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The Quickening	By : Desert_Sea Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 32428 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: OracleObscured: Yep - the fish slap is guaranteed to stink. Your admission about guys in the grocery store has had me laughing for days. Concurrent spell casting features heavily in this one – as does a lot of sex, I hope the combination works. Thanks for the heads up about WWW, I think she is wise to only write when she can rather than trying to fit it all in one crazy writing orgy that drives one bananas.
Lovey_reader: I loved your ‘Awww, he said Snapes’ – hilarious. Yes it is a bit naughty. I sometimes wonder if it’s too naughty. Is there any such thing? I guess we’ll find out in the coming chapters (wink, wink).
Evestra: I’m glad I could deliver on the trifecta. Hope you continue to enjoy.
Remarkable: What a kind and generous review. I’m actually not British, I’m Australian (lots of desert, lots of sea :-) ). So I have the same problem with terms - not knowing if I’m getting them all right. I wonder if any British readers can tell me how close I am. At least I’ve managed to avoid too many ‘G’day mates’. The reason I’ve been able to get the chapters up fast is that they’re pretty well first drafts with a bit of tidying – so some of it isn’t as polished as it could be. But I also wanted to keep the flow going and not lose the thread – I have trouble keeping up with what’s happened as I didn’t really have a chapter plan beyond 7. However, I think I have a pretty good idea of how things are going to end up, so I hope everyone will hold on for the (bumpy) ride. I noticed you have done a lot of writing too. Look forward to having a read when I can get my head out of this space. Hugs to you.
Chapter 24
“Who wants to go first?”
Hermione’s eyes gleamed amber in the candle-light. She almost couldn’t contain the excitement that had been brewing feverishly inside her for the past two weeks.
Severus rested against the head board, clad in black satin boxers, drawing his wand through his long fingers like a conductor’s baton.
“I think one of us is likely to go off like an exploding bon-bon if one is not put out of one’s misery soon. So . . . ladies first,” he nodded at her.
“Well if you insist.” Hermione jumped up from the bed.
She had spent every spare minute practising and she hoped that her first attempt wouldn’t be a fizzer.
“So, may I just confirm,” Severus drawled, aware that Hermione was about to start frothing at the mouth, but unable to help himself. “That this particular . . . item . . . is intended for my sexual gratification.”
“Yes.” Hermione nodded. “Sort of.”
He raised an eyebrow in his trademark ‘why am I not surprised’ expression. She’d never met anyone who could convey so many different statements through eyebrow semaphore but she also knew that he was trying to put her off her game. It was a competition after all. Well it was to her.
“It’s for both of us,” she tried to sound appeasing.
His lack of conviction made her even more determined.
Taking a deep breath, she held her wand in front of her as if they were about to duel—her other arm out to the side for balance.
“Lumos!”
A bright bead of light appeared at the tip of the wand, flooding the bedroom around her.
“Intermitticum.”
The light began to flash on and off.
Severus cast his shrewd gaze over her. “That’s two concurrent.”
“I know,” she muttered, not wishing to be put off.
“Acceleratio!”
Suddenly the light started rapidly pulsing on and off.
“That’s three concurrent spells!” she cried happily.
Severus nodded. It wasn’t a simple feat. There’d be very few students, and possibly staff, who could achieve three concurrent spells through the same wand. But he couldn’t afford to be too obsequious.
“So we have a flashing light,” he remarked drily, tapping his wand on his hand.
“Yes, we do.” She gave a wicked little smile.
“Forgive me if I fail to ‘get it’,” he replied.
***
“OK, I get it,” he rasped, his wet hair falling over his face as he collapsed onto the bed.
Hermione had held the flashing wand in one hand and dragged him with the other into the bathroom, which was otherwise pitch black. Handing him the wand to hold, she turned on the shower taps until the room was steaming, then faced him, running her hands slowly down the front of her satin camisole. Each time the light flashed on, her sensual movements leapt out at him like some sort of erotic clockwork doll. She gradually peeled off her camisole, her breasts revealed millimetre by millimetre in luminous stop frame animation, then tugged down her knickers with a similarly agonizing reveal. By the time her wet knickers were on the wet floor, he was rock hard and panting.
The steam added another layer to the illusion, swirling around them and capturing the light in milky clouds. Reaching out, she pulled the elastic of his boxers forward to release his straining cock before tugging them down to his ankles. Then she dragged him into the roaring water.
“Acceleratio!” she cried above the thunder of the spray, briefly touching the wand.
The flashing increased further until it was pulsing with little darkness in between and the water droplets suddenly appeared to be falling in slow motion. Like levitating crystalline beads, they were deeply mesmerising and with the heat, steam and roar, created a multi-sensory disconnect that was both disconcerting and exhilarating. She slid down his body to kneel at his feet, the water coursing over her in hypnotic silvery waves. He lowered the wand to watch as the frenetically pulsing light captured her capturing him. Her lips closed over his cock and he could feel the immediate and continuous suck but could only see it intermittently, her head appearing to jolt from one position to the next. Fuck this was amazing!
