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Forbidden Fantasies	By : StarFire Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 23574 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5

As Hermione began to stir, she was slowly becoming aware that she was engulfed in water and her body was being held firmly against something warm and solid.

‘What is poking me in the back? And why and how did I end up in water?’

Her eyes felt less heavy and restricted as they slowly fluttered open. Her bathroom ceiling was the first thing that came into focus. She let her eyes drift to the green fiery orbs that surround the room and out of the corner of her eye she saw the flesh colored poles that were holding her captive.

She gently turned her head to the right in order to get a better view of what she was dealing with and quickly realized that they were not poles.

Her eyes widen as they traveled down to her abdomen where they rest.

‘No, those are differently not poles.’

Long, pale fingers were spread across her slightly sun-kissed skin.

She knew these fingers; she had seen them several times for the past several years.

‘But why and how are they here? Was she dreaming again?’

This particular situation was one of her many, many forbidden fantasies she had replayed in her head about a very particular man.

Warm, steady breaths on her shoulder caused her to tense and small little bumps covered her skin. Of course those familiar fingers would certainly be attached to the all too familiar dark wizard.

She slowly turned in his arms trying very hard not to wake him. With all her being she wanted to play out her fantasy to the fullest before this man woke from his slumber and came to his senses. She knew he would be very cross with her and probably send her away again (even if it was her room after all), but she honestly did not care. She was a Gryffindor and the Princess no less. Courage would not fail her now, she was sure of it.   She wanted to take full advantage of this opportunity to do what she could and she certainly would.

Hermione managed to wiggle her way around in his lap and was now straddling it. Her legs were on each side of his stretched out legs and her core was brushing up against his very engorged member. His hands which were resting on her abdomen had now managed to slide down perfectly to her bum, she grinned when she noticed it.

Her head was still a bit clammy, but nothing like it had been hours ago. She suspected she had this amazingly sexy wizard to thank, and thank him she certainly would too.

She studied his face, etching to memory all the lines and scars from the stress and fighting of the war. She also noticed that he looked ten years younger when he was sleeping.

‘Suppose that is one place he doesn’t have to worry about anything.’ She thought matter-of-factly to herself.

Her brow pulled together when her eyes went back to all the scars and worry lines that had somewhat lighten while he was sleeping. When he was awake and defiantly when he was teaching they stood out very prominently. Thinking back to the war, along with everything this man went through and did for them; she was suddenly filled with sadness and admiration for him. The sadness was because he had endured so much, gave so much and yet he received so little. The admiration was because if it wasn’t for him, she knew for certain she would not be alive today.

Her eyes trailed down to the chest, the scars on his face where nothing compared to the ones carved into his chest. Salty tears stung her eyes and threaten to spill over, her heart clenched in pain for him.

She leaned forward to gently kiss the scars on his face, silently thanking him as she visited each of them. When she was finished with the ones on his lovely face, she slid down to his chest and repeated the endearing procedure. She loved being able to do this for him, if only he would acknowledge it and welcome it when he was actually awake.

She heard a quiet moan escape his lips when her lips brushed against the scar just below his left nipple. She froze when she heard it, her eyes flashed up to his face to see if she had woken him. Seeing she had not, she kissed the same spot again and this time she gently blew where her moist lips had just been. She was rewarded again with the same soft moan, and she felt herself become wet.

She grinned evilly letting her tongue dart out and sweep across his nipple while her hands softly ran the length of his chest to his abdomen. She gently suckled on his nipple and wrapped her delicate hand around his hard cock, gripping it gently yet firmly. She began to stroke him and cupped his balls with her free hand. Her tongue swirled around his nipple before she began a trail of kisses to his right and claimed that nipple with her warm little mouth.

She heard a sharp intake of breathe and felt his chest tighten when her teeth brushed against him. She did not stop nor did she remove her mouth from him. She let her lust filled eyes peer up at him and his breathe hitched a second time. Shock was the first thing that crossed in his face, followed by confusion, self-hatred, anger and finally lust and desire. She felt his hands ball into fist at her bum and she couldn’t help but wiggled it playfully. He was fighting with himself, she could tell, so she kept on with her ministrations. She slid her hand all the way down his shaft and all the way back to the tip, she felt the pre-cum accumulate at the tip and decided to smear it on her palm to help with her little task.

Hearing his breathing slightly accelerate, she squeezed his balls firmly. If she was not excited enough, her heart almost sang when she felt his hand snake its way into her hair and the other holding her firmly in place by her waist.

She trailed kisses up his chest to his neck and found a spot that made him all but buck her off his lap. She halted there to kiss, nip and suckle on that exact spot while her hand continued to pump and fist his cock. His head fell back once again against the back of the tub allowing her full access to his neck and she took to it like a new born kitten to a mother’s tit. She loved to her the moans and gasps she was pulling from him. She moved her hand faster, pumping him harder and rolling his balls in her palm. His hips began to meet her movements and before she knew it he had used the hand that was tangled in her massive curls to rip her away from his neck.   He claimed her lips in a forceful, passionate filled kiss as she pushed him over the edge and hot sticky cum covered her hands, stomach and their laps. He moan against her lips and drank every bit of them. Slowly breaking the kiss, he placed his forehead on her and she noticed he was trying to catch his breathe. She smiled at the fact that she just brought this man pleasure for the first time and she would most definitely treasure this first played out fantasy.   She vowed right there that if this man would allow her, it certainly would not be the last.

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