Severus sat at the desk in his dimly lit classroom, scribbling away at the papers he was grading. He tried to finish them hastily, eager to finish the task so he could return home to his waiting wife. The weekend was approaching, and he and his wife had made a spur of the moment decision to take a weekend trip to the small bed and breakfast in France they had stopped at on their honeymoon travels a couple years back. With their newborn daughter now in the mix, the last couple of months for them had been busy and stressful. It was thanks to the kindness of Harry and Ginny who had offered to take baby Leona for the weekend; allowing Severus and Hermione to travel.
He glanced at the clock and realized that dinner in the great hall had already ended and he huffed, knowing he would have to summon a house elf once he was done. He needed to put something in his stomach before he left.
"If some of these dunderheads could do better on this homework, I'd be able to leave early to come home to my beautiful witch sooner!" he hissed to himself.
He returned his thoughts to the papers in front of him, ridding his mind of the frustrating third year students who were costing him time at home so he could finish quicker. It was silent for several minutes until he was disturbed by a knock on his classroom door.
For the love of Merlin, who is bothering me at this hour?!
"Enter," he spat loudly, the annoyance and frustration in his voice clear. "And make it quick!' He finished, aggressively waving his wand to fling the dungeon door open.
He brought his head back down to the paperwork, that signature scowl plastered across his face as he scribbled away with the red ink. He was oblivious to who his visitor was, too irritated at this point to even care.
Until...
"What seems to have you so on edge, Professor?" He heard that soft, soothing, all too familiar voice coo at him.
Severus froze mid-writing and slowly brought his head up, meeting the loving gaze of his wife. His Hermione.
"Hermione...?" he said surprised, eying her in the professional yet still fetching number she was wearing.
Hermione was known in the Ministry for rarely wearing wizarding robes. She always felt more comfortable wearing her muggle business attire for work, but it didn't bother Severus one bit, he thought she looked enticing every time she decided to do so.
Hermione was wearing a deep emerald polyester pencil skirt, ruched with a small slit to the side. She had one of her favourite white blouses tucked into her skirt, and the sleeves rolled up to her elbows.
The black stilettos accentuated her calf muscles, and Severus took her in with a fire in his obsidian eyes, looking at her from bottom to top slowly, ending to see that smirk on her face that teased him to no end.
Sweet Circe... Severus internally said with a gulp.
"Surprise." she said, the most mischievous smirk on her face, the look in her eyes making his cock twitch.
"What are you doing here? I told you I was going to be home this evening, you're not supposed to be here outside of visiting hours, Hermione." Severus hissed, swinging the classroom door closed with a wave of his wand again, the bang of the door echoing throughout the room.
Hermione moved closer and perched herself atop the brown wooden desk, crossing her legs and placing her hands on her hips, but still unable to hide the smirk from her lips.
"Severus Snape!" She replied in a higher pitched voice, trying to sound agitated and offended, but Severus knew better than to think she was actually being serious. "I would expect a better greeting for your wife than that."
Severus smirked back at her. "Mmm, apologies my dear. But pray tell, what brings you here this evening?"
"Well..." she began, hopping off the desk and circling around to stand by where Severus sat. "Ginny came to get Leona earlier than I had anticipated, so I thought, 'Why not pay my handsome husband a visit at work before we travel to the inn.'" He rotated his chair to face her, and Hermione plopped herself down in his lap, causing Severus to grunt at the abrupt weight, but he soon issued a low groan as she wiggled herself against him.
"Came to be an incessant tease, I see." He droned.
Hermione chuckled, leaning herself forward to brush her lips against his cheek before whispering in his ear.
"I was feeling rather lonely, love. I haven't seen you in three weeks."
He turned his head to look at her, thinking about how long it had been since he had seen her. Hermione watched as his expression turned to one of relief. He ran a hand up her back, pulling her towards him and placing light kisses against her neck, immediately causing Hermione to let out a soft cooing moan.
"Don't think you're the only one who realises that, witch. I had to take matters into my own hands more than I would like." He hissed in frustration.
"You should've sent me a patronus, Professor. I would've gladly sent you back the proper messages to aid you in your task."
