Good Girl

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Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: F/M
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Relationship: Hermione Granger/Severus Snape
Character: Hermione Granger, Severus Snape
Additional Tags: Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Fluff, Feels, Spanking, Daddy
Kink, Oral Sex, Gentle Sex, still dirty though, First Time, Virgin
Hermione Granger, Vaginal Fingering, Anal Fingering, Butt Plugs,
Severus Snape Has a Heart, Caning, Severus Snape Needs a Hug,
Light Bondage, dd/lg, Aftercare
Collections: Good Girl Hermione
Stats: Published: 2021-10-10 Updated: 2022-02-17 Chapters: 8/? Words:
9442

Good Girl
by Velvetapple

Summary

Daddy. It was unfathomable how just one word could change two people so immeasurably.
It made Severus, notoriously caustic and unforgiving, melt into a caring and gentle man. It
made Hermione, the epitome of Gryffindor bravery, slip into a languid and tranquil state. It
was the word that lead to their current situation, him sat on the couch with Hermione bent
over, elbows on the coffee table, her pussy resting on his knee, legs spread on either side of
his.

Notes

This is my first work, so any constructive criticism is helpful (and likely necessary). Mind
the tags.

See the end of the work for more notes

 Chapter 1

Daddy. It was unfathomable how just one word could change two people so immeasurably. It
made Severus, notoriously caustic and unforgiving, melt into a caring and gentle man. It made
Hermione, the epitome of Gryffindor bravery, slip into a languid and tranquil state. It was the word
that lead to their current situation, him sat on the couch with Hermione bent over, elbows on the
coffee table, her pussy resting on his knee, legs spread on either side of his.

He delivered hard slaps on her rapidly reddening cheeks, luxuriating in the jiggle he received. He
hit hard and slow, waiting a few seconds for her to recover after each blow. Hermione let out sweet
little whimpers, the evidence of her enjoyment quickly soaking through the material of Severus'
trousers. This was easily the highlight of his day.

"Mmph" she moaned as he gave another hard slap to her left cheek. She ground herself further into
his knee, attempting to lessen some of the pressure which had built inside her. Her bum had
bloomed into a lovely strawberry color, and he knew she was approaching her limit. Hermione had
been clear, when she begged so dearly for this spanking, that she didn't want it to feel like
punishment. She wanted a daddy to take care of her, someone to be firm and gentle, someone to
worry about her. If this is what the duties entailed, Severus was more than happy to oblige. He
intended to be tender, with a good dose of perversion. So far, his plans seemed to be working out
splendidly.

"Almost over. You're doing so well sweet girl," he crooned, with little effort. It was striking how
such a show of submission could soften him.

With one final slap, she took a sharp breath in. A small trickle of fluid escaped from her clenching
pussy, and for a few seconds, he could see nothing else. Once she had adequately calmed down, he
gently moved her onto her back, lying on the couch. He rubbed her chin with his thumb, kissing her
lightly. When he pulled away, he saw her eyes had gone dark with desire. Positioning himself
between her legs and trailing a hand down to her core, he dipped his finger in the liquid which had
pooled there. He pulled up his sticky digit, showing it to her as it sparkled with her juices.

"Looks like someone has made quite the mess. Seems like something Daddy should clean up,
yeah?"

She nodded emphatically at his suggestion, eliciting a slight grin. "I'm sensitive there, Daddy," she
added. Hermione had been quite open about her lack of experience when sex was first discussed.
Even at 23, she was still a virgin. It wasn't for stigma or lack of interest, she just hadn't found
someone whom she trusted enough to have sex with. They were still working up to penetration, but
he gladly indulged her fantasies on the way there.

He moved his hands to her nipples, pinching them slightly as she squirmed and squealed beneath
him. He moved lower, giving soft kisses to her outer thighs. Gradually, his kisses drifted inwards.
He delivered light kisses to her pussy lips, sending little electric shocks to her stomach. Using two
fingers, he spread her open. He surveyed her pulsating clit and glistening hole with awe as he
began to lightly kiss those as well. She gasped and moaned beneath him, causing his erection to
grow even more despite the pressure from the couch and his trousers. He moved his hands up to
grasp hers, stroking her knuckles as he began to apply more pressure. He suckled her clit, watching
how her mouth formed a perfect "o" shape. He moved his tongue down, dipping it slightly into her
hole to collect more of her juice. She bucked her hips beneath him, and he moved one arm to hold
her hips down.
"Be a good girl and lie still for me," he whispered up to her, loving the way she looked down at
him with her eyes hooded in pleasure.

