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Chapter Eight: Test

I close my eyes

And see you before me

Think I would die

If you were to ignore me

A fool could see

Just how much I adore you

I get down on my knees

I'd do anything for you

A week. An entire, gods damned week since the night he had kissed her and nothing. Not a single kiss, touch or conversation about what had happened between them. It was frustrating, no, it was more than that, it was bloody confusing is what it was! If she hadn�t woken up with her lips still swollen with the taste of him still lingering on her tongue she might have chalked it all up to a dream�or a hallucination.

She was sitting on the floor in the lounge, re-organizing and updating his potion recipe cards while he sat in a chair reading through the latest journals. He acted as though nothing had ever happened between them, as if she hadn�t revealed her deepest, darkest secret to him. As if she hadn�t confessed that he was the man she desired. As if he hadn�t kissed her like she had never been kissed before. What in the hell was going on?

She saw him frown, his brow furrowing above the rims of his reading glasses as he flexed his left hand repeatedly.

�Are you in pain?� She asked. The nerve damage to his left side still lingered, there was a possibility that it always would. He often got twinges, tingling, weakness or sometimes full out pain when he overworked it.

�It�s not unbearable,� he said shortly. She sat her task aside and walked on her knees across the floor, coming to rest in front of him. She reached for his hand and carefully began to massage it. She could feel the muscles twitching, stiffening and pulsing beneath her fingers. She knew that it had to hurt more than he let on but she said nothing as she stroked, seeking to alleviate his discomfort.

�Would you like me to get you something for it?� She asked. Severus laid his book on his lap, his eyes locked on her as she ministered to him.

�No, I don�t need anything,� he said. �You�ve lasted longer than I thought you would.�

�What do you mean?� She asked, her stomach tightening.

�You haven�t mentioned Friday a single time since it happened,� he said, watching her facial expressions. She looked shocked and relieved that he had brought it up.

�I assumed that you forgot, or wanted to forget so I left it alone,� she answered.

�No, Hermione, I didn�t forget, nor do I want to forget,� he said softly. �I still don�t think you know what you are asking for with me. I don�t believe you can handle what I would want from you, despite your arguments to the contrary.�

�We will never know unless you give me a chance,� she whispered. He reached out with his right hand and grasped her chin, tilting her head back so he could look at her.

�Are you willing to obey me, Hermione? Are you willing to do anything I ask of you, no matter what it is?� He watched her face closely, noting the heaviness of her eyes and the way her lips parted on a breath.

�Yes,� she answered without hesitation, her voice raspy with mounting arousal.

�You are willing to submit your body to me, any way that I ask of you?� His voice was thick as his own arousal began to grow, his body eager and rabid after such a long period of celibacy.

�Yes,� she whimpered, her eyelids fluttering.

�Prove it,� he said, his lips twitching when he saw her eyes snap open wide. She swallowed hard and stopped massaging his hand; instead she curled her fingertips into his palm.

�H-how? What do you want me to do?� She stammered hoarsely.

�What are you wearing beneath your skirt?� He watched the flush stain her cheeks and felt his cock pulse behind his fly.

�I have on�underwear,� she managed, her tongue tied up inside her mouth for a moment as arousal and embarrassment warred within her. It was his voice, that low, husky purr that rolled over her skin like a caress. It made speaking difficult, especially when her fantasies were flaring to life in vivid reality.

�I want you to remove them,� he stroked the little dimple in her chin with his index finger, watching for signs of resistance, for signs that her modesty would interfere. He was stunned when no indication of disobedience revealed itself and she stood up slowly, reaching beneath the ankle length skirt and sliding her simple pink cotton underpants down and off.

�Alright, now what?� She asked.

�Fold them and lay them on the table,� he watched her comply, folding the little knickers into a neat square and then laying them on the side table. He nearly burst when she stood before him, her eyes down and her hands locked at the small of her back. �Who taught you not to look at me? Who taught you to respond to me the way you do and why? I have never done anything to give you any indication of what sort of man I am sexually. What made you so certain that I was dominant?�

�No one taught me anything,� she answered quietly. �I began to suspect things about myself�about my sexual nature and I did what I always do�I researched it.�

�And your reasons for suspecting that I would compliment your nature?� He asked.

