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Snape's Room in the Basement	By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 41067 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Smiling up at her, Snape reached down and grasped his erection, stroking it lazily. "You really like to watch me do this don't you?"

"Mmmm Hmmm" Ginny nodded, biting on her lower lip.

"It turns you on, doesn't it?"

"More then you know." She whispered huskily, her eyes riveted on the hand stroking his cock.

"Mmmmmm." He moaned, sliding down further in the chair, his long legs stretched out before him, his hand working his cock. He kept his eyes locked on her face. Watching her eyes fill with lust, her pink tongue coming out to lick her lips.

"Touch your breasts." He hissed, rubbing his hand quickly across the head of his dick, moaning slightly.

Ginny ran her hands up her body and cupped her breasts, her eyes rising to look into his.

"Now pinch your nipples." He stroked himself slowly as he watched her follow his directions. "Pull on them, twist them, pull them until they are hard."

Ginny moaned softly as she pinched and pulled at her sensitive nipples. Her body radiated with pleasure as she watched him touch himself while she teased her own breasts.

"Oh Ginny." Snape moaned, stroking himself faster and faster.

"Are you close?" Ginny asked, pulling on her nipples. "Are you going to come?"

"Almost." He hissed, his hand now flying across the head of his cock, his hips rising off the seat involuntarily. "Almost."

Ginny dropped to her knees before him and pushed his hand away. He cried out when she plunged her mouth down over his cock. 'Oh Ginny. Ohhhhhhhhhhh." He yelled loudly, thrusting up into her mouth as he exploded. He grasped the sides of her head as she sucked and milked his cock of every last drop. "Oh Merlin." His head dropped back on his chair and his whole body shuddering violently.

"Oh Ginny." He panted, gathering her in his arms to cuddle her on his lap. "Ginny." He repeated, placing little kisses on her hair and her face.

They sat there for a long time, just lightly touching and kissing each other. Before long their kisses begin to turn more urgent, more passionate. Severus ran his fingers through her long red hair as his tongue danced with hers. He moaned as she kissed his jaw and sucked gently on his neck. Her small hand reached down to lightly stroke his growing erection. He pulled her mouth back to his and pressed his tongue urgently between her lips, rubbing it frantically against hers. Before long, his cock was throbbing painfully, desperate to be buried inside of her.

"Stand up." He moaned, sucking lightly on her neck. "Stand up and bend over my desk."

She followed his instruction, smiling saucily over her shoulder at him. He rose from his chair and ran his fingers up her thigh, settling them into the hot wet heat between her legs.

"Oh yes." She sighed as he quickly located her clit and ran his fingers slowly across the sensitive nub. Rubbing her firmly, he listened to her breathing quicken and reveled in the tiny whimpers of pleasure that escaped her lips. Grasping her hip with his left hand, he guided his cock into her opening with his right.

"Oh you feel so good." Ginny moaned, flattening her torso across his desk, her hips thrusting to meet him.

They moved slowly, wanting to prolong their pleasure for as long as possible. Severus moved his hips, pulling his cock in and out of her at a slow, almost lazy pace. The feeling of her tight heat squeezing him made him groan with pleasure. Reaching down, he lightly brushed his finger across her clit.

"Oh I'm going to come." She cried out, her hips jerking and her interior muscles clamping down on him almost painfully. Grasping her hips he increased his thrust, pounding in and out of her almost brutally. "Oh yessssssssssssss." She cried out as her climax exploded, sending bolt of pleasure racing around her body.

Snape's fingers dug into her hips as he thrust into her once more and then froze, roaring loudly as he came, his cock jerking as he filled her over and over again.

He stood panting, unable and unwilling to pull away from her. He held his position until his legs began to tremble and he collapsed heavily into his chair. Grabbing Ginny's hands in his, he kissed her gently on her knuckles. "Detention is over, Ginny. It's time for you to go." He panted, pulling her down to kiss her passionately.

