'Oh my,' was her last coherent thought as she felt the sudden pull of apparation. Hermione had been trying to be as seductive as she knew how, trying to take the lead and not show weakness but suddenly though she felt very small and lost somewhere inside of herself. She was going to willing give herself to Severus, there was no doubt about that but she was no longer in control and that made things seem rather daunting.

Realizing that Severus had apparated them into what she assumed was his bed ranked high on her list of comical things that her Potion's Master probably wouldn't normally ever do. Thinking on that Hermione decided that maybe after this night she would actually make the list and see how many of them she could convince/trick him into doing. 'You seem to be harboring high hopes,' she stated inwardly. While she attempted to steady her breathing and regain at least a moderate amount of her composure she looked around in an almost innocent glance. Floor to ceiling overflowing bookcases covered almost all the wall space, Hermione wasn't even sure that she could make out what the paint color on the wall was. There were two mahogany doors; one directly in front of her and one to her left. She assumed one was a bathroom and the other was a way out. Not that she was looking for a way out but it was nice to know one's escape route ahead of time!

"Well aren't you being presumptuous Professor!" She glanced over her shoulder to see Severus' dark eyes already roaming unashamedly over her.

"I'm never presumptuous Hermione. I simply observed your actions and weighed the words that tumbled out of that beautiful mouth of yours." He really was clever with words to be able issue a carefully phrased compliment in a tone that was meant to sound as if her were trying to belittle her. Then again it was highly likely that he was indeed trying to belittle her.

Her eyes focused on Severus' rather thin lips, he must have been speaking because they were moving as if he was but Hermione's brain had basically shut down. She hurriedly let her tongue dart out to moisten her very dry lips never taking her eyes off of her destination, she would make this move. Her reasoning behind this decision being the one to take this most coveted prize first is that it was surely to be the only moment that she would have any semblance of control.

Her body leaned forward and before she had time to question herself she pressed her plump lips to his. To Hermione's surprise he parted his mouth just enough to allow her to taste him. What started out as a gentle pressing of two mouths quickly turned into a battle of tongues and teeth and hands tangled in hair. Hermione got what she wanted; the first move but Severus demanded control and he would not except anything less than complete submission. Would she submit to him? Yes, oh yes she would.

Breathless they both pulled back. Black eyes smothered her in their darkness, "Naughty girl." Hermione thought that those had to be two of the most beautiful words Severus had ever spoken to her, words that sounded playful and dirty whispered to her in his most unique velvet tone. Suddenly Severus was kneeling in front of her leaning his body forward in an overwhelming yet completely welcoming way and it took Hermione's brain twice as long as it should have to process that Severus was trying to get her to lay back. She released an anxious laugh as she moved back to lay her head on a large fluffy pillow. She wiggled her head side to side and lifted it up again to drop it heavily back onto the pillow before she finally let out a groan of frustration and flung the pillow over Snape's head at the wall. "Better?" His voice was tinged with a hint of amusement.

"Much better thank you for asking," Hermione said mockingly. Severus just chuckled and leaned forward to kiss her gently on the nose. Hermione sighed heavily, "That's really a terribly un sexy place to kiss someone Severus."

Hermione watched in wonder as her ex potion teachers chest shook with laughter. "No Hermione I suppose it is not naturally a sexy place to kiss someone but where ever I feel inclined to kiss you is indeed sexy to me." Her lips parted, her eyes clouded and closed, her heart pounded, and her body arched up and into Severus. 'Gods what is this man doing to me?'

"Anything and everything that I want to Miss Granger." A skillful determined hand slid up Hermione's side and along the outside curve of her breast as he descended back to her lips. Severus was surprisingly playful in this kiss. The unique spicy taste of his mouth filling her own as his tongue swirled vigorously with hers, his hand was resting rather ominously on her throat while his knee pressed firmly in between her trembling legs. Hermione curved up from the bed in desperate need of more. Her shaking throbbing body urged Severus on so he broke their kiss to move his lips to the lovely neck that was being presented to him. He spent a tremendous amount of time showering attention on the soft sensitive skin right below her earlobe eliciting deep moans from the witch beneath him. He slowly began nibbling his way across her jaw to her chin only to lift up and use his thumb to push her chin so that her neck was completely elongated then he began to trail soft wet kisses lower and lower until he settled into the curve of her clavicle. He lavished that beautiful crook with his teeth and his tongue slowly allowing himself to press his body into hers.

