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Dianthus Stories	By : icewomin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3134 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Anything you
recognize belongs to someone else, namely, JK Rowling. Specifically, elements of
the HP universe, characters from same.
Sadly, I have no hope of publishing this story outside the fan fiction base, although I hope you enjoy the plot and the original
characters I�ve created. Feel free to
give me critical feedback, including flames and harsh criticism. I may delete it afterward, so as to reduce my
personal embarrassment, but I do promise to read it and incorporate it if I
feel it improves the story.

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This is Chapter
Thirty Nine. This chapter contains, as
the title says, food things, and they
are all used in varying forms of sexual acts.
On a personal note, this may be my favorite chapter of the entire thing.

*****

Chapter Thirty
Nine � Food Things

Dianthus fidgeted
impatiently while he organized things to his liking. Finally he picked up a piece of peach from
the platter he�d placed next to him on the bed, and ran it lightly along
Dianthus� lips. �Tell me something,� he
said softly, as he teased her with the ripe and fleshy fruit. �Did you ever experiment with your
roommates?�

�Experiment?� she
said, tensing a little: she thought she
knew what he was talking about.

�You know, play
with them?� He slid the piece partway
into her mouth, and then pulled it away, resting his hand on her shoulder.

�No,� she
whispered. �But Erin
wanted to. She thought we all should,
just to make sure we didn�t like girls better than boys. She and Melanie�uh, played together a couple
of times. More than a
couple.�

�Which one was Erin?�

�She asked if you
had a girlfriend.�

�Ah, yes,� he
said, frowning. �Cheeky
twit.�

�Why would you ask
me that?� she said, pushing at his hand.
He raised it to her mouth again, coating her lips with juice. �You know I haven�t.�

�I was just
wondering,� he said casually, watching her suck the juice from her lips, �if
you would make the connection. If you�ve
ever sucked a woman�s pussy, you might have noticed its texture bears a
remarkable resemblance to this peach.�
He pressed the slice into her open mouth, and pushed her slack jaw up to
gently bite down on it.

�Really?� She ran her tongue over the plump bit of
fruit, and sucked it slightly, considering its texture in a whole new light.

�Is Erin
a lesbian?� Snape slid a piece of peach
over his own mouth.

�I think so,�
Dianthus shrugged. �She�s never come out
and said it, but yeah, I think she likes girls.�

�What about
Melanie? Does she like girls too?� Snape popped the slice into his mouth.

Dianthus
laughed. �I think Melanie might have
trouble making up her mind.�

�Did you watch
them playing together?�

�No,� she hissed,
scandalized. He looked skeptically at
her, and she turned her head away, remembering certain things about those
nights. �Well, it was late at night, so it
was dark.�

He turned her face
back toward him. �Did it arouse you to
hear them, Dianthus?�

�Why are you
asking me these things?� she squeaked.

�There is no shame
in what excites you,� he said quietly.
He took a fresh slice between his teeth and leaned in for her to bite
it, capturing her mouth when she did. It
was even better with the peach than with the strawberry, she thought
distractedly.

�Did you
masturbate while thad sad sex?� He was
nibbling her ear now, heading for that spot he knew drove her insane when he
touched it.

�Yes,� she said,
through gritted teeth. �Erin
taught me how to do it, in our third year.
It was my birthday present.� Had
he slipped some Veritaserum in her champagne?

Snape
chuckled. �So I am not your first
tea, th, then?� It didn�t seem to bother
him.

�She taught
through example,� Dianthus breathed.

�I may have been
wrong about her,� he said, his hand creeping between Dianthus� thighs. �There is a very small chance that she might
not be such a twit after all.� He
stroked a finger down her. �The mere
thought of it has you drenched.�

�It�s the fruit,�
she said haughtily.

Snape raised his
head and gave her a condescending look.
�Speaking of fruit,� he said dryly, removing his hand from between her
legs to reach behind him. �Tell me what
you know about bananas.� He broke one
off from the bunch and held it out to her.

�Bananas?� Now she was simply confused, but she shifted
uncomfortably anyway; she didn�t take the banana.

�You�ve never done
anything with a banana except eat it?�

�What?� she said,
a blank look on her face. Comprehension
dawned, and she hissed, �With a banana?�

Snape rolled onto
his back and shook with laughter.
He was moving the banana more quickly now. She closed her eyes and imagined it was his penis, perhaps with some strange
charm placed over it to give it this almost furry texture, and he was teasing
her with these shallow movements�

She gave a quiet
gasp as he pressed it more fully into her � she could feel the heat of his
fingers briefly against her before he pulled back. The banana was getting warmer, and
softer. Her muscles were contracting
involuntarily around it, trying to pull it deeper, shivering as it scraped softly
against her. She moaned and said, �I
don�t like it that you�re always right.�

�I would think
you�d be quite used to that by now,� he smirked, but he deliberately withdrew
the banana before she could retort, and tossed it back on the platter.

�What�d you do
that for?� she demanded. �I was just
beginning to enjoy it!�

�Time marches on,�
he said smoothly, plucking the largest ice cube from the glass she�d rattled at
him earlier. He threw the cube in his
mouth and climbed over her leg, positioning his head between her thighs.

�Severus, no,� she
said, but his mouth was already on her, and the cold from the ice cube bit into
her. Totally unprepared, she shrieked
and bucked as he held it to her, almost deadening the feeling there. Then he shifted the ice and dragged his
tongue along her, meeting her burning flesh with an equally searing cold, and
the combination made her shriek again.

�Don�t stop,� she
gasped. He swirled icy droplets of water
around her, and pushed the ice into her, only to suck it noisily bout,out,
bathing her with bracing coolness even as her temperature skyrocketed.

When the ice had
completely melted, he continued his attack, reaching nonchalantly for a slice
of peach from the tray. It, too, felt
slightly furry as he slid it inside her and sucked it into his mouth. It seemed as though he swallowed it whole,
for a second later he had another slice and was repeating procprocess. She had to delay the ending,
and his departure.

�Come for me,� he
whispered. �Come for me, Dianthus.� She moaned quietly and shook her head,
defying his insistent words in her ear.
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