He continued to move his tongue in and out her her tight little pussy, loving the way she pulsed
around him. His moved his other hand to her clit, applying pressure as he sucked more of her
juices. She began to let out loud moans, and he knew she was approaching her orgasm. He
continued to fuck her with his tongue while circling her clit, feeling as she came undone beneath
him. Her legs shook around him and her pussy spasmed around his mouth, releasing another spurt
of cum. He continued to hold her down after her orgasm, licking her clean. She shook and
whimpered as he gave long, flat licks to her overly sensitive pussy, flicking his tongue when he
reached her clit.

"Daa-dy," she whined as he continued to lick.

"You're still so wet, baby. I'm going to lick your sweet little pussy clean after each cummie you
make for me tonight."

With that, Hermione was nearly undone again.

 Chapter 2
Chapter Notes

This piece is separate from the one before it. I intend on doing separate one-shots for
each of these, but I might revisit some in the future. I'll make sure to note it when I do.
(also, I apologize for any spelling/grammar issues, I don't proofread these)

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Hermione was on all fours atop the potion master's desk, and dangerously close to dripping all over
the paper's which he had neglected to move. She was down on her elbows, her round ass in the air,
while Severus sat at in his chair behind her. He clapped his hand down onto her right cheek,
squeezing once he made contact. He alternated between this and sucking bites onto her bum and
upper thighs. He'd been at this for long enough that Hermione was thoroughly soaked and
whimpering for release.

"Ahuun," she moaned in a high pitched whine as one of his hands began to lightly slap her tender
pussy. He continued to deliver light slaps while kissing the hickeys he had made earlier.

"Please, more Severus," she gasped as he delivered a particularly hard slap.

"Please what?" He offered in response.

"Pleasepleaseplease Daaa-dy," She said hurriedly, interrupted by the sensation of his mouth
sucking her clit. He continued there, just suckling her clit while his hands kneaded the flesh of her
ass. His nose was pressed to her, nearly inside her, collecting the juices she expelled. Severus
maintained slurping her pussy as she ground into him.

"Mmha," she gasped, and he realized she was nearing her release. He pulled away with a loud
"pop", eliciting a whine from her, and moved a finger to her engorged hole. He swirled it around,
coating it in the juices which had collected there. Slowly and gently, he pressed into her with one
long finger, making her whimper at the stretch. Even with one finger, she was uncomfortably tight.
He felt as though he was a few minutes away from having his circulation cut off.

"You're being such a good girl for me," he praised, stroking her inner thighs as he attempted to
relax her. As she began to loosen her grasp around him, Severus slowly worked his finger in and
out of her. She groaned as he discovered new places deep inside of her, places which had never
been touched before. As she stretched even more, he was able to work a second finger inside her.
Moving slightly faster she began to moan even louder.

"Move you ass up for me, sweet girl," he coaxed as he angled his head down to suck her clit.
Severus flattened his tongue and suckled with so much pressure that she nearly jumped off his
desk. Severus continued to move his fingers at the same pace while he sucked and slurped
mercilessly at her clit. After a short while, she began to shake and pulse around him, cumming hard
on his fingers and mouth. He felt as her cum trickled down from his fingers on to the table below
them. He continued through the aftershocks of her orgasm, then removed his fingers with a wet
slurping sound.

"Tsk tsk tsk," he said slowly, through a grin, as he observed the small puddle which had collected
below Hermione's cunt. "Someone's been a naughty girl and made a mess of my desk."

He stood up, took a student's essay, which now had a noticeable wet spot, and brought it to face
Hermione. Her face was red with shame at the sight of the blurred and smudged ink.

"I'm sorry Daddy," she said, furrowing her eyebrows together. "I've been a naughty girl."

Moving back behind her, Severus grabbed her tender pussy with his entire hand, causing her to
whimper beneath him. Experimentally, he moved his thumb up to graze her perineum, noticing
how she gasped at the contact.

"I'll give you what you want baby, but naughty girls need to beg for it. Can you do that?"

"Yes Daddy. I want you to finger my ass."

"Not quite, baby girl. Show me how much you need it."

"Please, Daddy! Please finger my naughty bottom."

"Much better, sweet girl," he crooned, as he lubed his middle finger in her pussy juices. Slowly, he
brought the sticky finger to her tight little bottom hole and pressed in, noticing how she bore down
to accept him.

She moaned in satisfaction once he was buried inside her, and he began to move his finger in and
out. Her pussy continued its slow dribble on to the papers below.

"What a little wanton slut, begging for a finger up her ass and making a mess of my desk."

"Yeesss Daaddy," she struggled to choke out, lost in pleasure.

Suddenly, Severus remembered something which he kept in his desk. Removing his finger from
her bottom, resulting in a groan, he reached down to the bottom drawer of his desk and pulled out a
small but plug, not much larger than his finger. Lubing it in her pussy juice, he began to work it
into her, watching as she slowly acclimated to it. With his other hand, he began to pinch and roll
her clit, causing her to gasp and moan. Continuing with his ministrations as he moved the plug
farther in, Severus could tell she was coming closer and closer to the edge. With a final push to the
plug and a pinch to her clit, she came again, further soaking the essays below her. Once her orgasm
was finished, he cast a quick scourgify on his hands and lightly patted her bum.

