5. The Union of the Snake is on the Climb
Chapter 5 of 7
Jade_OrchidHermione wins Snape as a spoil of war. But she's not always nice.
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The Union of the Snake is on the Climb
“There’s a fine line drawing my senses together
And I think it’s about to break”
“Union of the Snake” by Duran Duran, from the album “Seven and the Ragged Tiger”
Over.
It always seems so abrupt, no matter what I do to prolong it. Though I know that often it’s because I’ve let him get the better of me with that razor tongue he has. No wonder he never had trouble cutting up potion ingredients. Everything about him is a sharp blade. Yet with a simple shift he can become softer than rain. Why does he do it, the deep laceration followed by the subservient soothing? Why, at the precise moment I show him any sign of mercy, does he spit on it and throw it back at me? I am as well as to try and uncover the mysteries of the seven wonders.
“Are you quite finished?”
His voice brings me back to reality. I look down at him, so still and spent beneath me. Sweat glosses his forehead and I can feel the aftershocks as he works to slow his breathing. His eyes bore into mine, his expression unreadable.
As I slide off his prone form he mutters: “still the same as you were in school.”
“What does that mean?”
“For someone who wanted to draw this out, you did a miserable job.”
He smirks again. That same insidious smirk.
“Eager for more, are you?” I ask with false sweetness, and grin as the smirk vanishes.
“Don’t confuse your sadism with me being a masochist,” he growls.
“Then why do you provoke me?”
“Because I keep hoping I will pound some sense into your twisted brain.”
“Speaking of pounding…” I glance provocatively down to where he is, amazingly, becoming hard again.
“Drugging me isn’t cause for flattering yourself.”
“I didn’t drug you and you damn well know it!”
“If you think for one INSTANT that I am enjoying this you can also add insane to that adjective list!” he spits.
“I think you’re running out of things to call me, Severus,” I counter. “I’m sure you’ve used that word already. Do try and be more original.”
He glares, he huffs, he moves to get up but I push him back down. “What are you doing?” he asks.
“I’m not done with you.”
A quick, calculating flicker of his eyes. I watch, searching his stony features for signs of refusal, but find none.
“Fine,” he says bitingly, bringing his arms to his sides, his eyes narrowing into seething black slits. “Go on, then. I doubt you can torture me any worse than what you have.”
Now, really, doesn’t he know better than that?
For hours I make him suffer unspeakably. I am tender, slow, sensual, as though I am seducing a lover. He obeys my every whisper, follows every lead with alacrity. But I know he must hate it. When I’ve finally stopped it is very dark outside. The moon shines in through the curtains, bathing us with her silvery purity, an austere contrast to the taint that I can almost see etched into our skin. A few swishes and flicks and we’re both clean and in fresh nightclothes. There are no more snide remarks. He looks as exhausted as I feel.
“You will sleep in my bed tonight.”
He gets up, follows me. When we are tucked under my faded quilts I draw him to me, his body sliding easily against mine. He stuns me by resting his head on my shoulder with no prompting from me, flinging an arm carelessly over my waist. He notices my stare and shrugs.
“Isn’t this what you want?” he sneers.
I don’t know which is worse—the times when he seems to know what I want, or the times when he goads me into abandoning it.
They say time is a thief. I disagree. Time has stolen nothing from me. On the contrary. It has done nothing but give. Given itself to me in large doses for me to be able to contemplate my behavior. My sanity. My guilt. My love.
Two months have passed since that day, that night. When did it all begin to change? When did he cease provoking me and start to yield to my touch? Why does he no longer look at me in anger? How can this man, this arrogant, prideful man, who used to fight me with everything he possessed, now strip at the snap of my fingers?
Of course, being the headstrong direct person that I am, I asked him.
“I told you, I have stopped trying to fight it,” he peevishly replied. “It is useless and inevitably does me more harm than good. I’ve accepted far worse fates than this.”
Well said, Severus.
I’ve never had much use for proverbs and adages. Too simplistic, too much like divination. But in light of the fact that I have gotten what I wished for, I am forced to reconsider. For as the old words of wisdom imply, I no longer want it.
I don’t know what has happened to me. It seems that nothing makes sense anymore, that everything I thought I understood has slipped through my hands and disappeared into the wind. All of the anger I felt towards him, the desire to get back at him in the most primitive and spiteful way I could think of, the callous craving for his lips, his skin… all that has tangled and twisted into knots that I can only stare at with no concept of how to untie. But somehow I must find a way. I have wandered down a path of disintegration; I have swum in the blackest of oceans. I am an emissary of darkness, and now it is time for me to make my way back to the light.