That caused his cock to jump yet again, and Hermione felt it that time. She giggled, sliding herself down off of his lap, tracing her hands down his chest and never breaking eye contact as she brought herself to her knees in front of him. Severus raised a curious eyebrow at her as a rare flush appeared on his cheeks, one only saved for Hermione when she put her dear husband in such a compromising position.
"Hermione," he growled an intense whisper. "What do you think you're doing? I still have to speak to Minerva before I leave for the evening, if I'm late she could try to floo in here looking for me!"
"Don't worry Severus, I'll be under the desk...she won't see a thing." Hermione flashed him a cheeky smile and he cursed.
"For fuck's sake, woman, the things you do to me..." he trailed off with a groan as her fingertips danced over his stomach.
"Is it your goal to get me fired and have yourself banned from this school?! I highly doubt people would take lightly to the former Minister for Magic acting in such a brazen way..."
Severus trailed off again as his brain registered that Hermione had fully disregarded his rant and his trousers were now completely unfastened. The arrival of their daughter had been the happiest day of their lives since their wedding, but Hermione had insisted on using as little magic as possible during the birth and so had been slowly healing for the first six weeks. Combining that with the busy schedule of a newborn baby in their lives, their sex life had taken a sharp decline. Severus had returned to work after his month of paternity leave was over and he had not seen his family since then.
So, having gone nearly two months without so much as a touch from her dear husband, Severus should've been happy that Hermione hadn't jumped his bones the moment she walked in his office without any precautions in use.
She pulled the opening of his trousers further apart, allowing her to access the boxer briefs restraining his cock underneath. She could hear Severus' breath grow more shallow and a low rumbling groan escape his mouth as she slid her hand up his bulge.
She hooked her dainty fingers into the band of his underwear and with one swift pull, freed his cock from the final layer that was keeping her away.
"Hermione..." Came Severus' final plea for her to cease her antics. Hermione only chuckled, knowing exactly what her husband wanted, he only made his feeble attempt to try and stop just to be able to say he tried.
"Don't even try Severus." She giggled. "You better lock that door and cast a muffling charm if you're so worried about it!"
Severus gazed down at his witch on her knees before him, her amber eyes dancing with mischief and promise of pleasure. He could not deny anything, especially when she so willingly placed herself at his feet.
"How the hell in Merlin's name did I get so damn lucky?" was his final retort before he did as Hermione said, locking the doors and floo and casting a silencing charm as his sexy, daring wife took him into her mouth.
Hermione hummed in delight as her lips wrapped around his shaft at the sound of her husband's low groan, followed by the murmuring of her name. It was music to her ears. She drew her mouth down his length in one slow movement, and slowly pulled back, only to continue that movement just slightly faster than the first one.
She flicked her gaze up to look at her husband, watching with satisfaction and arousal as Severus' eyes were heavy lidded, his head back just a little as he gave himself over to the wonderful sensation of his wife sucking his cock.
Having the notorious potions master in the palm of her hand was one of the greatest things for Hermione, to be the only witch in this world he would submit himself two proved to be incredibly sexy, challenging and exciting.
She felt his strong calloused hand slip its way up her shoulder and into her bushy curls as she quickened her pace.
"Fuck, Hermione…" she heard him groan, and it egged her on.
She tugged on his trousers to allow her more access, taking the free hand she wasn't using to hold his cock in place to lightly massaging and tickle his balls, he hissed at the sensation that shot through his body, and Hermione pulled her mouth from him, continuing her ministrations with her hands, jerking him as she teased his boys.
"Come for me, Professor."
He hissed in delight as he heard those words come out of her mouth.
Severus wasn't sure what prompted his wife to do what she was doing, but he was in no way, shape or form complaining.
Their intimate life was rarely lacking, but for the most part it never went beyond the walls of their home. Hermione had proven to be a very passionate and intense lover, but he wouldn't have expected her to go to this kind of length to change things up.
Hermione resumed her ministrations with her mouth, teasing her tongue along the head of his cock, licking the sensitive patch of skin where his shaft and head met on the underside, causing Severus to hiss once again.
