Within and Without

Nine

A/N:
*Warning lots of smut*

------------------Hermione-----------

She never had experienced anything that felt as good as Severus's mouth on her pussy. As she came up from her haze, Hermione drew his face close to hers and kissed him deeply. Tasting her essence on his tongue, this knowledge somehow makes the act even more intimate. He moaned, and pulled her body close to his with very little effort. "Wait," he breathed, resting his forehead against hers. And when she gave him a little pout, he chuckled. "Well Hermione, I want us to be on the same page before we engage in anything too serious."

"You mean more than having your tongue in my ass?" She quipped, nipping at his neck. Even without looking she could tell he blushed. But at her nips he growled and forced her into another powerful kiss. "Severus...."

His hands were pulling at her lingerie, freeing her tits and causing her nipples to harden even more. And his hands, Merlin, they seemed like they were everywhere, Hermione could barely keep up with each grope or caress. "Cheeky witch, if I take you this way, you're mine you know?" His voice is deep, seductive, and yet, clearly awaiting her consent.

There was no hesitation on Hermione's part, "And you are mine," she declared, a moment of tenderness as brown and black eyes stared into one another's depths seeing care and acceptance. And then that moment was gone as both witch and wizard rapidly removed the remaining clothing from each other. "Oh fuck, so full...." Hermione hissed as soon as his lengthy cock found its way into her moist sheath.

Severus too found himself left awed by finally being inside his house guest. "Merlin, you're tight. And hot. You feel so damn good," he praised.

Hermione would have smirked; however, her mouth was agape in a loud moan. "Ohhhh shit......yessss..."

Severus growled, "Keep talking, girl. Keep saying that filth of yours."

He pulled out a little, slowly, and read her every expression. Her eyelids fluttered, her mouth gaped. "I can feel every inch of your cock." He continued pulling out slowly. Her brows creased. "Don't leave me. Don't leave my cunt. I want it full of you. Fuck me, fuck me hard with your cock."

Slower this time, he pushed up inside her again.

"Yes, that's it! Right there. I feel it, I feel it," she cried.

When he was fully inside her again, she clung to his shoulders and lifted her legs up, curling them around him and pressing herself back against the wall. "I want you to drive into me. I want you to drive through my cunt hard."

Severus pulled out and forced every inch of his cock back into her with determined brutality. "Like that?"

It hurt and she threw her head back with the force of it. "Yes! Just like that!"

He did it again, right up against her cervix, cramming every thick, hard inch of himself into her. "Just. Like. That?" he grunted, his words propelled out with the force of his thrust.

"Yes! Again! Oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

"Am I hurting you?" He drove forward, knowing he would.

"Yes," she nodded, face scrunched from a mixture of pleasure and pain reaching her brain's receptors.

He paused, his concern shining through the murkiness of their shared lust. "Do you like it hurting?" But her emphatic 'Yes.' Made everything more than okay. In fact, Severus Snape was smirking now. "You're even more fascinating than I thought, Miss Granger." He drove in again, harder than ever, making her back scrape along the wall, making her cunt absorb him, making her body take and take.

Hermione's nails dug into his flesh as she moaned directly into the powerful wizard's ear. "I love it. I love it. I love your cock."

Chuckling darkly, Severus shared her sentiment. "Good ... because I find I rather like your cunt."

Those words caused an excited flare to wash over her. "Say that again," She half demanded, half begged.

Severus delivered the next lines in an insidious, sultry tone, "I love your cunt, Miss Granger. I want to bury myself in your tight, hot cunt and stay there."

Hermione couldn't hide her shiver. "Then do it, do it, do it." He plowed relentlessly back and forth now, filling her, letting her wet flesh relinquish him then thrusting hard back up to embed himself inside her time and time again. She whined, clawing at him, giving him her mouth which he attacked voraciously just as his cock inhabited her body. And suddenly, -finally, they both crested at the same time howling into the room as they came.

Hermione breathed heavily, clinging to him still in the aftermath. She was vaguely aware of his lips pressing kisses along her dewy flesh and smiling as she pulled him into a sweet kiss. "Hermione, you must know how much I...ahh!" Severus suddenly gasped, hissing as he clutched his arm.

No. Not now. He couldn't be summoning him now?!

But he obviously was and Hermione watched with a sunken heart as Snape morphed into Death Eater mode. His robes flew to his body as he dressed himself with the aid of magic. "Be safe," she offered weakly as he slid his mask onto his face. It was a terrifying image, one so at odds with what they just shared and yet, she knew that this was the same man's who's semen dried on her thighs. And even after he apparated away Hermione stared at the space he occupied feeling cold.