"Turn over, sweet girl. Let's get you all cleaned up."

Plug still buried inside her, Hermione turned over slowly and sat down, careful not to be too harsh
on her bum which had been spanked earlier. She scooted up the desk, trying to avoid sitting in the
puddle of her juices, but he grabbed her hips and pulled her back down.

"You've been a naughty girl, soaking my desk and ruining papers, so you're going to sit in the mess
you made while I clean you."

And clean her, he did, sucking the cum from her hole and licking around her outer lips, making
sure to get every last drop. He began to swirl over her clit, working her up until she was right on the
edge.

Pulling away with a crystal-clear string of saliva, She groaned at the loss of contact, and sat up
once he moved away.
 "Not yet sweet girl. Lunch is almost over, and we need to get you dressed."

Hermione began to pull on her bra and began buttoning her shirt. She reached for her panties, but
before she could grasp them, Severus pulled them away from her.

"You can't go out wearing those dirty panties," he said flatly, reaching back into his bottom desk
drawer and slipping her panties into his pocket. He pulled out a new pair of white cotton bikinis,
smiling slightly as he pulled them up her legs. Once they were squarely on, he pulled them up even
higher until they created a sort-of thong. Hermione winced at the contact of the panties against her
sore pussy and the plug now buried in her asshole. Severus picked up her skirt from the floor and
offered it to her.

Moving in and running a hand through her hair, he said calmly, "I want you to keep your panties up
and your plug in all day until I see you again tonight. However, if you end up wetting yourself too
much beforehand, come to me and I'll clean you up and give you a new pair of panties to wear. I
know it can be uncomfy to walk around when you're soaked. Does that sound okay, baby?"

"Yes, Daddy," Hermione replied, smiling.

He watched her as she left, silently praying that she would come back to him, completely soaked
through and ready for more. This lunch had been fulfilling, but, when it came to Hermione, his
appetite for pussy was hardly ever sated.

Chapter End Notes

Thanks for reading! Any kudos or comments are appreciated.

 Chapter 3
Chapter Notes

By request, this piece is a bit more fluffy than the others. Stick around if that's your
thing. If not, skip to the end for smut (I promise it will be as disturbing and perverted
as it always is).

See the end of the chapter for more notes

There were many benefits to having Hermione Granger as a potions apprentice. One was her vast
knowledge and skill. Another was her dedication to further extending said knowledge and skill.
However, the trait which Severus most appreciated was her complete lack of awareness when it
came to his faults. He was not a kind man, nor an attractive man, nor particularly pleasant to spend
any amount of time with. However, you would know none of this just from the way Hermione
looked at him. That was another one of his favorite things about her, the way she looked at him
when she didn't think he saw her. She often watched him as he brewed, her eyes full of hunger, for
knowledge and for him. It used to anger him, her misguided admiration. However, know, he knew
quite well that there was no convincing the lioness otherwise. He had to learn to just accept it.

It was nights like these which made that easy. His witch was sitting of his lap, her arms wrapped
lightly around his neck. As she had requested, he read aloud to her. She insisted that his voice was
soothing to her, a word which he never thought anyone would use to describe anything about him.
Still, he was happy to oblige her request.

Out of the corner of his eye, Severus could see her watching him. Once again, she stared hungrily,
not at the words on the page, but at him. He attempted to zone back in on the reading, which
proved difficult under her watchful eyes. Nonetheless, he continued:

"But wherefore says she not she is unjust?

And wherefore say not I that I am old?
Oh, love’s best habit is in seeming trust,
And age in love loves not to have years told.
Therefore I lie with her and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flattered be."

He paused as he finished the sonnet. It was one he had picked out for her, as it expressed some of
his complicated feelings. Another thing to add to the list of his favorite things about Hermione was
her ability to tell him how she was feeling. It was a gift he never possessed. He recalled fondly
how brave she had been the night they first discussed sex in their relationship. Her honesty about
her desires, her fears, her anxieties. He found himself totally willing to give her anything she
wanted and more, he would bend to fit her mold. If someone else had suggested he act as a
protector or disciplinarian, he would've scoffed at them. With Hermione, however, he was at least
willing to give it his best shot. In fact, he had already felt the urge to protect her. Merlin knows she
deserves at least what little he could offer her. He had never so much as been able to take care of a
plant without it dying, let alone another person. Nonetheless, he found himself unable to step away
from the role. If Hermione's behavior was any indicator, he must've been doing an alright job, too.

Hermione moved her arms down to his shoulders and pulled him closer, pressing her cheek against
his chest and placing his chin on her head. The book was forgotten as he tossed it to the side.

