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Grape Juice Complete	By : Desert_Sea Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7905 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: LeWyKi – You definitely can’t deny yourself one day a week for leisure. It could help with your thesis writing (I know thesis pain after writing two). To continue on our previous discussion from TBTB, the answers to your predictions are ‘yes’ and ‘yes’ – nice guesses. ‘Curioser and curioser’ indeed – as you know, I don’t like to be predictable so I was keen to do something a bit different. I suspect this chapter will take you a little further down the rabbit hole.

Oracle – ‘I just snorted my sinuses clear’ – hahah noice! ‘fatal attraction bunny boiling was masterful’ – I sometimes wonder how much the characters would know but it seems to slip through as part of the general nuttiness :) ‘universal truths’ - I think your influence is rubbing off. ‘Gee, I don't know anyone like this (cough-DS-cough).’ – this cracked me up. I genuinely didn’t see it, but you know I’m pretty thick. ‘Hermione's an art-crazed rapist’ – ummm yeah! ‘Bu-dum ching!’ – bowm-bowm-bowm. ‘Grape Juice (blending...I get it now)’ – don’t worry there’ll be plenty more times to get it!

Anon for now – well it’s great that you have made it back after all that time away. I love undignified happy sounds, I make them all the time. ‘Wow. Weirdest smut I've ever read’ – hahahah! Well, it’s the weirdest smut I’ve ever written if that helps? Thank you for the kindness to my writing and the characters – I’m worried that I might cram in too much detail now – is it a problem? Hmmm, I think you will be interested in the outcome of this chapter.

Lovey_Reader – yes them Waldos are out in force! More this chapter. ‘Oh Severus you've got some 'splaining to do!’ – love this! And yes, he does.

Chea – lovely to hear from you. Snape in drag is not an everyday Snape, granted. I’m glad you like the Greco-Roman wrestler, I had to look up the rules to make sure I had that right. And that hand cream, he should bottle it right? Hermione does seem to have a few issues of her own. I think we may discover more this chapter ;)

Chapter 5 – Grape minds think alike

Severus took a sip of grape juice and congratulated himself on a successful morning’s skirt shopping. He’d found one in black that could be transfigured into a variety of styles. It’d even been marked down. He swirled the ice cubes and took another sip. It wasn’t firewhisky. It wasn’t even alcoholic. But it allowed him to relax into his comfortable seat in the corner of the bar, affording his heart an excited flutter at the prospect of seeing her again that evening.

It’d been four days since he’d last seen, and first fucked, her in her flat and he’d been floating on a cloud of prolonged post-coital bliss ever since. He was practically absent in his classes and aloof in meetings. McGonagall had even accused him of being drunk, which was particularly ironic since he hadn’t touched a drop in nearly three weeks.

He’d managed to creep out of Hermione’s house into the late afternoon sun and immediately thought of returning to lie beside her soft form—a slumbering mermaid with a fan of seaweedy hair. He’d desperately wanted to tell her. To show her the truth behind the veil. But he’d somehow managed to convince himself that she would be far happier not knowing.

Their time together, although built on a sad litany of lies, was as good as anything he’d ever experienced. He didn’t want to risk ruining it with reality. His rational self sat petulant, in the corner of his mind, rarely bothering to speak. But he was relieved for the peace. In fact, he was in a better place now than he’d been in for a very long time.

“Professor Snape?”

What the fuck??

He jerked around and his throat closed over.

It was Draco Malfoy.

“I almost didn’t recognise you in that outfit,” Draco chuckled. “Don’t get up.” He placed a firm hand on Severus’ shoulder.

Severus sat, stunned, as the colour rapidly drained from his withering world.

Draco flopped down on the seat beside him, a smirk on his pale face. “My father said you’d be here.”

Severus couldn’t speak, his hand trembling as he returned the grape juice to its coaster.

“He’s been following you since he spotted you in the Leaky Cauldron a few weeks ago—dressed in some sort of old lady get-up. I couldn’t believe it when he told me. Especially when he said you’d been meeting up with a certain former student.” Draco lifted an eyebrow. “So I thought I’d come and see it for myself.”

The entirety of what he was hit Severus right then. He sat mute, ashamed.

“Of course I’m pretty high up at the Ministry of Magic now and there are plenty of people who would be very interested in knowing what Professor Severus Snape gets up to in his spare time. Word would get around very quickly. But then again, the Daily Prophet might be a better alternative?”

Severus couldn’t take it any longer. “What do you want?” he snarled.

Draco leaned forward. “I want to know what you’re doing and why,” he said. “If I believe you and you make it good, I might even ask my father to keep this little secret just between the three of us.”

Severus was silent.

“Take off your hat,” ordered Draco, the smirk falling from his face.

Severus waited, in agony. “I’m in a public . . . “

“Take it off. Now.”

Severus paused another moment before slowly raising his hand and removing the hat and veil, dropping them onto the ground beside him before crossing his arms.

Draco slipped back in his seat, appraising him. “Why?”

Severus shrugged. “Why do we do anything?”

“To get laid?”

Severus stared at him a long while. “Something like that.”

“Unusual.” Draco lifted his chin. “Dressing like an old woman wouldn’t have been my personal choice of seduction technique.”

Severus wanted to punch him in the smirking face. “It was circumstance. Synchronicity or something." He shook his head in annoyance. "It wasn’t planned. Once done, it just became difficult to undo.”

Draco reached over and grabbed the glass of grape juice, taking a large gulp.

“So Granger likes old lady kink does she?” he asked, sliding the glass back onto the table.

