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The Reckoning	By : Snapeoutofit Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 21948 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: All characters and settings are the creation of JK Rowling. I own nothing of Harry Potter and make no money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty One
- 22-Twenty Two
- 23-Twenty Three
- 24-Twenty Four
- 25-Twenty Five
- 26-Twenty Six
- 27-Twenty Seven
- 28-Twenty Eight
- 29-Twenty Nine
- 30-Thirty
- 31-Thirty One
- 32-Thirty Two
- 33-Thirty Three
- 34-Thirty Four
- 6
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- 8
“You know I always wondered where your chambers were,” Hermione said as she rolled to face him. The two lay side by side, naked and under the covers. “But I don’t understand how I never noticed the staircase at the end of the dungeon corridor before.”
Snape chuckled as he propped himself up on one elbow. “Think about what you just said, Hermione. You...not noticing something. That’s ridiculous.”
She pursed her lips. “I know. It’s absurd. I don’t understand how I missed it.”
Snape laughed again. “Your wit really isn’t as sharp after sex, did you know that?”
Hermione playfully smacked his arm. “It just seemed to appear out of thin air, like...”
“Magic?” He grinned wildly as realization dawned on her face. Her eyes went wide as she understood.
“That’s bloody brilliant,” she said slowly. “Are there other invisible stairwells and hidden hallways here? Oh what am I saying, of course there are.”
Snape was laughing so hard that he rolled back and tossed his arm across his brow. “The stones at the end of the hallway are charmed. The staircase used to be plain but I didn’t want any dunderheads knowing where to find me. It’s been this way ever since I’ve began teaching here. And if you tell anyone I promise I will crucio you.” He glared at her.
Hermione smacked her lips in indignation. “Of course I wouldn’t tell anyone.” She climbed onto him and he moved his arm from his forehead to rest his hand on her thigh.
“What’s it like living here?” She asked, gesturing around his bedroom.
“Quiet,” he said without preamble. “Quiet and private and uncluttered. All the shite at Spinner’s End is just bad memories and junk. Here it’s sparse. The only things that occupy these quarters are the things that I need or things that I like.”
Hermione thought about that for a moment and a smiled found its way to her lips. She leaned forward to kiss him deeply. When she did, he wrapped his arm around her back to pull her closely against him.
She pressed her body against him and felt his erection growing. He nearly growled when he felt her gently press her core against him.
“Hermione..” he whispered against her ear. “I don’t know what you’ve done to me but..”
“Shh” she whispered in reply. “Don’t think so much, just enjoy it.” She pulled her hips back and then pushed back against his cock. He growled in response.
“Listen to you,” he murmured. “Hermione Granger, of all people, telling me not to think.”
She smiled shyly. “Just let me feel you.” Her voice was a desperate plea. She didn’t sound needy, whiny, or demanding. Her voice was saturated with wanton lust.
Severus let his hand slide lower to cup her arse. “Come bathe with me,” he begged. “I want to see you wet and covered in bubbles.”
She smiled and kissed him before eagerly climbing out of bed. “I’ve always loved a good soak.”
Severus smiled and followed her out of bed. He led to the bathroom where he magically started the tap. Several candles on the room sprang to life and suddenly Hermione recognized the scent of jasmine in the air. Severus stepped into the deep basin and offered his outstretched hand. She accepted and stepped in. Severus drank in the sight of her before they both melted into the expanding bubbles around them. Hermione let out a deep sigh as she shut her eyes and let her head fall back against the curved edge of the tub.
“Teacher perk?” She murmured.
“I beg your pardon?”
“It must be nice to sink back into this tub and relax after your lessons,” she said; eyes still closed as she let the warm water envelop her.
“Actually,” he said as he let his foot brush against the curve of her hip, “I’ve never used the bath.”
Hermione let one eye open in surprise.
“I’m typically the cold shower type.”
Hermione closed her eye again. “There is no such thing as a cold shower type. I’d call that the self deprecating type,” she explained.
Severus chuckled. “You certainly call things as you see them.”
Hermione smiled and they both lay back in quiet, enjoying the warm water and silence for several long moments. Severus’ foot casually rubbed her hip and they both were content in one another’s presence.
“I may just fall asleep in here if we don’t talk about something,” possibly 20 minutes had passed easily but when Hermione spoke.
“Hmm?” Severus questioned, clearly feeling a similar level of relaxation.
Hermione sat up and forced herself towards him. Severus instinctively grabbed her hips to pull her onto his lap. “I was saying,” she continued, “that this bath is making me sleepy.”
Severus bit his lip before speaking. “Let me feel you one more time before we go to bed...please.”
Hermione’s response came in the form of a shockingly abrasive kiss. She pressed herself to him to make her intention clear. After several moments, Severus felt his growing cock and reached between their legs to slide it into her body. Hermione rocked her hips from side to side and front to back in order to slowly accommodate his girth into her waiting channel. As she rocked he patiently inserted himself until he was finally seated inside her. Hermione allowed her body a moment to enjoy the sensation of being filled by him and realized how much she enjoyed feeling her body stretch around him. Before long he was so deep and still inside of her that she was breathing heavy. Suddenly she was surprised by the sound of his voice against her ear. His tone was calm and quiet.
“Do you know,” he whispered, “how much trust a woman must have for a man to allow him so deep inside of her?”
Hermione swallowed as she tried to focus on his voice.
“Hermione,” he whispered again as he pressed slightly more into her, “do you know, how...intoxicating... it feels to be buried inside of you.”
She let her head fall forward onto his shoulder. The sound of his voice with the depth of his cock was threatening to send her over the edge. She took several deep breaths.
“Only you,” she muttered. “I need; please,” she breathed deeply as the words escaped her. “You, please, just you, I need..”
“Shh,” he breathed as he rocked his hips up. “I know what you need.”
Severus brushed her hair over her shoulder and, slowly as first, began pumping up into her. Never pulling too far back, he rocked back and forth as Hermione moaned in slow, tormented, bliss. As they moved rhythmically beneath the water, they both gave way to passionate grunts and moans until they were both lost in the midst of the most intense orgasms either had ever had. Hermione wailed as Severus’ pressed as firmly into her as he could possibly go; coating her channel with his come. As Hermione shuttered around him he gently bit her shoulder to keep from outright screaming.
Hermione was draped across his chest as their breathing began to regulate. Severus felt the thumping in his chest slow as her heart was pressed against his. He enjoyed the way her heart thumped during the lulls between his own heartbeat. Like the way a ball bounces back in forth during a tennis match, he felt their heartbeats ricochet back and forth. He remained buried inside her as the rhythmic breathing was made into one song.
“Have your feelings on baths changed?” Her voice was a sleepy and whispered question against his chest.
Severus chuckled and traced the curve of her spine with his hand before kissing her forehead. “I’m a convert.”
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