I shouldn�t have left you dangling like that.� She pulled the slip over her head, leaving nothing but her knickers, suspenders and stockings. He stared at her perfect breasts. Her nipples were hard. �You are to be commended for taking care of your needs, yourself. Again, I apologize for my oversight. I have been remiss. I need to learn to take better care of you than that, and I will, if you allow it.�

His breath left him in a rush. He felt like a fool. He was utterly exposed, literally and figuratively. She stood in nothing but half of her undergarments and looked like a queen. He stood with his dignity around his ankles and his cock stabbing at the air, and felt like the jester. One wrong word from her and he would die on the spot from his shame.

She slipped off her shoes and unsnapped the suspenders, making a mouthwatering production of removing her stockings. She pushed her knickers down her shapely legs, and stepped out of them. She lifted up her arms, making her breasts do unbelievable things, and began to pull the pins out of her hair.

�Keep at it, Severus. Don�t lose focus just yet.�

He rubbed at his arse with both hands, while his cock started to weep.

Her hair cascaded down and covered her breasts, until she fluffed it out and threw it back over her shoulder. When she was completely naked she came and stood next to him.

�I thought you would prefer if things were a little more equal. You�re not at a disadvantage now.�

He sneered and looked down at his dripping cock and back up at her with a raised eyebrow.

She smirked. �Oh, mine�s just as hard. It�s just more discreet, and I could out drip you any day.�

She picked up a towel and handed it to him, before taking another and walking behind him.

�What do you want from me, Granger?� he growled.

�I suspect I want everything, Severus. But I will start with trust. Clean off your hands. I will take over. How much time is left?�

His heart started hammering in his chest as he pointed to the clock by his pillow and said, �Five minutes.�

She scooped up more salve, warmed it in her hands and began applying it. �Bend over and place both of your hands on the mattress,� she ordered quietly.

He let out a shuddering sigh and obeyed. His cock bounced and throbbed as her hands moved on his flesh in precise, professional strokes. The seemingly impersonal contact contrasted with their nudity to create a heady, eroticism that made his legs tremble. He ducked his head under his arm and looked at the mirror behind him, but could only make out the curve of her right flank. Her skin was flawless. He wanted so badly to fuck her. He wanted to lay her down and bury himself inside and fuck her until he was crippled. But more than that, he wanted her to fuck him again. He wondered if she would. He couldn�t bring himself to ask.

His entire being was focused on her hands. Her incredibly soft, warm hands stroking him so intimately. He felt more than naked. More than exposed. More than merely vulnerable. He felt utterly helpless. She could ruin him. Destroy him. She had such power over him. He wanted to trust her, craved it with his entire being. She had called him beautiful.

He had felt fear in his life. He thought he knew every flavor of fear and shame and terror. He had never felt anything like this. He was so afraid that this was a lie he knew he would die if he learned it was.

Her touches and strokes enflamed his need, and he knew it was something far more than sexual, but couldn�t separate it enough to fully take its measure.

He felt her stop and then her breast brushed against his back as she reached for a towel. He went to hand it to her, but her voice came, warm, and yet still professional. Gentle and businesslike. �Thank you, but keep your hands on the bed until I say.�

He closed his eyes and nodded meekly. She wiped off the salve and he took several ragged breaths as she started again.

By the time he was done with his treatment, he had been excited for so long he was starting to ache. He was also starting to worry. There had been none of the forbidden touches. None of the teasing caresses. No slow build up like the previous times. Surely, she would not just get dressed again and leave? Was this part of the trust she had spoken of? Did he have the courage to ask for what he wanted? Did he even know what he wanted? He grimaced down at the coverlet on his bed in frustration.

�Please remove your boots and the rest of your clothing,� she said, in that same, calm, controlled voice.

He pushed up off the bed and looked at her as he complied. She walked back over to his dressing table and collected several items that he couldn�t make out, and her wand.

�Return to your position, please, Severus,� she quietly demanded.

His ill-bred cock bounced, and he bent back over and planted his hands on the mattress. His heart started to pound again with what felt suspiciously more like panic than anticipation, as she walked back behind him.

�What are you going to do to me?� His voice came out hoarse and frightened, and he had to force himself not to push up from the bed and shy away from her.

