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Ginny's Fantasy	By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 21483 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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“Why? What are you going to do to me?''

“Everything.” Ginny hissed, her lips capturing his in a passionate kiss. He groaned as she reached down and slowly freed his aching erection.

“You are bigger then I imagined.” She murmured against his lips, breaking the kiss to glance down at his cock, her hand gently caressing him from base to tip.

His eyes followed her gaze and when he spoke, his voice was raspy with pleasure. “You have no idea how hard it's been for me to remain silent for so long.” Looking up he smirked sexily. “If you were going to be having your wicked way with me in your fantasies, you should have at least done me justice.”

“You're right.” She teased, squeezing the head of his cock, before sliding her hand down his shaft. “And I didn't do you justice at all, did I?” Leaning forward, she pressed light kisses across his face.

“No you didn't.” He groaned, reaching up to run his fingers through her hair, pressing his tongue inside her mouth. His kiss became more urgent as she continued to explore and stroke his cock. “Uhhhh, Ms. Weassssss.....Ginny, that feels so good.” He growled, his head falling back against the back of the sofa, groaning as her hand moved rapidly, focusing on the soft skin on the head of his cock.

“But........?”

“But if you keep doing what you're doing, it's going to be over before we even get started.”

“Why?” She teased, pulling her hand away and licking her palm before returning to stroke him. He groaned at the wet hot feel of her hand. “Are you going to come?”

“I'm close.” He panted.

“That's why I asked how many times you could come in an evening.” She relaxed her grip on his swollen cock, her thumb smearing pre cum across the head. “What's your personal best?”

“Alone or with a partner?” Her fingers where barely ghosting over his cock now and even though his balls felt heavy and swollen, throbbing painfully with his need to come, he no longer felt like he was going to explode at any minute.

“Both, either.” She giggled, placing soft pecking kisses across his lips.

“Alone, six times, with a partner four, but I'd like it noted I was not the one who wanted to stop.”

“Wore her out did you?” She smirked, squeezing and stroking firmly, before relaxing her grasp. He hissed softly at the brief moment of stimulation.

“I suppose you could say that.” His voice was low and husky, his hips flexing involuntarily as her fingers continued to play across his heated flesh.

Watching his face carefully, Ginny licked her palm again and returned her spit slick hand to his cock. His eyes fluttered closed as she worked him, squeezing and stroking. Switching her grip, Ginny rubbed her fist rapidly across the head. He opened his eyes and bit down on his bottom lip. His fingers gripping her hips tightly as his own hips moved, thrusting rhythmically up into her stroking hand. Ginny's pussy throbbed and flooded with heat as she watched the changing expressions of pleasure range across his face. Stroking frantically now, she felt his cock jerk and swell in her hand just as a gaspy “Ooooaffff” sound escaped his lips. His head fell back and he groaned as hot come filled her hand, landing on her wrist and thighs. Squeezing him tightly, Ginny ran her hand up and down, smiling to herself as she milked three more jets of milky thick fluid from him,

“Oh stop.” He gasped, grabbing her wrist and shuddering violently. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, his chest rising and falling heavily. She held his softening cock loosely in her hand as she watched him slowly recover from his climax.

“Fuck.” He muttered softly, his large hand reaching up to grab the nape of her neck. He pulled her to him and kissed her deeply, his tongue demanding as it claimed and dominated hers, exploring every inch of her mouth.

“Wait.” She gasped, grabbing his hands as he moved to push the hem of her shirt up.

“What?” He pulled back from her panting, his hands still clutching at her waist.

“Bed?”

A momentary look of indecision clouded his face, before he nodded his head and loosened his grip on her waist. Ginny crawled off his lap and watched as he tucked his semi hard cock back inside the open front of his trousers. Leaving them unfastened, he grabbed her hand and led her across the room to a partially open door. He pushed it open and stood back so she could enter before him.

