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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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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
Forty One. Here there be sexual
activity.

*****

Chapter Forty One
� The Finale

Snape stripped off
her robe and ran his hands over her breasts.
�I want you,� he whispered harshly against her ear. He slid his hands around to her buttocks and
pulled her closer to him � his erection pressed against her hip through his
clothing.

�You have me,� she
whispered back, pulling up his nightshirt.
He raised his arms and she pushed it over his head.

�The couch,� he
said urgently, as if the walk to the bedroom was far too long.

They stumbled
together to fall upon the couch, and Snape was on top of her instantly, driving
into her, biting at her neck and shoulders.
The coarse material of the cushions dug painfully into her hip as he
thrust hard into her again and again.
�Severus, slow down,� she yelped, writhing uncomfortably under him.

�No,� he
growled. �Let me have you, Dianthus.�

Something broke
loose inside her at the wild recklessness in his voice, and her restraint
abandoned her. They slammed impatiently
against each other, feral grunts and whimpers filling the air as they each fed
off the other�s excitement. Snape clawed
at the back of her thigh, drag her her leg higher, forcing himself deeper. Her back arched and he took one of her
nipples between his teeth, sucking relentlessly until she yanked his head back.

He glared at her
and dove for her other nipple, treating it equally as rough, sending a shooting
line of fire directly frt tot to her groin.

�Oh, god, you�re
so wet,� he panted. �I want to fuck you
so hard you pass out.�

�Shut up, shut
up,� she wheezed. �Don�t say that.�

He�d seen his
opening, and he pounced. �No,� he
growled heavily into her ear. �You like
me telling you how hard I�m fucking you.�

�Severus,� she
panted. �Don�t talk.�

�Do you like how
I�m fucking you? Tell me, Dianthus,
answer me.� He rammed forcefully against
her.

�Yes,� she
gasped. She was close to delirium.

�Does your pussy
ache for me?�

�Yes,� she
moaned. She didn�t know how he could
string words together and keep pounding into her like this. His voice alone was steering her toward
complete insanity.

�Tell me,� he
demanded, locking his eyes to hers.
�Tell me your pussy aches for me.�

�Severus,� she
pleaded.

�Tell me!� He was panting so hard she thought he might pass out.

�My � I ache for
you,� she whimpered, unable to close her eyes, to escape into blindness.

�What aches,
Dianthus?� There was a triumphant light
in his eyes; he knew he had her.

�My � my pu �
pussy � oh, god�� she groaned, her arousal finally overflowing, rushing through
her veins like a flash flood in summer.
She dug her fingernails hard into his back, and he arched against her,
driving her into the cushions as she thrashed beneath him. He fell silent, or at least he stopped talking;
he was concentrating now on his own pleasure, rasping and grunting until, with
a hollow groan, he collapsed onto her, his hips still convulsing.

�Do it again,� she
moaned, thrusting up one more time.

�You are �
insatiable,� he gasped. �I can�t breathe,
and you�re ready to go again?�

�Mmm�� She stretched. �I�m still conscious.�

He raised his head
to look at her. �Did I � hurt you?� he
panted.

�Who cares?� She laughed and pulled him down by his ears
to kiss him.

He struggled to
his knees, giving her a look when she tried to lock her legs around his waist
to keep him on top of her. �This,� he
said, pulling her feet in front of him and kissing each one in turn, �is why I
am always hungry.�

�I�ll definitely
buy some food for next time,� she promised, pushing herself back to sit against
the arm of the couch.

He ran a finger
over each of her bruised nipples. �Want
me to heal this?�

�Mmm�I�ll do it
after you leave,� she said vaguely.

He looked slyly at
her. �How long after I leave?�

�Maybe tomorrow,�
she admitted, shrugging. He smiled and
shook his head.

�Did you get
everything you wanted?� he asked a moment later.

�How can you ask
that? I got things I didn�t even know I
wanted,� she laughed. �Melanie was
right.�

�Oh?� He raised his eyebrows. �And what advice did the wise Melanie offer?�

�She told me to
think long and hard about that damned letter you insisted on getting.�

�The time spent
was well worth it, I would say, even if your delay in sending it did infuriate
me.�

�I didn�t know
what to write! And you were no help,�
she said accusingly.

�What are you
babbling about? I gave you everything
you needed to compose such a letter.�

�Oh, sure you
did. Something shameful, that was a lot of help.�

�You couldn�t even
stand to say the word �pussy�, just now,� he countered smugly. �Almost about everything came under the
heading of shameful for you, before two nights ago.�

�Melanie thought I
should go to Knockturn Alley,� Dianthus said, looking sideways at him.

