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Many Lessons to be Learned	By : Shay89 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 36507 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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(HG POV)
Severus was already making his way down the thin dimly lit hall. So she followed suit jumping as the door slammed on its own behind her. She peered into the few rooms they past as they went by wishing she had the time to explore further. After all the man leading her was completely brillant and known for his extensive collection of books. Regardless of how addled her brain was by the attraction to him she could always appreciate books. She'd always felt connected to them, enjoyed absorbing the knowledge they could give her.
They'd emerged to a more grand room after passing two closed doors, what appeared to be a bathroom and the library. This area was more open, spacious even and she soaked in her surroundings like a sponge. It had an area for dining, a couch in front of a roaring fire with a table in front of it. The flames were casting shadowed light across the room, but there was very little other light. So it was hard to see into farther corners and she gave up straining her eyes and followed the man to the sofa. Severus chose the wing backed chair right beside the couch and gestured for her to take a seat in spot beside him.
Once seated he eyed her coolly. It lasted long enough that Hermione began to feel uncomfortable looking back into his eyes. If his expression were perhaps readable she might have felt just a bit better about it.
"Would you care for a drink Miss Granger?" the question startled her into looking back at him. "It may help calm your nerves." She flushed having been hoping he wouldn't notice it and nodded.
With a simple wave of his hand a glass bottle and two glasses flew from a nearby cabinent. He poured them in a painstaking fashion and Hermione just watched as the amber liquid filled her glass half way. Severus started to speak again as he put the bottle down "it is scotch so it may not be -" he stopped as she downed all of it quickly and placed the glass back on the table "to your liking" he finished with a small smirk on his face. Without question he poured her another but covered the glass with his hand as she reached for it. "Go slower with this one. We have a lot to negotiate and it won't do to have you wasted and incoherent in the process Miss Granger."
"A lot to discuss?" she asked, her own voice sounded odd to her.
He leaned in and handed her the glass "yes, a lot." He sipped from his own glass and rose moving around the room picking something up. His motion made Hermione a little jumpy and she kept her eyes on him like a hawk. When he returned he had a thick tome in hand. Hermioned had no idea what this could be, perhaps it was something about what they had to negotiate, an old text on the subject. In a casual manner he placed his glass on the coffee table and opened the book to a held page letting the green ribbon that had been marking the place fall to the ground in a slow fluttering way. Hermione had been watching him but stopped her eyes trained on the ribbon until it floated gently to the ground.
Severus very unexpectedly dropped the book on the table right in front of her. The noise and motion startling her back into paying attention. She looked first to Severus whose face was unreadable then to the text. Vialentiae was the first word she read and in that instant she knew exactly which text this was. Subtly panicking she steeled herself, controlled her breathing and her gaze before looking back up to him.
"What is this exactly?" she asked, careful to keep her voice innocent, or as much as possible.
"Do not play dumb with me Miss Granger, it is unattractive at best and completely unbelieveable at worst" his words were snapped, biting even. "You know very well this is the spell you used that night to save my life." Severus sat back down resting back into chair, his posture immaculate even as he leaned back. "Since this book has been in my chambers at Hogwarts the entire time I know you didn't stumble upon the text at my home and just choose to risk it.
Hermione was doing her best to keep her eyes locked on his, keep her breathing even. "True, and yet I had access to the Black Family library for months. Do you not think you might be reading a little too much into this? That just maybe as I went through the books I discovered this spell and realizing what we had to face thought there was a chance it may become handy or necessary for the success of the war?" She was pretty pleased with her reply, it was entirely reasonable.
"Or perhaps the little golden girl, the Princess of Gryffindor took a little side trip into the dark arts" Severus offered back, his voice more the tone of seduction than worry or concern. "I am not judging you Hermione" her first name on his lips was an instant turn on that shot straight to her core. "However at some point we will have to discuss your little foray into the dark side and how far it took you." His hand grazed her calf up to her exposed knee "maybe after we've learned a little bit more about one another."