“So this is your bedroom?” She whispered, her voice almost reverent as she stepped into his most private inner sanctum. A large four poster canopy bed dominated the large room, it's black bed curtains pulled back and tied carefully. The rich black duvet appeared thick and luxurious. His large hands settled on her shoulders, urging her forward when she paused trying to take in the entire room from inside the doorway. Stepping around her, he approached the bed and turned back the heavy cover revealing pale blueish gray sheets. “Not green?” She mumbled, her voice barely audible.

“No. Not green.” He answered, glancing quickly over his shoulder. Stripping off his already unbuttoned shirt, he sat on the edge of the bed and held his hand out, beckoning her to him.

Pausing just long enough to take in his pale, wiry muscled chest, Ginny took a deep breath and stepped forward, allowing him to pull her into his arms. Some of her own nervousness vanished as she felt the slight trembling in his hands and the look of wary apprehension on his face. “Are you nervous too?” She asked, looking deep in his black eyes.

“A bit.” His large hand reached up to unbutton her school blouse. “You aren't changing your mind are you?”

She shook her head vigorously, watching as his nimble fingers worked at the tiny buttons.

“Good.” He said, leaning forward to kiss her gently, his hands pushing her shirt off her shoulders and down her arms. “Pretty.” He said softly, placing his finger on the tiny bow attached between the cups of her plain, pale pink bra. Her skin seemed to burn as he trailed his finger down her stomach to the waist band of her pleated school skirt. Pressing his lips harder against hers, he massaged her tongue with his as he reached around to unfasten her skirt. She placed her hands on his broad shoulder, balancing herself as she stepped out of the garment and kicked it aside.

“Mmmm.” He moaned softly, leaning back and letting his eyes travel up and down her body. Blushing, Ginny toed off her shoes and reached down to peel off her socks; when her feet were bare, she climbed up on to the bed, reclining next to him, her head propped up on her hand. He glanced over his shoulder at her, before bending down to remove his own boots. He flinched a little when she reached over to traced a finger down his spine, each vertebrae prominent on his lean frame. With his back still to her, he stood and pushed his trousers and pants off his hips and down his legs. Ginny's eyes roamed over his naked form as he lay down on the bed beside her, turning to gaze deeply into her eyes. “It's not exactly what you were picturing.” His face flushed crimson.

It was the truth, he was far skinnier then she had imagined, his heavy teaching robes giving the illusion of bulk; but despite his leaness, his body was muscled and well defined. Running her hand down his chest and across his ribcage, she let her finger linger on the line of black hair that formed under his naval and trailed down his abdomen, growing thick as it surrounded his cock and bullocks.

Leaning forward she kissed him lightly on the lips. “It's better.”

“Better.” He repeated, chuckling deep down in his throat. Rolling over, he nudged her shoulder until she was lying flat on her back, gazing up at him. “You are so beautiful.” He said, letting his eyes and his fingertips move gently across her exposed skin. “Far more beautiful then you see yourself.” She blushed crimson as he pressed his mouth to hers, his tongue once again tasting and exploring. His hands moved to her back and made quick work of the hooks on her bra. Ginny moaned and wiggled beneath him as his lips, tongue and teeth explored her neck, chest and nipples. With his lips wrapped around one nipple, he reached down and and ran his fingers up one thigh to her still knicker clad center. Rubbing his palm and fingers across the damp material, he lifted his head to stare down at her, his eyes a mixture of curiosity and wonder. “You really do want me, don't you?”

Nodding her head frantically, Ginny arched her back and ground her heated pussy against his hand. “Yes.” She whimpered. “Please.” Snape smiled and resumed his oral exploration of her body, while continuing his gentle tease to her center. Kissing his way across her belly, he climbed to his knees and grabbed the sides of her knickers, yanking them down and off her legs. His cock grew even harder at the soft sounds she made as he kissed his way up her foot, across her ankle, slowly working his way up to her thighs.