He felt her hand rest on the small of his back as she said, �I'm going to worship you now, Severus. At anytime, if you want me to stop, just ask, and I will. Alright?�

He let out a long breath and nodded, not trusting his voice. He felt the warm tingle of her cleaning spell, as it removed the residue of the salve, and heard her clean her own hands. She wiped him dry with the last clean towel as he trembled. He felt nothing for a moment that lasted so long he again almost pushed up and turned, but then he felt her body mold itself to his back and he couldn�t stop the mewling little cry that escaped him.

She bent along his spine and he felt her breasts press against his back, her stomach yield against his arse, and the slight tickle of her pubic hair as it grazed the skin near the top of his thighs. Her hands came around and caressed his chest and she kissed him along his backbone.

�You are so very lovely to me,� she said, as her hands caressed his boney frame.

He sighed as he felt her lips press down along his back. Lower and lower, as the anticipation escalated. He whined a protest when he felt her body leave, but then his breath rushed out as he felt her soft mouth on his arse.

She pressed kisses across his arse cheeks, as her hands returned and caressed him. He couldn�t help himself. He began to push back against her gently, twisting slightly. It was incredible, but it wasn�t enough. It wasn�t what he wanted. Would she put her mouth where he really wanted it? Where he needed it?

He gasped when he felt her hands spread him wide and groaned when he felt her hot little mouth on him. Her tongue came out, and he cried out as she licked her way across his arsehole and down to his bollocks, sucking first one, and then the other into her hot mouth as he spread his legs for her. He nearly lost control. He knew he was saying things but had no idea what they were as he squirmed and shoved himself back onto her face.

He looked behind him and had a perfect view of her beautiful arse as she squatted on her haunches behind him and licked him out. He had never seen or felt anything like it.

He saw her reach down and pick up a rubber glove from the floor and didn�t know if the noise he made was a croon of encouragement, or simple begging. She placed a long, open mouthed kiss on his arse cheek before standing up and putting the glove on.

�This is what you want, isn�t it?�

�Yessss. Gods, yes. Please��

�I will. I want to. I want this,� she said, stroking her hand down his hip. �I have thought of nothing else all day. I left the castle to find out how to best please this greedy little arse of yours. I was all day learning how to properly fuck your hot little hole, Severus.� He almost came from her words alone. �I have quite the extensive library now. I will let you read it, so you can tell me what you want and how you want it. We will save that for later. For now, I will be your gentle mistress and take what I want. Remember, you have only to ask for me to stop.�

He found his voice and rasped. �Take it. Do whatever you want. Use me.�

�Oh, I intend to.�

She picked up her wand and whispered a spell, and then he felt her drizzle lubricant down the crack of his arse. Her hand followed soon after, and in no time she was teasing him open while he moaned.

He felt her other hand on his back, between his shoulder blades and then she was pushing him down, until his head rested on his folded arms. He was standing with his arse up in the air and felt gloriously exposed for her pleasure.

Her finger penetrated him and he shuddered. His breath came in rasping gulps between loud moans. He�d never been this vocal before. He�d never been this wanton and desperate.

She worked another finger into him, filling him, stretching him, and he moaned, �Oh� fuck yessss.�

�Ohhh,� she moaned in response. �Oh, Severus. This is so hot. I love the way you can�t get enough of my touch.�

Her words amazed and thrilled him, even as they confused him. Who could ever get enough of her touch? She was beautiful. She was fucking perfect. She was every man�s dream, including his own since he had first seen the lovely woman walk into the school and not recognized her. And now here he was, two very lonely years later with her fingers shoved up inside of him, and she was moaning over him.

It was beyond his fantasies. When he would wank over thoughts of her it was always that he had stumbled across her naked and needy due to some sort of implausible accident. He hadn�t even allowed himself to pretend her willingness was a possibility even in his carnal dreams.

His thoughts were suddenly scattered by a new sensation. A warm, liquid sensation of pure pleasure melted across his entire pelvis and he responded with a long, low moan.

�Is that good?� she asked in a high, breathy voice. �That�s your prostate. It�s supposed to be pleasurable.�

He let out a strangled cry and nodded furiously against his arms as he twisted and rotated under her expert hands. The warm, liquid feeling began to transform into a hot buzzing and he was panting with need. He had never felt anything at all like this. He shoved himself back on her fingers, wanting her to be more forceful, less gentle. In response, she pulled her fingers out of him. He cried out, �No! Don�t stop!�

�Shhhh. It�s alright.�

He pushed up and twisted around to face her, unconsciously stroking his cock. �Please,� he begged. �I want�� His words cut off when he saw what she held in her hand. �Ohhh� Oh, yes��

She guided him back around and he assumed the position, head on folded arms, arse pushed up high in the air. He trembled violently, despite her warm caress, soothing his back. When he felt the tip of the phallus touch his entrance, he didn�t know if he wanted to flinch away, or ram himself onto it. All he was sure about was that he was going to be disgusted with himself at some point in the very near future when this insane lust dissipated.

