The Burning Pen

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Snippet #12 (HG/SS)
A Very Anal Potions Master
 

"I swear, Severus. You are so anal about everything," Hermione said scowling as Severus pointedly rearranged his potions ingredients in his stores.

The Potions Master was also scowling. Hermione had the annoying habit of rambling through his stores and leaving everything in disarray. He had a place for everything and everything was supposed to be in its place. He had told the witch time and time again to put things back where they belonged, but Hermione felt if the ingredient were in there, they were fine.

Severus understood that the witch would be so caught up in her own brewing projects that she didn't pay attention to such details as putting things back properly, her mind always focused on her own needs. It was still very inconsiderate, and it didn't help that every time he tried to correct her, she argued with him.

"I am not anal, Hermione. These are my stores and I like them kept in a particular way. You just don't respect that," he said to her, still frowning.

He finished straightening the various bottles and herbs, then closed the store, warding it securely, Hermione frowning at him as he turned to face her.

"You ARE anal. Everything in your stores are clearly labeled. It only takes a few seconds to find what you want," Hermione snapped at him.

Severus studied her. Hermione was now twenty-five years old and they had been in a relationship for almost four years now. The wizard loved the witch dearly, but she was so exasperating at times. It was as if she had become too comfortable with him and he had become too mellow. Well, that was about to change.

"Hermione," Severus said sharply, "This is the last time I am going to tell you to put things back in proper order. The next time I find my stores in disarray, there will be...repercussions."

Hermione snorted at him.

"Right," she said, turning and walking up the basement stairs. They were at Severus' house which was located in Shivington Hollow. It was a nice little two-bedroom home, with a small yard and garden. Hermione didn't live here, but was over so often she might as well have.

"Cheeky little tart," the Potions Master muttered, following her up the stairs.

About a week later, Severus arrived home to find Hermione curled up in an armchair, reading the latest issue of "Charms Today." She was dressed in cut-off denim shorts and a blue cotton button-up shirt. Her legs and feet were bare. The wizard looked at her appreciatively, then walked over, leaned down and gave her a soft kiss.

"Hello, Miss Granger," he purred at her, his eyes glittering.

The way she was dressed was highly inappropriate and quite arousing...which was why it was highly inappropriate. If she wore something like this in public, he'd have a fit. But in his home, it was fine because she was for his eyes only. The Potions Master was quite jealous and possessive and even the idea of any other wizard ogling Hermione's "attributes" made him ready to draw his wand.

"Why hello, Professor," she replied, smiling at him naughtily. She had dressed this way on purpose.

Severus straightened.

"I have to start a potion. I'll be back in about fifteen minutes," the wizard said, his dark eyes hungry.

"I'll be here," Hermione said huskily, shifting in the chair a bit sexily.

She hadn't seen him for a week since he stayed at Hogwarts and only came home on the weekends. It was time for some one-on-one with her dark wizard.

Severus turned and walked over to the basement door, opened it and descended the stairs. He could smell the remnants of brewing and scowled slightly.

"That witch better not have left my stores in a shambles," Severus growled to himself as he entered his lab. He opened his stores.

Sure enough, everything was out of order.

"That's it," he said to himself, starting to sort everything out.

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Hermione waited for Severus for over an hour. Finally the wizard reappeared, looking quite agitated.

"What took you so long?" Hermione asked him.

"I had to fix my stores," he said darkly, "Once again you ignored my wishes Hermione."

Hermione clucked her tongue at him.

"You have to be the most anal wizard I've ever met, Severus. You need to lighten up," she said to him flippantly.

The wizard's face went black, and he began to unbutton his robes.

"Strip," he said to Hermione sharply, "You are going to engage me and help relieve the stress you've caused."

"You stress yourself, Severus. If you weren't so stuck in your ways, life would be much easier for you," Hermione said, but she stood up and began unbuttoning her blouse as Severus walked over to the sofa, peeling off his robes.

Soon, Hermione was nude and Severus was almost at the same point.

"Come over here," he ordered the witch.

Hermione's nipples hardened. Severus was in "domination" mode. She could count on a very thorough bout of sex with the wizard.

Hermione walked over to the wizard, who's dark eyes washed over her body. He grabbed her roughly and kissed her.

"I believe you need a lesson, witch," he breathed against her mouth, "Turn around and face the sofa."

Hermione did so, the wizard taking a moment to grind his swollen cock against her ass as he fondled her breast and kissed her throat. Hermione writhed against him, anxious and lustful.

That was what he wanted.

"Bend over," he growled against her ear.

Hermione bent, resting both arms on the sofa cushions, expecting the wizard to do her doggie style. She waited, but nothing happened. She looked over her shoulder at Severus.

"What's wrong?" she asked him.

The wizard's eyes glinted.

"You're not bent over far enough," he replied, grabbing Hermione and shoving her into the sofa headfirst and doubling her body over, pinning her down.

He then climbed up himself, crouching and spitting into his hand, then grasping his cock and lubricating it liberally.

"Now, Hermione...you're going to see just how 'anal' I am," he breathed, placing the head of his swollen organ against her puckerhole.

"Oh shit, Severus...wait!" Hermione gasped.

He didn't.

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