Over the Edge
Title: Over the Edge
Team Name: Death Eaters
Word Count: 100 x 7
Rating: NC-17 -- You've been warned.
Challenge: The Senses
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own these marvelous characters, but here's a preview of what I'd do with them if I did. Muahaha.
A/N: Second post! And in one week! I think this challenge is calling to me because I've got several different plot bunnies bouncing around, just waiting to be released. Anyways, as you can see, this bit of drabbles is rated NC-17... believe me, there is a reason, so please read with caution.
-Part 1-
Hermione entered the Potions room only to find it was completely empty. A soft click came from the door that led to Snape’s office as he closed it and turned towards her.
Mustering up all of her courage, Hermione walked towards him seductively. She began, “Hello sir, I was told you wanted to see me?” The thought of what they could be doing since they were alone consumed her, causing her to bite her lip in restraint.
Snape looked down his nose at her with an unreadable, yet seemingly indifferent, expression. “Yes Miss. Granger, I wanted to discuss-”
Hermione cut him off by grabbing his neck and bringing his lips to hers. His tension against her subsided into slight relaxation.
-Part 2-
This lasted only a brief moment before Severus’ hands forced her away from him. Exasperated, he fumbled over his words. “What the bloody hell was that all about?”
“Oh come on Severus. You and I both know that you think of me as more than a student.” The use of his first name made his brow furrow, but before he could chastise her, she continued. “Don’t think I don’t notice those sideways glances in the Great Hall and in class.” She paused and cocked her head, “ I know you want me; but not as much as I want you.”
-Part 3-
It took several moments for Severus to truly realize what she had revealed, and as much as it pained him, he replied as he should, “Miss. Granger, I apologize if you’ve misconstrued my thoughts and intentions in regards to yourself, as you obviously have. I must tell you that you’re very wrong with your notation of me ‘wanting you’.”
Hermione stepped in front of him so that her curves were pressed against his chest. “Is that so?”
“Do not tempt me Hermione.” Snape replied with closed eyes.
Leaning against him further, rising on her toes, Hermione whispered, “Too late,” in Severus’ ear as she reached down with one hand and grasped his crotch.
-Part 4-
This caused him to suck in a quick breath of air as he unconsciously threw his head back. After a good half a second, he grabbed both of her wrists tightly in his hands.
Then, in one swift movement he had her pinned up against the nearest wall with her arms above her head. He closed the gap between their bodies; grinding his hips, and his growing erection, into her own.
“This is your final warning: Don’t-fuck-with-me.” Snape enunciated each word to ensure her understanding.
Hermione replied by wrapping one leg around his. She then lightly kissed up his jaw line to his ear and lightly whispered, “What if that’s what I want?”
-Part 5-
She could tell she had caught his attention by the deep, warm exhale she felt against her neck.
Following a moment of silence, Severus brought his face to hers to a point where their lips were almost touching. There was a brief moment of hesitation before he allowed contact again. This kiss was much deeper and passionate. Their tongues began exploring the others’ mouths subtly with gentle massages.
Severus slid his hands, which had been holding Hermione’s above her head, down her arms, down her sides, and rested upon her waist. Hermione wrapped one hand around his neck in order to pull him deeper into the kiss, while resting the other upon his chest lightly.
-Part 6-
It was only a matter of time before all articles of clothing were discarded onto the floor.
Severus had given up with self restraint the moment she cupped his loins. With the rate at which Hermione was pushing him mentally and physically, he didn’t stand a chance regardless.
Hermione was underneath of him, and both were atop his desk. If their thrusting hips weren’t erotic enough, the mixed sound of his deep growl and her soft moaning would’ve been enough to keep Severus hard.
-Part 7-
He yearned for this moment since her 5th year. She’d always been the object of his desire; as he unknowingly had been to her all these years as well.
The sound of her begging for him to pick up his pace, and the feel of her inner walls tightening and releasing around him, caused his release. As he poured into her depths, Severus gently collapsed over Hermione’s body.
He pushed her hair away from her ear and whispered, “Is that what you were expecting?”
He felt her grin against his cheek as she softly replied, “No that was much better.”