He felt more lubrication trickle down his arse and heard her sex-filled voice ask, �Are you ready?�

He spread his legs farther apart and nodded.

He bit his lip as he felt the warm, hard length begin to slip into his arse. The thicker ridge of the fake head breached him, and he hissed.

�Too much?� she asked, in a shaky voice.

He shook his head. �No. More. Give me more. I want to feel it all.�

�Oh, gods, Severus. I�ve never done anything to compare with this. You�ve made me so hot; I�m dripping down my legs. I�ve never seen anything sexier than you giving yourself to me this way.�

He moaned, as she worked even more of the dildo into his hole.

He was lost on a sea of carnal sensation and need and confusion. Was he gay? Had he always wanted a cock in his arse? He sure as fuck did now, but had he ever wanted it before? He couldn�t remember ever being titillated by the idea before. He�d known enough blokes that swung that way, and even both ways, for the idea not to have been so utterly foreign if that was how he was bent. But he�d simply never been interested. He tried to picture what sort of man he would want fucking him in the arse and could only picture Hermione. He concluded that wanting a beautiful woman to stuff his hole full didn�t make him gay, it just made him strange. That was nothing new.

Again, she found his prostate and he threw his head back and howled. She began to pump the fraudulent cock in and out of him, angling it and stroking that spot inside on each pass. He felt his body suddenly relax and the cock now moved freer. It felt as if his arse had just fallen open so he could receive more of this incredible pleasure. He howled like a craven animal, as she fucked him with her toy. It felt so wrong. It felt so good. It felt like he�d been waiting his whole life for this.

His legs began to shake, as he reached a hand between and began wildly stroking himself.

She reached around and stopped him, pulling his hand away from his cock. She pulled the toy out of his bum, and he cried out, �I�m sorry! I won�t touch myself, don�t stop!�

She kissed his back. �I�m not stopping. I just don�t want you to finish yet. Turn around and sit on the bed.

He looked back over his shoulder, insecure and fearful, and she leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, before urging him up. He stood and turned around and looked down into her warm, brown eyes, before his gaze fell to her succulent breasts and her narrow waist. She seemed such a tiny thing to have intimidated him for these two years.

He felt the warm lubricant trickle out of his arse and shuddered.

She stroked a hand down his chest and said, �Do you trust me, Severus?�

He sneered and captured her hand. �I trust no one.�

She turned her hand and twined her fingers around his, bringing his hand to her lips and kissing it. �But you want to trust me, don�t you?�

He struggled in silence for a long moment, before whispering, �Yes.�

She smiled at him and nudged him, and he sat down on the bed. Somehow, facing her was even more nerve-wracking. When he�d been face-down, it somehow hadn�t been so painfully intimate. He was absolutely at a loss for what to do, or what she wanted. He knew what he wanted, but was terrified of taking some liberty that would offend her and chase her away. He was uncomfortable with the way she looked down on his unlovely face.

He felt his eyes widen, as she slowly leaned closer, and then a miracle occurred. She smiled at him and timidly kissed him. Not one of her pitying, reassuring kisses like the other night, but a shy kiss, as if she weren�t sure her kisses would be welcome.

He wrapped his arms around her and tried to thoroughly disabuse her of that notion. He kissed her back greedily, desperately, and with as much skill as he could lay claim to, holding her perfect body tightly to his nakedness. His hands filled with her perfect breasts and tugged on her hard nipples, as she moaned and scrubbed her hands through his hair. He was quickly lost in a haze of blind lust.

She kissed him passionately, her lips closing about tongue and sucking it. Her hands left his body and he reached up and held her face still so he could plunder her mouth. He felt her fidgeting with something, but was too absorbed in his own world to care.

She pulled away with a last kiss and he watched, mesmerized as she licked at her glistening lips. She settled her hands on his shoulders and began to push him down onto his back, and he frowned at her in confusion before he looked down and saw what she intended.

His breath blew out in a rush and his heart felt like it would leap out of his chest, so wildly was it beating. He groaned and laid back.

�Bring your hips to the edge,� she commanded, as she stroked his chest and belly. She pinch one of his nipples and he hissed as he wriggled to the edge. He didn�t know what to do with his legs, so he left them to dangle, with his toes brushing the rug.