�I don�t know�I think I always knew, subconsciously. Maybe I didn�t associate it with sex then�but I always knew that you weren�t a man to disobey and something in me made it really difficult to do.� She swallowed hard, very aware of the fact that she was naked beneath her skirt. �I didn�t think of you in a sexual way until I was an adult�even before I realized my nature you were always dominant, fierce and in control in my fantasies. I felt drawn to you�I was relieved to a degree when I discovered why.�

�So you are saying that your responses to me, your reactions, are instinctive, natural?� He was pleased and more than a little aroused by the thought of a woman naturally inclined towards submission instead of simply playing the game. He wasn�t a fool, nor was he blind to the truth of it. Outside of their home, outside of their relationship she would be just as she always was. She would always be argumentative, demanding and very vocal about her feelings. He didn�t want that to change. He didn�t want some mindless sex toy who obeyed his every command. He wanted a woman with a mind of her own, a woman who would fight him, fuel his passions outside of the bedroom as well as in, a woman who would respond to his touch, to his care without losing who she was in the process.

�Yes. Anything that I learn from here on out will be because you have taught me�you are the first person to recognize this part of me�I never imagined that I had this in me,� she said quietly.

�You shouldn�t be so surprised, Hermione. I am not,� he drawled, crossing his legs and letting his hands rest on his abdomen. �People who are often in control of their daily lives, people who have high demands placed on them personally and professionally, who often have to be the one others look to for guidance and direction, frequently have a submissive sexual nature.�

�And you? Why do you think you are the way you are?� She asked.

�That should be obvious,� he said. �As a child I lived beneath my father�s fists, then for most of my adult life beneath the thumbs of two masters, one crueler than the other but both equally demanding. I sought control where I could, in my classroom, in the way I disciplined myself, in my bedroom.�

�Have there been a lot of witches?� She asked, swallowing hard.

�No, there have not. I have yet to find the right witch for me, again, that should be obvious,� he said. �I am answering this only because you have the right to know if I am to become intimate with you. I am perfectly healthy, you need not worry about that, nor do I have any commitments at present.�

�I-I�m healthy as well�no commitments�are we going to be intimate?� She stammered.

�Time will tell,� he said, tilting his head to the side and watching her. He saw her brow furrow and knew that she was confused. She expected him to jump on her, for him to immediately instigate a sexual relationship with her. She had so much to learn. �You expect me to have sex with you?�

�I-I�I don�t�I don�t know what I expect�this is new to me,� she said hoarsely.

�The first thing you need to learn is to let go of any and all expectations. Whatever is going to unfold between us will do so naturally. You have to trust me know what is right and when,� he said.

�Yes�what do you want me to call you?�

Severus smirked; her expectations reared its ugly head again. He knew that she was expecting him to insist on being called sir or master. �Severus is fine,� he said, watching her confusion manifest further.

�But��

�Don�t argue with me, Hermione, my head aches,� he lied.

�Should I get you something?�

�No, but I wish to rest my eyes and I am not finished with my book,� he said softly. �I want you to sit in the chair across from me and read to me.�

�Read to you?� She struggled not to lift her eyes and try to see if he was serious.

�Yes. Only I want you to put your feet on the ottoman, pull your skirt up to the tops of your thighs and open your legs while you do.� He said, enjoying the shocked expression on her face.

�You�ll see my��

�So? Do you have a problem with me looking at you?�

�No, Severus, I don�t have a problem with it,� she answered, holding her hand out for the book.

She turned and slowly made her way to the chair, not quite believing what he had asked her to do. She was shocked by the naughtiness of the request. She would sit there, legs splayed and genitals exposed, reading to him while he stared at her�between her legs. It was embarrassing yet arousing at the same time. And the truth was, she wanted him to look, she wanted to see arousal on his face, hear it in his voice.

She sat down and toed off her sandals then swung her legs up onto the ottoman. She looked up to find him watching her and instantly her body felt as if it were on fire. She braced her feet on the padded stool and began tugging the hem of her skirt up and over her legs, baring herself to the man across from her. She bunched the skirt at her waist and took a deep breath before she let her knees fall to the side and opened herself to him. She heard the catch in his breath and felt her embarrassment ease and her arousal rise. She picked up the book, opened it to the marked page and began to read.

As she read Severus watched her. He watched the way her plump, red lips moved with every word, the way her eyes scanned back and forth over the page. His cock jerked every time she would lick her thumb before turning the page in anticipation of feeling it swipe across his tip. Her breathing was a bit ragged, her voice quavering just a little as she read despite the onslaught of emotions wracking her body. His eyes journeyed further south, focusing on that place between her thighs where she pulsed and ached just for him.

As she sat there, her legs open and her secrets revealed he watched the petals of her sex slowly open like a flower unfurling its leaves for the sun. He could see the shimmer of the slippery dew coating the pink flesh, the straining bud of her clit and the quivering, clasping slit of her opening. He saw every detail, committed it to memory while she read to him. Surely this...this revelation of his dark, unpleasant nature would be enough to prove his point, it would be enough to make her see that she was mistaken in what she thought that she wanted from him.

