Daydreams of Desire

Devilish Designs

Hermione rested on her elbows as she watched her Professor reach between her legs and pet the soft skin that hid her clit from view. Her breath caught and she released it in a moan. She knew it was just a shared dream between them. But it felt so real.

She could feel the dip of the bed from his added weight. She could feel his bare hand as it slid up her thigh, the warmth of his skin touching hers. It was almost more than she could bear. When he leant down and placed a kiss on her inner thigh, she cried out in anticipation.

"Oh, Merlin!" She fell back on the pillow, breathing heavily. "What in the world are you doing to me? How can I feel this so deeply?"

Slowly, Severus crawled over her until his face was level with hers, his eyes searching. "I am going to teach you this power. It is a step further than simple Legilimency. But it will take determination and discipline on your part."

He leaned down and softly touched his lips to hers. She opened her mouth, and he used it to his advantage, snaking his tongue in to ravage hers. Her reaction was to cling to him, kissing him back with all the passion he was showing her.

She felt inexperienced and clumsy. He was a master in everything. The way he touched, the way he moved. Everything about him held her captivated. Even the way his naked, hard body brushed hers held her enthralled.

He pulled away and met her eyes again, questioning. "Are you willing to be my student in this, my beautiful know-it-all? Are you ready for me to teach you how to go beyond simply being an accomplished witch?"

At that moment she was so desperate for his continued touches, she would have promised him her firstborn child if he'd asked it of her. She reached out and hesitantly ran her fingers through his silken ebony tresses. "Teach me, Severus," she whispered softly. "Teach me everything. I promise to be your best student."

His eyes darkened, and the desire she saw in them stunned her. "My little know-it-all . . . in this, you will be my only student." His lips claimed hers then, and she shuddered when his groin pressed suggestively against her moist heat.

He didn't move enough to actually enter her, but she had felt the head of his cock just there, giving her a taste of what was to come.

Gasping, she lifted her hips to graze his. He growled low in his throat and lifted his face to smile down at her. She stared at the beauty of his face, transformed by a smile she'd never seen from him before.

When he spoke again, she heard his voice in her mind but he did not move his lips. "First lesson, Miss Granger: open your mind to me."

Her expression turned to one of confusion. "But my mind is open. I don't understand."

He tilted his head, and his eyes seemed to grow even darker as his voice once again filled her head. "You are receptive." He once again spoke in her mind. "But there is still a barrier here." He pressed his forefinger to her temple.

"You let me into the edges of your mind, Hermione," he whispered, once again speaking aloud. "But if you open yourself up you will feel not just your sensations . . . but mine as well."

He leant down and touched his forehead to hers, barely brushing the tips of her breasts with his bare chest in a teasing manner. "Can you imagine? It would be an overload of sensation."

She moaned and moved to press her lips to his before asking, "Show me how?"

He captured her lips again in yet another deep, passionate kiss. Hermione opened to him eagerly and let him have full rein. She envisioned opening herself up completely to him.

Then she felt it. His consciousness flowed into her mind like a river of crystal-clear water. Suddenly she was privy to every thought, every desire; each and every sensation his mind experienced, she felt too. It was so intense it threw her into the hardest, fiercest orgasm she had ever felt.

He groaned, and she felt him shudder above her as he experienced what she was feeling. Her eyes widened, and he chuckled as he finally pushed his thickness into her moist core. "That," he half moaned, "was what I was talking about."

She couldn't respond as she felt his girth stretch her. She wrapped her legs around his hips and used her hands to pull him even closer. It was the single most explosive experience of her life. There was no describing it!

"Oh!" she exclaimed. "Oh, Professor, but how? How do we? How can it be like this?"

He chuckled and continued moving within her. "If you don't mind, I would rather answer your questions some other time. Now it is simply time to lie back and enjoy."

He brushed her cheek with his lips as a hand covered her breast, pinching and tweaking. "Right now, just feel me."

As he spoke he pulsed slowly out of her, then shoved swiftly back in. She cried out and held him more tightly, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts.

With their minds joined, she was overloaded with sensation. She felt not only her own emotions at their united touch, but also his. It felt so amazing that she gave herself over to it, opening her mind so he received her feelings as well.

