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What can go wrong? completed	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 15096 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Lost
- 2-Complicated
- 3-Interesting
- 4-Kitten
- 5-Gratification
- 6-Openness
- 7-Revenge
- 8-Promising
- 9-Lesson
- 10-Looney
- 11-Naked
- 12-Up-side-down
- 13-Breath-taking
- 14-Insights
- 15-Irreparable
- 16-Thrill
- 17-Tight
- 18-Shift
- 19-Tapping
- 20-Discomforting
- 21-Skin-deep
- 22-Intense
- 23-Knotted
- 24-Pivot
- 25-Bridle
- 26-Redefining
- 27-Quell
- 28-Fushion
- 29-Essentials
- 30-Interlace
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I have to admit this chapter had more than one variation, his POV - way too confusing and bloody hard to write, her POV - too bleak,... and thanks to the wonderful OracleObscured who found the time to read one of the variations and give me her insights, I finally settled with mixture of his and her POV. I hope you will manage to meander through it and get the picture ;)
WARNING: There are 4 players in this chapter, so if this is not your cup of tea...maybe you should skip it ;D
Fushion
- Are you going to work in the laboratory today? – he raised his head, she was hovering over him like annoying mother hen good portion of the early afternoon. Last night they stayed awake for a long time, just talking which resulted in late day start.
- No, we will clean up the house. Luna and Rolf will join us for dinner tomorrow. –
- I’m finally going to meet Rolf! – she smiled – I always wondered what kind of a man managed to connect with Luna, to understand her enough to share a lifetime with her. I love Luna, she is a dear friend, but more than half of the time I do not understand her. –
- They are well suited for each other. Rolf is a kind man, more grounded than Luna will ever be, but they complement each other nicely. They have connection few in their lifetime see, little less know or experience. –
- Sounds … magical. –
- In many ways, it is. But I must warn you, whatever their relationship is, respect it. –
- Why wouldn’t I respect something so pure? –
- Because I know you, Granger. – he suddenly started to question his decision, and no matter how much he alone struggled to find his peace with some aspects of Luna’s and Rolf’s relationship, he respected it deeply – You have inborn need to fight for what you perceive as “lost causes”. You tried to free elves in school, causing almost a mutiny, causing loads of problems for the staff, not taking into consideration the desire and very nature of elves, at all. Hell, you fought tooth and nail to free me, and I killed, not just Dumbledore, for which I had witnessed. You see something as a lost cause and your duplicity kicks in. –
- I have no double standards when it comes to morality! I do not fight for the lost causes! –
- I know the material you are built of, Granger. Your moral boundaries are blurred and stretchy. You bend them to fit your needs. You see something you don’t approve off and you set yourself in motion to “fix” it, even if fixing is not necessary. -
- Why would I want to fix Luna’s and Rolf’s relationship? – she narrowed her eyes
- Because of the nature of their relationship. I told you to ask for Luna if you are going to the club. You have a good chance of ending up in the same bedroom with both of them, and you better follow the rules. It is their rules, they agreed to them and you don’t have to approve them, but you better respect them. -
- I don’t understand. –
- What is a game for you and me, it is a lifestyle for them. – he sighed, it was complicated to explain – You may not notice it during dinner or in the way they interact socially, but in more intimate surroundings you will see it clearly. Rolf won’t make a move without Luna’s approval, he will ask for her consent for the smallest of things. Whatever Luna says goes, and he will bend to it without complaint. –
- Why? – her eyes went wide and alarm in his head set of “Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea.”
- Because they both agreed to it. Essentially, Rolf accepted to be Luna’s property, and both of them will act accordingly. You may interact normally with Rolf in social circles, dance with him, hug him, but in the club, in the bedroom, you won’t be allowed to touch him, not if Luna doesn't say otherwise and only in the way she instructed you. For all the time I know them, no other woman than she touched him. –
- But… how … -
- How I perceive them? Why do I respect them even if I do not agree? - she nodded – Regardless of the nature of their relationship, they have a connection that is deep and true. They love each other honestly and profoundly. I can respect and support that, not just support, I will defend it. –
- But… -
- I told you, Granger, respect it or face the consequences. – he started to lose his patience, he could feel her rebellion, palatable through their bond – Luna will take care of you, because she is your friend and because I will ask her to do so. –
- I don’t understand. –
- Neither do I, but Luna is Luna and there is no better explanation for it. She sees you as my charge, and even if it’s not the task I signed in for or you for that matter, it would be hard to persuade her differently. –
- This so confusing, I never read much about it… -
- There are too many variables, too many rules to be written. You learn them as you go. I tried to warn you, to lead you away from it, but you are persistent. If you are to dabble into that, you better follow the rules or step back and walk away. – he growled at her, not sure why was he so restless.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Luna followed him to the kitchen, Hermione, to his relief didn’t start the crusade, she was chatting with Rolf, giggling at his stories.