"It upsets me that you don't see yourself the way I do," Hermione said, plainly, as if she had said it
a million times already. "I dislike it in the same way that I would if I heard someone else say bad
things about you."

While he didn't know how to respond, Severus appreciated her admission. He hadn't seen it that
way before. Surely she knew, from every tabloid and whisper and glare, just how unworthy of her
he was.

"I know you won't believe me, however honest I am, when I tell you you're the most intelligent,
witty and handsome man I've met. So I'll just say to you that there is absolutely no one else with
whom I would rather be."

Severus felt as though any verbal response to this would be lacking, so he just pulled her closer to
him and began to rub her back. She looked up at him and smiled in a way which was both sweet
and sad. He leaned in and kissed her softly, attempting to assuage any part of her which was
uncertain of how much he truly cared for her.

Their kisses intensified, and soon she began grinding in his lap. He moved his hand down, finding
the hem of her shirt and pulling it over her head, revealing that she was wearing nothing but
underwear underneath. He admired her bare breasts as she sat in his lap in front of him. He began
to knead them and lightly pinch her nipples as they kissed. Eventually, he moved his head down
and began to suckle her nipples, eliciting sharp moans and giggles from her. He continued to lavish
her perky tits as she squirmed maddeningly in his lap.

Eventually, he tapped his fingers against her panties, pleased to find the light pink material changed
to a darker shade due to her arousal.

"Daddy?" she asked as she looked at him with questioning eyes.

"What, baby?"

"I ache, Daddy," she said, with an innocence that belied the many orgasms which she had received
from him.

"Sounds like something Daddy had better take a look at, yeah?"

She nodded as he gently set her down on her back. He situated himself between her closed legs,
waiting for her to open them. After a few moments, he glanced towards her face to find that she
was staring at the ceiling.

"Open your legs, baby, so Daddy can get a closer look."

She playfully shook her head from side to side, shutting her knees together even tighter. In
response, Severus pusher her closed legs towards her, exposing her clothed slit to him. He leaned
in and gave her clit one playful kiss. If she wanted to play innocent tonight, so be it.

"What exactly is your little problem, baby?"

"Between my legs is all hot, and I'm all soaked like I've wet myself."

"Sounds like we better remove these little panties, huh?"

She nodded in agreement as he pulled them over her legs and tossed them to the side. Severus once
 again pushed her knees up towards her face, this time spreading them outwards. Her face flared red
in embarrassment, but she made no move to close her legs.

"Would you like me to kiss it better, sweet girl?"

Once she nodded, he began to deliver soft kisses and kitten licks to her little pink pussy, watching
as her chest began to rise and fall faster.

"More kisses, Daddy. That makes me feel soooo much better."

Severus smiled and began to kiss and suck with more pressure, causing her to gasp and groan. He
enjoyed watching her giggle and squirm as he blew a few raspberries onto her clit. He moved down
and swiftly slipped his tongue into her wet heat, causing her to shriek.

"I think I see where the problem's coming from baby. Let's sit up to I can have a closer look"

Cautiously, he sat both of them up, placing her in his lap again, this time with her facing outwards,
a leg on the outside of each of his. She felt exposed in this position, but she was powerless against
the weight of his arms holding her down.

As one of his fingers dipped into her, she whimpered and tried, unsuccessfully, to pull her knees
inwards.

"Daddy! Nothing's supposed to touch me there!" She cried, definitely.

"It's alright, sweet girl. Daddy just needs to see whats wrong so he can make you feel better."

She relaxed into him and he eased in another finger. He stroked her inner walls, pressing lightly
into her G-spot.

"Does that feel better, baby?"

"Mmhmm," she moaned, as she nodded and swallowed.

Severus slowly increased the pressure on her G-spot until she was squirming and crying out in his
hands.

"Daddy, it feels like I'm about too, uhh... Daddy!" She called out as a large spurt of juice sprayed
from her pussy, then another, then another. The splash went all over the floor in front of the couch,
some of it making it to the coffee table.

Once Hermione had finished shaking from her orgasm, she turned quickly and hid her face in
Severus' chest. He felt her shake some more, and he realized she had started sobbing.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" He asked her, gently rubbing the back of her head.

"I'm sorry, Daddy," she responded, tearfully. "I was a naughty girl and I had an accident."

"Nooo baby. You behaved like such a good girl. That was just an extra big cummie."

She looked at him with a slight smile, delighting in her newfound ability.

"You'll have to spend an extra long time cleaning me up, then, won't you, Daddy?"

