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When Duty Calls	By : Astrid-Lemons Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 11205 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Snape growled as Hermione rose at 6 in the morning. He tossed an arm over his eyes hissing when the light from the bathroom flooded the bedroom. It had been a long night. He wasn't used to sharing his bed, and every little movement Hermione made seemed to wake him. He sat up in bed stretching out just as Hermione opened the bathroom door, letting the steam billow into the room. She stepped out in her black v skirt and a black lace bra, looking in the dresser for her shirt.
He froze entranced by the sight of her half naked frame bent over an open drawer. She found her shirt tossing it on the top of the dresser as she readjusted her bra, lifting each breast up higher in the cup. She turned to face the professor, crossing her arms under her bust, ultimately pushing them farther up.
"Enjoying the show?" She asked arching an eyebrow.
"Well I was, until you did that annoying thing with your mouth." He smirked standing to make his way to the bathroom. Hermione looped her finger into his waist band as he tried to pass her. She stood on her tip toes sliding both hands up to his chest, her mouth hovering over his pulse. "You should see what else it can do." She breathed, running her nails back down to his abdomen. She removed her hands looking down at his pants.
"Planning a camping trip, professor?" She grinned and walked out of the bedroom with her shirt in hand.
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"What are you doing?!" Her subconscious barked. "Are we that desperate?! Severus Snape?! The ex Potions Master?! He was your professor only four years ago. You, for all intents and purposes, are trying to bump uglies with your most hated professor. That's gross."
"No, that's kind of hot." She answered herself.
"You need to get laid."
"I plan on it."
"Ew. Just stop talking to yourself, it's creepy."

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Hermione chuckled to herself as she sat in Snape's armchair pulling on her boots. It was almost time to head up to the Great Hall for breakfast and Snape still hadn't come out from the bedroom. There was no way she was going to show up late today. She tossed on her robe, barging into the bedroom slightly aggravated.
Her wand flew from her hand as a flash of black billowing robes pinned her to the bed. Snape straddled her hips using his ankles to pin her legs in place. His hands pushed hers into the mattress above her head. She looked up to see him in all his Snape like glory buttoned up in his traditional teaching robes. He leaned down letting his nose brush hers, his lips hovering over her mouth.
Her head swam as they exchanged quickening breaths. Something deep down in her belly clenched deliciously sending shivers up her spine. He hadn't even touched her, aside from restraining her, and she was already writhing with need. Never in her life had she felt so wanton. She lifted her head, desperate to capture his lips with hers. He pulled back a dark smile playing across his lips. If he allowed her to kiss him they would definitely be late, not only to breakfast but to class as well. His lips ghosted over her chin and down her throat. He pressed a soft chaste kiss at the hollow notch between her collar bones, earning him a low moan from the trapped witch.
He pulled his face away, enjoying the sight of her wriggling beneath him staring back with heavy lidded eyes. "Don't start things you don't intend to finish, Miss Granger." He breathed. He stood up and left Hermione splayed out on the bed. She sat up trying to catch her breath, swinging her shaky legs over the side of the bed. She stood up trying to regain her composure before walking out into the parlor.
Snape was situated in the chair by the fire with a book, looking as if nothing had happened. A smug look came over his face as he looked up at the irritated young auror. She was so angry that she was at a loss for words. She mumbled under her breath heading for the door. Snape looked amused as he followed behind her. "This isn't over." She hissed opening the door.
"I would hope not." He whispered before they walked out into the corridor.
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Breakfast was uneventful for the most part. Snape and Hermione took their respective seats and went about their normal routine. Snape was pleasantly surprised at how composed Hermione was after they left their shared room. She hadn't said a word about their intimate little game of cat and mouse, and no one was the wiser. As far as students and faculty were concerned, they were merely colleagues who still had a great distaste for each other.
Snape and Hermione made it down to the classroom with a few minutes to spare before class began. Hermione had already slipped back into her professional, no-nonsense auror demeanor. Snape flicked his wand causing all the tables to line up against the walls leaving a large open space in the center of the room. He turned back around to see Hermione leaning against the front of his desk with her arms crossed and an indifferent look on her face. There was something about her hardened professional persona that made him want to lock the door and take her over his desk.
He pushed the rather enticing thoughts from his head as students began trickling into the classroom. Gasps and whispers filled the room as the students noticed the young attractive auror situated in front of Snape's desk. Her eyes swept over the room as more students filed in taking their seats. Hermione held back a smile when she realized that her first class with the professor was with Slytherin and Gryffindor. She moved off to the side, allowing Snape to stand center stage. His scowl brought the room to complete silence.
The surly professor started his lecture on disarming as Hermione stood stock still to his side. A young Gryffindor boy raised his hand enthusiastically as the professor spoke. Snape looked straight past him as if he wasn't there. The boy reminded Hermione so much of herself during her Hogwarts years. Her eyes glittered with mischief. Since she wouldn't be able to get him back for his little display that morning the way she originally planned, allowing her young male counterpart to speak freely would do well to give him a taste of his own medicine.
She pointed at the young man becoming him to stand. "What is your name?"
