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Naughty Fantasies	By : mysticxox Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 16821 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Thanks for the amazing reviews everyone! I loved reading them =)

Sorry for the (relatively) short chapter last time...hopefully this one will be better!

I feel the need to warn you, this chapter involves a lot of lemons. Proceed at your own risk ;D

Hermione finally pulled back from the hug, making sure her eyes were tear-free. She didn't want him questioning her tonight.

"So…what's this fantasy of yours?"she asked, trying to keep her voice light.

Severus just gave her another kiss and pushed her back against the wall. "Tell me witch", he murmured, his lips trailing kisses from her mouth to the shell of her ear.

Her skin already felt like it was on fire wherever he touched her. "Do you like to be tied up?" his voice was silky and smooth, enticing her.

She did enjoy being tied up but she wasn't sure if being defenceless when acting out one of Severus' fantasies was a good idea. He would torture her (much like he did usually) but it would be worse if she were defenceless.

Her classroom fantasy, which he had fulfilled earlier this week, had been a fine example of that. She had loved every, torturous minute of it but her feelings for him always grew stronger after an event like that. She didn't want anymore of her heart to be broken when she left.

"I…" she stopped when he drew a cloth of green silk out of his pocket. She had a feeling the colour was not a coincidence. Slytherin to the core.

He watched her expression as he handed the cloth to her.

It felt so smooth on her hot skin. To be tied up with it would be…heavenly. But still…

Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt the cold wind on her skin. She frowned at Severus when she realised he had charmed her clothes off. She was now standing in only her panties.

Before she could protest, he removed his own robes, revealing he wore nothing underneath them tonight. Her breath caught in her chest as she took in the gleaming, pale statue of a man that stood before her, the firm ridges of his chest almost marble-like in structure. The few scars he had received during the Great War only added to his glory, giving him an almost roughish look that made her core throb with need.

He was hers…for now. She let him press her back against the wall as his lips descended on hers, making her knees weak. She felt one of his hands caress her milky globes, causing her peaks to harden from what she knew was not just the night air.

"May I?" he asked her, his voice husky and laced with lust and she nodded. Hermione knew she was playing with fire here, setting herself up to be hurt even more but she couldn't help it. She yearned for it, for him and even if it meant breaking her heart, she couldn't stop herself from giving it to him.

A muttered spell was all it took for hooks to appear on the ceiling. Severus wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her forward, to the centre of the alcove. The ceiling wasn't too high and she knew the height would be perfect for her.

"Say 'Mandrake' if you want me to stop", he murmured to her as he began to tie one of her arms to the low ceiling. Hermione was surprised. They never used a safe word normally.

What did that mean? Did he think she might not be able to take his fantasy? Why?

The questions whirled around in her head but before she could ask any, she found both her arms tied to the ceiling and Severus standing in front of her with smouldering eyes as he took in her figure.

She felt herself getting wetter as he moved his hands to her breasts, kneading them. The friction created by his slightly calloused palms had her moaning for more.

His low chuckle echoed through the alcove and he bend down slightly, moving one arm to her waist while he suckled one of her hardened peaks. She writhed against him, wishing her hands were free so she could pull him closer. His mouth was absolute magic, shooting shocks straight to her core every time he sucked her nipple.

His other hand was drawing circles on her other breast, occasionally brushing against her nipple to give her even more sensations. Her thoughts were solely focused on him and the feel of him.

She could only whimper when he moved his mouth to her neck, suckling the skin above her pulse lightly as his hands moved down to caress her buttocks. "Please", she moaned the word, her breasts pushing into his chest as she tried to move closer and get more contact.

His erection was almost painful in its intensity but there was one thing he had to do before he could take her. This was why he had given her a safe word. Hurting Hermione was the last thing Severus wanted to do but he had a feeling she would enjoy this particular act…once she got used to it.

Hermione was barely aware of anything except his hands on her, massaging her buttocks and making her even wetter. She felt him press his lips against hers and she allowed herself to moan into his mouth, turning into a yelp when she felt a oily liquid being spread across her butt cheeks.

His mouth moved to her ear as he whispered, "Trust me witch". Her heart was racing but she allowed him to spread the oil, only whimpering when he moved behind her and parted her cheeks.

