Burning part 2

Hermione/Severus

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Chapter 2

Hermione was walking down the hall after just leaving Professor Snape's classroom, when she ran into Headmistress McGonagall. She smiled up at the woman.

"Hermione, I'm glad I found you. Harry and Ron came running into my office saying something about you being pinned up against the wall by Professor Snape. That he couldn't let you go."

Hermione tried her best not to blush with what she was about to say, "Yes, Ma'am, that's correct."

"Well, what happened, Miss Granger?" questioned McGonagall.

"You see I was making a love potion when Professor Snape came up behind me and scared me. This caused me to drop some extra Material in the potion, which made it blow up. It got all over the two of us and caused some unexpected results in regards to the Professor's ability to release me." She could feel her cheeks heating up, and taking in a small breath she composed herself enough to continue with the story she had come up with for an alternative solution to what had really happened.

"The potion for some reason became a sticking one. Professor Snape and I worked together and found a way to undo it." She finished telling McGonagall, breathlessly.

"That's good, dear, I was so worried. I'm glad you are ok. Well, now that everything fine I really need to go talk to Professor Flickwick. It turns out one of his students glued him to a wall. Funny how two gluing incidents occurred with two of the Professors today," she said distractedly. "Oh well, a Headmistress's job is never done." Smiling at Hermione she turned and hurriedly walked back towards the way she came.

The need to walk was burning inside Hermione. She didn't move, however, until she saw McGonagall turn the corner at the end of the hall. She paced up and down the hall two or three times, gathering up her resolve, before turning and heading back to the classroom. When she was in front of the door she took a deep breath. Turning the knob and opening the door, she walked in the room with all the courage she had mustered.

She looked towards Professor Snape, who was sitting at his desk writing down grades she was sure were all Ds. He did not look up at her as she closed the door, leaning against it for support, locking it with a little 'click'.

Finally, Professor Snape looked up at her. "I told you to leave. Why are you in my line of sight once more?" he asked with a sneer in his voice.

When she did not answer immediately, he got up out of his chair and stood in front of his desk, waiting, just like in her dream. Hermione took another deep breath and pushed herself off of the door.

"Yes, Sir, you did tell me to leave. But after thinking about it, I realized that I really need you to touch me."

She moved her hands up and slowly ran them down her arm and across her breasts to where her buttons were. One by one she unbuttoned them, opening the shirt and letting it fall to the floor. She brought her hands back up and rubbed them slowly over her belly and then moving them higher. Staring straight at Professor Snape, she moved her fingers behind her bra and covered her breasts. She bit her lip to keep from moaning out loud. Slowly inching her fingers up to where her bra strap was, she lowered one side and then the other. Putting one arm around her breast to keep from showing him, teasingly, she unhooked the bra and let in fall on top of her shirt.

Cupping both of her breasts in her palms, she finally spoke again. "Professor when you were massaging my breasts, it put me in a world I have never been before. I want to feel that again, Professor."

She watched as Snape tried to move away from the desk, but he couldn't go anywhere, the spell wouldn't let him.

Hermione let go of her breasts, and moved her hands to waist of her skirt. She pulled the zipper, the skirt slid down her legs and dropped at her feet. She stepped forward, leaving the skirt in a puddle on the floor along with her other clothes. Hermione walked closer to him she took one of her fingers down to her slit, pushed her panties over and slipped it inside of her. Gathering some of her juice she brought it up and stuck it in her mouth and sucked.

Where in the hell did that come from? She thought to herself, while taking the finger out of her mouth and rubbing it across her lips slowly.

"Professor, I'm already so wet for you," she whispered.

She only had one more piece of item on her body and she was about to get rid of it. Putting her thumbs on each side of her panties, she pulled them down. Turning around, so Snape could get a good view of her backside, she bent over and pulled them the rest of the way off. She threw them at him as she turned back around.

Snape caught them and brought them up to his nose. Inhaling, his eyes dilated and his lips parted, and after a minute he put them in his pocket for safe keeping.

"Professor, I want you so bad that my brain couldn't connect to my mouth to tell you what I want."

She moved her hands down her body to the middle where her pubis covered slit was.

"I want you to touch me here, it burns just for you" she told him, and then parted her nether lips to give him a good view of what she wanted him to touch.

She didn't realize how close she was until he grabbed her and pulled her to him. Wrapping his hand in her hair he pulled her head back, forcing her to look at him.

"You are mine, Miss Granger," he hissed at her before claiming her mouth.

All that could be heard was both of them moaning.

Snape ended the kiss and backed away, keeping his hands on her shoulders as she swayed to steady her. Hermione opened her eyes and stared at him with questions in her eyes. He angled her with her back towards the desk and walked them the rest of the way until her bottom hit the desk. He picked her up and put her right on the edge, standing between her legs as he ran his hands through her hair and leaned in to kiss her again.

Moving his mouth down her neck, he sucked gently every once in a while leaving behind beautiful red marks to let everyone know that she was taken. He pulled back and looked over Hermione, thinking that she was beautiful. Reaching out he ran his hand up her arm, across her chest and then flicked her nipples into full peaks. She was writhing in passion when he was finished playing with her breasts, and she wanted him so very badly. When enough time had passed he moved on to running his hands over her belly, down across her navel but passing the one spot she was dying inside for him to touch. Everywhere he was touching was causing sweet goose bumps to break out all over her skin. He worked his way down her legs slowly, his finger sliding over her calf going to the middle of her knee. He raised her leg, and bent it to place it on his shoulder. His hands came back up and then went to the other side doing the exact same thing he did to the other one. With both legs on his shoulders he pulled her hips down and brought her bottom to very edge of the desk.

