He stared for what seemed like hours at her neck. He could see the pulse there.
Everytime he took a deep breath and blew it out on her neck, the pulse would speed up and the goosebumps would run across her neck.
Fascinating as it was, he had to keep closing his eyes to will away the erection that followed seeing her reaction to his breath.
"For god's sake, Snape, if you do that one more time, I'll pinch you right here, as hard as I can.." She squeezed his side for emphasis.
He smirked.
"Do what?" He asked, his lips right against her ear, and watched as her heartbeat sped up, the goosebumps ran everywhere and she made a tiny whimpering noise.
He made a strangled choking sound as she flipped up his shirt and dug her fingernails into him.
The combination of pain and pleasure was amazing. His eyes closed on their own and his head dropped onto the ground and he groaned.
He was hard as a rock now. No chance she couldn't notice that.
"Uh. Severus?" She asked."
'Ugh. Pervert. You're a pervert, Snape..' His brain said disgustedly.
Suddenly they were both broken from thought by a noise from the direction their head's lay at.
Snape lifted himself and looked up as Nearly Headless Nick smoothly floated towards them.
"Sir Nicholas!" He called. Hermione strained to see what was going on.
"Sir Nicholas!" He repeated.
Nick floated past them humming some tune.
Obviously not seeing them.
"Oh, so what, he's deaf, blind AND dead? Merlin." Snape lay his head back down and closed his eyes.
They'd been there for at least 3 hours now.
He'd hate to do it, but he may have to take drastic measures to be removed from ontop of this goddess who was driving him mad.