Chapter 10
Corsets of every color occupied half the closet. Some were adorned in leather, others in lace.
Farther to the right, skirts hung from their hangers. At the far end of the armoire hung several pairs of black stockings and a few pairs of fishnet leggings.
She opened a drawer to find a vibrator, a box of condoms, and what appeared to be a cock ring. She slammed the drawer shut.
"What would he want me to wear?" she mused to herself.
She was drawn to what resembled a Catholic school girl uniform. She picked it up, observing its skirt. She assumed that it would do nothing to cover her ass.
Finally, she got on her knees and began looking through the many different pairs of shoes that had been presented for her. She settled on a pair of 6-inch black stilettos.
After carefully closing the armoire, she returned to the bed to observe her choice of outfit. They were ridiculously explicit, something that would only be found in a sex shop found in the Muggle world. She wondered where whoever bought them went shopping. She giggled.
When she could postpone it no longer, she began undressing herself.
She carefully slipped into her stilettos. She pulled her skirt up over her hips. She was right in assuming that it wouldn't cover her ass. Finally, she put the corset on. It had the same effect as a push-up bra, generously showing off her cleavage.
She walked across the room to the vanity. She stood in front of its mirror, taking in her appearance.
She actually felt...sexy.
It was then that she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Severus entered the room.
Hermione Granger sat on the edge of the bed, dressed in the sexiest lingerie he'd ever seen in his life. At first glance, he had mistaken her for a woman from one of the many pornographic videos he'd watched as a sex-driven teenager.
He felt himself harden at the sight of her.
She crossed, uncrossed, and then finally spread her legs for him.
He approached the bed, gently taking a seat next to her.
"Is this to your liking, Severus?" she asked, reluctantly.
He met her eyes.
"Of course. You're stunning, Hermione."
She blushed, and looked away from him.
"May I kiss you?"
"Yes," she breathed.
He lightly pressed his lips to hers. She kissed him back, forcing herself to trust him. He lightly ran his tongue across her lower lip and gently put it inside her mouth. She returned his kiss, allowing her tongue to tangle with his. She slipped her fingers into his long black hair, knotting them in it, pulling him closer. She heard him softly moan and felt herself grow more aroused.
He removed his mouth from hers. His eyes travelled down her body. God, she was flawless. He couldn't wait to touch her.
"Do what you want with me Severus," she breathed.
Oh, he intended to.