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28 Reviews | 8.89/10 Average
I think she should have punished him just a bit more. OK. A lot more. She needs more self control if she's going to properly dominate him. Put your foot down, you stupid silly girl! Always too eager to please. If you really want to make him happy, make him suffer longer. Use your imagination. It takes longer than that did just to grade one of your overly long essays. She needs a naughtiness hex cast on her!
Severus Snape would have to make everything way more complicated than simple lust and revenge. The most complicated man in the wizarding world! Well, I'm glad he liked it and I hope Hermione gets over herself and can appreciate the whole thing as the best course of action and not that shabby of a situation. She got what she wanted and she isn't perfect. Maybe this is where she grows up and realizes idealism isn't sustainable in all situations.
Change in strategy, Severus? I don't believe you would ever truly give in would you? Yet, you loved your master, Dumbledore, who treated you so much worse. He allowed you to be constantly humiliated, held your life cheaply and used you relentlessly. We'll just have to see which Severus Snape our gentle author has created.
It seems to me that he likes making her angry. He likes how she treats him when she is angry. He isn't the kind of man who just can't keep his mouth shut. Sly. He gets what he wants and makes her feel guilty for it. Damn Slytherin! How long before he breaks her and owns her? I do think he is stronger than she is. He is stronger than anyone else I've know of. He is happy to take his time, years if necessary to get what he wants.
He's up to something... How long has Hermione had him? Knowing how long it has been would help me come up with a reasonable hypothesis. As it is I am suspense and have no idea what to expect.
Poor ironic hypocrite... I feel for Severus and his angst at being powerless. However, being that he was a true bastard for years, what does he not understand here? I'm sure he believes what he is saying to Hermione, for it is true. I can't blame him for appealing to her conscience, hoping for a different outcome, but can he prove he wouldn't do the same thing if he were in Hermione's place and some mean bitch he had secretly loved was in his place? I wonder what he would do if (presto change-O!) all of the sudden he was in Hermione's place and she was in his? Even if he isn't sexually attracted to her, I'm certain he would find ways to punish her for the time he has spent under her control, even if he had loved every minute of her abuse. I'm afraid that idealism may be a victim of age and experience. Some years ago I would have been much more offended on his behalf.
this was a great story!! i loved submissive Snape, and i enjoyed how he manipulated the situation so that he was her slave. thanks for sharing. kelly :)
Yummy, and thank you very much. I am a bondage junkie, and you have provided a nice quota for the week for me.
Elura
Hi Jade,wow, I can't believe you only have two reviews (make that three)! This is by far the hottest fic I have ever read on TPP, save another one of yours- the wizard debt one that I read just before this one. You've really got a way with words- good job. I'd go plug this on Mugglenet in the Slyth common room, but I don't know if I'm allowed to...anyway, great stuff. You're on my favourites list ;)
Great story! Love the plot and the smutty goodness. Thanks for sharing it!
Awesome!
Ok Col, you were right, I did enjoy it. Loved the change of view, from Hermione to Severus, and a happy ending after all.
What a twist, Severus deserved that slap, but guilt is such a heavy burden to live with.
Well said indeed Severus,Hermione seems to be coming back to herself.
Hermione is getting, more and more loving, with Severus. even though he's protesting, it's about his freedom to choose, not the sex itself.
Is there someone or something, in her mind? she seems to be at odds with herself, about her treatment of him.
There is love there, but it's so buried ,under all that pain and guilt, on both sides, so sad.
I started reading this a little while back, and decided it's not my cup of tea, but a friend told me to give it another try so I will. a very chilling first chapter.
I'm too tired from a long exhausting day at work and have inbibed too much wine to give a truely worthy review. I'm only wondering if Severus hates this as much as he says. Or, doth he protest too much? I won't know until I see what Hermione does to him. Is it even possible she could find a way to keep him safely and happy? Being kept at all would be a trial. However, if Severus knew she was doing it because she cared about him and wanted him to have a good life would he still be able to take her offer graciously? Apparently she is going to sexually abuse him with out his consent. We will have to see how sorry we feel for our beloved postions master as we read on.
Ah the end. Well, this is truely a bloody brilliant story. I like that its not some sugary sweet story. Well done.Tamara
Hm, Interesting. Lovely Chapter. Tamara
Oh his good. I know what his up too. I can't wait to see if I'm right. Tamara
I never knew Hermione had so much I don't know if its anger or hurt or what exactly. Tamara
She wants you to want her. Duh. Tamara
It's almost like teasing. Tamara