- She doesn’t know? –
- What? –
- What are you planning for tonight? – Luna smiled at him
- No. – he shook his head
- Two of you progressing nicely. –
- We fought like cat and mice for past day and a half. If that is what you call progress…then I’m in absolute agreement with you. –
- It is never easy when one realises. – she smiled mysteriously
- Realize what? – he squinted at her
- Oh, you know. Let’s go to the living room before Hermione really get the idea that she should save my husband. – Luna giggled and walked out with desert, leaving him to stare at the door. After all this time, she still had the ability to render him speechless and confused. Long ago he learned that the best way to deal with Luna was just to let go and follow her lead.
He returned to the living room, the dining table was set there for a change, not in a kitchen, shaped to accommodate four of them in a cosy and intimate setting. He was sitting across Hermione, with Luna and Rolf on each side. Maybe even too intimate and cosy.
Rolf’s hand reached for his knee, dragging a meandering line to the apex of his thigh. Luna was smiling and talking about occamy’s they followed on their last expedition. He took a large gulp of wine when Rolf’s hand slipped from his thigh to the fast inflating cock, and squeezed lightly, tugging on it. He looked at Rolf, heat rising when he recognised the look in man’s eyes. Placing his hand over Rolf’s tapped on it lightly, as a response, he noticed minuscule nod. Luna was keeping Hermione’s attention, the two of them slipped out of the room unnoticed.
“Merlin, I did miss him!” no words were needed between them when his lips found Rolf’s in the sanctity of the bedroom. Rolf pulled back to take the air and smiled
- You are going to the great lengths to please her. –
- I am teaching her. –
- You were never willing to let anyone besides Luna see us. – Rolf dragged his fingers over his cheek, eyes sparkling – You care deeply for her. –
- Not more than for Luna, two of them saved my life. –
- Yeah, and I’m not punished again. – chuckled Rolf, mischievous glint in his eyes
- Merlin, Rolf! Why are you constantly doing that? How bad is it this time? –
- Fun. – the man inched his head and grazed his lips
- So how do you want it? You know I can… -
- I know, love. – Rolf’s lips pressed on his before he led them against the jaw line, ear and pulsating vein on his neck, causing shivers down Severus’s spine, gliding them back to its ear, hot air of whisper further reduced the space in his pants – I want it as hard as you can give me. No slacks. –
- If that’s what you want… - mumbled before attacking Rolf’s mouth again. Heat rolled inside him like tide and Severus could tell that not all of it was his, he chuckled into the kiss.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Hermione giggled, Luna was positively glowing talking about baby occamy that she watched hatch. Hermione looked at Rolf, he suited Luna. He had a shaggy brown hair and soft features, slender and brawny with a same dreamy look in his eyes, he watched Luna with absolute devotion in his eyes. She was envious of them, of the connection they shared.
Luna started talking again and she devoted her full attention to her lips. “Would Rolf mind if I kiss her.” Three glasses of wine later Luna looked up and pouted
- The boys started without us. –
The sentence was so out of place and sounded so random, colliding with some hidden thought in her mind, that Hermione’s brain went to a screeching halt then just as fast in reverse.
- Start what? –
- Let’s go. – Luna stood up and pulled her by the hand, she swayed and nearly fell again on the chair, Hermione couldn’t tell what was more unstable, her legs or her head.
- Luna… -
- I was thinking about you on my trip, you know. – Luna sounded dreamy, her airy voice almost ethereal, she twirled and scooped her face – You are very kissable. – she kissed her and for a second Hermione forgot what she wanted to ask – And, you are good in bed, you know how to make a girl happy in bed. –
- Erm, not that I was sure what to do. – she blushed, wondering how she ended up in that conversation – Ummm, Luna, where are Rolf and Severus. –
- In the room, I told you, they started without us. – Luna sounded bit sad and she had the urge to hug the blonde and console her. “Would good snogging help! Gods, what is wrong with me?” Luna’s hand was on the doorknob but turned to her and looked her with a mild face but uncharacteristically stern look – There are rules Hermione, what’s yours is yours, what’s mine is mine. –
Hermione nodded dumbly. Next moment all coherent thoughts left her… her brain felt like a small piece of soap in a large Olympic pool, slippery and almost impossible to find. The image in front stopped her breath, the air felt like it was made of solid concrete.