She had looked away as he hit the nail on the head. Busted. It was hard to believe he wasn't judging her honestly, after all she was judging her. But his last words brought her gaze back to his, and this time she could read the heat in them. At the very least this knowledge of her didn't seem to change his desire to engage in whatever this was about to become. Hastily she finished the whiskey and clung to the glass afterward.
"What did I tell you about pace Miss Granger?" his reverting back to the more formal address was suggestive of his displeasure. "Do that again and tonight will become a punishment and not for pleasure. Do you understand?" He'd taken the glass from her grasp and filled it that half way again. As he handed it back a small smirk danced on his lips in the firelight.
"So you're testing me?" she asked in a incredulous tone.
"This is more like a challenge, there are a few sensitive issues we have to discuss before we can proceed. How you handle them will tell me a lot about your character Miss Granger, and if you down whiskey each time you are the least bit flustered what would you imagine that says about you?" Hermione figured the question was rhetorical and since he didn't snap at her to reply she gathered she was right about that.
Severus moved forward so he was on nearly the edge of his seat, with his billowing robes removed she could see more of his form and in a weird way is ridiculously proper posture and the control he exhibited over his body were very appealing to her. Hermione could feel herself get a little wet again just watching him and prayed that it wouldn't be so obvious or stain his couch. The movements he made had brought them closer together, his clothed knees were now resting comfortably against her bare ones. Those fingers of his, a hint rough from years of potion making, rested on her skin; one drawing tiny circles on her knee each motion making her stomach do a half flip. It was beginning to make her feel foolish how easily this man could affect her. That a simple touch or gaze or even just position he was in could make her gush, speed up her breathing. How could she be that easy? She was supposed to be the brightest witch of her bleeding age.
Severus chuckled darkly as though he could read her thoughts. "Perhaps we should make these negotiations short and simple and leave those details for later. I can smell you already." He emphasized his words by trailing his fingers up the inside of her thigh. Instinctively she parted her legs for him and he chuckled at this in that seductive way and gently smacked the inside of both of her thighs. "So easy, so ready for me. The know it all Granger. Who'd have known how much of a wanton hussy you'd wind up being, spreading your legs for your big bad Potions Professor trying to urge him to touch you? Wonder what all your Professors and those friends who think they know you would think if they saw you now..." The words hung in the air, and they stung a bit, that hint of humiliation really settling in under her skin. As though to make it worse she arched her body into his hand as his thumb trailed the length of her uncovered and wet folds.
"So wet, and yet I've hardly touched you" his words were huskier than before. "No panties Miss Granger?" she knew it was a question but it seemed to obvious to answer.
"Hermione" she responded.
"Excuse me?" he responded back, his hand pulling back and traveling back down her thigh. His thumb had been tracing her folds in a teasing way and Hermione fought the urge to moan in protest as he removed it. Though she'd fought that same urge when he wouldn't touch her more forcefully.
"Hermione. If we're negotiating this or going to do this then call me Hermione" the words came out as her eyes met his and at his look she added a hasty "please."
This seemed to at least mildly placate him, "alright then Hermione, lets get this negotiation going shall we. The sooner it's over the sooner I can taste your soaking cunt." The words were so harsh, the idea so appealing. Hermione's breath got caught in her throat, an action Severus no doubt noticed. "I suppose we should start with what you're looking for Miss - Hermione" he just barely caught himself. Hermiones expression made it clear she didn't fully understand what he meant.
He sighed, sipping some of his whiskey. She followed suit, deciding now she'd sip when he did so there could be no mistaking her control and no chance of her being punished instead of what he'd just suggested to her. "Are you looking for play, simple exploration -"
It was here she cut him off "I'd like to see where it goes. I want both of those things yes play and exploration. But I also want more, if you're willing to give it."