It wasn’t long before the illusion, combined with her immensely talented mouth, had his balls straining for release and he put a hand on her slick hair to let her know, the water continuing to pour over them both. Rocking back on her haunches she pumped him with her fist until he cried out, his spurts of come turning into slow motion projectiles that spattered her cheeks, mouth and the tiles behind her. His head pitched back against the wall as he pulled her up. Raising the wand, he gave it a final flick, casting them into darkness.
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“It’s your turn now,” she was lying on his damp chest.
He hugged her tighter to him. “I think I’m going to need a few more minutes.”
Severus was still reeling. Stroboscopic sex—who would have thought?
She traced small circles in his chest hair with her finger tip.
“Do you think many people know about us?” she asked.
“Mmmm, I think so.”
“So do I.”
“Has anyone mentioned it to you?” He tilted his head to look at her.
“Not directly. But there have been plenty of the ‘Snape’s snatch’ and ‘Bat-woman’ remarks—mainly from your lot.”
“Bat-woman?” He frowned.
“You know how you look like a . . . Anyway I think they know.” Hermione continued tracing circles.
His eyebrows lifted momentarily as he gave up wondering.
“Do the staff know?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“All of them?”
“Well someone told Sprout so naturally the entire world should know by now.”
Hermione smiled into his skin.
“What about Potter and Weasley?” His voice took on a distinct tone of distaste.
“I think Harry might but Ron is pretty thick sometimes . . . In a nice way,” she added quickly.
Severus snorted.
“So are you going to show me what you’ve come up with or am I to assume that you didn’t manage any combinations at all?”
Sighing, Severus pushed himself up to a sitting position while she rolled to the side, propping herself on one elbow.
He grasped his wand in one hand and she immediately felt a surge of excitement. His spell casting was always super sexy and she hadn’t witnessed it for too long.
“Celluloso Dispersimus,” he rumbled with a flick of his wrist, his supreme confidence giving her nether regions another blast.
The wand suddenly transformed from solid to soft and rubbery.
“What was that?” Hermione looked on in wonder.
“A derivative of Ossio Dispersimus, the bone removal spell. But this one removes the plant cell wall that gives the wood its strength, leaving it soft and pliable.
Fuck! He’d invented a completely new spell. He really had been taking this seriously.
“Serpentus!” He nodded. And the wand started to writhe and undulate like a snake.
Now this was getting interesting. Hermione opened her legs slightly to relieve the tension.
His face was a picture of concentration.
“Bifurcatum!” Suddenly the tip of the wand split in two, extending about half way down its length.
Severus’ eyes went to hers, then slid down to her parted thighs.
“Trifurcatum!” He amended, and it split into three writhing parts.
An original spell and three charm combination. That beat hers. Hands down.
He locked eyes with hers. “Elongatus,” the word dripped from his tongue and she almost had an orgasm on the spot as the whip-like tentacles widened and extended.
Four charm combination. She’d never heard of it. Fuck he was impressive.
“And now. I’ll have you over here. On . . . my . . . lap.” His lips hung open after the ‘p’ in ‘lap’ and she swallowed hard, trying to stop herself from drooling in response.
His legs were under the sheets and his naked torso leant against the head board. He guided her to lie on her back between his legs with her open pussy on his lap, her feet spread on either side of his shoulders.
She had never felt so exposed in her life. She placed her hands on his muscular thighs which were only thinly veiled by the sheets—sensing that she was going to need something to hold on to.
He hooked his fingers between the three wriggling wand heads and gently lowered them down to her pussy. She immediately surged upward as he guided the first thick tip to her clitoris. It writhed and flicked around her sensitive nub, sending jolts of pleasure surging through her body. His fingers eased and guided the second flexuous tendril to slither around between her folds before finally allowing it to delve into her opening which was already generously lubricated with juices. The sensation of it gliding and writhing around inside her made her gasp, digging her fingers into his thighs.
Severus’ lips turned up at the corners as he watched her coming apart under his ministrations. He then let the third head slither up inside her pussy to join the one that was already wreaking havoc with her control centres. Together they twined around one another, slithering in and out, while the first was still whipping her clitoris into a frenzy.
“Uuuhhhhh,” she moaned, her head tilting back in ecstasy.
Using his fingers, he pulled the third glistening head from her pussy and guided it toward the tight ring of muscle that had been clenching in and out like a sea anemone the entire time. The tip delved into her tight opening and gradually wriggled its way inside her.
“Gods!” she cried, her head lifting off the bed.
“Just relax,” his deep voice soothed her.
Her syncopated breathing came in bursts and he could tell she was close.
Pulling the second head from her pussy, he delved two of his long fingers inside her and pumped them purposefully, rubbing at the bumpy ridge on her front wall—the wand continuing to simultaneously plunder her clitoris and roil around inside her rectum.
She screamed as her pussy exploded in a shuddering mass of convulsing flesh and juices. Her legs spasmed, lifting the whole lower half of her body off the bed in gyrating waves as her release trickled down his wrists, leaving his cock peering through a generous wet patch on his lap.
He sat back with a satisfied grin. Perhaps now she would think twice before challenging him to a battle of the wands.
Peering at him through slitted eyes, she huffed. “Trust you to make yours a fucking Slytherin tribute.”
He smirked in response. “And of course if I were the Hufflepuff Housemaster I would have made an erotic badger.”
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