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The Most Powerful Urge Of All	By : TheTVJunkie Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 46664 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: Alright, here comes the smut you're all so eagerly waiting for! ;-) Please let me know if you enjoyed it!^^ Thanks!

Chapter Three - 'Aftershocks'

Hermione reclined her head, closing her eyes again. This was all about feeling and less about actually seeing.

It gave her shivers as she felt the professor encompassing her hips with his large hands, then eventually...slowly entering her whilst subduing a throaty moan.

Well, well - so it did have an effect on him, too! Finally an emotion!

Embracing the fact that Snape's self-control was crumbling little by little, Hermione savoured the fact that he was human after all...

Though moistness was definitely not a problem, the intrusion she was feeling now felt different to Ron's. Her Professors entry into her body was not as hasty, but slightly more painful as she felt her inner walls stretching far wider than she was used to. At the last few inches he pushed harder, then he stilled for a moment to let her get used to his massive girth.

Ron would probably have been halfway done by now so, Hermione relished every second of this new and oh so exciting experience. Being with an older man seemed to be something she could benefit from a lot.

An unexpectedly lecherous moan escaped Hermione's lips as she realised that this was what she had been craving all this time; simply this. No matter how improper and forbidden it might be.

Holding her hips in a vice-like grip, Snape started thrusting into her, setting a steady but teasing pace, as he pulled out the hilt and eased back into her. The solid mahogany desk creaked and moved with any of his movements, and Hermione concentrated on the feeling of him claiming her, over and over again.

Blinking, Hermione looked into his face and saw on it the pleasure it displayed, eyes closed, and satisfied smirk on his trembling lips.

For a second she wondered what was before his mind's eye, but then Hermione remembered again that it was none of her business. This weird situation was not about closeness or devotion, let alone the simple fact that none of the two had bothered to get rid of any more clothing than absolutely necessary.

There was no need getting emotionally connected, no real desire for touching or exploring each other. Regardless how prosaic and unromantic it might appear – this was plainly a long overdue release of tension, although obviously no longer just for her, and that was it.

How can something that feels so good be so terribly wrong?

The resonating sound of salacious groans and whimpers filled the room as Snape suddenly recalled Miss Granger's former request to 'make her hate him'. Very well then, that she should get...

He glanced down at a lust-ridden Hermione, squirming and whimpering beneath him, meeting his every thrust in joyful submissiveness.

The significant harshness and deadness returned to his facial expression as he started pounding into her more violently, startling Hermione as she opened her eyes in shock, gasping.

"Now don't you dare not look at me, Miss Granger." Snape hissed through clenched teeth, his glance piercing and terrifying all the same, his pace becoming even more erratic.

"What does it feel like..." He asked contemptuously while thrusting deep and hard, the sound of slapping flesh reverberating around his office. "...acting like a cheap whore? Getting used by your odious headmaster?"

Hermione bit her lower lip in embarrassment, her pulse hammering in her ears.

How dare he, the bastard?

But Snape upped the ante even more. "Wondering what Potter and Weasley would say, if they saw you like this...or Dumbledore?"

That was all it took. The humiliation was just perfect. All of a sudden Hermione's back arched, her upper body leaping forward. She couldn't help but instinctively clutch Snape's torso tightly, her distorted face buried against his chest as she felt a tremendous orgasm wash over her. Leaving her mind completely blank...

Hermione's high-pitched scream of relief and the unexpected change of angle also set an end to Snape's composure. Swiftly emptying himself into her with a guttural sound, he felt her clenching around him uncontrollably. Much to his own surprise, he hugged her back at that very moment, rocking her tenderly until the aftershocks of her climax subsided.

Too ashamed to look him in the eye, Hermione simply snivelled, not yet capable of comprehending what had just happened. Recovering first, Snape broke the awkward silence. "Enough to hate me?"

Hermione slowly lifted her head, finally having the courage to look at him without embarrassment. "Enough to release me." She answered, swallowing hard, but with a sated sparkle in her eyes. She broke the embrace and so did he. He pulled out of her and they both began to rearrange their clothes in mutual silence.

"Um, I...I'd better get going now." Hermione said silently, sliding down from the desk and heading toward the door.

"Miss Granger?" Snape's authoritative voice and behaviour were now back to what Hermione was used to from class.

He opened one of the drawers and her wand appeared. "Your wand. Wasn't that what you came for in the first place?" Absolutely no emotion other than the characteristic arrogance could be recognized in his demeanour.

It was like nothing had ever happened.

Hermione grabbed her wand and was already halfway out the door as she reluctantly turned on her heel to face him again.

"Professor Snape?" She smiled shyly. "Thank you." Hermione paused. "For everything." With another smile in his direction she turned for the door, but not before saying, “Good night, Sir."

"Good night, Miss Granger."

THE END.

A/N: Reviews very welcome! ^^

Storyline is now continued in part Two ('Priceless Private Lessons') out of Three in 'The Guilty Pleasures of Hermione Granger' series. Check it out. :)
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