Chapter End Notes

Chapter End Notes

Thanks again for reading! The sonnet above is "Sonnet 138", written by William
Shakespeare. My apologies to the Bard, for situating his work right next to absolutely
tasteless smut. I take no credit for his work, I imagine he wants no credit for mine.
Maybe it's just on my screen, but I think the end notes are formatting wrong. The one
meant for chapter one is appearing on chapter two. I'm not very experienced with
formatting, since this is my first work. Any advice/feedback (about anything, really) is
appreciated.
 Chapter 4
Chapter Notes

Hey! I'm back. Sorry for the break, but now that it's another long weekend, I'll have
more time to write. I hope to be able to put out at least two chapters by the end of the
week. Thanks for sticking with me!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Severus wearily tugged opened the door to his chambers after one of the most trying days he'd had
in a while. Due to a chaotic concoction of explosions and spills, all caused by his increasingly
dunderheaded students, he was unable to return home at his normal hour. By the time he had
trudged into the kitchen, the clock on the wall read 9:47. He stared at it, not so much angrily, but
more so incredulously, astonished at the amount of time which could be wasted in a day. His rueful
pondering was cut short by the sound of a sharp whimper coming from his bedroom. Not bothering
to take the time to remove his teaching robes, he took light, wary steps towards the noise.
Approaching his room, he peered through the illuminated slit in the door to find a scene which
washed away all thoughts of his horrid day.

A flushed Hermione lay on her back on the bed, dressed in her old Hogwarts uniform (which had
now become deliciously tight). She had flipped up her skirt, revealing her lack of panties.
Hermione used both of her sweet little hands to grasp the head of a brown teddy bear, grinding it
into her pussy. She kept the bear's button nose buried in her tight hole while she used its head and
ears to rub against her clit, all while letting out lovely little whines and whimpers.

Severus stood completely still and watched her in awe. Expectedly, his cock began to twitch at the
sight. Never in his life did he expect to be so jealous of a little stuffed bear.

Finally, he pushed the door in, eliciting a creak which caused Hermione to swiftly tip her head up
to him. Her eyes lit up and she gave him a groggy, half-satisfied smile. Severus stepped towards
her and lowered himself until he was seated on the edge of the bed. Hermione's eyes widened. She
pulled both her legs and the shiny-nosed bear up towards her, hugging them to her chest.

"What are you doing, baby?" Severus said, in a soft voice.

"Mr. Bear was hungry, so I'm feeding him," she replied, only somewhat convincing innocently.

"And why did you think it would be best to feed him your hot cunny?"

"Because I was all wet and you weren't here to clean me, Daddy."

"While I'm sorry that I couldn't be home earlier, and while I appreciate your love for all creatures, I
think you could benefit from learning some patience. And you should know by now that you can
always come to me if you need to be cleaned. What I will not allow is for you to deprive me of
your sweet pussy," Severus said sternly, emphasizing his point by dragging a finger across her clit.

"I'm sorry Daddy," Hermione said as she furrowed her eyebrows together apologetically.

"I know you are, baby. But I think this lesson needs to be enforced with a punishment."
At this, Hermione's eyes went wide, and her eyebrows pushed even further together.

"I'll give you a choice. Six of the best with the cane, then a slow spanking, or, only a slow
spanking, but no cummies for a week."

"I'll take the caning, Daddy," Hermione said, her voice somewhat shaky.

"Good choice. Now strip out of all your clothes and bend over the bed while I get it from the
closet"

Once he had retrieved it, he came back to find Hermione, red-faced propped up on her elbows with
her ass in the air.

"I want you to tell me why you deserve this caning."

"I was a naughty girl and I didn't come to you when I needed to be cleaned."

"Quite right. You've been a very naughty girl. Count for me."

Swish-crack

"Mmmph. One."

Severus watched as a red line began to form across her buttocks.

Swish-crack

"Ahmmf! Two!" She said, kicking her feet off the ground.

"Good girls keep their feet on the floor. Only four more."

Swish-crack

Ahhhm! Ah, three!

Swish-crack

She cried out again, almost screeching.

"Four!"

Swish-crack

"Ahhhhnm! Four," She said, breathing heavily, tilting on the tips of her toes trying to keep them on
the floor.

Swish-crack

"Ohhhah! Ah! Five!" She screamed

"Nearly over. Just one more." Severus said smoothly, attempting to offer her some kind of comfort.

Swish-crack

"Ah! Six!" She said triumphantly, collapsing forward.

Severus leaned down towards her, delivering soft kisses to the red stripe on her backside.
"You've been a very brave girl, but now I need you across my knee so we can reinforce your
lesson."

"Yes Daddy," Hermione replied, pushing herself up and over onto his lap.

Severus began to spank her slowly, aiming for where her bum met her thighs.

"What are you going to do the next time you're wet, baby?"

"I'm going to come find you, Daddy."

"And what are you going to do the next time Mr. Bear gets hungry?"

"I'm going to let him suck on my tits."

Severus chuckled slightly.

"That sounds like a good plan, sweet girl. Your punishment is over now."

Hermione leaned her head down onto the bed, moving her neck to look at Severus. He used one of
his hands to pet her head while the other caressed her bright red bum.

