Becoming Familiar with a Man of Misery

Chapter 34 ~ A Change in Lesson Plans

Hermione was slightly amused when Severus shifted into his ‘Professor’ or ‘teaching’ voice. Actually, it turned her on, since it took her back to her days as his rather randy student. So naturally she began to act like a student again. She cut him off.

“Severus…call me, Miss Granger, like I am your student,” she breathed.

“You’d like that?” he asked, knowing the answer was yes or she wouldn’t have suggested it, but he just wanted to hear her say it, the little wanton.

“Yes,” she said, her eyes liquid at the idea of playing out a fantasy, “I’d like it very much.”

Severus went silent for a moment as he considered the witch, holding his cock erect in her small hand, staring at him, waiting for a reply. Gods, she was so fucking hot and willing to learn.

“Only if you address me as ‘Professor’ and ‘Sir,'” Severus replied, his cock throbbing in her hand visibly.

“Yes, sir,” she replied.

Oh yes, that was good. He fell into teaching mode.

“First, Miss Granger, due to your lack of skill and experience in sucking a cock properly, I will instruct you on the proper administration and technique of the act known as fellatio. As brilliant as you are, your intellect will have no bearing on this. Even an idiot can perform fellatio brilliantly once she gets the gist of it. So, shut down that brain of yours,” he said rather gruffly.

“Yes sir,” Hermione replied.

“Now, Miss Granger, if you examine my rather large tool, you will see that there is no way that you can possibly swallow it whole. It is simply too large,” he said.

Hermione made a big production of examining the Potions Master’s cock, turning it this way and that, running her hands up and down it, making him hiss and groan in the process.

“It certainly is veiny, sir,” she commented, smirking a bit as he panted and fought to regain his composure. After a moment he continued, his nostrils flared.

“That’s because it is engorged with blood, Miss Granger, and is anticipating your hot little mouth wrapped around it. Although cocks have no brains to speak of, they do have a mind of their own,” he replied, helplessly thrusting up a little. “Now, don’t interrupt, Miss Granger. You have the annoying habit of speaking when you need to be listening. However, filling your mouth with my cock will settle that little habit admirably.”

Hermione wondered if he ever thought of that solution when she was his student. Probably not. He wasn’t interested in her then. But still, it was a yummy thought.

“Yes sir. I will listen, sir,” she responded.

“Good. Now as I was saying, my cock is too large for you to swallow, so you will have to use other means to stimulate me fully, emulating the swallowing, if you will. Your hands are small, so you will have to use both of them to encircle me fully.”

Hermione immediately wrapped her other hand around his cock.

“Like this, Professor?” she asked him as Severus shuddered a little.

“Miss Granger, you are getting a head of yourself!” he said severely, “Listen! I will tell you when to do what! Honestly, you are a very thick young lady.”

Hermione trembled at his scolding. Circe, she liked this.

“Sorry, Professor,” she said in a small voice. Severus noticed this.

“So, she likes to be yelled at, eh?” he thought, “I wonder what else she likes?”

“Miss Granger, if you do not follow my instructions precisely, I will spank you soundly,” he said sharply, an eyebrow arching slightly as he watched her response. She shuddered and practically came on herself.

“As soon as I get loose, that is,” he added.

Hermione looked ready to let him loose right now after the spanking comment. But she had a cock to suck. That took precedence. Still…a spanking…by Severus…gods.

“Yes Professor,” Hermione gasped, her voice quivering.

Severus decided he would spank the witch even if she did follow his instructions. He’d like to see what would happen. Would be a good punishment for her biting him as well.

“Now, look at the tip of my cock. Do you see the discharge there? That is pre-cum. Taste it and familiarize yourself with it,” he said, tensing slightly.

Hermione looked at the thick, murky droplet on the head of his cock, and experimentally flicked her tongue across it, drawing it into her mouth. Severus thought he might come right then and drew in a deep breath as his hips bucked.

“Damn,” he breathed as the witch looked at him, her eyes narrowed as she licked her lips sensually.

She didn’t have a problem with that…which meant she probably wouldn’t have one with swallowing his release when the time came. A huge drop of pre-cum quickly replaced what Hermione licked off his tip.

“How did that taste, Miss Granger?” he asked, his eyes glittering at her hungrily.

“A little salty, sticky…goooood,” she said in a low, sexy voice. Again, Severus’ hips bucked.

“Miss Granger! You are being purposely wanton! Stop that immediately or this lesson will be over before it is started!” he snarled at her, making her quiver.

She immediately put on the face of innocence.

“I’m sorry sir,” she said, again in a small, submissive voice that made Severus’ cock throb. Gods, if only he were loose. He’d teach her hands on. It was worth a try.

“Miss Granger, would you like to make your learning experience truly memorable?” he asked her gruffly.

“Why, yes sir,” she replied, her brows furrowing. “What do you have in mind?”

He tried to keep the lust he felt concealed behind a mask of calm.

“I can tell you what to do, correcting your mistakes as we go, or I can assist you in getting it right the first time with a little hands on guidance…but that is only possible if you release me,” he said silkily. “But I warn you, I am not patient. I like my cock sucked properly. I will be putting you to work if you release me.”

Hermione’s belly did flip-flops. Hands on guidance? Did that mean he would…oh gods…he’d physically direct her? Hermione’s masochistic nature did cartwheels. Severus could see the hunger

“I might have to force your mouth over me a few times to teach you the correct motion,” he hissed at her, feeding her dark urge to be dominated, “could you handle that kind of treatment, Miss Granger? If not, leave me tied up and learn a safer, tamer, less challenging way,” he sneered at her, hoping his psychological attack would work on her.

It did.

Hermione’s masochistic nature was already begging her to let him loose, her libido was on high, but he closed by setting off her Gryffindor pride by his insinuation that she’d avoid a challenge. The witch HAD to let him loose to show him she could handle it. So Severus effectively turned the tables on their night. He would have his way with her like he usually did…but Hermione won a victory too, by breaking through his reluctance to indulge her and destroying another one of his issues. She had made him concede and that was a biggie.

Hermione would have been proud of herself if she could think straight. But she had her eyes locked to his, and that look of promise that contorted his face. Where the hell was her wand?

Hermione scrambled off the Potions Master, grabbed her wand off the night table and released him, her breasts rising and falling with excitement. The Potions Master sat up and rubbed his wrists for a moment, as if his circulation had been cut off, but it hadn’t. He was just building up the drama.

“You will do exactly as I say, Miss Granger. Exactly. Am I making myself clear?” he said, scowling up at the witch.

“Yes sir,” Hermione said, creaming herself at the command in his voice. He sounded so much like he did in his classroom.

Severus slid out the bed and towered over the witch, looking down at her severely.

“Put your wand down and sit on the edge of the bed,” he commanded.

Hermione quickly dropped her wand on the table and sat down on the edge of the bed, her knees together. Severus looked at her imperiously for a moment, then with his foot kicked her feet apart, and stepped in close. He stood directly in front of her, his cock at face level.

“Now, let’s begin this lesson again,” Severus growled, wrapping his fist in her hair tightly.

Merlin.

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A/N: All right. I wrote a little more. Hope you all don’t mind the time I’m taking with the prep for this particular lemon. I feel a little off my game…but I’m working at it. Please review.

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Becoming Familiar with a Man of Misery
by Ruth Solomon

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