They dressed in silence and he walked her slowly down the aisle to the dungeon doors. Waving his hand he unlocked and opened the door. "See you in class tomorrow." He said, kissing her tenderly on the cheek.

She nodded her head and turned to leave, pausing when he called after her.

"And Ginny, don't ever come late to my class again."

She smiled and waved her hand at him, before turning to walk down the darkening corridor.

Ginny groaned and collapsed heavily on the sofa in the Gryffindor common room. Her left shoulder and arm throbbed from a Bludger strike that had nearly knocked her off her broom. Ron flopped down on the floor near her feet, while Harry sagged into a nearby chair. They were cold, wet, exhausted and defeated.

The match against Slytherin had lasted almost three hours. The weather had been cold, windy and rainy. Ginny had scored all 6 Goals for Gryffindor, but they had ultimately been defeated 190 to 60.

"It's not right." Ron groused from his place on the floor. "Harper didn't really catch the Snitch; it flew right into his bloody chest."

"It still count's Mate." Harry sighed. "How's your shoulder Ginny? That was a nasty Bludger hit you took."

"I'll live." Ginny said, sitting up to rotate her shoulder.

"Hey Nigel" Harry said as the small third year approached, a scroll of parchment in his hand. "What do you have there?"

"Hiya Harry, Ron." Nigel said waving his hand. "It's a note for Ginny. From Professor Snape."

"Thanks Nigel." Ginny said, leaning forward to take the scroll from him. She opened it up and glanced quickly at the spiky writing, struggling to keep her expression neutral.

"What is it, Gin?" Ron asked from his place on the floor.

"Oh it's nothing." Ginny said quickly.

"What do you mean it's nothing?" Ron said, sitting up and snatching the parchment from her hand.

"Hey give it back. It's mine" Ginny yelled, trying to grab the note back from her older brother, but Ron had already unrolled the parchment and was reading aloud.

My deepest sympathies to you and your fellow Gryffindors, having been "handed your hat", so to speak by my glorious Slytherins. Pursuant to our wager, I will expect you in my classroom at precisely 8:00 on Saturday evening. To the victor goes the spoils. Be prepared to cooperate fully and submit to my every whim in accordance to our agreement. I eagerly await your company.

SS.

"What's this shite?" Ron demanded. "'Be prepared to submit to my every whim'. What's that supposed to mean? What's going on Gin?"

"We made a wager on the Quidditch match." Ginny said, grabbing the parchment back from Ron. "That's all."

"You made a bet with that greasy git? What does he mean 'cooperate fully?'"

"I don't know." Ginny voice sounded testy. "He's probably going to make me clean cauldrons or scrape nasty gunk off the bottoms of desks."

"When did you even make this bet with him?" Ron was glaring at his younger sister.

"When I had detention. We got to talking about Quidditch and we decided to make a wager."

"What if Gryffindor won the match?" Harry asked, curious.

"He couldn't take any house points from Gryffindor for a week." Ginny said, improvising quickly.

"What do you mean 'you got to talking'?" Ron refused to let it go. "How do you just 'get to talking' with the dungeon bat? You know you did spend a lot of time with him when we were at Grimmauld Place this summer. And you sure where in a rush to go see him when he got back from St. Mungo's that one time."

"Because I was the one who found him lying in a pool of blood." Ginny stood up to glare at her brother.

"Do you have some sort of crush on him or something?"

"No Ron. Don't be ridiculous" Ginny yelled, her eyes looking fierce. "I just like talking to him. He's interesting. You should try it sometime. I'm going to bed. Goodnight Harry." She whirled around and stormed off towards the girls rooms.

"Talk to Snape." Ron muttered. "Like that would every happen. You don't think something going on between them, do you Harry?"

"No way." Harry said, shaking his head. "Not Ginny."

"I guess your right." Ron agreed. "Just seem weird though, 'talking' to Snape."
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