"Hermione…" Severus groaned. Her response was a soft 'hmm', the vibration of her voice adding a heightened sensation to the sucking and tugging she was doing with her mouth and hands.
She withdrew her mouth once more, glancing up from her position to lock eyes with her husband.
"I said…come for me, Severus. Come for me."
Severus titled his head back, his breath growing ragged, and his hips lurching forward against the movements of her hand. Severus was doing everything in his power not to come undone in such a short period of time, but the length of time from how long it had been, the current situation he had been put in and the surprising act his wife decided to do made it difficult.
Once more she drew her mouth down the entire length of his cock, and with a loud groan of her name, Severus came in her mouth with force, his seed hitting the back of her throat, which she happily welcomed into her mouth. She swallowed it all, slowly drawing her mouth from him, placing the lightest kiss at the tip of his cock, causing him to jerk slightly from his sensitivity post orgasm.
She wiped the corner of her mouth, a playful smirk on her face as she came up from her crouched position, propping herself up on his desk in front of him, and soaking in all her glory as she watched her husband compose himself and come down from his high.
His head came back forward to lock eyes with her again, and he could only chuckle at the triumphant smile spread across her face.
"You think you've won this little game?" He finally managed to speak. Her only response was a small giggle and a nod of her head.
"You've started a battle, witch. You can't pull something like that and think I'd be done with you."
"What are you gonna do, Professor?" she cooed.
Severus stood, adjusting himself and curling around the desk. He traced a finger along her jawline as he walked around to the other side.
"Lay down on the desk."
"But Professor?"
"Now," he demanded, his low, smooth voice sending a shock through Hermione's body that went straight between her legs. The look in his eyes alone was starting to make her wet.
She slowly laid her body down, never breaking eye contact.
Severus took a couple of steps, now standing in front of her. He linked his hands behind her knees, pulling her toward him so her legs dangled off the side. Hermione yelped in surprise, and Severus leaned forward, his mouth just barely brushing her ear.
"You think you can just come in here to my office and get your way? Oh no, Mrs. Snape, you have a lot more coming after that naughty little stunt you just pulled."
Hermione moaned as she felt his words tickle her ear. All she wanted at this point was to touch her husband more. She reached a hand out to pull him onto her, but Severus seized her wrist with his hand before she could.
"Ah ah. Hands above your head."
Hermione's eyes went wide, but as if she was under an imperious curse, she obliged, slowly placing her arms above her head.
Before she could say another word, Severus had his wand out, and with a flick of his wrist, Hermione's wrists were bound.
She gasped, looking at her lover with surprise and arousal.
"Severus…" she whimpered, and he smirked, flicking his wand once again to rid her of her clothes. She gasped again at the quick change and the sudden chill she got from being nude, but that gasped soon changed to a long and loud moan as she felt Severus place his mouth to her clit, giving several quick flicks of his tongue in a way he knew Hermione loved. Her hips bucked up against his mouth, and he quickly brought his hands to her thighs to hold her in place.
Typically, Hermione couldn't help herself and she'd be raking her hands into his hair, her body went to do it on impulse, but she was quick to realize that she of course was bound.
She groaned, the subtle fact that she was unable to do what she wanted with her hands was adding a surprisingly good tease to the whole moment. She felt his tongue between her folds, tasting her, and she cried out his name, her body shaking from the intensity of his mouth on her.
"Fuck, Severus…" she groaned. He hummed against her, and that only caused her to curse once more.
"Language, Mrs. Snape…" he growled. "Such language shall not be tolerated here in my classroom." he continued in his low voice, that voice alone sending pleasurable shivers throughout her whole body.
This man… Good Merlin this man…
Hermione bit her lip, the restraints causing her to feel even more heightened sensations from her husband's mouth. She moaned loudly as she felt him slip two fingers into her pussy, pumping in and out of her agonizingly slowly. She ground her hips against his hand, but that only caused him to slip them back out, and Hermione whimpered in protest.
"Ah, ah, ah. Patience, witch. Keep yourself under control or I'll have your legs bound apart as well. Now, let us not whimper, tell me what it is you want."
"I…" she started to say through heavy breaths.
