The Speed of Thought | By : yeiko87 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 52534 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
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Snape peered into the brilliant witch’s mind delicately, not wanting to alert her to his attention. He was immediately assaulted by a slew of lewd images and sounds, all of the scenes starring Hermione and a faceless figure, with and without other participants. The figure was tall, leanly muscular, and towered above the feminine body of the witch—standing a good head taller than her. At his desk, the potions master was about to make a hasty retreat from her mind, when he saw something that made him hesitate.
The scene at the absolute forefront of her mind showed a vulnerable Granger on all-fours before the dark figure. He was sitting on a stool, his long dark robes flared out behind him, with her bent over one of his knees. She was wearing her uniform, but her skirt had been flipped up, and her cotton panties completely soaked through. Her upper body was trapped beneath the figure’s other knee, her arms bound tightly behind her back. He held her hips firmly in place against his thigh with one arm as he used the other hand to spank her roughly.
He spanked her about a dozen times, then paused to wave his hand in the air in a downward gesture. At the motion, her underwear pulled itself down over her butt, all of the way down her legs and onto the floor. The figure spanked her several more times before slowly, slooooowly slipping one of his long fingers partially into her heat, pulling it back out, just barely pressing it in again, and so on, as she softly whimpered and gasped out sharply, struggling, trying to shift her hips back towards the hand.. He continued his torment for several more minutes, giving a surprise SMACK every now and then to one of her reddened cheeks, before slowly sliding the finger deeply inside of her. Upon hearing her deep moan, he made a soft pleased rumble, before pulling the finger back out and *slamming* it back in, repeating the movement again and again, moving fast and hard, in and out, his pace relentless. She keened and cried out and struggled, the sounds approaching a growing frenzy as he moved.
Snapes mouth went dry as he observed the images, feeling much like a perverse psychic voyeur, but not wanting to pull himself away just yet.. He continued watching the scene…
As her excitement grew, her cries began to take on a tone of desperation. The figure paused only to slip another long finger inside of her slowly, before keeping his previous pace, pummeling her now with two fingers.
“Oh, oh god, please,” he heard the image of Hermione gasp to the figure, “Please! Please, may I?”
The figure remained silent for a moment, before prompting, “please, what, Miss Granger?” He punctuated his response by pausing to slowly add yet another finger---a third---and pummeling her pussy even harder. She opened her mouth in a silent scream, and her eyes rolled back into her head for a moment. After mere seconds she gasped out again, increasingly desperate, “PLEASE, please *SIR!* PROFESSOR, please!!”
At his desk, Snape’s heart skipped a beat. A fantasy about a professor?? But who? As he watched the image, the face of Hermione’s companion began to slowly swim into focus, details of his clothing beginning to show more definition.
Apparently she’d addressed the figure properly this time, and he responded with a more pleased voice, “Ah, ‘Please, Sir,’ what?”
“PLEASE SIR MAY I CUM??”
“No,” he said with finality, voice hard and uncompromising. He fucked her with his hand even harder..
Her cries reached a wholly new level of desperation as she writhed, whimpering, shouting, crying out…her small hands clenched and unclenched behind her back as she fought back the orgasm
“S-sev…SEVERUS, PLEASE!!!Ohgod please!”
The figure’s face suddenly snapped into focus, along with his black robes and the detailed lines of his fingers, covered in her arousal.
At his desk, Snape felt his pants get about 5 sizes too small as his cock sprang to life. He hissed in a small breath very quietly and dug his nails into the palms of his hands.
“CUM FOR ME!” the image of Snape growled to her, releasing her hips and pulling her hair back towards him, forcing her head back, with the newly freed hand. Hermione’s body arched into a tight bow and froze, momentarily paralyzed as his other hand continued to ram into her. She let out a rasping wail as her orgasm hit her, her body writhing uncontrollably as she came all over the professor’s hand and pant leg, covering it in her fluids. The image of Snape continued moving his hand as she came, slowing to a stop only when she was done. He then made heated eye contact with her, his black eyes locked onto her fiery brown, before slowly lifting his hand, and taking one of the glistening fingers into his mouth------
Snape abruptly pulled himself out of her mind and back into reality at his desk, his erection throbbing painfully between his legs and pitching a large tent in his pants. He immediately forced his subtly shallow, shaky breathing back to a slow, regular, calm pace and kept his hands up on his desk, face blank, staring at the open rolls of parchment set out before him. More than anything, he wanted to reach down and grip the furiously throbbing ache below his desk, but forced himself to refrain. He looked up to meet Hermione Granger’s startled gaze. She had completely stopped writing, her quill frozen mid-scratch, and she had a hint of suppressed panic, guilt, and a question behind her eyes. Holy. Shit…did he just….did he just see that???
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