He closed his eyes, arching his back even as he continued to fill her imagined self with his mind's cock. "Oh, Merlin, we feel good!" he breathed. "Can you imagine how fantastic this would feel if we were actually in the same room together?"

His words tripped her climax, and she cried out, clinging to him as fire seemed to spread from her groin to each part of her body. Overcome by the mixture of sensations, she felt herself instinctively pulling away from his link.

Looking down at her even as he began to fade from her mind's vision, he smirked. "You need to get some sleep anyway, Miss Granger. Rest well and consider carefully when and where you have your next daydream."

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Panting, Hermione sat up in her bed and looked around. Her darkened room was lit only by an enchanted candle and the moon shining in through the window. For several moments she fought to calm her breathing. She could feel him still. He was there, within her mind.

Confused, she reached out to him. Immediately she heard his calm, silky voice. "Go to sleep, pet. There will be time for more lessons later. You did very well. If I were to grade you, you would have received higher marks than you've ever been given before."

A slow smile spread across her face as she looked down at her naked body. Severus Snape was teaching her a lesson no other student in Hogwarts would ever receive. And what a lesson it was.

Instead of bothering to climb under the covers, she simply grabbed the edge of the coverlet and turned over, wrapping herself up in it.

She thanked heaven that tomorrow was Saturday. She had no reason to hop out of bed too early. In fact, the only thing she had planned was doing some research in the library. Her last thought before sleep finally truly claimed her was what kind of fantasies she could come up with in said library.

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At that moment, on the other side of the castle, Severus Snape had worked up quite a sweat. Lying flat on his bed, he pumped his stone-hard length, panting as he neared completion.

This was new to him. He had studied mind melding for years when he had been a student. He had tried it out with an exchange student in his final year, and they had taken the experience to an almost perfect level.

But when the school year ended, she had ended their affair, telling him she had no choice but to go do as her father commanded and marry the man he had chosen for her. Severus had been surprised at himself because he had felt no regret.

He had enjoyed Delilah's company. He had enjoyed exploring both real and fantasy sex with her. But she had not become anything precious to him. He had never loved her.

The truth was he had loved no one in all this time, save Lily. His heart still stuttered when he thought of her, but now it was more from regret than love. He was satisfied to be who he was and to stay alone.

The thought made him pause. That wasn't entirely true. Hermione Granger had been slowly creeping her way under his skin since her sixth year.

He had chastised himself, demanding that he think of her in the proper way, as his student. But if he was honest with himself, he had been unable to deny the subtle change she had been making from child to woman through these last years.

He groaned as release continued to elude him. He wanted her so badly he could taste it. When he had chanced to notice her daydreaming the other day, curiosity had got the best of him, and he had easily slipped undetected into her mind to see what had brought the faint stain to her cheeks.

Finding her imaginary self on his desk with his doppelganger having his wicked way with her had made him so hard he had thought if he bumped into something the damn thing would break!

But that moment, knowing that she thought of him in such a way had been too tempting to deny. She was still too young for him. He would never pursue her once she got out of school. She had too much to look forward to without being stuck with a man almost twice her age.

With a growl he gave up and stared at his painful, miserable purple cock. The tip wept with precum that just begged to be shot across the room. But he could no more find that release than he could storm into Hermione Granger's private chambers and take her hard up against the wall. It was no use!

Moving to sit on the side of his bed, he sighed in defeat. It was going to be a long night. Sleep would not come any more than ejaculation would. Standing, he went back into his bathroom and turned the faucet full-on cold. Placing the stopper in the tub, he prepared himself to soak in the cold water.

As he waited for the tub to fill, he wondered if the cold water would be enough or if he would need to add ice. Reaching down, he gripped himself again and groaned. With a wave of his hand ice cubes were added to the bath as well.

As he sank shivering into the icy abyss, he was not happy to find his erection was still as hard as it had been from the moment he had slipped into Hermione's mind.

"Damnation and bloody balls!" he muttered to himself. If he was to get no relief the entire time he was teaching her the art of mind melding, how was he to survive?

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A/N: Of course, I must give thanks and show appreciation to my WONDERFUL Beta, Su (also known as mamacita-san) She does an awesome job and I am forever in her debt!