This story is purely from my imagination. J.K. Rowling owns all characters.
"Never mind how big it is, just shove it in!" the overexcited witch demanded.
Severus was at a loss for words. He'd never seen her like this before. Then again, he'd also never seen her drunk before.
He'd found her at The Three Broomsticks, trying (and succeeding) to drown her sorrows. When he confronted her about being out after curfew, she broke into tears. Something about Weasley breaking up with her. Needless to say, she was vulnerable and he took advantage of her. Though he planned on fucking her, he wasn't so selfish as to not warn her about his large size, which he'd just done before she'd thrown a fit. His attention returned to the witch below him.
Not wanting to lose his chance, he complied, shoving his large member deep inside her.
She cried out as his large penis penetrated her.
God, she was tight. It'd been years since he'd had trim this good.
"Shit," he muttered.
He quickly cast a contraceptive spell on her. She was too out of it to notice.
He placed one hand against the wall, providing support for his large frame. The witch below him sighed. His eyes dropped to her.
"What? What is it, Miss Granger?"
"Are you going to fuck me or not?"
His cock began to throb. If that's what she wanted, fine. He'd be damned if he was going to miss out on taking this tight little witch.
He slid his length in and out of her, reveling in her wetness. He looked down to find the witch biting her lip, her eyes closed in pleasure. He took in the sight of her full breasts, bouncing as he slid in and out of her. Fuck.
"Faster, Severus."
He quickened his pace just as the little wanton witch had asked. Her dominance was really turning him on.
"Does it feel good, witch?"
"God, yesss. Deeper!"
He slammed himself mercilessly into her, listening as she moaned and screamed out her pleasure. He felt her tighten around his cock as she came, obscenities flying from her pretty little mouth.
He couldn't help but wonder what else she could do with that mouth. He hesitantly pushed the thought from his mind. No. Tonight, sex was enough for the dark wizard.
He thrust into her twice more and had to stifle himself as he reached orgasm. He shot his seed into her, shuttering as he came.
When he finally finished, he pulled out of the witch and laid beside her. After a few minutes, he risked a glance at her. She was fast asleep.
He briefly considered obliviating her, then changed his mind. She wouldn't remember tomorrow anyway.
Right?
He hoped not.
