Chapter 30: The Refined Complexities Of Sexual Involvement

{A/N: Here's another update...Happy Birthday Severus Snape...sorry for the delays work was quite hectic and thus I was much too tired to put out new chapters...}

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The Bedroom, Snape's Quarters, Slytherin Dungeons, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...

Slowly the apparent bliss of having slumbered following an round of strenuous sexual activity began to ebb away as Potions Professor Severus Snape found himself rousing to the most infuriating sound of his name being called but an equally infuriating old man with hostile blue eyes. Snape groaned allowing his mind to adjust to the interruption of his sleep all the while noting a consistent warmth beside him and the oddest sensation of having been drained of ever ounce of his seed and left with relative soreness. He made a mental note that skipping his sexual encounters with Hermione Granger was not an ideal thing to do and that the consequences were quite painstaking.

"SEVERUS!" growled the voice of the rather furious Headmaster as his unnerving blue gaze fell upon the younger raven haired wizard.

"Bloody hell what is it this time old man?" grumbled Snape sitting up in bed and finding that he'd been still quite naked from his encounter with the equally naked young witch rousing from her own bout of slumber as well.

"What is the meaning of your skipping out on a class..." began Dumbledore before noting the young witch trying her best to shield her naked form from the collective view of both Professors.

"Oh...I see." said Dumbledore stopping in his tracks. "I didn't realize that you and Miss Granger were due to...my apologies Severus."

Snape rolled his eyes noting how easily the old man seemed to let go of his hostility but he had known all too well that it was only due to the girl's presence and that the Headmaster meant to continue giving him a piece of his no doubt deranged mind at a later date.

Snape sighed leaning back against the headboard as The Headmaster took his leave of the newly weds not wishing to add to the young witch's embarrassment.

"We need to discuss some kind of...arrangement." said Snape despite his loathing of the subject of his forced couplings with his student turned wife.

Hermione nodded in agreement still pulling the sheet up over her youthful breasts. Snape rolled his eyes at her idiotic attempt at modesty this late in the game. He had after all been privy to the look of them due to their previous encounter. It had taken quite a bit for him to ignore the images of her naked and writhing beneath him while she sat in his class beside Potter of all people taking notes and going about her school hour as if nothing had ever occurred between them.

"W-When do you wish to discuss...our arrangement." she asked trying her best not to note just how sticky her bare flesh felt from the mix of sweat and the left over evidence of their sexual act.

She tried her best not to wince as she briefly recalled the sensation of the man beside her having thrust his well hidden appendage between her thighs and given her a mind bending experience of unyielding pleasure and pain in a single afternoon.

Snape seemed quite aware of her relative discomfort and sighed.

"Miss Granger...Hermione...I suggest you make use of that pain potion beside you on the table to keep from having to endure...such discomfort." he said evenly. "You are not only not accustomed to intercourse of any kind and my relative...size doesn't make our forced coupling any less difficult."

Hermione had not been sure she had heard him correctly although she guessed that he had been keeping her in the dark about his appendage for a reason. He had seen all of her naked before his very piercing eyes of rich obsidian and yet she knew little about his body.

"How is it that you've seen all of me naked and you manage to conceal yourself?" she asked rather randomly.

Snape arched a brow at this.

"You are curious about my cock." he said observing the blush on her cheeks when he said those words and rolled his eyes. "Still a foolish child I see."

"I'm not a child any longer!" said Hermione angered by her husband's dismissal of her and her curiosities. "I am merely curious...you...well when we were...intimate you felt quite large...and...well I am curious to know if I was right...I mean I am your wife and it's kind of odd that I don't hardly anything about you."

Snape rolled his eyes at her annoying logic.

"Seeing my cock is not going to give you inside information about me..."he said before turning his attention toward the far wall. "It appears our forced coupling is at an end...now get out."

Hermione sighed in a combination of disappointment and annoyance as she scrambled to get out of the angry wizard's bed. She still found it difficult to move with the ache between her legs but she willed herself to quickly dress and storm out of the rather brutish git's quarters if only to have some peace from his harsh words and piercing eyes seemingly looking down on her despite any attempt she made to get him to see her as more than just some silly girl fate had chosen to lump in the worst of predicaments with him.

The Potions Master said nothing as the girl stormed out not even as he noted her obvious pain as she had forgotten to take the pain potion with her when she had gone. He rolled his eyes at her insolence.

"Stupid girl." he muttered more so to himself as he looked down at the mess they had made of his bed over the duration of their act. "Fucking stupid girl."

There was a slight twitch in his overly used cock from just the thought of her naked form shuffling about the room just before she had taken her leave of him. Snape did his best to push away the image.

"She knows not what she has asked of me." he said staring down at his hands as they clinched when his cock returned to life at the thought of his most recent coupling with his young wife. "Stupid girl."

Severus Snape sighed trying his best to bury the images of his sorted past and the man he had been before being lured into the ranks of the Order Of Phoenix. Many young and idiotic girls like her had fallen victim to his rather dark lust their screams still echoed in his mind whenever he had been alone in the darkness of his private quarters. He cared for nothing then and took his pleasures in the face of their agony citing it as a much sweeter aspect of his skillful conquests.

Being the son of Tobias Snape did not help him in this regard, the tragic vile traits of the muggle man that made his life a living hell since before he could remember were rampant in him and made his death eater status so much easier to believe.

No, Hermione Granger wasn't the first virgin Gryffindor witch to fall victim to the lure of his enormous appendage, but she would be the last as he held no illusions as to how the inevitable war would play and he had hoped there would be something of the idiotic girl left to salvage once it was all said and done.