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The Speed of Thought	By : yeiko87 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 52535 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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The next potions class, Snape already knew, was going to be trying. He’d been having frequent dreams about the incident, all with alternative endings to what had happened in class...variations which always ended with his cock, fingers, or tongue buried deeply within her heat. Unlike the first time, he had refused to give in to subsequent urges, determined to forget the incident had ever happened, and move on with his life.

Unfortunately for him, however, Hermione had not forgotten about it at all…She, too, had been plagued all week by dreams surrounding the day in class when Snape may or may not have witnessed one of her many dark fantasies involving him. She was hot, bothered, and nervous before she even got into the classroom, and her predicament only worsened upon entering.

As she passed through the door, the two made blistering eye-contact. It was only for a fraction of a second, but her heart skipped a beat, and she felt a renewed flush of moisture soak her panties. Her face flushed bright pink, and she hurried to her desk, nearly stumbling in her haste…

Through the rest of the class period, Hermione managed to create a facade of utter calm, and thus the rest of the class went on as usual...which meant Hermione frequently raising her hand, and uttering every single piece of information she’d ever heard somewhat relevant to the current topics being discussed----By Merlin’s Beard, the girl was brilliant, but she had no tact!----and the students filed out of the room at the end. Just as he was about to give a small sigh of relief, however, Snape looked up to see Hermione still standing in the classroom. She’d approached his desk, and looked at him expectantly.

Expecting the worst, Snape braced himself, but relaxed upon hearing the question. She’d apparently been doing some research in the solo study she’d received permission to pursue for credit ---in the area of potions, no less---and was wondering if she could acquire some ingredients from his stores. The current brew she was working on required some very rare materials, and she had been unable to acquire any of them thus far. She managed to keep the explanation brief, to which he was quite grateful, so he decided to play nice, for the sake of getting her out of his hair as soon as possible. He nodded acquiescence, merely noting that she would have to reimburse him monetarily for the materials taken, and she grinned, pleased, thanking him before walking around him to the shelves. Purveying the stock on his shelves, she stopped upon identifying the materials she needed, and began climbing the ladder leaning against them to get to the jars.

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Curious, Snape decided to delve into her mind once more, and his breath caught in his throat. She was apparently picturing him turning around to face her right then, and spinning her to sit facing him on the ladder. Her pelvis would be right at eye-level, and her panties were already soaked….The image version of himself waved a hand with a brusque, wand-less spell, and got rid of her wet panties, vanishing them, before placing one of her thighs on each of his shoulders, her legs spread to straddle his mouth. Snape imagined, instead, himself sending out a spell to send all items on his desk flying off of it and onto the floor, before spinning her around to slam her onto her back on his desk, then bending down between her legs…pinning her down roughly at the hips before slowly starting in to taste her quim….he realized immediately afterwards, however, just how grave of a mistake he had made, and cursed himself for it, not bothering to pull out of her mind just yet, since he had already blatantly revealed himself…..

Shock, fear, surprise, and arousal fired little bolts of lightning through her mind like reflections from a multicolor disco ball on hyper-drive.

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Hermione was imagining her professor taking advantage of her height on the ladder, using it to torment her with his mouth…She’d imagined him suddenly snapping, taking control, spinning her around on the ladder to face him, before divesting her of her panties, thoroughly sopping wet now, to lap at her juices….She’d been just about to imagine his tongue pressing against her clit, when suddenly an image not of her own making came flashing through her mind. It was brief, but intense and startling…and…really hot…

The image of Snape clearing his desk before gripping her from her newly-imagined position on the ladder, to roughly shift her to the desk, slamming her down and devouring her, tore through the current scene she was indulging in…She could practically feel his tongue spreading her lips, lathing over her clit slowly before plunging deeply into her while she writhed.

She gasped and tripped on the next rung, stumbling and then slipping off of the ladder entirely. Snape spun around just in time and caught her. However, by the time Snape had accidentally sent his own scene change through her mind, Hermione had already climbed up the next rung, so when he caught her…he caught her by her legs, together, in a tight grip…which left her pelvis…just below eye-level. They both sharply inhaled --- Snape subsequently taking in a large whiff of her scent. He groaned audibly, his eyes closing briefly, as he inhaled the scent of her arousal. She made a small noise at his inhalation; a small whimper…When his lids lifted again, he was locked into eye-contact with Hermione. Black meeting smoldering brown, they both froze for several seconds, neither daring to breathe.

Then, there was a noise in the hall, and he abruptly dropped her. She landed on the dungeon floor with a ladylike “OOF! Owwww!” and glared up at him.

The fall had flipped her skirt up, and her white cotton panties --- soaked through entirely, quite visibly, just like the ones worn by her imagined self --- were completely exposed. Snape saw the flash of white out of the corner of his eye, and turned towards the girl sprawled on the ground. At seeing the blatant wet patch soaked entirely through the white fabric he once again hissed in a breath. His cock stood at attention, pitching a tent in his pants. Hermione noticed the bulge, still somewhat shocked, and stared at it hotly, practically drooling.

He noticed her stare, and whipped his robes about himself, covering up the bulge and stalked to a nearby wall. Pressing a hand to the stones, he uttered his passphrase too quietly for her to hear, and didn’t look back at her before storming into his personal chambers. The opening closed behind him again, leaving a stunned Hermione on the floor, staring at the wall.
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