Very short lemon. I was watching the Occlumency lessons tonight and out of nowhere, I wanted to write a lemon! XD So…read on! If this offends you…then why the hell did you click on the story?! Lol


"Harder!" She cried out with desperation underlining her tone. "Please, more!" Her voice was just below a whisper, barely audible in fact. Silently in this moment, she cursed her desire for having long hair, for it stuck to her sweat covered neck. It was very irritating, after all, to try and focus on the pleasure you're receiving when something annoying is overwhelming it.

The man above her couldn't help but smirk at the way she sounded. The lights were dim but he could still faintly see her face, see that her eyes were rolling in the back of her head. Those beautiful eyes which he stared into for hours a day.

He grunted before doing as she begged, grabbing her tan hips. In the back of his mind he couldn't help but wonder how she got her whole body tan. Perhaps she went outside naked and…He groaned in pleasure at the thought, pulling back a little. Without hesitating, he gave her what she wanted; he slammed his long cock into her mercilessly.

"Severus!" The girl, barely a woman, cried out with a sequel of delight. Her breathing was heavy, she could barely catch it. Her hair that clung to her neck was easy to ignore now, especially with Severus Snape pounding into her.

Severus smirked his famous smirk; his lips that moments ago kissed the girl's taunting her. She felt the overwhelming desire to sit up and touch his with hers. But that desire soon became nothing as he dug his nails into her skin, pulling her hips up ever so slightly for more elevation.

Whimpering, she clawed at his arms and smiled when his groan of twisted pain/pleasure echoed softly. "Is this what you wanted, girl?" His deep velvet like voice reached her ears.

Unable to speak, she tried to keep breathing while meeting his thrusts. "Well?" He sneered, his tone threatening. As if to prove his threat was real, he slowed down a little.
"Yes! Please!" Those two words were all she could gasp out, for any thought about that was diminished and the ability to speak was destroyed. Quietly she hoped that those two words were good enough for an answer.

It was.

Snape grunted once more before thrusting into her wetness harder, quicker. It was weird to think that the great Professor Severus Snape accepted a two word answer, while in potions he demanded several inch long essays. Then again, passion and lust can mess up someone so easily.

The seconds ticked by quite quickly and soon become minutes. Those minutes, much to their surprise, turned into an hour. No matter how much time passed, the passion and pleasure they felt lasted eternity.

"Severus!" She cried out one last time…her voice echoed in Snape's mind. It echoed softly, distantly.


Severus woke up with a start, opening his eyes to a dimly lit fireplace. Sitting up in a start, he looked around and felt relieved yet….disturbed. He was alone, bittersweet. No one was in his room nor could they be since he had several wards on the door and fireplace.

Wiping the beads of sweat off his forehead, he adjusted his erection to make it hidden in his pants. Looking around, he cursed aloud. The fire was not the source that made him sweat and hot.

"It was all a dream…a memory…she isn't here anymore." Severus whispered to the empty room. "She's not here…" It was as if he was trying to make a ghost go away, chanting that sentence.

Perhaps he was. Perhaps he was trying to rid the memory of the girl whom he loved with his soul and body. Perhaps he wanted to forget it all and remain bitter and alone.

But still, wet dreams are still dreams.


Who was the girl? XD I'll let you decide! Review please!