Notes:
This is a story made by fan for fan. The world of Harry Potter does not belong to me. Plagiarism is a crime.
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PS: I'm sorry for the possible mistakes.
PS²: This fanfiction was made for the Snamione Prompts profile on Twitter.
"I wonder what they would do..." The tone of warning was palpable in Severus Snape's raspy voice. His dark eyes were even darker, his pupils completely dilated, the nostrils of his hooked nose flaring as he spoke. He stopped walking, turning his body and looking down at the woman kneeling in front of him. She wasn't facing him, her head was lowered and her long, curly hair was falling forward. He licked his thin lips at the sight, giving a sideways smile. "What would they do if they knew that the great Minister of Magic was kneeling in front of an ex-Death Eater?"
Hermione finally moved her head and looked at him. Her hair moved, revealing naked boobs and hard brown nipples. Severus's pants became even tighter.
"What would they do if they saw you looking like that for me?" He curved his body, his presence making her gasp. "What would they do, Minister?" he growled, holding her chin, their gazes locked. "Tell me!"
"They'd remove me from the position, Professor."
Severus sucked in a sharp breath; when she called him that, he felt a chill of excitation run through his belly.
"Yes, they would destroy you, Minister." He moved even closer to her and licked her neck, biting along the side of her neck, marking the skin that was beginning to darken. A shiver ran through Hermione's entire body, concentrating on a wet pussy, as she let out loud, needy moans.
"Please..." She whimpered.
"Please?"
"I need you." She moved her body closer to him, trying to get more than he was giving, but he pulled away, just enough so that she couldn't touch him, drawing a groan of frustration from the woman in front of him.
"Ah, dear Minister" He knelt in front of her, tangling his fingers in the hair at the base of her neck, pulling her head up to expose her neck. "I'll make you scream my name, I'll make you beg for me, Minister." Severus gives a low, rough laugh.
"Yes, please." She moans.
With his free hand, Severus rubs her nipple with his thumb, making her body tremble with pleasure. He moves his lips down to her nipple, sliding his wet tongue and pulling the nipple into his mouth, feeling the crinkly texture on his tongue. The hand that was on her nipple moves down to her pussy, feeling how horny she is for him.
"Do you like that, Minister? Do you like knowing that you're the whore of an ex-Death Eater?" He asks as he releases her nipple.
"Yes, I like it. I'm yours."
"Good." He plunges two fingers into her hot, wet pussy, making her moan loudly. "Say my name!" He demands.
"Severus! Fuck, Severus Snape!"
"Yes, like that, Minister." He smiles against her puffy nipple. "Who owns you?"
"You. You, Severus!"
He begins to brush her clitoris, massaging in a rhythm that drives her crazy.
"And what will your owner do to you?"
"Ruin me."
"Yes. I'm going to ruin the Minister." He promises, standing up again, and undoing his trouser belt buckle.
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