- Sweet, they left us a space on the settee. – Luna pulled her down on the settee that wasn’t in the room before, but Hermione managed not to register that small detail. Like in a dream, she allowed Luna to disrobe her and tugged into her equally naked lap. Hermione’s eyes were glued to the scene in front of the bed.
“Severus isn’t high as much as I thought.” was her first sound thought and her inner voice snapped at her
“Shut up and watch, let us enjoy.”
In front of the bed were Rolf and Severus, so much involved in snogging that they didn’t even register two of them entering, getting naked or snuggling on the settee. Rolf was higher than Severus almost by the full head's height and much more…brawny, but Hermione’s eyes were glued to Severus, his ropy muscles straining under the thin T-shirt. His eyes half shut, and his fingers working on the buttons of Rolf’s blouse. Even if he looked slender and somehow smaller, it was only on the outside, Snape still had that air of commandeering the space and everyone in it around him. Images from the other evening assaulted her, crumbling her insides in a heated ball.
The shirt slid from Rolf’s back and long, slender fingers dragged the lines along the exposed spine. Rolf grunted, grinding his pelvis into Severus. Hermione felt a surge of jealousy, possessive rage that made her wish to rip off Rolf from Severus. At the same time, she enjoyed the sight, heat rising in her body like a tsunami wave. She wanted to see more and less at the same time. Rolf’s pants along with boxer shorts fell to the ground. Severus was still fully dressed, he sank his teeth into Rolf’s shoulder, leaving the reddish mark and glanced at Luna. A new burst of jealousy coursed through her, she felt a small nod that Luna gave.
Luna’s hands held her breasts, toying with the nipples, making her core twitch, cool air of Luna’s breath sent the shivers down her spine when Luna pressed lips at her ear
- He is very polite. Severus. Don’t be so tense, just enjoy the show. – Luna whispered, backed from her ear and called out loud – Rolf, you do not have permission to cum. Whatever happens, you can’t. –
Rolf’s nod was barely noticeable. Severus whispered something in his ear, nibbling on the soft pad and Rolf shuddered, his skin erupting in small goosebumps. He stepped away and pulled Severus’s T-shirt up and tossed it away, long black hair spread like a fan in lovely disarray over pale shoulders and torso, Hermione bit her lip, she desired to drag her hands through the long strands and scrape her nails against his scalp.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
A heat wave hit him, slamming at his flaring nerves when girls entered the room. “Is this how Luna feels when she sees us?” Adding her thrill gave a new dimension to their snogging. Angry, almost aggressive tug of her jealousy rise the bars of desire. He wanted her to react, to want him as much as he wanted her. To claim him, mark him…no! He wanted to mark her, make her his. Bit salty and familiar taste of Rolf’s skin tickled his senses, sinking his teeth into the firm flesh, he imagined that his teeth grazing her skin.
He raised his eyes to Luna, and held his breath, Hermione was withering in Luna’s arms, arching her back, grinding her hips against the padded seat. Her eyes liquid and bright, dark with the heat, focused on him. Another stab of jealousy made his heart dance. Luna gave her consent, giving a brief warning to Rolf.
- I want to feel your throat around my cock. Do. Not. Finish. Me. Off. – he whispered and Rolf shivered in his hands. Rolf started to take his clothes and he could feel Hermione’s desire to touch him, the desire so deep that made his muscles twitch. When Rolf’s firm lips wrapped around him, he tossed his head back, enjoying in familiar sensation as much as the fast spiralling arousal that engulfed him through the bond.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Rolf kneeled and removed Snape’s trousers, leaning forward. Even if the sight was blocked, and by the way in which Severus turned his face towards the ceiling, by the expression on his face, she could tell what was going on. Luna sneaked one hand down and lightly tapped on her swollen, sensitive nub, Hermione’s hips ground into Luna’s on their own accord.
- We want to watch. – called Luna softly
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Yes, to hell with Luna’s wishes, he wanted her to see. He wanted to feel every tug of her muscles, every prick of her possessiveness, every little bit of her desire. Rolf was just a tool to his needs.
Rolf’s lips moved away. He placed a firm hand on Rolf’s shoulder, signalling him, under the drape of lashes he watched Hermione’s expression. She looked lost, the rapture of desire on her face so profound as if she was unaware of Luna’s minestrones. Her body, her mind, her fillings all focused on him. He firmly gripped Rolf’s jaw and walked towards the bed, keeping his face turned to Rolf but his eyes on her. Her desire to feel his focus on her fuelled him, forcing him to feel like he didn’t in a long time, focused and in control. Every time he displayed even the tiniest bit of control, her passion surged up, raising him high. It was not smart to get addicted to that particular opiate, but, it was already too late for him, and like all addicts, he needed more.
