Misson: Getting Closer!

Snape manages to get to his feet in a fittingly gracious manner. Pity, wouldn't have minded if he'd fallen face first into my lap. Oh well. On his way up though he stops to growl in my ear, "Remember, Miss Granger, you may leave any time you wish."

Ooh, tempting, Professor, very tempting, but I'm not quite done with your companions yet!

Snape slides back into his seat, and lights himself yet another cigarette. Feeling like I could do with one of those myself. Reach across the table and go to grab up packet when he catches my wrist rather roughly.

"What precisely do you think you are doing, Miss Granger?" Snape glares at me.

"Oh, come on, Sev, just give her one," Sirius chides. Thank you, Sirius! Looks like you might just have to be my next victim...

Snape glowers at the burly man beside me, but releases his grip on my wrist. Yes! If I can't get my satisfaction any other way right now, sucking on Potions Master's cigarette will have to do. Always did enjoy the odd puff Ginny and I would sneak down in the garden at the Burrow while trying to avoid the gnomes. Ah, light cigarette and take a long puff. Mm, that'll do. Once again the boys...men appear to have been hit by a freezing charm. Give Sirius a humorous look and he turns to Lupin:

"So, come on, Remus – what's it to be?"

Ah, so Professor Lupin won the last round. Well this should be fittingly boring. Good gods, me, Hermione Granger, calling someone boring? Things certainly have changed!

MISSION: Slipping a little

"And do try to use some imagination," Snape drawls.

Lupin sits there looking quite thoughtful for what seems like almost an eternity.

"Get on with it!" Cripes, heard that tone in potions before, but it's usually directed at Neville.

Lupin says something so quietly I can't even catch it and I am sitting particularly close to the lovely werewolf.

"What?"

Lupin glances nervously around then repeats to his lap "I want to kiss Hermione."

Ooh, now hang on a second –

MISSION UPDATE: Complete change of direction for Werewolf – avoid evasion action at all costs!

"Sure," I find myself saying. Lupin doesn't wait for anymore approval, he leans across the small gap between us and grasps my face gently in his hands. He pauses there just for a moment, millimetres from my lips. Poor Blighter still doesn't think he's allowed. Well, expectant smile on my lips appears to ease his concerns, for next thing I know his lips are on mine, burning my skin in the most tantalising way. He starts very gently – quite a chaste kiss indeed. Bloody hell, man, I have just been utterly fondled by Sexy Potions Master and this is the best you can do? I doubt it! Decide I need to take the upper hand and suggestively part my lips beneath his. Seems invitation enough for Professor Lupin. His tongue slips between my lips and begins to play incredible games with my own. Ahh, now that's more like it. His kiss is still restrained, but don't want to scare the poor man off completely – must be a little gentle with the wolf. Oh, bugger that! Grab hold of Lupin's tie and pull him closer. I am rewarded with a deep groan which sends shivers right through me, reigniting the desire from earlier foot massage and threatening to erase that memory all together. Don't care, just don't bloody stop!

Hear Sirius let out a little chuckle. Damn him – appears to have brought Lupin back to reality. The man releases my mouth, but he isn't quite done yet. He places several gentle kisses and a delightfully placed nip at my neck. Mmmm, didn't know that spot even existed before, but will definitely never forget it now. Can't stop myself now – I go to get up out of my seat and place myself in that wonderful man's lap, but before I can even rise an inch out of my seat Lupin has grasped hold of my thighs and pinned me back to the chair. His mouth moves further up to whisper huskily in my ear "Get out of this while you can, Hermione. We are not nice men."

Well, I was bloody counting on that, wasn't I? Silly wolf still doesn't realise that I am perfectly well aware of what I am in for here and thoroughly enjoying every moment of it.

"Never would have guessed," I tease in return. Lupin looks utterly astonished as he sits back in his seat. Course I still catch that small look of anticipation in his eyes – bet you wish you didn't pull back quite so quickly now, eh?

As Snape begins to deal the cards I am all but squirming in my seat. Damn it – Sirius appears to have noticed and is all but laughing at me. Right, this is all about control Hermione, and you're just going to have to gain some of it back. Make them wait a bit...

Distract myself by slugging back remaining contents of my glass. Pity, cigarette appears to have burnt away while I was busy with Lupin. Oh, well. Time for the next round gentlemen (god, I hope they're not!)

Manage to pull off winning the next round despite the waves of alcohol fluttering through my body and taking over my mind – though I really do think the others judgement is a little impaired too – or is that distracted?

Hm, course it really is time to have my way with Sirius, but he is looking just a little too expectant. No, down boy, you'll have to wait. Glancing around the table I realise there is something not quite fair about all of this...

"Shirts off!" I demand. Mm, a little eye-candy. Now that wouldn't go astray. Mentally thank my vocal chords which appear to have taken on a mind of their own. "Fairs, fair, lads! Oh, but Professor Lupin, leave your tie on."

Lupin gives me a rather confused look, but complies. However, while he is unbuttoning the rest of his shirt he informs me "I really don't think it appropriate to continue to refer to Severus and I as Professors, Hermione."

"Speak for your self, Lupin," Snape drawls from across the table. Ooh, bit kinky isn't that, Sir? Won't here me complaining though...

"Well if we're going to make demands on names then you two may call me as Hermione," I tell Sirius and Lupin. "However, PROFESSOR Snape shall refer to me as the Queen of Gryffindor and nothing less!"

"Over my dead body."

"Girl's right, Sev, fairs fair," Sirius says with a chuckle. Snape sends me a look that would have reduced me to tears a few years ago. Pity I'm not that silly little girl anymore, PROFESSOR.

MISSION – small side mission added to make the most of having Snape at my disposal...