"Please Severus this is torturous," Hermione said between clenched teeth.

"I think not Hermione. We are doing things my way and I prefer to take my time."

"I stand by torturous," she said in a huff.

Severus bit down quite hard on the soft flesh of her neck and then whispered, "A little less talk Miss Granger." The only response that Hermione was able to issue was to shudder almost violently underneath him which in turn caused a devilish smirk to spread across his face. That damn smirk was nearly enough for Hermione to tell him to shove off but those amazing hands were moving across her chest, his thumbs slithering wickedly over where her nipples were straining against the fabric of her dress. His hand slipped up underneath her arm to the zip on her dress, the only sounds in the room was the sound of his breath, the sound of her breath, and the exquisite sound of the zipper teeth releasing from each other. Hermione lifted just enough so that Severus could slide the dress down to bunch at her waist. He allowed himself a moment to revel in the beauty beneath him before gently sucking one nipple into his mouth and teasing the sensitive nub with his tongue. Hermione moaned and placed her hand on her ex professor's head letting her fingers tangle in his silky hair, urging him on. Severus kissed his way across her chest taking the other nipple into his mouth giving it the same attention as he had the first. One hand traveled to the recently deserted breast his thumb and forefinger pinching the nipple with the most glorious pressure.

"Oh," Hermione took a staggering breath letting the sensations take a hold of her body and mind.

That exclamation coming from Hermione's lips sent a fire through Snape's body that he couldn't control causing him to grab the bunched up material at her hips and practically tear the dress off of her. His eyes widened. If he had known that the witch wasn't wearing a stitch of fabric under that tiny dress he'd have ripped the damn thing off while she was leaning against the bar and fucked her then and there. Finally able to focus again he let his lips move down her belly stopping to dip his tongue in her naval and bite the slight curve of her stomach. She could feel his chin touching the very top of the downy curls between her thighs but he moved no lower.

"Please!" Hermione screamed, jerking her hips under him. Snape volitionally obliged, rapidly burying his nose within her folds. The intoxicating scent of her arousal made him dizzy and almost angry. Severus swallowed nervously before allowing his fingers to part her and he dart his tongue to flick her clit.

"Severus!" Hermione whimpered, her hips rolling against hips mouth. Severus was unforgiving, his tongue moving rhythmically over her much too sensitive skin. Without hesitation Snape launched first one then two slim fingers into her and her orgasm was instantaneous.

She screamed out, her walls clamped down on his fingers and she thought she was surely going to die in that moment.

Severus moved back up Hermione's body to claim her mouth and she could taste herself on his lips. This wasn't the first time she had tasted herself on a man's lips and surely it wouldn't be her last but it had never been this exhilarating.

"I want you, Severus," Hermione growled.

Hermione raised up a little to watch as Severus moved off the bed to begin removing the many layers that he had still been wearing. She couldn't help the giggle that escaped her as she watched him struggling with a defiant button on his shirt. He reached the point of annoyance quickly and decided to take the wizard's approach to removing his clothing.

He crawled back in between Hermione's legs and pushed her down into the bed. "Keep your eyes open Granger," he growled. "I want you to watch me. I want to see your face contort."

Hermione felt a rush of liquid flood her thighs at his words and fixed her eyes on his. Snape pressed forward enough to be sitting right at her entrance, watching her eyes, then quickly plunged forward. Another scream broke the silence as her legs instinctively wrapped around his thighs. The friction was luscious and overwhelming. Severus buried himself to the hilt, his eyes were clouded with desire. Slowly he drew back out then slammed back in. His movements were hectic and he felt the constriction in his body and as Hermione's walls clamped down around him in orgasm he nearly howled out his own.

Hermione's eyes finally fluttered closed. "A little less talk seems to have gone a very long way."

Severus chuckled and pulled Hermione close, "Hmm don't ruin the mood."