"It's... Uh... Kevin... Kevin Majewski." He stammered.
Snape stopped speaking cocking his head to the side and shot Hermione a nasty look before he turned his attention back to the timid boy. "What is it now, Majewski?" He hissed.
"Miss Granger, is it true you were able to brew poly juice potion by your second year?"
Hermione nodded stepping over to stand next to the disgruntled professor. Another students hand popped up as soon as Kevin took his seat. Hermione pointed to the young gryffindor waving her hand frantically.
"Is it true you punched Draco Malfoy in the face your third year?"
Hermione raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?" The Slytherins grumbled as the Gryffindors giggled and hooted.
"20 points from Gryffindor for your lack of classroom etiquette." Snape hissed.
A Gryffindor boy with black messy hair jumped out of his seat. "Is it true you set Professor Snape's robes on fire your first year?" He yelled out.
Hermione let a smirk pass over her lips as Snape blatantly glared at her. "10 points from Gryffindor for incriminating someone from your own house, and another 20 points docked for your young Gryffindor auror's insolence." He drawled never taking his eyes off of the arrogant auror beside him.
So he didn't know, this was getting better by the minute. Hermione winked at the raven haired boy, adding more fuel to the fire. "I think we're done now." She announced glancing up at a rather hostile professor Snape. He grumbled under his breath before continuing on with his lecture.
The next two classes went along without a hitch. They didn't have time between classes to discuss anything, but with every passing minute the dark professor seemed to grow more and more agitated over the first class revelations made. When lunch rolled around Snape huffed into his office with Hermione right on his heels. She gently closed the door facing the infuriated professor. His jaw was tight, his arms crossed in front of his chest.
"You lit. My robes. On fire."
"I never said I did." She smirked leaning up against the wall.
He cut his eyes at her, trying to keep amusement from flitting across his face. He hadn't suspected her as the little pyro almost ten years ago, and had been furious a few hours before, but that all faded away when they were finally alone, being replaced with the sexual tension from earlier. Hermione sauntered over to the daunting professor as if she read his mind. She laid her hands on his chest, standing on the balls of her feet to unfasten the buttons at his throat. His breath hitched as she placed hot open mouthed kisses to the side of his neck.
"Still mad at me?" She whispered placing a few kisses along his jawline.
"Furious." He drawled with a sly smile. In one smooth motion he picked up the small witch sitting her on his desk. He pointed his wand over his shoulder locking the door. The familiar clenching in her belly was back already. A rough hand slid up the back of her shirt digging into her waist as another wound it's way into her chestnut curls tipping her head back.
She looked up into his hungry eyes, her skin prickling as he moved in to nip at her jawline. His tongue darted out trailing down her neck to her collar bone. She moaned grabbing on to the front of his shirt. He smiled into her throat feeling the pulse in her neck quicken. His pants had become almost painfully uncomfortable as his growing erection fought against the fabric of his trousers.
Hermione released her grip, bringing one hand to his neck as the other reached down to slide over the hard bulge between his legs. Snape inhaled sharply as she undid his button and fly, reaching in to rub his erection through the cotton fabric of his boxers. Hermione's hips had started to roll of their own accord as the dull ache between her legs grew to be unbearable. She removed her hands wrapping her legs around his hips, desperate to relieve the pressure building in her core. She let out a loud gasp as a strong calloused hand snaked down between her legs gently brushing over her sex through her thin satin panties. Her panties were soaked with her arousal. Her hips bucked into his hand.
He removed his hand allowing his erection to rub against her as he dug his fingers into her hips pulling her closer. She moaned rolling her hips into his. The fact that they were both still in their teaching robes in the professor's study right outside the classroom had no bearing on their tryst. Having Severus Snape between her legs grinding his hips into hers as she moaned for more atop his desk was all she could think about.
Hermione twisted a hand in his hair bringing him face to face with her. Her breathing was erratic as if she was just on the precipice of madness feeling his hard shaft slide against her covered clit. Her juices had started soaking through Snape's boxers eliciting a low moan from the black clad professor.
"If we don't stop, I'm going to drill you right into this fucking desk." He growled into her ear showing no real intention of stopping. She pulled away and looked into his eyes rolling into his hips. "Then fuck me." She purred.
He took hold of her hair leaning in nip at her bottom lip as his hand worked frantically to free his throbbing erection from its confines. She leaned forward pressing her lips to his as he finally set to moving her panties aside, letting a finger slide between her slick folds earning a loud cry as he brushed the engorged bundle of nerves at her cleft. He quickly moved to muffle her cries with his mouth flicking his tongue against hers. He groaned into her mouth as he felt her hips buck forward letting his swollen cock slip between her sopping folds.
"Is everything okay in there?" A voice came from the other side of the office door.
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Author's Note:
I hope you guys enjoyed the naughty scenes in this chapter. Tell me what you think of them, what you like, what you dislike, tips on how to improve them, etc. I'm planning on doing quite a bit more smut-tastic scenes and would love to know what gets your motor going ;-)
@HG4eva- Thank you so much for the review and kind words! It made my day!
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