�It is very
fortunate � for you � that you didn�t,� he said coolly. �I will be the one to show you these things,
and no one else.�

�But I did go,� she said, maliciously. �I ran right down there and��

�You didn�t!� he
hissed, leaning toward her. �I know you
didn�t � the banana!�

Dianthus threw her
head back and roared with laughter. �I
did too go! I just couldn�t make myself
go into any of the shops.�

�See that you
don�t,� he said, relaxing. �I still have
things to introduce you to.�

�But it�s weeks
before then,� she said, keeping her face carefully neutral. �I�ll be in school, surrounded by handsome
boys. They might like to introduce me to
some things.�

�Dianthus,� he
said, his eyes glittering dangerously, �don�t jest about this. I am yours completely, but you are mine as
well.�

�I am yours, you know that,� she said,
pointing to his ring and then to hers.

�And no one else
will touch you, ever,� he said
fiercely.

�And no one else
will touch me,� she repeated solemnly.
Then she smiled. �Who else would
think to suck my toes?�

�Don�t you know how
many men would love to suck every inch of you?� he said, his face very
serious. �I saw them looking at you in
the great hall.�

�They were looking
at Melanie,� said Dianthus promptly.
�She always was the prettiest, even in first year.�

�No,
Dianthus. If they had been looking at
Melanie, I wouldn�t have wanted to kill them slowly and with my bare hands.�

�Don�t be silly,�
she said, growing warm under his fierce gaze.

�You don�t know,�
he said, wonderingly. He rose from the
couch and picked up his nightshirt. �Let
me show you.� He pulled his wand from a
pocket and waved it in front of the fireplace.
A tall mirror appeared in midair, slowly rotated, and came to rest
facing the couch. �Come here,� he said,
beckoning to her.

�Severus, it�s
okay,� she said nervously. �I don�t need
to be petted, you know.�

�But you do,� he
said. �Come here.�

She rose and
walked reluctantly to join him in front of the mirror. He turned her to look at herself. �Look.�

�I see,� she said,
even more nervously. �There I am.�

�Kneel down,� he
whispered. Deaf to the warning her mind
was shouting, her body acquiesced. Snape
knelt behind her. �Look at you,� he said
softly, wrapping his arms around her waist.

�I see,� she
repeated, faintly.

�You don�t, not
yet,� he said, his left hand burrowing between her legs. He lowered his lips to her neck, but she
could see his eyes watching them in the mirror.

�Severus, let�s
not do this here,� she said, but his fingers were dancing over her, and her
knees were separating unbidden. She reached
out to restrain the hand that knew exactly how to exploit her weaknesses, but
he paid her no attention.

�Up a little,
Dianthus,� he said. She raised her body
slightly, unable to withstand his slightest persuasion, and he molded her body
to his.

�Severus, no,� she
whispered halfheartedly, closing her eyes.

�Yes,� he said
gently, his hand still moving, now vying with the sensation of his member
inside her. �Open your eyes, and see the
vision that greets me when I touch you.
Look at yourself, cara mia.�

Her bodbeyebeyed. Her eyes, hooded and darkened,
stared out at her from a face undeniably flushed with desire. Her pale hips were rocking against him, and
her hand on his was moving beneath her unruly pubic curls. She saw his free hand rise from her waist to
caress her breast, and watched her nipple respond to his skillful strokes.

�You see,� he
murmured, still against her neck. �Your
body welcomes me, even when your mind rebels.
Everything about you is intoxicating:
your eager innocence, the trust you place in me, how you respond to my
slightest touch. Watch ustch tch our
enjoyment of each other. There�s no one
else here.�

She saw, as if it
was someone else, how her hand pressed harder against his, urging him on. Her free hand joined his at her breast,
closing over his fingers to guide them.
She leaned into him, and watched through heavy eyelids as her chest rose
and fell, as her hips moved faster in time with his, as he licked her skin and
bit her shoulder. She heard herself
moaning unevenly. This was what watching
a Muggle movie must be like, intensified one hundredfold.

She watched her
eyes widen and her mouth slacken around a groan when the blood rushed through
her, watched her hand flutter lightly between her trembling thighs, saw Snape�s
eyes close and heard him take a ragged breath before he turned his head and
buried his face in her hair, muttering her name as he thrust gently twice more
against her. Their motions stilled, and
he opened his eyes to gaze at their reflection.

�This is why they
look at you, Dianthus,� he whispered.
�They want you to look at them like you�re looking at me now.�

�Send it away,�
she told his reflection shakily.

He pulled her to
the floor and into his embrace. �You
didn�t like it?� he murmured.

�I � I did.� She couldn�t lie. �But it�s too much, Severus. I can�t take watching it.�

�How lucky for me
that I am able to watch you every time, with or without a mirror,� he
smiled. He summoned his wand and
vanished the mirror. They lay quietly
for some time, Dianthus lost in thought, Snape seemingly content just to hold
her to him.

�I have to go
soon,� he said fiy.
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