"Who does this belong to?" Severus asked, raising an eyebrow and cupping a hand firmly over her
pussy.

"It belongs to you, Daddy."

"And who owns everything that comes in or out of his sweet little hole?" He asked, dipping a
shallow finger into her pussy and circling it around, collecting juice until it was shiny.

"You own it, Daddy."

"That's right, sweet girl. Now get on your back on the bed so I can clean you before we go to sleep.
Let me take care of this sweet little pussy."

Severus grasped her by the hips and lowered himself down. Then, without hesitation, he pressed
his tongue right into Hermione's engorged hole.

"Ahh!" She gasped, feeling his tongue move in and out of her wet heat. He continued like that for a
few minutes, sucking as much juice as he could from her little hole. Once he had finished, he
moved up and began to suckle her clit, applying pressure with his tongue. After so long, the
pleasure was such a relief to Hermione. Each constriction of his lips brought her closer to the edge.
Severus put one hand on her thigh, stroking it to coax her into her orgasm.

Hermione shook and cried as she came, the release gushing out of her pussy. Severus continued to
hold her down while he used the tip of his tongue to lick her clean.

While Hermione was still whimpering and shaking, Severus removed his clothes as swiftly as
possible and pulled her up against him. He pulled the covers around them and wrapped her tightly
in his arms.

"You took your punishment so well today, baby. I'm very proud of you," Severus whispered softly,
kissing Hermione on the forehead to emphasize his point.

"You're a much better teddy bear. And I thought Slytherins weren't supposed to be caring."
 "We are when it benefits us."

"I won't tell anyone."

Chapter End Notes

Thanks for reading! Comments and kudos are always appreciated. Let me know what
you want to see next!
 Chapter 5
Chapter Notes

Hi! - Sorry for the little break. I'll try not to make any more promises I can't keep.
Thanks for sticking with me, and enjoy the new chapter!

Completely unrelated: My friend recently started posting on Ao3, and they write fanfic
for MHA. It's rated T and m/m, so quite different from my normal stuff, but they're an
excellent writer so I encourage you to give it a shot. Here's the link:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/35412574/chapters/88269799

See the end of the chapter for more notes

"I want to do it tonight, Severus," Hermione said, matter-of-factly. Shockingly so, as, just a few
moments earlier, the two had been engaged in a breath stifling kiss while Hermione ground herself
into his knee. Now, her hips had slowed to a halt and her eyes peered earnestly.

"Do what, darling?" He offered in response, not quite sure what had caused the sudden stop.

"I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me."

Severus quirked an eyebrow. He wasn't sure if she was ready or not. He knew she could do it
physically, but mentally, Severus needed to make sure she was in the right headspace.

"Are you sure, baby? We never have to do anything you aren't ready for."

"Severus, I need you. I trust you and I want to do this with you. Please, please fuck me."

There was nothing about that statement he could argue with.

Severus pulled Hermione into his lap and lifted her off the couch, carrying her down the hall and to
their room, and placing her gently on the bed. As he pulled off her t-shirt, leaving her only in a pair
of white cotton panties, Hermione ginned wildly. Severus stood for a moment, gazing at his
beautiful witch. He pressed kisses down from her jaw, to her neck, to her breastbone, using his
hands to roll and pinch her nipples as he made his way down. Kissing softly down her belly,
Hermione began to giggle and twitch her legs slightly.

Eventually, Severus reached the top of her panties, pulling them down and admiring her sweet little
pussy as Hermione pulled her legs up towards herself. A small pool of juice had gathered at her
entrance, and he could feel his pants tighten around his cock as he inhaled her sweet scent.

"Do you want some of Daddy's special kisses?" He asked, doing his best not to smirk.

Hermione nodded deliriously, and he obliged, moving directly in for her hole. Hermione gasped in
surprise, whimpering as he moved back and forth between her hole and her sensitive clit. Applying
more pressure, he began to suckle her clit and dart his tongue inside of her. Just as he could feel her
beginning to clench around his tongue, he pulled away. Hermione whined at the loss of contact.

"I need you to take three fingers before I fuck you tonight. Does that sound alright, sweet girl?"
Once again, Hermione nodded, and Severus got to work inserting his pointer finger into her
glistening opening. He was able to slide the first finger in with little resistance, which reassured
both of them. Moving his finger slightly, Severus stroked the inside of her left thigh with the back
of his hand, attempting to relax her. He worked in another finger as Hermione's moans began to
increase in volume. Working the fingers in and out, he began to feel her stretch deliciously around
his fingers. Following another gush of arousal, he was finally able to press in a third finger, making
him even more away of the lack of space. Letting her adjust to the size, he held his fingers in place.
Hermione took a few deep breaths, and he withdrew them, pulling them to his mouth and sucking
them clean.

"I think you're ready, baby. Are you still sure?"