“Oh fuck, Severus.” She cried out, burying her fingers into his long black hair as he licked through her folds, teasing her clit with the tip of his tongue. “I just knew you'd be good at this.” She gasped, wiggling her hips as waves of pleasure tingled her nerve endings. “Oh please don't stop, it feels so good.” Her fingers were tangled in his hair now, holding his head in placed as he rubbed the hard bundle of nerves with his tongue. “Oh yes.” She hissed, her hips bucking when he inserted a long, slender finger inside her tight channel, thrusting gently. Moving his tongue and his finger in tandem, Severus listened as her cries grew more urgent and he knew she was close. He gripped her hip tightly, trying to hold her still as she came, her muscles tightening around his thrusting finger. “Oh fuck.” She panted breathlessly as her toes curled and her muscles quivered. She opened her eyes, when she felt him hovering above her, his lips still wet with her juices as he kissed tenderly across her face. Spreading her legs wide, she felt the head of his cock nudging against her still tingling folds.

“If you are having any doubts or second thoughts.” He groaned, his jaw tight. “Now would be the time to voice them.”

“You could stop now?” She ran her hands down his sides and across the swell of his arse cheeks.

“Not easily. But yes, if you wanted me to, I would stop.” He gazed down at her, his arms trembling slightly, his face a mask of desire and indecision.

“If you try to stop now I'll hex you and you know I can too.” She moaned, her hands gripping, pulling him to her.

“Well I definitely don't want you to hex me.” He smiled with relief, leaning down to kiss her softly.

“Then fucking fuck me already.” She cried out, thrusting her hips towards him.

“So eager.” He chuckled, moving his hips and slowly pressing himself inside her. “And so fucking tight.” He laughter turned into a groan as he thrust, driving himself in deeper and deeper into her wet heat. “Merlin Ginny.” He panted, resting his forehead on her shoulder, basking in the incredible feel of her wrapped around his cock.

“Oh Severus.” She cried out as he surged forward, the thick shaft of his cock grinding and rubbing against her clit. “I can't believe this is real. That it's really happening.”

“Believe it.” He growled, pushing himself forward with his knees, his large hands gripping her tightly as his hips moved rhythmically. Meeting his pounding thrusts, Ginny moaned softly as a ball of tension formed spinning and turning inside her chest, each pass of his cock over her clit, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of explosion. White lights flashed behind her eyes and her toes curled as she fell, clinging tightly to him. Panting and shivering she fell back against the bed as Severus moved above her, his thrusts become faster and more erratic. “Oh Ginny.” He moaned, digging his fingers into her hips as he froze, the muscles in his arms and back shuddering as he released, coming forcefully inside of her. “Uhhh.” He sighed, collapsing half on and half off her, gasping for breath.

“Are you okay.” She whispered, running her hands along his sweaty back.

“Mmmmm.” He moaned, lifting his head to kiss her sloppily on the cheek. “I am very, very okay.” Rolling over onto his back, he stared up at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling rapidly as his breathing slowly returning to normal. He turned his head to stare at the red haired girl. “Are you okay? You're very quiet all of a sudden.” His eyes narrowed at the pensive look on her face. “Why are you looking at me like that? You aren't having regrets already?”

“No.” She shook her head vigorously. “No regrets. I was just wondering............if just now............you were thinking about me.......or.........?” She paused, looking away, unable to complete the question.

“Look at me, Ginny.” He said, reaching up to run his fingers through her long red hair. “I was only with you, Ginny Weasley, with my mind and with my body.”

“But Lily?” She whispered, lowering her eyes from his intense gaze. “You loved her so much.”

“I did.” He nodded. “I still do I suppose.” Sighing heavily he turned his gaze back up to the ceiling. “But I've realized that she is my past and while I will always love her and she will always hold special place in my heart, I need to let the past stay in the past. It's time I move on.”

“With someone alive?”

“Yes. With someone alive.” He reached over and grabbed her, pulling her across his chest. “Now. Do you think you've gotten me out of your system yet? Or do you need a bit more?”

“Hmmmm.” She turned her eyes up in mock concentration. “I think I need a bit more yet.”

“I was hoping you'd say that.” He growled, pulling her face to his and kissing her passionately.
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