Team Name: Death Eaters
Word Count: 100 x 7
Rating: NC-17 -- You've been warned.
Challenge: The Senses
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own these marvelous characters, but here's a preview of what I'd do with them if I did. Muahaha.
A/N: Second post! And in one week! I think this challenge is calling to me because I've got several different plot bunnies bouncing around, just waiting to be released. Anyways, as you can see, this bit of drabbles is rated NC-17... believe me, there is a reason, so please read with caution.
-Part 1-
Hermione entered the Potions room only to find it was completely empty. A soft click came from the door that led to Snape’s office as he closed it and turned towards her.
Mustering up all of her courage, Hermione walked towards him seductively. She began, “Hello sir, I was told you wanted to see me?” The thought of what they could be doing since they were alone consumed her, causing her to bite her lip in restraint.
Snape looked down his nose at her with an unreadable, yet seemingly indifferent, expression. “Yes Miss. Granger, I wanted to discuss-”
Hermione cut him off by grabbing his neck and bringing his lips to hers. His tension against her subsided into slight relaxation.
-Part 2-
This lasted only a brief moment before Severus’ hands forced her away from him. Exasperated, he fumbled over his words. “What the bloody hell was that all about?”
“Oh come on Severus. You and I both know that you think of me as more than a student.” The use of his first name made his brow furrow, but before he could chastise her, she continued. “Don’t think I don’t notice those sideways glances in the Great Hall and in class.” She paused and cocked her head, “ I know you want me; but not as much as I want you.”
-Part 3-
It took several moments for Severus to truly realize what she had revealed, and as much as it pained him, he replied as he should, “Miss. Granger, I apologize if you’ve misconstrued my thoughts and intentions in regards to yourself, as you obviously have. I must tell you that you’re very wrong with your notation of me ‘wanting you’.”
Hermione stepped in front of him so that her curves were pressed against his chest. “Is that so?”
“Do not tempt me Hermione.” Snape replied with closed eyes.
Leaning against him further, rising on her toes, Hermione whispered, “Too late,” in Severus’ ear as she reached down with one hand and grasped his crotch.
-Part 4-
This caused him to suck in a quick breath of air as he unconsciously threw his head back. After a good half a second, he grabbed both of her wrists tightly in his hands.
Then, in one swift movement he had her pinned up against the nearest wall with her arms above her head. He closed the gap between their bodies; grinding his hips, and his growing erection, into her own.
“This is your final warning: Don’t-fuck-with-me.” Snape enunciated each word to ensure her understanding.
Hermione replied by wrapping one leg around his. She then lightly kissed up his jaw line to his ear and lightly whispered, “What if that’s what I want?”
-Part 5-
She could tell she had caught his attention by the deep, warm exhale she felt against her neck.
Following a moment of silence, Severus brought his face to hers to a point where their lips were almost touching. There was a brief moment of hesitation before he allowed contact again. This kiss was much deeper and passionate. Their tongues began exploring the others’ mouths subtly with gentle massages.
Severus slid his hands, which had been holding Hermione’s above her head, down her arms, down her sides, and rested upon her waist. Hermione wrapped one hand around his neck in order to pull him deeper into the kiss, while resting the other upon his chest lightly.
-Part 6-
It was only a matter of time before all articles of clothing were discarded onto the floor.
Severus had given up with self restraint the moment she cupped his loins. With the rate at which Hermione was pushing him mentally and physically, he didn’t stand a chance regardless.
Hermione was underneath of him, and both were atop his desk. If their thrusting hips weren’t erotic enough, the mixed sound of his deep growl and her soft moaning would’ve been enough to keep Severus hard.
-Part 7-
He yearned for this moment since her 5th year. She’d always been the object of his desire; as he unknowingly had been to her all these years as well.
The sound of her begging for him to pick up his pace, and the feel of her inner walls tightening and releasing around him, caused his release. As he poured into her depths, Severus gently collapsed over Hermione’s body.
He pushed her hair away from her ear and whispered, “Is that what you were expecting?”
He felt her grin against his cheek as she softly replied, “No that was much better.”