His warm finger entered her from behind, making her wince slightly. Severus hoped she could take this pain. It was nothing compared to what she would experience…before the pleasure took over that is!

He placed one arm around her waist as he moved his finger in deeper, the oil around it, lubricating the skin he touched. He could feel her tight opening and slowly pushed against the ring of muscles, causing Hermione to cry out.

"Just a little more pet", he murmured against her neck as he felt her resisting, "Relax for me. Trust me".

She took a deep breath, trying to relax herself as she felt him push in further. She felt him pull out again and felt a jolt of pleasure go through her. He slid his finger in again, even more oil lubricating it and this time, she managed to relax when he thrust in, moaning a little as he pulled out.

Now that Hermione was getting used to the sensation, she wanted more. His fingers weren't giving her as much pleasure as she wanted and Severus chuckled as she pushed back against him in frustration.

"Want something bigger?" his voice was low and seductive and she nodded automatically, barely comprehending the question.

He moved around to the front and a whispered spell had a long, thin object appearing in his hands. Hermione stared at it, dawning understanding on her face.

"Is that a…vibrator?" she almost whispered. It seemed thinner and longer than any she had ever seen.

"It is a magical one", Severus told her, chuckling when he saw her eyes light up with excitement at the prospect of learning more about something new.

"It's very similar to the muggle ones except it can go deeper, if needed, and it will perform the motions by itself if commanded", Severus' voice had an authoritative edge as he said this and Hermione recognised it as his 'teacher voice'.

She nodded, trying to shift her legs inconspicuously as she felt her core getting wetter. What was wrong with her?

She knew Severus had noticed when he stepped forward and placed a soft kiss on her lips, one hand resting on her waist and said, "I think we can learn more about the theoretical applications later. We have a practical to complete".

She shuddered in anticipation (again, what was wrong with her?) as he moved behind her. His hands parted her cheeks and she almost buckled as she felt him blow a gust of warm air into her opening. "Severus", her groan of longing was rewarded as she felt the vibrator move into her. It wasn't vibrating at the moment and she tried to relax herself as it pushed past her resistance.

It was nice and surprisingly warm, much narrower than she had expected. Severus turned it on and she couldn't help crying out as the vibrations shot to her core, giving her a mix of both pleasure and pain.

"No Severus", she cried and then moaned as she felt it leave her tight opening.

"Do you want me to stop Hermione?" Severus' voice was thick with desire but she could still hear the concern behind his words, "Do you want to use the safe word?"

She thought about it for a moment. She was so aroused and she couldn't deny that it gave her a large amount of pleasure if she could get used to the pain. It wasn't that bad, really.

"No. I want…more". Severus didn't admit how relieved he was at her answer as he commanded the vibrator to move by itself.

He watched as his witch writhed with pleasure, only whimpering when the pain hit. Her low, throaty moans finally made him return to standing in front of her.

Hermione was lost in the feelings of pleasure she was beginning to discover from the object behind her when she suddenly felt a warm hand cup her core. She buckled against Severus as he leaned in and captured her mouth in a passionate kiss that left her breathless with desire.

"Severus I…", she wasn't sure what she wanted. But more. She always wanted more with him.

"Hermione", he murmured the words, his eyes darker than normal with arousal. She arched into him as the feelings became more pleasurable and, with a groan, he positioned himself at her wet entrance, thrusting in at the same time and pace as the vibrator.

To say she loved the feel of him was an understatement. Hermione could only moan into his mouth as his hard member slammed into her, the sensations of the vibrator adding to the pleasure.

Severus felt her pulsing around him and knew she was approaching her climax. He broke the kiss to whisper in her ear, his voice husky, "I love you Miss Granger".

She couldn't reply before the feeling of being completely filled and the sensations her body was experiencing pushed her over the edge, causing Severus to follow her into bliss a minute later.

Hermione collapsed against him, panting. The vibrator had stopped as soon as she climaxed-another magical thing, she assumed.

She felt Severus remove the ropes around her arms and his talented hands began to rub away the marks the cloth had left on them. "I love you", she whispered to him and felt his arm tighten around her in response before she drifted off to sleep in his arms, exhaustion finally catching up.

One more chapter left to decide Hermione and Severus' fate.

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