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lrthunder82Title: Ideas Come In The Strangest Forms
Author: LRThunder
Pairing: Severus/Hermione
Word Count: 442
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Challenge: Day 16 Kink: Narratophilia and Pairing prompt: Severus/Hermione
Author's Notes: A role reversal of sorts for Hermione and Severus, with Hermione being the angry one, and Severus having the calming effect.
Usually, it was Severus that was in a foul temper. Whenever students or other teachers saw him like that, they usually scattered. They,would pity the dunderhead that was slow enough to suffer his wrath. Only two people were able to calm him: Albus and Hermione.
Yet, it was his wife that was now in the terrible mood. She stormed into their quarters, a piece of parchment clutched in her hand. Severus looked up from the book he was reading. "Is something the matter, Hermione?"
She scowled. "Yes. Do you recognize this handwriting?"
She handed the parchment to him, but he barely had time to look at it before she snatched it back. Without waiting for a response, she began to read, "Professor Granger-Snape has a hot body. I wonder what it looks like naked."
Severus knew he should be angry at the writer for disrespecting his wife like that, but he felt another strange emotion: arousal.
Hermione continued reading, her voice growing louder with each word. "'I would like to throw her down onto a bed, strip her naked, and fuck her pussy until we both came. Then, I would tie her hands above her head and fuck her some more.'
"'Then I would position my body and fuck her mouth until she swallowed every last bit of me.'" Disgusted, Hermione threw the parchment to the floor. "Expulsion is too good for this pervert. I think we should turn him over to Argus to do with as he pleases."
Severus struggled to hide his arousal. He knew her revenge could be clever and nasty, so he had to find another way. He put his book down, stood and embraced Hermione. "I have a better idea. Let's treat that letter as a suggestion."
She pulled away. "What?"
He smirked. "I think we should do as the writer says. I'm going to pick you up, throw you on the bed and ravage you in the manner the writer suggested."
Hermione shrieked with surprise as he followed through with his promise. Moans, cries and screams soon followed as Severus fucked his wife. There would be plenty of time later to find and punish the writer, but he had better things to do right now, like making sure Hermione came.
Later, they remained in bed, cuddling. "I don't think either of us had shagged like that before. Did those words arouse you?" Hermione asked.
Severus wasn't the type to blush, although his voice usually softened as an equivalent. "Yes."
She grinned. "Then perhaps I can find something more suitable and less demeaning to me for you to listen to."
Severus was looking forward to that.
Author: LRThunder
Pairing: Severus/Hermione
Word Count: 442
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Challenge: Day 16 Kink: Narratophilia and Pairing prompt: Severus/Hermione
Author's Notes: A role reversal of sorts for Hermione and Severus, with Hermione being the angry one, and Severus having the calming effect.
Usually, it was Severus that was in a foul temper. Whenever students or other teachers saw him like that, they usually scattered. They,would pity the dunderhead that was slow enough to suffer his wrath. Only two people were able to calm him: Albus and Hermione.
Yet, it was his wife that was now in the terrible mood. She stormed into their quarters, a piece of parchment clutched in her hand. Severus looked up from the book he was reading. "Is something the matter, Hermione?"
She scowled. "Yes. Do you recognize this handwriting?"
She handed the parchment to him, but he barely had time to look at it before she snatched it back. Without waiting for a response, she began to read, "Professor Granger-Snape has a hot body. I wonder what it looks like naked."
Severus knew he should be angry at the writer for disrespecting his wife like that, but he felt another strange emotion: arousal.
Hermione continued reading, her voice growing louder with each word. "'I would like to throw her down onto a bed, strip her naked, and fuck her pussy until we both came. Then, I would tie her hands above her head and fuck her some more.'
"'Then I would position my body and fuck her mouth until she swallowed every last bit of me.'" Disgusted, Hermione threw the parchment to the floor. "Expulsion is too good for this pervert. I think we should turn him over to Argus to do with as he pleases."
Severus struggled to hide his arousal. He knew her revenge could be clever and nasty, so he had to find another way. He put his book down, stood and embraced Hermione. "I have a better idea. Let's treat that letter as a suggestion."
She pulled away. "What?"
He smirked. "I think we should do as the writer says. I'm going to pick you up, throw you on the bed and ravage you in the manner the writer suggested."
Hermione shrieked with surprise as he followed through with his promise. Moans, cries and screams soon followed as Severus fucked his wife. There would be plenty of time later to find and punish the writer, but he had better things to do right now, like making sure Hermione came.
Later, they remained in bed, cuddling. "I don't think either of us had shagged like that before. Did those words arouse you?" Hermione asked.
Severus wasn't the type to blush, although his voice usually softened as an equivalent. "Yes."
She grinned. "Then perhaps I can find something more suitable and less demeaning to me for you to listen to."
Severus was looking forward to that.