"Yes, yes, absolutely. Please fuck me, Daddy."

Undressing and stroking his cock a few times, Severus positioned himself over Hermione. He
kissed her softly but confidently, attempting to convey reassurance. Hermione grasped onto his
arms, pulling the two together.

As he placed himself at her entrance, he looked at Hermione to gauge her reaction. She nodded
again, and Severus grasped her right hand with his, stroking her knuckles with his thumb.
Hermione's eyes widened as he began to press inside of her, breaching her entrance. She
whimpered as he pushed in farther, and Severus leaned down to kiss her cheek and whisper in her
ear:

"You're doing so well, sweet girl."

Feeling the vibrations of his words, Hermione clenched around his cock, causing Severus to hiss in
pleasure. Immediately, Hermione place a hand on his chest and looked up at him with furrowed
brows.

"I'm sorry," she said, genuinely apologetic.

"No, baby. I'm not hurt," Severus said, chuckling slightly. "Just try and relax."

Hermione breathed deeply as she felt him fully sheathed within her. She felt wonderfully full,
despite the aching stretch.

"Is it alright if I move?"

"Yes," Hermione said as she nodded.

Slowly, Severus eased himself in and out, delighting in her little moans and whimpers. As she
began to gasp, he picked up the pace to a steady rocking. He moved a hand down to her clit,
pressing softly and causing her to exclaim.

"I think I'm going to cum Daddy, and I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel you filling me up.
I want you to make me yours."

As Severus began to feel her orgasm pulse around him, he felt his release moving up as well. He
spurted cum deep inside her pulsing hole, remaining in place through the aftershocks of her
orgasm.

As they came down from their highs, Severus moved down to examine her pussy. Her lips were
puffy and flushed, and he surveyed the cum dripping out of her still-pulsing hold. Using the side of
his thumb, he pushed his seed back inside her, causing Hermione to squeal and twitch in surprise.
 Looking up, however, he found her with tears moving down her cheeks.

"What's wrong, baby girl?" He asked, absolutely intent on making her smile again.

"Nothing, just overwhelmed. I'm so lucky I have someone like you to protect me and take care of
me."

"Oh baby," he whispered, as he reached down to give Hermione a big hug."I'm so proud of you."

In response, Hermione hugged him even tighter.

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 Chapter 6
Chapter Notes

Hi! I'm back. This is a bit of a longer (and slightly rougher) chapter, somewhat
inspired by some Sevmione fics I've read lately ("The Ribboned-Witch", by
IShouldBe, and "Word of the Day" by Ninja Goldfish). I recently re-read "Sense and
Sensibility" for about the 42nd time, and I was wondering if you guys would be
interested in some more ~mature~ content with Colonel Brandon. If so, I'll try to make
it appropriately filthy. It's what Jane Austen would've wanted.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

"Mmmph!" Hermione moaned through pursed lips as the belt licked her brick-red bottom, tears
forming in the corners of her eyes. She stood naked, bent over the bed, ass in the air, with Severus
behind her, delivering swat after swat. As he gave a few particularly hard hits, her moans became
indistinguishable from shouts and her feet kicked up from the ground. The tears which she had held
back began to stream down her cheeks.

"Only wanton little whores kick when they're punished," he growled, and she whimpered in
response, tipping herself back and forth on the edge of her toes in an earnest attempt to obey. He
continued to swat at her, applying a more playful intensity as he could tell Hermione was
approaching her limit. Eventually, he tossed the belt off to the side and began massaging her tender
ass with his hands.

"There's my good little girl," he praised, moving a hand up to stroke her hair. "You took your
punishment very well."

Severus leaned down to kiss the marks he had made with the belt, causing Hermione to whine and
wriggle beneath him as he dragged his tongue across her reddened cheeks. From that angle, the
shine of her arousal was apparent, and it took a great deal of restraint to not dip into her wetness.
Moving back up, he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Hermione into his lap.

"Should I reward my perfect girl? Hmm?" Severus asked sweetly, chuckling as Hermione nodded
rapidly.

"What would you like, baby?"

"I'm hungry, daddy. I need you to feed me," Hermione said pleadingly, furrowing her eyebrows.
Severus raised his in response.

"Do you want to suck daddy's cock, baby?" Smirking slightly as Hermione nodded again. "Use
your words, sweet girl."
"Yes, daddy. I need your cock so badly," she said, her eyes begging him sweetly.

"Kneel down on the ground, baby. I'll show you how."

Hermione moved at such a rapid pace that he almost burst out laughing. She stared up at him
eagerly, her eyes deep pools. He began to strip off his clothing, unbuttoning his shirt and trousers.
When he finally removed his underwear, Hermione licked her lips and stared hungrily at his cock
as it bounced to attention.

"Keep your hands on the ground, and just use your mouth. Try to focus on the tip. I don't want you
hurting yourself trying to take all of me in your mouth."