"Yes?"
"Please, Severus…"
"Please...what?" He drawled
"Please finger me, please taste me. I can't take it!" Hermione pleaded, the need to have his hands and mouth on her too great.
"And then please...fuck me Severus...I need you to fuck me."
"Do you now?" He purred.
"Y-yes...yes...please." she begged, and once again she gasped in delight as her husband continued his ministrations with his fingers and mouth, pumping in and out of her, slowly picking up his pace, and flicking his tongue quickly against her clit.
Hermione's vision started to grow fuzzy, the build up of her impending orgasm growing in at her centre, and slowly creeping up throughout her whole body.
"That's it…" She heard his deep voice rumble, so very close to her pussy. "Come for me, Hermione...come for me...now."
Hermione's spine arched away from the desk and she moaned his name loudly, her legs shaking from the intensity of her orgasm.
She collapsed against the desk, her body going limp against the wood. Her chest rose and fell with the deep breaths she took to gain her composure. As the fuzziness of her vision went away, she tilted her head up to lock eyes with her more than amused husband. The smirk planted on his face made that yet again made her feel a wetness between her legs, but also made her wish she wasn't bound so she could have another go at messing with him.
"Ohhhh you-you bloody scoundrel, Severus!" she hissed, trying not to laugh. "Get that silly smirk off of your face!"
"And why should I do that? The situation before me pleases me greatly."
"Because it's not fair! You tied me up! Let me loose now, if you please."
"Please what?" He replied with an even more devious smirk plastered on his face.
Hermione huffed, biting her lip to keep from laughing and shook her head. "Please, Professor."
In an instant she was free. She brought her arms down, circling her arms and wrists since they had stiffened up a little in that position.
"Are you alright?" Severus asked, the change in his voice from playful to serious. Hermione nodded, giving him a reassuring smile and wave of her hand.
"I'm fine love, you didn't bind me too tight, just a little stiff. Now, strip the rest of your clothes, get over here, and shag your wife's brains out!" She giggled.
"Bossy witch."
"Horny git."
"I'm the horny git, you say? Let's see, who was strutting her way into my classroom to seduce her husband just a few moments ago? Hmm?"
Hermione swatted at the front of his potions jacket, giggling even more at the sarcasm and teasing coming from his lips. She let her hands travel down, hooking her fingers in the waistband of his trousers, yanking him towards her. He stumbled forward, catching himself as his hands landed on the desk on either side of her head. Hermione laughed out loud, now her turn to place a playful, devious smirk across her face.
Severus looked down in awe at his beautiful wife, watching the laugh lines at the sides of her eyes as she giggled, the beautiful smile between those soft, warm, inviting lips that he could kiss all day if given the opportunity. She was beyond perfect, she was a goddess.
"Every day I think you can't get any more beautiful, and every single day you prove me wrong," He murmured to her. Hermione's breath caught as she looked at her husband, a blush creeping across her cheeks at both his words and his gaze.
"Severus...I love you." she whispered, leaning her head up to place a soft kiss to his lips.
"I love you, always, Hermione." he murmured back against her lips, leaning into her kiss just a little more, gently grazing her lips with his tongue to gain more access to her mouth.
"I think-you're forgetting-something first." Hermione said through the row of feverish kisses he was giving her. "Strip-now-mister."
With a wave of his hand his clothes were off, and Hermione grinned in delight at the feel of his warm skin against hers. Severus hooked his arms under her legs at the back of her knees, pulling her lower half closer to the edge of the desk. Hermione's stomach fluttered in excitement, already growing more wet in anticipation.
She let out a moan as she felt Severus tease her entrance, and she moved her hips against him, only for him to pull his hips away, just out of reach from hers.
She huffed in frustration, glancing up and seeing that devilish smirk plastered on his face again.
"You perpetual tease, knock it off!" She half whined and half laughed.
"What did I say about whining? Tell me what you want, Hermione."
"Fuck me, Severus. Fuck me hard."
With that statement Severus pushed into her in one smooth motion. Hermione let out a startled moan, the feeling of him filling her so quickly catching her off guard.