Ah, Lupin is now sitting there in just his tie from the waist up and what a sight! Mm, to run my hands over that chest would be heavenly...

Drooling at Lupin suddenly interrupted though by gentle (and probably not so accidental) elbowing from Sirius as his T-shirt comes off. Oh, cripes! That shirt definitely did leave a few unimaginable delights! Where as Lupin certainly does have muscles to be desired, and that delicious smattering of hair, Sirius is a god by comparison. His torso is that of a man who works out quite often, with smooth tanned skin that I bet would be ever so enjoyable to spend my time rubbing massage oil in to. No, make that chocolate sauce which I could then spend many an hour licking off! Mm, chocolate coated Sirius...

"Come on then, PROFESSOR," Sirius grins sarcastically at Snape. "Off with it as the lady requested."

Snape's glare is redirected to Sirius. Fraid you can't live up to the doggy, are we, Sir? Well, too bad!

Looking quite irritated, Snape undoes his shirt in an agonisingly slow manner. Damn him – I want the next round already! Very much chiding myself for not going with my initial thoughts of taking on Sirius. Finally Potions Master's shirt is undone, but he leaves it at that. Can't see a fucking thing.

"I said off!" I demand.

Snape gives me an admonishing glare.

"I mean, I said off, Professor."

Snape gives me a satisfied smirk and slides his arms from the black garment. Mm, now Snape is a whole different kettle of fish... Though not as gaunt as I would have thought, given his vampire-like reputation, he is definitely pale. However the numerous scars that litter his skin invite me to run my fingers over them and perhaps try to take away some of that past pain... No, will not feel sorry for wank of a Potions Master, despite knowledge of what his wonderful fingers can do. Do my best to give him one of those disapproving Snapish glares. Snape however, lights yet another cigarette (no wonder the man has yellow teeth!) and looks amusingly at me. Must work on that glare.

MISSION: Trucking along just dandy...

Don't even remembering seeing Lupin dealing out the next round, but oh, there are so many better things to be looking at! Funny how the three men can all look so completely different with precisely the same effect – warm, wet need emanating from my panties. Decide to let one of them win this round (has nothing to do with the shit hand I'm dealt, honest!) Would love to see what they have in store for me. Sirius wins – perfect. Remus and Snape look quite irritated – this is getting to be quite a serious bloody game. Don't care – I still win either way...

"You look quite uncomfortable there, Hermione," Sirius tells me with a grin.

Indeed, Sirius you bad dog, and your solution is?

"I am certain you would enjoy the next round much more sitting here," he says giving his lap a quick pat and pulling his chair out invitingly. Are you just? Well, we'll just have to see about that!

Suddenly quite aware of new sex object status and frankly, wouldn't want it any other way right now. Let my conscience get the better of me tomorrow!

Get a little shakily to my feet and slide into Sirius lap. He's quite right – it's lovely here. Now, my deal isn't it?

As I dish out the next round, Sirius places soft kisses down the back of my neck and I swear the fine hairs I have there are all standing to attention. Not the only thing that is, mind you – Sirius makes that quite obvious my wriggling under my backside. Mm, now where have you been hiding that, my dear? Lupin is keeping a very close eye on his friend, his mouth set in a firm line. Now, Remus, you had your chance...

"Behave," Remus growls as he picks up his hand.

"Wouldn't dream of anything else," Sirius says with a chuckle. Oh, please don't tell me you mean that!

Apparently his idea of behaving however, is quite different to Lupin's. After picking up his cards and glancing over my shoulder at them, he quickly tosses all five to the table, despite the three Aces amongst them. Okay, what? Ah, apparently wanted his hands free for other...things. One starts at my hip, drawing delightful circles through the flimsy material of my skirt. The other quite openly slides around me to stroke at my breast. Mm, gods yes! Make sure to wriggle in his lap in approval. Such big hands... Ooh! The one on my hip is currently gathering up the material of my skirt. Now, what precisely are you planning on doing there, Sirius? I lean back into him, delighting in feeling that muscled chest beneath my bare back. Shivers of anticipation run up my spine as his fingers creep closer and closer to my drenched panties. Gods, hurry up! We've only got one round! Sirius takes a moment to slide his other hand under my bra. He grasps my hard nipple (which I suddenly realise has been this way for sometime now and probably giving Sex God Wizards quite a show...) and gives it a delightful tweak with his thumb and forefinger. Mmm... Yes... He's far from over though. The hand fluttering down between my legs works it way inside my underwear and he runs one large finger between my folds, the very end of his stoke brushing over my clitoris. That's it – given up all control and am now quite unashamedly bucking in his lap. Sirius chuckles in my ear, then slides one thick finger inside of me. Jesus, no one besides me has ever done that before, and this is exponentially better.

"Don't stop," I gasp as he begins to stroke in and out. "Please don't stop!"

"Sirius..." Lupin growls, but as I open my eyes to gaze at him he freezes in his attempt to get out of his chair. Never would've have thought having someone watching while his best friend got me off would ever do a thing for me, but once again I am wrong. So wrong. I lose control of all my muscles, the cards in my hand flutter to the floor.

"That's it, Mione, come for me," Sirius growls in my ear. He punctuates his words by bringing his thumb to my clit and grazing over it. Ohhhh. And there I go, an orgasm like none I have ever given myself makes it's way through my body and I feel myself clamp down around those talented fingers. Sirius' other hand leaves my breast to grasp me around the waist and stop me from sliding to the floor. As I slowly come down I can feel the heat flushing at my face. God, what I sight I must be!

Apparently so, Snape and Lupin are gaping at me.

Finally I manage to muster up a few words "Well then, boys, on with the game."