Severus sighed, his frown deepening. “No. She . . . “ He shook his head.

Draco’s eyebrows shot up. “Are you telling me she doesn’t know? That she hasn’t worked it out yet?”

Severus closed his eyes, trying to block out the world and everything in it.

“Your outfit’s about as convincing as a badger wrapped in a curtain," Draco scoffed. "So have you fucked her yet?”

Severus’ silence answered the question.

“And she still doesn’t know?”

Severus remained mute. There was no good answer.

“What do you think she’s going to do when she finds out? Hex your nuts off?”

“Most likely.”

Draco gave a low whistle. “I wouldn’t want to be in your skirt.”

Smarmy fuck.

There was a long pause.

“So are you going to see her again?”

“Tonight.” Severus fixed his black eyes on the younger man. His wand was in his handbag but, no doubt, Draco’s was closer. And what would Lucius do if he hexed his son? It wouldn’t be worth it.

“Do you wank over her?”

Severus rolled his eyes. “What do you think?”

“I doubt you’ve had your hand off it in three weeks.”

Pretty accurate.

Severus sighed, uncrossed his arms and made to get up. “I have things to do Draco. So if you’ve finished interrogating me about my private life, I think I’ll leave now.”

“Not yet.” There was a hard edge to Draco’s voice as he clamped his hand over Severus’. “I said if you make it good, I’ll let you go.”

Severus was rapidly losing patience, but he didn’t have a lot of power or choice.

“I want to hear your best wank fantasy,” Draco said, his voice dropping low. “All the details. And it needs to be good enough for me to see it.”

You slimy little bastard.

“And while you tell me, I’m going to have a little bit of fun of my own.” He looked around the almost empty bar before reaching down and releasing his own semi-erect cock from his trousers, facing Severus.

“I’m ready when you are,” he smirked, grasping the base of his shaft.

Severus’ mouth twisted with fury. He could make a lunge for his ferrety balls and squeeze them into a pulp, but then he was left with the problem of his father. And his father could be a right cunt.

He waited, considering his options and then, with a deep sigh, started.

“She’s an artist.” His rich voice cut through the background music, reaching Draco who was already starting to stroke himself under the table. “And she paints with all sorts of things. But one particular medium she told me about was food. So sometimes I think about her lying naked on a table. A dining table. I have a bowl of ice-cream, some hot chocolate sauce and a can of whipped cream.”

Draco’s breathing deepened and the hand around his cock squeezed, moving in longer strokes.

“First, I start off by scooping up a handful of ice-cream and smearing it over her full breasts. Her nipples harden immediately and she . . . moans.” He swallowed. “I dip my creamy fingers into her mouth and she sucks and licks them as I lower my lips over each of her nipples. The warmth of my mouth contrasts with the cold of the ice-cream, making the blood suddenly flood into those nubs, giving her an intense jolt of . . . pleasure.”

Draco’s face contorts as Severus’ voice seems to go directly to his cock.

“I suck and lick and roll her nipples until they are rock hard again. Then I take the hot chocolate sauce and dribble it onto them, all over her breasts, down her stomach and let it trickle into the slit between her spread legs. It slides between her lips, coating them and making her writhe on the table in a mixture of pain and ecstasy. Then I take the can of whipped cream and spray a thick trail over the sauce, fluffing it across her breasts and stomach but most of it I spray over her pussy lips and down below.”

“Her ass?” Draco panted.

Severus closed his eyes and nodded, swallowing again.

“Then I start eating. I slowly lap up the sauce and cream from around her nipples, licking at them with the tip of my tongue, before trailing down her stomach and dipping into her bellybutton to dig out the creamy pool of chocolate there. She’s got her hands in my hair and she’s trying to grind into me. I keep trailing lower, licking through the chocolate in her pubic hair. Down, down until I get to the creamy pile around her pussy and I just bury my face in it, spreading it everywhere. I lap and suck at her creamy, chocolately flesh and each time I delve in, I suck on her clit and she cries out and thrusts up into me. My tongue slides inside her cunt and I taste her juices that are already mixing with the cream that’s up there. I dive in deeper and deeper to get at everything inside her. I have to twist and lick from all angles and she groans and cries out that she needs to come. I lick and suck on her labia before moving down past her pussy down to her . . . anus which is dripping with chocolate and juices and melted cream. And I stick my tongue inside her and she cries out and grinds her pussy into my face until I can hardly breathe. But I keep delving into her hole and then push two fingers inside her pussy. She’s so close by then that all I need to do is rub her g-spot as I tongue-fuck her other hole and she comes. She squeezes and pulses around my fingers and gushes out more cream and juice onto my tongue. And I just lick it . . .”

Draco suddenly groaned and snatched up a napkin on the table, pumping his shuddering cock into it as his head pitched forward. His chest heaved as he continued to crank his pulsing shaft, draining the last sticky drops of come into the cloth. Then he sat, staring at Severus for a few ragged moments before folding his wilting member back into his trousers.

Reaching out, he took one of Severus’ hands and folded the napkin into it. “Thank you.”

Severus frowned as Draco stood up and leaned toward him.

What was he going to do? Head-butt him?

But he kept coming until his lips were suddenly locked onto his.

What the fuck??

Grabbing the younger man by the shoulders, Severus went to push him backwards but suddenly the form beneath his hands started to twist and writhe, contorting and shrinking.

Oh Gods! Polyjuice!

Standing before him was Hermione. A small smile on her lips. “I guess now we’re even.”
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