Severus began to thrust into her quickly, using his grip on the back of her knees to pull her towards him with each passionate and intense thrust. He looked down with lust and awe at the sight of his wife's luscious breasts bouncing with each thrust, the look of pure pleasure on her face.
"Touch yourself," He said through heavy breaths. "I want to see you touch yourself as I fuck you."
Hermione happily obliged, a small smile making it to her open mouth as she moaned, snaking a hand down her front, giving her nipple a seductive and playful twist before moving lower to circle her clit.
"Good Merlin, Hermione...don't stop..don't. You. fucking. Stop." He groaned after each thrust, his pace and intensity growing quicker and harder.
Hermione's free hand found grip on the edge of the desk, and she could audibly hear her fingernails dig into the wood as Severus continued to pound into her. She couldn't help but moan loudly as each aggressive yet passionate thrust of her husband's hips, and he did the same, their need for each other after so many weeks so raw and so great.
She watched her husband with both lust and love as his furrowed and sweaty brow caused strands of hair to stick to his pale face. The sound of her name coming from his sultry and low voice along with his groans and grunts of pleasure only made their situation that much more enjoyable.
The friction of her hand against her own clit and the rhythmic thrusts were building up an intense wave of pleasure in her core, and she could feel what would probably be one of the most intense orgasms she had ever encountered.
"Good gods Severus I'm gonna c-come so hard." she panted through shaky and pleasurable moans.
"Are- you-love?" he replied, the faintest smirk on his face amongst his grunts and groans. He leaned forward, placing his mouth ever so close to her ear, and he could hear his wife gasp.
"Then come for me…come all over my cock, Hermione. Now."
Hermione practically screamed out his name as the impending wave shot through her entire body, her legs shaking and body quivering from the lack of control she had as she rode out her orgasm. Severus wasn't far behind, letting out a roar of a moan as he came fast and hard in her pussy.
Their ministrations slowed after a couple of minutes, the only sound in the room their heavy breathing as Severus reluctantly withdrew himself from his wife and collapsed into his chair. Hermione, still limp against the desk, gave herself another minute or so and a few deep breaths before starting to sit up, bracing herself on her arms to look at the beautiful sight of her husband's naked and sweaty body in the chair, his cock just starting to become flaccid. His eyes were closed and his head was back against the chair, his hand on his forehead. He as well took a few moments to collect himself before speaking.
"You woman, as I've said many, many times before, will be the absolute death of me," he finally managed to huff out.
"Aww, love, I only aim to please you, not kill you." Hermione replied with a chuckle. "I take it you enjoyed my little surprise visit then?"
"You've got to be kidding me right?" Severus replied, taking the hand away from his eyes to look at her as if she had gone mental. "Hermione, that was sublime. You were sublime."
Even after the few years they had been together and eventually married, he still managed to make her flush with those looks and his compliments.
Severus glanced at the clock, his eyes growing wide at the realization of the time.
"It's a bloody miracle Minerva hasn't made some kind of attempt to enter this office or figure out what the hell I've been doing. I was supposed to meet with her twenty minutes ago!"
Hermione started to giggle even more, and Severus gave her a playful but slightly serious glare as reached for his wand, and with a flick, cleaning himself and Hermione up before standing up to dress.
"Damn it woman, the shit you get me- -would you desist with that giggling, you vixen?!" he hissed.
"Never. Don't be a grump, you enjoy it too much." she said with a smirk as she gathered her clothes.
"You better hurry up before Minerva has a conniption, you're never late!" Hermione said as she continued to laugh. "Oh, and don't forget your paperwork." She reached for the papers on the ground, handing them to her husband.
"Now you're so quick to have me leave? You better not have anything else up your sleeve, Mrs. Snape."
"Not that I know of..." she said, reaching up onto her toes and placing a kiss on his cheek.
"I'll just wait here for you and then we can make our way to the bed and breakfast. I've already had our bags sent there and dropped off to our room."
"On top of it as always." he responded, leaning forward to place a soft kiss to her lips. "I shouldn't be long. Minerva said fifteen minutes at most."
"I'll be here." she replied softly.
