The claws of guilt currently tearing at her insides waxed and waned giving way to a euphoria she had never felt before in her life.
Currently beneath her former Potions Master, the feeling was incredibly foreign and put her at unease, but as every second ticked by she felt as if a weight was lifting off of her shoulders and the pang of guilt she had originally felt was washing away with ease.
Hermione had never expected to be sleeping with him tonight, or ever, but when an opportunity comes along you dig your nails in and hold on to it. And an opportunity, that was.
Inky hair curtained his features as his left hand grasped the bed head with a lustful need so tightly they were a stark white as he thrust within the witch beneath him. His right hand lain upon her bare shoulder, feeling muscle and flesh tensing and quivering beneath his touch.
He watched her with intent as he slid easily in and out of her wet, hot core and he bit his bottom lip to urge himself on longer. Her legs wrapped tightly around his arse like a python clinging to prey, almost cutting the circulation to his upper thighs off.
Severus had never planned on fucking anyone tonight, especially not Hermione, but when an opportunity arose, you took it and ran without nary a glance back. Yes, he knew she was married, and that made the forbidden fruit so much sweeter. Who was he to deny himself when the forbidden apple was throwing itself at him, willing to break the sanctity of marriage with him as the pawn? Almost as if he were in the garden of Eden, he took the chance to sample the apple and whatever repercussion came from it he would turn his attentions to later.
Of course, Hermione was here only for herself and nothing more. What she needed off Severus was something that Ron had failed time and time again to give to her. The guilt gnawed at her psyche one last time before eventually so consumed in the moment if you had have asked her who Ron was, she would have asked, 'whose Ron?'
Left hand still clutching the bed head with a strength he had never known himself to possess, he leaned down and caught her warm welcoming lips with his own, kissing her in such heightened sense it was as if she was his lifeblood, and he may die without her. It had been many a year since he had laid with a woman, and he was going to enjoy every nanosecond that he could.
Breathlessly, he broke the kiss, watching the young woman writhe with every thrust of his hips. It was a little unnerving for him to be sleeping with her. It was only a few years ago she was the bushy-haired thorn that was constantly being twisted violently in his side and now she had well and truly bloomed into a desirable rose he had no qualms in sheathing himself within and enjoying every moment.
Hips thrust towards him, long slender fingers entwined into the bedsheet beneath. Breath hitched in her throat as she mewled breathlessly as he slowly took her over the edge into euphoria.
Gnawing gently on her bottom lip, she tried to make herself hate this. She wanted so desperately to feel miserable beneath a man that wasn't her husband, but she couldn't. She loved Ron with all of her heart, but he had never made love to her with such finesse and skill that Severus was exhibiting right at this moment.
Where Ron was lacking in skill, Severus made up for it tenfold. Of course, he wasn't built anything like Ron. Ron was a beater for a world-renowned quidditch team. He was beefier and muscular from constant training, whereas Severus was thinner, lithe and didn't have the body of Adonis, and yet here she was, highly attracted to him and loving every second being beneath him. The two of them were like chalk and cheese and she was wondering why she was comparing them when she would never be in this situation again.
Releasing the bedhead, both hands slid gently behind her back and in one swift motion and a blink of an eye, he was now beneath her. Bewildered at what had just happened, it impressed her with the speed and ease with which he switched positions with her.
Eyes wide with shock and looking very much the deer in headlights, she froze on the spot as she suddenly felt exposed.
"Go on," he drawled huskily, raising a brow slightly as he looked her up and down, noticing the uncertainty in her body language as she stiffened against him.
"I…W…I-" She stammered, falling over her words before she could even form them in her head.
"You've never been on top?" He asked, a brow still raised with a tilt of his head, questioning her.
"N…No," she choked out, breathless. "I've only ever been with Ron, and he likes to be in control…" She trailed off, coyly looking to the wall.
Exhaling sharply through his nose, he decided biting his tongue would be better than unleashing his thoughts upon her right at this moment.
Reaching up, he placed a hand feather-soft on either hip, his fingers jolted against the smoothness and warmth of her skin with a gentleness she'd never felt before and relaxed against him instantly.
"You just need to gently move your hips, follow my lead," he offered, gently guiding her hips in motion. "That's it," he encouraged.
He knew Ron would have had to have been a dud in the bedroom and it was clear by the way his wife was clueless at being on top and simultaneously moaning, mewling, and clawing him as if she had been deprived of a decent fuck in her life.
It had taken a few minutes of guiding her in the right direction for her to work out what she had to do. Not only had she been easy to teach in the classroom, but that also obviously transferred over to the bedroom too, he thought to himself.
His own hips thrust up to match her pace as she threw her head back in both ecstasy and exhaustion. Taking a much-needed breath, her fingers resting on his chest flexed hard before nails dug in, leaving him with the sting of freshly broken flesh. Half crescent moon shapes littered his chest as if a wild animal had attacked viscously him, he clamped his hands tighter to her hips and began thrusting harder up into her.
Now in rhythm and not as shy, she let her inhibitions go and enjoyed the moment that they were in together. Forgetting all about her husband and the adultery she was committing, she felt wave after wave of pleasure hit her as it burst open from the pit of her stomach. Huffing out of breath, she sat astride him feeling his hands release from her hips and slide slowly down her thighs, leaving her skin tingling beneath his touch.
Hardened inky orbs met soft chocolate ones and for one fleeting moment, the two of them felt totally at peace and ease. Hermione felt as if she wanted to lean forward and capture his lips in her own and there was no denying she felt a connection to him, one deeper than she had ever felt when she looked into Ron's eyes and her heart skipped a beat before she broke the gaze they were sharing.
"Was it worth breaking the sanctity of marriage for a one-night stand?" He asked darkly, feeling somewhat bitter for no reason at all. He'd last seen the girl the day she left Hogwarts and nary had an interest in anything about her life even when her face had been splashed over the Daily Prophet clinging to her beefy Husbands arm at various gala events and yet he felt as if he was the one being cheated on.
"It is what it is." She shrugged, looking back down at him, and wondered to herself why she was still sitting there. She felt oddly comforted sitting upon him, and his warm skin and gentle breathing made her feel as if she could easily go to sleep embraced in his arms and feel right at home.
"So now what?" He asked gently.
"I leave, and we never speak of this night again. We go on as if this night has never happened."
"And what's stopping me from going and telling the world?" He asked, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
"I know you are not the type to kiss and tell, Severus Snape. You are a better person than you give yourself credit for," she said simply as she dismounted and began dressing. "I trust you."
A/N: I know. You are all groaning and rolling your eyes. She's started another story without finishing all the other ones she started! I had to write this. The idea had been bouncing around my head for weeks now and wouldn't leave me alone.
-Aliasmel1