Chapter Five

Severus apparated away before completely embarrassing himself in front of the girl, he'd only managed to stand up straight before disappearing back to his home. He couldn't keep himself from spilling in his pants like a randy teenager.

The forbidden way in which he had approached her had excited him more than he'd ever imagined.

Merlin, she had been so responsive, so willing. Her body had thrummed under his touch and her moans pushed him further, enough that some simple frotting got him off.

Was he so desperate for human touch?

Remembering her body against his had his cock hardening once again.

Her body…the frumpy robes do not do it justice. Her breasts were luscious globes that filled his hands and then some, her nipples reacted to his touch with fervor.

The rest of her body as well was pure ecstasy especially her hips that skirted out to a fine arse that was firm and plump and fit perfectly against the front of him. The way she'd reacted to him had surprised him. He thought he'd maybe scare her into admitting her mistake at making such a ludicrous request.

He realized the more he thought about it the more he was turned on he was and decided he might just have to indulge himself. He stripped off his clothes and moved quickly to his shower. The warm water was just what he needed as he started to take himself in hand. However, before he started he was struck with an idea. Pulling his wand from his discarded robe he tapped the wand to his head and muttered and incantation. As he did this he was momentarily bathed in a warm blue light. Tossing the wand aside he grabbed the soap and turned his thoughts back to the naughty Miss Granger.

Hermione's body was still thrumming when she arrived at her flat that evening. She'd been left in charge to close up the ticket tents after everyone else had paired up and left her alone. She sighed, thinking about how lonely her life had become. She remembered a time when she had her two best friends constantly at her side. She wasn't naïve she knew things would ultimately change and they would be forced to grow up. It still didn't make it any easier to go at this life alone without them.

Her melancholy was short lived as she thought back to that evening at the carnival. She could still feel his hands on her body, her knickers were still soiled from her release and she looked at herself in the mirror and noticed she looked utterly debauched. Her robes were loose and untidy, the skin of her neck bore pink marks of where he had licked and tasted her flesh.

As she began to disrobe she heard a faint tap on the window. Opening the window slightly, she allowed the grey falcon into her flat. He held out its sharp talon for her to remove the envelope and in turn it was rewarded with a rather large treat she pulled from her ice box.

The falcon gone and her curiosity piqued, she sat and felt the soft velvet of the envelope, recognizing the feel and texture as being from Severus. She opened it and once again to her amazement a swirling mist of blue filled the air and the likeness of Severus appeared before her. This time however he was not clad in his dark robes. He stood his back to her, naked and wet. His body glistening as water cascaded down the hard planes of his back and legs. Hermione could see his hand on the wall supporting his weight and his other hand moved in front of him. It only took a moment for Hermione to realize what the man was doing. Sitting further back on her bed she watched with rapt attention as the man stroked his cock. Strong strokes worked to pull from him his release.

"I know you're watching Miss Granger," the image spoke, his voice rough and slightly breathless.

Regardless of what he told her about this charm, she still wondered if he could see her.

"Are you touching yourself Miss Granger?"

Hermione had already hastily removed her shoes and jeans and laid back onto her bed, her legs spread slightly, her hand moving towards the apex of her thighs. The scene playing out before her was too delicious to ignore.

"I know you are, you naughty girl, I want you to take that hand you so loved to raise in the air in my classroom and touch your pretty little pink cunt."

She couldn't help it, the licentious timbre of the man's voice only served to inflame her further and she found herself immediately and wantonly obeying. She seemed incapable of saying no to him and she didn't think she even really wanted to. She rubbed her mound, trying to replicate what he had made her feel earlier. Her breathless moans grew louder to match his growls, their hands moving in tandem.

"Take them off Miss Granger," he commanded.

No sooner were the words said that her knickers flew off to join her shoes on the floor. She let her fingers explore her folds, dipping in to feel the warmth inside before moving to that bundle of nerves that would take her over the edge.

"Not yet Miss Granger, I want you to come when I say so."

She stopped, her body protested but he knew if she touched herself she would explode. She listened for further instruction as her other hand cupped her breast through her slightly torn blouse.

"Tell me Miss Granger, did you like feeling me against you? Did you like my voice fucking your senses? Did you feel the timbre of the words as they seduced you?"

"Oh gods yes…" Her hands were once again exploring her folds, her hips coming up off the bed searching for more.

"That's it Miss Granger…come for me…"

That was all it took, she came and she came hard. She could hear him coming as well; his grunts grew louder, his words unintelligible.

Her head fell back onto the bed as she tried to normalize her breathing before sleep took her over. She didn't remember hearing him say anything else, only the faint glow of the message ending.