For him it was sweet torture. This beautiful young woman sat before him, willingly exposing herself, making her self vulnerable to him because she wanted to please him, because she saw something inside him that made her want to be close to him, intimate with him. She submitted herself to this humiliation because he willed it. He nearly came in his trousers at the thought of it.

He let her sit that way for the better part of an hour, never responding to the words she read, just reclining in his chair, watching her, admiring her, testing her. Her thighs had to be aching and he could see that she was ready for release. He imagined that it would take no more than a gently nudge of his finger, or the tip of his tongue against her clit and she would go off like a Weasley Bottle Rocket. She had handled herself, and the first test of her will admirably.

"Enough," he said, moving forward to the edge of his chair and reaching across the divide to take back his book. "You did well, Hermione."

"You seem so surprised," she said, still sitting with her legs splayed in front of him, well aware of his proximity.

"I am. This is no game for me, Hermione. This is just a little bit of what I will ask of you," he whispered.

"I'll give you anything," she said softly. "Tell me what you want of me and it's yours."

"I want you to put your skirt to rights. Then I want you to go take a shower and go to bed," he said, sitting back and watching her straighten her clothing. She stood and reached for her knickers but he stayed her hand. "Leave those."

"Alright..." she said, brow furrowed. "Are you going to-?"

"No, I won�t be joining you in your bed, Hermione," he said, re-opening the book to where she had left off. "I am going to finish my book, let the dog out, and then I will retire to my own bed, alone."

She nodded tightly and turned to leave, only to stop when he spoke again, "Hermione, you may not touch yourself to find relief. You will come only when I say you can and only at my hand. Do you understand?"

"Yes, goodnight, Severus," she said softly as she left him alone and went to her rooms confused and frustrated.

I Touch Myself by The Divinyls

I love myself

I want you to love me

When I'm feelin' down

I want you above me

I search myself

I want you to find me

I forget myself

I want you to remind me

Chorus:

I don't want anybody else

When I think about you

I touch myself

I don't want anybody else

Oh no, oh no, oh no

You're the one who makes me happy honey

You're the sun who makes me shine

When you're around I'm always laughing

I want to make you mine

I close my eyes

And see you before me

Think I would die

If you were to ignore me

A fool could see

Just how much I adore you

I get down on my knees

I'd do anything for you

Chorus

I love myself

I want you to love me

When I'm feelin' down

I want you above me

I search myself

I want you to find me

I forget myself

I want you to remind me

Chorus

I want you

I don't want anybody else

And when I think about you

I touch myself

Ooh, oooh, oooooh, aaaaaah

Chorus

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Hey there! You guys are amazing, you know that?

SCARLETQUILL - No need to crack the whip(unless its Sev wielding it) LOL, story is done =) Currently working on something else. But the chapters will come regularly, as always.

MARITERI - Is there anything more powerful than a simple kiss? I love kissing, nothing compares to a really good kiss.

NARCISSAS SISTER � A threesome is on the list =)

HARRY GINNY 4 Eva � I love dogs, so far shes a wonderful addition to our family.

SMURPHY � I find I am at my most eloquent when I am highly stressed LOL

BILLS BEDROOM � As I am typing this Im watching True Blood and your name makes me think of Bill Compton LOL�.BUT no Snape in leather in this one, but I have added it to the scenario list for the companion piece. =)

SOPHIEBELLE � I have Hermione as a bit of an emotional trainwreck in this, she cant seem to quite get a grip once she opens the floodgates.

SEVIBABY � The BDSM in this is rather light, though Im researching the lifestyle for a Lumione I have planned. I cant do teacher student scenarios, she HAS to be an adult, I cant write her as a student, it makes me sick to my stomach�.even if its just fantasy play.

LADY OF CLUNN � nope, only got it once! LJ and I didn�t get along too well LOL it kept changing my login password and I kept forgetting it�.LOL

KITTYCAT30 � I never go on a date without plenty of money, and I always meet him for a first date�I have a whole list of rules now that Im back in the dating game. Oh and he�ll be growling plenty =)

TARA - not a bad end to the night at all =)

JADE � smiles smiles smiles !!!!

AUNDREE�A � Nigel is based on someone I met recently�not sure when divorced became = with desperate, but he learned otherwise.

MEANKITTY69 � he couldn�t NOT keep the puppy LOL

X_CRYSTAL_DRAGON_X � I wont make you wait too long, promise!

DOGDAYSDUST � Im sorry�..I promise itll be worth it.

VORACIOUS READER � worst line in the book.

CATYSMOM � I will!

AMYTHESTIQUE � Im glad to ease your depression =)

GINNYLOVESHARRY � I see Snape as being very tender with women, not sure why�maybe something to do with witnessing his mother as a battered woman.

CHERYL123SING � Sev is always my first love LOL�so Ill play with the others but always return to him. =)

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