Severus nodded " we can explore those possibilities further and once we decide officially a contract will be written out." He sipped, so she sipped. "Oh and Miss Granger if you interrupt me again you will not be coming tonight. No matter how much pleasure you experience, you will be kept from coming. You don't want to know that type of torment, at least not tonight." His words were final, his use of the formal name suggested he was simply trying to make something abundantly clear to her. As she nodded a bit turned on and frightened by the idea he continued. "How far have you gone before?"
"Do you mean am I a virgin?" Severus nodded. "By no means am I a virgin."
"Would have guessed that based on your penchant for public masturbation, but it is better to be clear. And your anal experience?" she flushed completely at this. If he'd seen her that night he'd watched her finger her own ass.
"Only what you would've seen or experienced around me" she stumbled over her words.
"Only fingers then?" Hermione nods. "Lovely" he said in a seductive tone. She questioned this with a look and he caught it responding "my cock will be the first to take that tight little ass of yours. Perhaps it will loosen you up a bit." More heat flushed her face, more from anger this time than embarrassment like before. But despite that anger she felt herself grow more wet at the thought.
"Spread your legs" Severus commanded. Hermione faltered and Severus snapped at her breaking this. "Spread them now slut." She complied willingly a little thankful that the skirt of her dress was still hiding her from his view.
"Now enough dawdling for the night" Severus started taking their glasses in his hand and moving them to ledge of fireplace and it felt like her heart skipped a beat in anticipation. "Just answer yes or no to the next few questions, do you understand Hermione?"
"Yes."
"You come here willing and prepared to submit, explore this side of your nature?" he asked, a flick of his wand sent the arm chairs and coffee table towards the walls behind them.
"Yes."
"Yes what Miss Granger?" he murmurred darkly while approaching her.
"Yes Sir" she offered as an attempt.
"Good girl" he pulled her wand from her hair and the curls fell down around her face. "You won't be needing your wand this evening Hermione." He rested both his and hers on the mantle. "Do you understand that at any point this evening you need only use a safeword, lets settle on the ginger haired twits name to end something you are uncomfortable with? If you have questions or simply need a pause, either hold your tongue or inform me. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir," she was a bit breathless.
With a simple motion of his hand her dress unbuttoned itself in one motion. The fabric slid over her shoulders and instinctively she went to bring her legs together. "Keep them spread Hermione" his voice was definitely huskier now as he stood a good distance from her surveying the scene. "Stand up" Hermione complied keeping her legs apart. "Let the dress fall Hermione, I've already had a finger in your ass, no need to get modest with me now." The girl complied shaking from anticipation as she did so. The couch moved the second her dress had fallen on it, backing up to the dining room table. "Move to the center of the rug" his commands still felt forceful, there was just a bit more kindness behind his words.
"From this moment on you will say nothing unless it moan, scream, cry or beg. Do you understand?" She replied in the affirmative, her thoughts were getting hazy though. He approached her after this circling behind her, his fingers finding the latch to her bra easily. Removing it he tossed it somewhere Hermione couldn't see. Other than this small touch he left her standing there and went back to observing her from a good distance. "Put your hands behind your head."
This command came from behind her and she complied, aware of how self concious it made her, aware that despite this her cunt was leaking even more than before. He came close enough behind her she could feel his heat but did not touch her, he walked in this distance around her till they were facing one another. "Always the eager little slut" his fingers moved and hovered just over her soaking lips and she tried to subtly arch into them. At this action he pulled his hand away slapping her face with mild force. "Do not move unless ordered cunt." It was forceful and she tried to hold back a moan, still not used to this bit of pain actually bringing her pleasure, even turning her on. "Turn around and bend over."
It was a command that she started to obey immediately and than while doing it realized how vulnerable and exposed this really made her. As she bent over she kept her hands above her head, not wishing to displease him in this. "Spread your ass Hermione" his voice was like sex itself as this command processed in her mind. Shaking lightly, nervous, she complied.
