I am cringing as I am writing this! It seems awfully cheesy but it is
great fun!! Man, I cannot write sex scenes- anyone wishing to volunteer to
re-write this chapter or add to it please contact me!! ASAP!!
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Chapter 12 – Last man standing
She should have known it would come down to this, she thought nervously as she looked around her at the room of half-naked sleeping people and the half-naked very-much-awake man opposite her. How did she keep managing to land her self in these situations? Here she was locked in a room in a tower in the middle of the night wearing nothing but her underwear, while the man of her dreams, her POTIONS PROFESSOR no less, sat not 3 feet away also in his underwear. What on earth was happening?!
She started to reach across the table for the dice but was stopped by a quiet cough from Professor Snape. She looked across at him and up into his eyes, and felt herself shivering under his gaze.
"Miss Granger," he started stiffly "I just wanted to apologize for my behavior earlier when I believed that you had locked us in here. I had no wish to cause you any embarrassment."
Hermione looked down at the table and to her amazement found herself starting to laugh.
"I think that the situation we are in now is quite a bit more embarrassing than my silly dream, and please call me Hermione, I hardly think Miss. Granger is appropriate at this time" She said between peals of laughter. To her surprise he started laughing too, a quiet, easy laugh that seemed to wash over her body making it tingle and raising goose-bumps.
"Yes, I dare say that is correct." He said, still laughing, "Although I must admit that the experience is not entirely unpleasant."
She looked up at him quickly, struggling to calm her laughter and saw him smiling at her, one eyebrow raised questioningly. He picked up the dice and placed them in her outstretched hand.
"I believe that it is your move"
She rolled the dice and landed on a yellow mystery square. Picking up the top card she started reading then stopped, stood up and passed the card to Professor Snape before moving round to his side of the table and sitting nervously next to him.
"It seems as if I have made my move."
He looked down at her confused then read the card aloud.
The game is drawing to an end; No more clothing you will miss; Prior differences soon to mend; Give another player a kiss
Standing quickly, Snape grasped Hermione's hands and pulled her to her feet also. They stood inches apart in the dimly lit room and Hermione looked up into his dark eyes to see desire burning in them again. She raised her hand and gently moved his dark hair back off his face before standing on her tiptoes and leaning in to kiss him softly on the lips. She felt his hand brush the soft skin of her waist as she lifted her other hand to his neck and deepened the kiss. Stepping forward slightly she moved her hand down from his neck and across to the smooth soft skin of his back, she shivered as he bought his hands around her waist and pulled her against him. His lips felt cool against hers and she parted her lips slightly to allow him entry to her mouth. He tasted faintly of butterbeer, she thought to herself as she moved her tongue gently and ran it lightly over his teeth. His arms were now stroking down her back and she pulled back slightly from the kiss to look again into his eyes.
They stood there for a few minutes staring into each others eyes with unspoken wonder, his hands caressing her back softly and her fingers gently stroking the fine hair at the back of his neck. She leaned in to kiss him again but he stopped her by moving his head back.
"Are you sure you want this Hermione?" he asked her, his voice thick with emotion. "This is no longer a game."
She smiled up at him and moved her hand across his chest, lightly tracing the outlines of his muscles beneath the skin. She heard him gasp softly and felt heat surging through her body making her knees feel weak.
"This is what I want, Severus." She whispered softly, and this time he let her kiss him.
Holding her face in his hands and still kissing her he slowly sat back onto the sofa, drawing her down so that she was resting in his lap. He was most definitely attracted to her she thought to her self, as she felt his hardness under her, and she smiled involuntarily against his mouth. Her hands were tangled in his hair and as he bought his lips round and started biting her ear gently she let out a soft moan and her breath started coming in short gasps.
"Miss Granger." He growled gently in her ear "would you be so kind as to show me your other tattoo?"
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Chapter 12 – Last man standing
She should have known it would come down to this, she thought nervously as she looked around her at the room of half-naked sleeping people and the half-naked very-much-awake man opposite her. How did she keep managing to land her self in these situations? Here she was locked in a room in a tower in the middle of the night wearing nothing but her underwear, while the man of her dreams, her POTIONS PROFESSOR no less, sat not 3 feet away also in his underwear. What on earth was happening?!
She started to reach across the table for the dice but was stopped by a quiet cough from Professor Snape. She looked across at him and up into his eyes, and felt herself shivering under his gaze.
"Miss Granger," he started stiffly "I just wanted to apologize for my behavior earlier when I believed that you had locked us in here. I had no wish to cause you any embarrassment."
Hermione looked down at the table and to her amazement found herself starting to laugh.
"I think that the situation we are in now is quite a bit more embarrassing than my silly dream, and please call me Hermione, I hardly think Miss. Granger is appropriate at this time" She said between peals of laughter. To her surprise he started laughing too, a quiet, easy laugh that seemed to wash over her body making it tingle and raising goose-bumps.
"Yes, I dare say that is correct." He said, still laughing, "Although I must admit that the experience is not entirely unpleasant."
She looked up at him quickly, struggling to calm her laughter and saw him smiling at her, one eyebrow raised questioningly. He picked up the dice and placed them in her outstretched hand.
"I believe that it is your move"
She rolled the dice and landed on a yellow mystery square. Picking up the top card she started reading then stopped, stood up and passed the card to Professor Snape before moving round to his side of the table and sitting nervously next to him.
"It seems as if I have made my move."
He looked down at her confused then read the card aloud.
The game is drawing to an end; No more clothing you will miss; Prior differences soon to mend; Give another player a kiss
Standing quickly, Snape grasped Hermione's hands and pulled her to her feet also. They stood inches apart in the dimly lit room and Hermione looked up into his dark eyes to see desire burning in them again. She raised her hand and gently moved his dark hair back off his face before standing on her tiptoes and leaning in to kiss him softly on the lips. She felt his hand brush the soft skin of her waist as she lifted her other hand to his neck and deepened the kiss. Stepping forward slightly she moved her hand down from his neck and across to the smooth soft skin of his back, she shivered as he bought his hands around her waist and pulled her against him. His lips felt cool against hers and she parted her lips slightly to allow him entry to her mouth. He tasted faintly of butterbeer, she thought to herself as she moved her tongue gently and ran it lightly over his teeth. His arms were now stroking down her back and she pulled back slightly from the kiss to look again into his eyes.
They stood there for a few minutes staring into each others eyes with unspoken wonder, his hands caressing her back softly and her fingers gently stroking the fine hair at the back of his neck. She leaned in to kiss him again but he stopped her by moving his head back.
"Are you sure you want this Hermione?" he asked her, his voice thick with emotion. "This is no longer a game."
She smiled up at him and moved her hand across his chest, lightly tracing the outlines of his muscles beneath the skin. She heard him gasp softly and felt heat surging through her body making her knees feel weak.
"This is what I want, Severus." She whispered softly, and this time he let her kiss him.
Holding her face in his hands and still kissing her he slowly sat back onto the sofa, drawing her down so that she was resting in his lap. He was most definitely attracted to her she thought to her self, as she felt his hardness under her, and she smiled involuntarily against his mouth. Her hands were tangled in his hair and as he bought his lips round and started biting her ear gently she let out a soft moan and her breath started coming in short gasps.
"Miss Granger." He growled gently in her ear "would you be so kind as to show me your other tattoo?"