Snape lowered himself down onto his knees, putting himself face to face with a part of her that no one had ever seen before. She wasn't a virgin; she'd had sex once before, last summer. It had been with Ron, and while it hadn't been bad it just hadn't felt right with him. So soon after she made up an excuse and broke up with him. Bringing her back to reality, Professor Snape took a finger and glided it over her hair covered slit. Moving in closer she heard him take a deep breath.

"Miss Granger, you smell divine," he told her his voice, husky with need.

She felt him part her nether lips and held her breath, she cried out when his warm mouth closed around her sensitive clit. His tongue darted out and found a home in her honey pot, lapping up the sweet nectar.

In a muffled voice, he said, "You taste so damn good."

She was on the edge and all it took was his tongue hitting just the right spot to push her over. He never let a drop of her nectar get past him, cleaning her cream up like a dog would clean his bowl. She was still reeling from her first orgasm when a second one slammed through her.

She grabbed on to him so tight during her second orgasm that it was making it hard for him to breath. When it had passed and she let him go and he came up for some much needed air. She watched him lick his lips and lower back down for a minute, recuperating. He licked his way back to her center and was playing with her clit, causing her to moan in passion. Moving his head back he inserted a finger in her channel and bent it just a little to hit that sweet spot to push her once more into ecstasy. When he put in another finger to stretch her, she tried to push him away. When he continued anyway and started pumping his fingers into her, she pulled him closer.

Snape was getting mixed signals about what it was she wanted, but decided that her body just didn't know what it was, so he did what he wanted. She was so close he could feel her tighten around him, making it impossible to move his fingers anymore. He brought his fingers up for her to see the moisture upon them, before licking them clean. Hermione's eyes darkened in her want for him, and she wanted him now. Snape laid her back on the desk, thinking she looked so beautiful, and finished licking her juices from his fingers.

He hovered over her and whisper into her ear, "Miss Granger, no, Hermione, I believe we should move the rest of this to my quarters."

With lust filled eyes Hermione looked up at him and nodded her head, but then quickly the lust left her eyes as a thought occurred to her and she asked, "Wait, don't you have more classes today?"

Pulling her off of his desk he told her, "No, I sent Headmistress McGonagall a patronums tell her to cancel the rest of my classes, saying that I wasn't feeling well. That I needed to take my medicine; which is you, Hermione."

Hermione's mouth broke into a big smile for him, showing her pleasure that he needed the "medicine" only she could give him. He walked her into his office where there was a picture on the left side and when he tilted it a fourth of a way a hidden wall appeared. Holding her hand he walked her, bare-assed naked, to his room.

She didn't get to see much of his quarters, as she was being pulled passed the living room, kitchen, and everything else that was there. He stopped them right in front of a black door. Opening the door he walked in first and then pulled her in behind him.

Hermione stood in the middle of the room and looked around. In front of her was a four poster bed with a burgundy and brown comforter set. On both sides of the bed were end tables with a lamp on each, their color a deep dark mahogany. Behind her was a matching dresser with nothing on top. On each side of her was a door. She guessed that the right side door was a closet and the other one she was not sure. Hermione was admiring the room, and was about to tell him it looked nice when her words stopped in her mouth.

Severus had stripped out of his clothes and was standing there in the nude. Hermione could feel her cheeks heat up. It was the first time she had ever seen a man completely naked. Hermione thought he was not bad looking, although he was pale all over so that it looked like the sun had never touched him. His body was toned, and his member was an adventure she couldn't wait to begin.

Moving closer to her, he placed his hands on the small of her back and lowered her onto his bed. Hovering over her like a predator waiting to catch his prey, Snape looked her in the eyes before capturing her lips. Snape then covered her body with small butterfly kisses and when he was done he started all over again. Her body was on fire and she could feel his member right there at the moist entrance. She was burning to have that fullness feeling, so she brought her hips up to touch the ball of nerves to his member, making her moan out loud, "Professor, Please," she begged once again. She needed him so bad; with wanting in her eyes she gasped his name one more time, "Severus."

He looked down at her and covered her body completely with his. He reached down and placed his member right at her center. She was very wet so it was very easy to slide up into her. She was tight; he readjusted his hip to push all the way in. She moaned out his name, "Severus…", because the fullness was wonderful, he was so big. They soon found a good rhythm and it wasn't too long before Hermione was pushed into another orgasm. She held on to him tightly while she passed through it. When she was done, Severus flipped them over to where Hermione was on top of him, "I have never been on top before," she whispered to him while trying to cover her self up. She felt very exposed up there.

Pulling her down to kiss her, Snape pushed up his lower half a few times pumping into her. Soon she was comfortable with it and she pulled back and sat up and began to bounce on his thick hot rod. She was making so much noise she was sure the whole school could hear her. Kissing her once more, Severus flipped them back over so that he was back on top of her. He pushed himself in as deep as he could go and then pulled out all but the tip, pushing back in again hard. It was the most amazing torture she had ever enjoyed. She was so close but she needed something, and while what he was doing was great, every time she would be right there on the edge, and then he would stop and wait a few seconds until it would pass. She was panting and tears threatened to fall.

"Severus," she whined. Pulling both of her legs up Severus pumped into her slowly at first and then began to go faster. The angle was perfect and pushed both of them to a blazing end. Tangled in each other's arms they soon fell asleep. Two hours later they woke and got into a shower.

Hermione was dressed and was about to leave when Professor Snape spoke, "Miss Granger, we still need to find out what happened with your potion. So starting tonight at 8pm I want you back here, every night. Miss Granger, that will also mean that we will be testing it too, so be ready." He told her with a smirk as he excited his bedroom, reentering his classroom.

Hermione couldn't help thinking about all the wonderful fantasies she was going to be able to try, and a small, satisfied, grin plastered itself to her face.

The End

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