Fisting a handful of Rolf’s hair, he tugged him roughly, lowering man’s head toward his painfully hard shaft, pushing him, forcing him to take his full length. Rolf shuddered and silently moaned around him, he growled loudly. Her desire choked him and he began to thrust his hips up, his mind regressing to the memory of her throat around him, to her sighs and moans. Control was slipping, not control he had on Rolf, the control he held on his urges, his need to pound someone…not someone…her…until she would be unable to walk in days to come.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
To her surprise, Rolf moved away and Severus reached one hand clenching his fingers around Rolfs jaw, he walked half circle and sat on the edge of the bed, Rolf followed him not rising from the floor. Hermione felt at loss, Severus was completely focused on Rolf. He slightly leaned back and his fingers slid from Rolf’s jaw to his hair, pulling him back to the brick red straining cock. Rolf’s lips parted and touched the swollen head, Severus growled, pulling the hair, forcing Rolf to swallow the full length of his shaft. Hermione was mesmerised, aware that her body withered under Luna’s minestrones but consumed with the sight on the bed.
- Look at them, aren’t they the sight? – whispered Luna – I love to watch them, but I like this more, this is the first time I have a body in my hands as well. – she kissed Hermione’s earlobe with small pecks
On the bed, Severus still held Rolf’s hair in a lock-grip, thrusting his hips rhythmically, his hair falling behind him in a cascade of black liquid silk. Suddenly he stretched his arm and a tube of lube flew in it. He shoved off Rolf’s head and pulled him in a standing position, rising from the bed, forcing Rolf to twirl and lean on the bed. The angle was perfect and she could see Severus’s face but also what he was doing, nothing was concealed anymore. Severus poured lube on his hand and coated the fingers, dragging them few times between Rolf’s cheeks. Rolf’s face was a rupture but he didn’t make the sound. With the dry mouth and severely lacking the oxygen, Hermione watched as Severus used the lube on his cock, and then to thrust into Rolf, guiding his dick with one hand. He sank deep in one fluid motion. At the same time Luna thrust her fingers inside her, she gasped.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
The choking heat was the final straw, he diverted to its basic, giving into his own urges. Rolf could take it. Feeling the muscles teetering from pent up need, he pushed Rolf into position. Coating his cock and leaving a good dollop of lube on the outer side of the hole, he pushed in, the way he wanted to bury himself in her. Forcefully, and with abandon. Hitting the prostate with every thrust, he kept on pounding, his hips snapping fuelled with her desire to feel him in that same manner. Noticing that Luna matched her motions with his, but Hermione was so focused on him, her body rocking mindlessly, her mind…his.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
- Rolf is punished, he can cum only when and if I allow and he can’t make a sound at any circumstance, the only thing he can say is a safe word. - murmured Luna dragging the fingers through her folds
Severus’s hips snapped in a forceful beat and she felt jealousy again, she wanted that, that same level of animalistic, unrestrained strength, the one he seemed not to possess for her. Her eyes fluttered closed, afraid that she might just start crying. Luna’s fingers had a fast and hard plunging beat, but that paled in comparison to her need…for him, his passion.
- Look at them, Hermione. Don’t you enjoy in the fact that he is thinking of you, even now? –
- Not now, not… - she barely choked out all too quietly
- No? Open your eyes and see for yourself. –
Like on command her eyes snapped open, and in the same instant, his gaze locked on her. His eyes were reflecting mirrors that slowly turned in two bonfires, full of heat, his hips snapped faster and faster, with more force with each sway. Luna’s hand matched his ferocity, thrusting into her
- Doesn’t it make you want to burst just by knowing how much he wants you, in what way he wants to have you? –
But Luna’s words sounded distant and quiet, her brain idly detected that she didn’t mind. She didn’t mind whit whom he was or what he did as long as he looked at her, as long as she had that look in his eyes locked on her. Suddenly, out of nowhere by her account, orgasm hit her, arching her back, making her moan and hiss from its ferocity. Her inner walls rippling angrily, in an attempt to break Luna’s fingers. Severus growled and slammed at Rolf one more time before pulling back and forcing his partner to kneel on the ground.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Her eyes closed, but on Luna’s command, they snapped open, locking their gaze with his. Anger filled him, mindless rage at Luna. She was his, and his alone to command. Flickering his pelvis in the ferocity that gave an outlet to his anger he bore into her eyes. Eyes that told him she was his. And yet she wasn’t, and never will be, not the way he wanted.
