p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"strongSafe to say it has been a while. Only just rediscovered this./strong/p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"strongSnape/Ginny Pairing. Lots of smut :)/strong/p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"When Ginny woke up, she was alone. The space between her legs felt swollen and sore and as she rolled over onto her back, a small ache erupted through her body. Even thinking about him driving in and out of her made her get wet and she sighed blissfully. Looking around, Ginny saw the room that they had been in for the first time. A large four poster bed of dark wood, with notches cut into each post so that things could be hung up, she supposed. Coats and hats and chains…/p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"Ginny went scarlet at the memory and stood, gathering the blanket around her before she moved around the bed to the chest of draws. The large paddle was still on top, a faint whiff of sex still emanating from where it had caused her arousal. A pulse of desire moved through her and she leaned against the hard wood, a smile playing around her face. A small, hand-written note lay next to the paddle, folded neatly in half. It read;/p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"'Well done, my dear. I am so proud of you. I had to leave you but rest assured I will find you again. Sleep well. There is a present in the third draw I would like you to try on for me. Blaise.'/p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"Excited beyond measure, Ginny threw the note down and wrenched open the draw, finding it surprisingly empty. Inside there was just one object. About four inches long and an inch wide, deep black, with a wide handle for use. Ginny shivered as she dropped the sheet, anticipation pulsing through her…/p
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p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"Snape stood behind his desk, a stack of marked papers on his right and a larger tower of unmarked ones on his left. Damn that Weasley girl, he thought to himself, feeling the same fission of temptation spark through his groin. She was just so beautiful, with perfectly rounded buttocks that he had so loved to touch. Already his member was swelling as he thought about her and the room swam before his eyes as he started to reminisce. It was such a shame he had had to lie and say he had been with other students. Throughout his career there had been offers, girls often decide they want an older man at that age. But none had tempted him like this one. She was wild, and passionate and knew what she wanted./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"'God dammit' Snape muttered to himself, setting the quill down and looking over the desks of the dudgeon, when Ginny opened the large oak doors, quietly shutting them behind her. There was a heavy silence as he stared at her, adoration written all over his face, with lust written all over hers. He could see her breasts heaving from her erratic breathing – the familiar flush over her cheeks betraying her arousal. Silently she moved a desk and positioned it in front of the doors as a barrier. Then she began to walk towards him, her steps echoing around the room, almost as loud as his heart beat./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"She stood in front of his desk and simply began to undress, first her jumper and blouse, then her skirt and shoes, until she was left in a black lace bra and briefs, and the knee high socks he loved so much. Leaning forwards so he could see down her bra, she grabbed his face and kissed him, their tongues fighting for dominance in which she was easily overcome. He fisted her hair and pulled her face tight to his, reaching to grab a handful of breast./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"Ginny moaned at his touch and bit his lip, causing him to growl. All of a sudden he pulled away, releasing her. Scared of rejection, she didn't dare move. Snape could see the fear in her face. She quivered wonderfully, her eyes as round as saucers as she stared up at him. Never breaking eye contact he stood and moved around the desk until he was behind her and she was forced to look over her shoulder to hold his smoldering gaze. Aroused beyond belief he allowed his clothed cock to push against her, the roughness of the lace giving him the smallest amount of satisfaction. The Weasley girl merely whimpered and pushed back towards him./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"Swiftly he brought a palm down on her buttock, creating a beautiful red mark. She bucked against the rough treatment, crying out. 'You're so sexy,' Snape said gruffly, feeling himself swell with desire./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"Ginny stood and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her breasts against his hard chest. 'Let me show you how good I can be,' she whispered into his ear, biting his ear lobe. He merely nodded, his breathing coming hard and fast as Ginny undid his belt with a deft yank and pulled out his throbbing cock. She continued to kiss him whilst her hands ran up and down his member, gently teasing him until she felt his hands undo her bra. It fell to the ground, releasing her breasts. Bending so that her hand was still on him, he bit and sucked at her nipples, using his fingers to tease the erect peaks with little pinches, eliciting those delightful cries that he loved to hear./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"Ginny got on her knees and engulfed his warm cock in her little mouth. He was salty and she swallowed every drop of him, using her tongue to touch every inch. 'Ginny, oh gods, Ginny,' he cried, thrusting backwards and forwards against her willing face. She greedily sucked on him, using her small hand to pump the base whilst he gripped onto her hair. Gently she started to push two fingers into her slick opening, humming deliciously on his large head. 'Stand up!' he panted, and forced her over to the wall, where he knelt and ripped the scrap of lace from her body. Diving in between her legs, his forced his tongue into her sweet wet core, feeling her hump his face./p
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p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"Ginny could hardly believe what was happening. The cold stone wall of the dungeon froze her back as the professor licked at her centre, his thumb thrumming over her clit, again and again and again. 'Oh yes professor, please more!' she shouted, not caring who heard her. Grabbing fistfuls of her own breast, she felt herself climax, calling out Snapes name in oblivion. He stood, cupping her face with his hands and leaning his forehead against hers. 'I want you Ginny,' he murmured raggedly, their breath mingling, 'I need you, please, please baby.' He thrust against her, the smallest part of him touching her soaked folds./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"'I'm yours,' Ginny whispered, guiding his hand to her back entrance where Blaise's present nestled tightly between her cheeks, 'I'm yours whatever way you want me, wherever you want me.' She kissed him again, feeling him lift her thighs around his waist before he thrust into her./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"She screamed deliciously, the classroom echoing with her orgasm as he bounced her against the wall, panting into her neck. He was so big he filled her completely, stretching her in a way Blaise hadn't. It was pure bliss./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"She pushed him to the floor and then lowered herself slowly onto to his massive length, watching his eyes widen as she stretched to accommodate him. 'You are the most beautiful witch I have ever seen!' he cried as he pumped up into her, Ginny circling her hips so he hit her G-spot. Her skin was wet with sweat as she felt herself tightening and she screamed as he rubbed her clit. It was too much and he came with her, roughly seizing her breasts in ecstasy./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"She lay on his chest as he slipped out of her, both their bodies warm and comfortable in the coolness of the dungeon. Snape felt the regret of his temptation like a cold knife but ignored it. Instead he kissed her forehead sweetly. 'Never make me wait that long again,' he growled, and her sweet laugh filled the air./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 108%;"strongThank you for reading! As always, r+r!/strong/p