His hands grazed the skin of her upper thigh and cheeks, grazing the flesh with his nails earning a moan. "Tell me Hermione, how does it feel to be so exposed for your Professor?"
She moaned involuntairily before responding. The delay seemed tedious to Severus who with a deft hand landed a smack on her clit and labia. At this she jumped a little hands holding her ass cheeks apart moved. "Last warning Miss Granger, if you move you will be punished. I believe making you wait longer for your orgasm sounds fair. " Hermione groaned at the concept and quickly spread apart her cheeks for him once more. For good measure Severus tested her to see if she had learned landing three mild but startling blows onto her clit. Hermione moaned at the contact and naturally pushed herself back a little on his lingering hand. A motion that made Severus chuckle behind her.
She once again flushed with embarrassment, still not used to or fully accepting of her own bodily response to pain and humiliation. Severus knealt behind her, she could feel his breath on her skin. This heat moved to her anus as he ran his tongue over the tight hole before probing it. Hermione moaned at the sensation pushing towards the invading tongue. Severus chuckled as he pulled his tongue away and the girl groaned still in exposed position, but she wasn't disappointed for long. A finger replaced his tongue and with a muttered word by Severus the digit eased in more easily than she had anticipated it would.
When the man added a second finger Hermione moaned in an uncontrollable way. "Oh please" she murmurred.
"Oh please what Hermione?" he pistoned the two fingers in and out. "Be a good girl and ask then you will recieve."
"Another finger, please, Sir" she half moaned out.
Severus complied happliy, his tongue moved down to her clit and he applied gentle pressure to the swollen nub before really delving into her entrance and tasting her. Hermione heard the man behind her groan just from preforming this act and her confidence in that moment grew. He pulled back from her, his fingers still pistoning in and out of her tight hole and half growled at her. "You do not come without getting permission first. Understand slut?"
Hermione moaned and pushed back onto his fingers barely managing to say 'yes Sir' at all. Luckily she squeezed it out before he pushed a fourth finger into her ass. She groaned, feeling stretched, certainly more than she ever had been before. "Such a good slut" he praised her before his tongue laved at her inner thighs where her juices had been leaking. "You taste delightful Hermione, perhaps I'll keep going." His tongue was on her clit again before she really knew what was happening. He would alternate sucking and nibbling it with gently rolling his tongue over it. With his free hand he took a digit and entered it into her wet heat, the four fingers still vigorously invading her ass, making her moan. The combined sensations were overwhelming.
"Oh, Sir, I'm close, may I cum please?" she begged in advanced. "Absolutely not," his tone was final. "You will wait until I have as many fingers in your soaking cunt as I do your greedy ass. Do you understand slut?" She groaned out an affirmative response, uncertain if she could actually last that long.
But Severus had sensed this, he slowed the assault on her ass as he entered another finger into her cunt. A third one followed more quickly. It was then he picked up the pace. Hermione was involuntairily rocking her hips back onto his hands, she couldn't have resisted that if she tried. When Severus took back up his assault on her clit she nearly lost it. He was worrying the sensitive nub between his teeth adding that bright hint of pain to her pleasure.
He backed up his face, "Hermione I'm going to add the last finger, do not come until I command you to, do you understand?" His voice a low groan as he spoke. She managed at best a breathy 'yes Sir' trying to remain hopeful she could behave this command. As that fourth finger pushed its way into her heat Severus timed the invasion of both her holes so that they were opposing one another. He also curled the fingers inside her cunt hitting that hot button spot he'd discovered the night before. She knew she was begging in an incoherent way but she couldn't have cared less. Hermione was just waiting for his command, for her release.
It was just at the point she was certain she could last no longer, and that she was willing to take whatever punishment as long as she could achieve release that Severus commanded her. "Cum for me" he said in a heated husky whisper. "Cum for me Hermione." She shattered around him, unsure of how loud she was or if she moved, just certain that it was the most intense orgasm she had experienced in her life and she would do anything to feel it again.
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