The cadence of his slams enhanced, he didn’t want Rolf, even if his pliant body trembled under his assault. Even if no control was needed. He wanted her! She shrieked when tremors of the orgasm hit her. “That’s mine!!!” He growled loudly slamming one last time into Rolf with painful ferocity. “Mine!” growled his mind as he walked towards her.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Rolf fell on his knees, and for the first time, through the mist of dizziness, she noticed that the man was breathing heavily, sweating and shivering, clenching his almost purple member in his hand. But she didn’t have the time or desire to focus on Rolf. Severus was walking towards her, with panther like strides, waving his hand over him with whispered cleansing incantation. He stopped in front of her and extended his hand to her, Luna gently nudged her to the back. She accepted the offered hand and found herself pressed against his firm body, his shaft digging in her stomach. His lips crushed on hers with brutal strength and she whimpered into the kiss, feeling dizzy.
- I want to be inside you when he fucks me. – he growled into her ear, his voice cracked and rasp made her insides turn to pudding – Would you like that, Kitten? Would you grant me my wish? –
Hermione nodded, she would jump from the Astronomy tower if he asked her at that moment. She looked at his burning eyes, pulling him down, leaning her lips to his ear, what she had to say was for him alone
- Only if you promise me one thing. –
- And that is? –
- You won’t hold back, not even a little bit. – she trailed her fingers down his jaw, leaning back to see his eyes. Her breath hitched, the dark eyes were aflame. He picked her up, pressing her tightly to his chest and she latched her lips to his neck. He nearly hit Rolf whit her legs, she heard him hissing “Prepare me” at the man in a pass by. Lowering her on the bed gently, he hooked her feet under his armpits, attacking her mouth again. He kissed her until she had no air in her lungs, hissing and growling.
Her head floated away, everything around them disappeared and the only thing she was aware, was the crushing need to feel him inside her. She pawed at his chest and back leaving the reddish marks, not sure if the string of “please” and “I want you now” came from her. But the moment she felt the silkiness of his glans sinking into her, hard as a steel, the cry of joy tore from her throat, her walls grabbed him in a vice-like grip. He hissed in her ear softly and bit into her tendon. She dug her toes into his armpits and curled her pelvis to gain deeper feeling.
Suddenly, with a thundering groan, he sank into her more than ever before, deeper, heavier, and her eyes rolled in the back of her head with satisfied mewl. Every thrust was deep, slow at the start but gaining in speed and intensity gradually. Hermione tried to do the impossible, to arch her back and curl her pelvis more, simultaneously. His teeth sank into the soft swell of her breast. Every time she would try to open her eyes the room spin, so she kept them closed, but she did manage to see a lingering silhouette behind Severus, by the bent of the bed she knew that Luna was somewhere on her right but out of her reach. Luna’s quiet voice floated through the air with soft commands like “faster” or “harder”, but she was able only to feel.
And she could feel, every move, every caress, every slam, the wet sound of his balls hitting her behind. Someone was keening loudly, pleading for more. Shocks and zaps travelled against her skin and inside her in a frenzy of short bursts. Luna said something and his next thrust was lighter, not so heavy but faster and she sighed.
- Please, don’t hold back. I want you, all of you. – she panted into his ear
With a throaty groan, he folded her legs around his waist and slammed at her with such speed and strength that she had the feeling he is trying to impale her on the stake. If he was trying to go past her uterus and fuck her brain, quite literary, from below, he had a good start. Peaking on one eye, she noticed that he was staring in her face and opened her eyes fully, drowning in his gaze. Her bones ached from the tenacity of his hips, but the pressure inside her was enormous, welcoming his vigour, feeding on it. Every muscle she had trembled.
- I want to feel you falling apart, Kitten. – he grunted – I want us to fell in the abyss together. –
And that was it, all that it took. The orgasm she was pushing away, consumed by the desire to feel him like this for as long as he was willing to provide crashed on her. The raw scream escaped from her throat, her inner muscles grabbed his cock and glued to it, like she didn’t want to lose him and let him go. His muscles tensed and he stilled, pressing his face in the juncture of her neck, muffling his shouts. Every pulse of his shaft wedged inside her and a warm spray he realised caused a renewal of the rippling in her muscles. The world went blank around her, she could feel his weight but the only sound was a rush of the blood in her ears, eyes starred in white canvas drawn over her face, or at least that’s how she felt.
He rolled next to her and she curled to him, following his body heat. His hands wrapped around her, drawing her closer and she sighed. Her brain tried to entertain the fact that until recently all four of them occupied relatively small space but by some weird physical phenomena Snape never touched Luna (as she could recall) and Ralph never touched her. The tired stupor engulfed her and she sank into an exhausted sleep.
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