Her hands stroked his flesh and he shivered in anticipation. He bit his lip and twisted his head to the side when he felt her hands wrap around his cock and caress him gently, before sliding lower and rolling his balls in her hand. She stroked his thighs and then lifted them, folding his legs back up to his body, and he moaned. He reached out and grabbed himself behind the knees.

He heard a whispered spell, and then felt the warm lubricant dribble down between his legs again. When she teased his hole, he couldn�t stop the high-pitched gurgle that escaped.

She rubbed the phallus against him, slowly relaxing his pleasantly sore pucker again with the toy she now wore strapped around her hips.

He grew impatient.

�Do it,� he rasped.

�You want this? You want me to fuck your tight hole, Severus?�

Her dirty words made his cock bounce. �Yes, for the love of Merlin, just shove it up my arse, Granger.�

He felt it rest against his opening, and then she began to push in with agonizing slowness. He wanted her to ram it in. He wanted it rough and hard, but the reality was it was already almost too much. He felt his already sensitized flesh expand and stretch as he was slowly filled. She crooned to him, stroking the back s of his thighs and his arse as she corkscrewed her fake cock into him. He threw his head back and howled.

�Oh, fuck, Severus. You look so wonderful. Look at you, spread open before me and whimpering in pleasure. What a hot little arse you have. What a tight little hole. I�m going to fuck you until you scream. I want you to scream. I want you to tell me how good it is. There. There. Can you feel me deep inside you? You�ve got it all. What a good fuck you are, taking it all on the first try like a greedy little whore.�

He whimpered as he felt her thighs against his bum. Her words were like a drug, sending him further and further out of his mind.

She pulled out and slowly sank back into him, and he reached down and grabbed his own arse and pulled himself open.

�More,� he rasped. �Fuck me, Granger. Fuck me harder.�

She pulled out and slid back in again, slowly building up the pace. It didn�t take long before he started to mindlessly moan, reveling in the feeling of being taken, and the sound of her body slapping against him. At this angle, she was stroking his prostate on every thrust and the pleasure was more than he had ever experienced before in his life.

He opened his eyes and watched her breasts bounce and her belly jiggle with the force of her exertion. Her mouth hung open and she constantly licked her lips and muttered sweet and filthy things.

Her eyes were riveted on his cock, which, curiously, was not as hard as he thought it should be, considering the level of ecstasy he was soaring at.

�Yessss� It feels so good� yes� fuck me,� he moaned. �Fuck, I'm going to come just from this.�

She whispered another spell and the toy began to vibrate. From their matching screams, he assumed the vibration was as much a pleasure for her as for him. She lifted one of his legs up onto her shoulder and began mindlessly kissing and licking it as she slammed her cock into him again and again.

�So, good,� she moaned. �So good� My beautiful Severus. Oh god, I'm going to��

She reached down and grabbed his cock, squeezing it as she wailed through her own orgasm. He felt himself sliding over the edge, and when she began fisting him, it took no time at all.

He flung his head back and babbled anything and everything as his body exploded in rapture. He barely registered the hot, wet splatter along his cheek and neck as his orgasm seemed to take days to end.

He felt her slip out of him and lower his leg, but he was too helpless to have an opinion on these matters. The post-coital befuddlement was nearly too much. He couldn�t seem to think. He couldn�t catch his breath. He couldn�t seem to stop his inexorable slide into unconsciousness. All he was aware of was that he had just been fucked by the most incredible woman in the world.

He felt her hand smearing the cooling spunk on his chest and lifted his head to peer at the mess. Bloody hell, he must have a week�s worth of cum all over him.

�I had read that milking the prostate produced more fluid, but I wasn't quite expecting that much,� she said. �That was magnificent to watch.�

He felt a warm tingle as she cleaned him off with her wand.

He dropped his head back on the bed with a mumbled, �Mmph.�

�Are you sore?� she asked, in a softer voice. �I might have been too rough towards the end.�

He looked at her with tenderness and shook his head. He tried to smile reassuringly, but only managed a solitary lip twitch. With the last of his free will, he reached out and curled his hand around her elbow, as she sat on the bed next to him.

�Stay,� he said. He�d intended to beg, but he simply didn�t have the energy. He rolled slightly, and pulled his legs up on the bed. Nothing could have stopped him from finding a comfortable position and passing out in a boneless heap at the end of his bed. The last thing he knew was her warm weight curling up against him and a blanket settling over them both.
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