With a small smile he'd only share for her and her alone, Severus turned on his heel, reopening the floo and speaking the words to allow him into the headmistress's office, disappearing into the bright green flames.
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"You're late, Severus…" came McGonagall's short greeting as he emerged. "I made an effort to come see you in your office and your floo was locked."
Severus had to hide the faintest smirk on his face by bowing his head as he brushed off the soot from his cloak, but when he returned her gaze he showed no hint of what had transpired behind the doors of his classrooms.
"My apologies, Minerva. I was rushing to finish some papers that needed grading before I left for the evening and I lost track of the time." he replied, stepping towards her desk, stopping in the centre of her office with his hands clasped behind his back.
"And as for the floo?" She questioned, arching her eyebrow.
"I have been keeping it locked if I am not expecting anyone. I had full intentions of meeting you on time so I saw no need to unlock it. Again, I do apologise, Minerva, but can we please move forward with what you wanted to discuss? Hermione shall be expecting me home fairly soon to help her finish packing."
"Of course. Do sit." Minerva replied, gesturing to the seat in front of her.
Severus strode over to her desk and sat, retrieving the documents from his cloak.
"How has Hermione been feeling since the birth? I understand she chose to use as little magic as possible throughout the whole pregnancy and healing process?"
"I for the life of me can't understand what made her choose to do so, but I wasn't going to tell her otherwise. That witch is a force to be reckoned with, and I am amazed at her strength through all of it. She's doing well, and she has given me the greatest gift I could ever have."
"Fatherhood looks wonderful on you, Severus. I am so very happy for the both of you. But you better let me visit soon to meet the little one. I've been eager to do so."
"As soon as we return we can set something up." Severus replied with the faintest smirk. "Something tells me you may fall in love with the child almost as quickly as Hermione and I did. She's remarkable."
"I have no doubt about that. She has remarkable parents." Minerva said with a small smile.
With that, Severus and Minerva began to go over their plans for the following school year with this year coming to an end.
Severus was listening to Minerva when he glanced down at the papers in his lap, and had to do a double take when he realized the handwriting was not his.
At some point in the midst of their conversation, the words had changed, and his all too familiar handwriting turned into that of his wife's. He watched as each sentence changed, and he shifted just slightly in his seat as he read each one.
That bloody little vixen!
Severus continued to read the salacious and seductive choice of words his wife had conjured to appear on the pages. The detailed ways she described she wanted him to take her while they were away.
Severus could hear a slight humming in his ears as he read on, vividly picturing his beautiful wife straddling his hips, riding him senseless. Taking her from behind as he'd pound into her with a passionate force, the sound of their moans and cries of pleasure mixing in the air.
Severus was far too distracted by the words and the images it was bringing up, not even realizing Minerva had said his name.
"Severus Snape! Did you even hear a word I just said?!"
Severus brought his head up from the papers quickly, blinking a couple times.
Bugger! Shite!
"I'm sorry, Minerva, I was just lost in thought there for a moment. What was it you said?"
Minerva eyed him curiously, watching him for a few more moments before she spoke. "I asked if you had given any thought to who would be taking your position for the occlumency elective for next year."
"I haven't given that thought yet. I've been a bit too focused on things at home, but I do promise I will reach out to some candidates before the school year is up."
Minerva nodded. "Well, I think we've covered enough for tonight. I'll let you go on your way so you can enjoy your trip."
Severus nodded and stood, giving a small nod of his head to the headmistress.
"I'll see you when I return, Minerva." And he turned on his heel, stepping towards the floo.
"Oh, and Severus?"
He stopped, partially turning his body to look back at her.
"Yes Minerva?"
She gazed at him over her spectacles, a playful look in her eyes and a smirk on her face.
"When you return to your classroom to gather your things, do tell Hermione I said hello." she said, following her statement with a wink and a nod.
Severus' heart was pounding at the realisation of her knowing that Hermione was here, and that she had a general idea of why he was late, but his face didn't show it. He should've known better than to think he could get something past the wise witch.
He simply nodded back. "I will, Minerva." And he stepped into the floo, returning to his office to collect his wife, and hastily make his way to the bed and breakfast to ravish her in all the ways she described.