Hermione's first soft lick to the underside of his cock sent a shock through him and he groaned
involuntarily, causing Hermione to blush sweetly. He did his best to refrain from bucking his hips
when she wrapped her hot mouth around him, hollowing her cheeks and sucking maddeningly as if
he were coated in candy.

"Such a good girl for me, princess," Severus said breathlessly, as he began to pet her. "Keep
sucking, and you'll get daddy's special cream."

Hermione hummed, earning another series of groans from Severus. She picked up her pace, then
stopped and leaned down to nuzzle his balls, sucking one into her mouth, then the other.

"Oh, baby. What a hungry little girl," he said, continuing to thread his fingers through her hair.

When she eventually moved back to his cock, she could feel him begin to tense up.

"Keep sucking, baby. Daddy's gonna give you his cum."

A few moments later, Severus let out a long moan as he spurted into her mouth. Hermione moaned
at the sensation, feeling how the hot fluid coated her throat. She swallowed around him, sucking
the last of his cum. Once Severus had come down from his high, he pulled Hermione up onto the
bed, laying her out flat on her back.

"You are an excellent cocksucker, pretty girl," he said, stroking the side of her body as she smiled
up at him. He began to massage her breasts, pinching at each nipple and making her whimper from
the sensitive sensation. Kissing down her stomach, he made his way down, ignoring her pussy and
moving to her thighs, which caused Hermione to let out a whine. Severus nipped at her inner
thighs, staring up at her pussy and admiring the way her swollen outer lips had reddened and the
liquid which shone from her tiny hole.
"You have the sweetest, prettiest little pussy, darling," he said, rubbing his thumb along her slit and
causing her to tremble.

"I love how you take care of me, daddy."

"Do you need me to take care of this little pussy?" He asked, quirking and eyebrow up as he
cupped her sex in his hand.

Hermione nodded and smiled, and he began to kiss softly around her swollen lips. He pressed one
feather-light kiss to her clit, and she bucked her hips up in search of relief. Severus used two fingers
to spread her open, delighting in how her clit came into view, and how her arousal pooled in her
little hole. He began to suckle her clit gently, applying pressure with his tongue as Hermione
writhed beneath him. As Severus continued his ministrations on her clit, he pressed his index
finger into her tight heat. He continued to work her up, adding another finger until her moans took
on a much higher pitch and she began to clench around him. He pulled back, eliciting a long whine
from Hermione, who had been right on the edge.

He sat up on the bed, urging Hermione to lean against him. He reached to grab the teddy bear
which had made its home amongst the pillows on their bed, and the belt which had been discarded
earlier.

"I have an idea for a game, baby. Do you want to play?" Hermione nodded. She liked where this
was headed.

"I'm going to tie your hands together with my belt, and I'm going to fuck you however I like, but
you're allowed cum as much as you want and you'll have your bear to hold onto. Does that sound
alright, baby?"

Hermione nodded rapidly, but her eyes were apprehensive.

"You can always tell me if it's too much," Severus said, stroking her hair. Hermione nodded again,
smiling sweetly this time. With the flick of his hand, Severus wrapped the belt around Hermione's
hands. He then placed the bear under her arms against her chest, and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"There we are, sweet girl. Now you have your toy, and I have mine."

As soon as he had spoken, Severus flipped Hermione over onto her stomach, pinned her down into
the mattress with her ass up, and shoved his cock into her tight pussy. While she was dripping, the
lack of time to adjust to his size shocked Hermione and she called out in pain and pleasure as
Severus pumped his hips at a punishing pace.

"Shhh, baby," he growled into her ear. "Hold onto your bear and let daddy take care of you."
With Severus pounding her pussy and her clit grinding into the mattress, Hermione was rapidly
approaching her orgasm. She began to shake and moan under him.

"That's it, baby. Come for me."

Hermione called out, shaking and pulsing around him. As soon as she came down, she was flipped
over again. Severus spread her legs wide and pushed them up towards her, continuing his painful
pace. Hermione screamed again, still sensitive from her previous orgasm. She felt raw and exposed
against him, and she tried to pull her legs in. Severus, however, quickly pushed them back out, even
farther. She felt tears spring in her eyes, and she buried her face into her stuffed bear.

"That's my good girl. Do you like being daddy's little toy?"

Hermione could only nod as she felt her second orgasm approaching again. She tensed and let out a
strangled sob as she came, hiding her face in her teddy bear again to distract from the
overwhelming mixture of pain and pleasure between her legs. Severus slowed slightly, petting her
overheated head.

"Let me see your face baby," he said, as Hermione slowly moved the bear from her face. He began
to kiss her salty cheeks and her forehead, offering comfort.

"You're going to come for me one more time, baby," he said gently, pushing away the hairs which
had been stuck to her face with sweat. Hermione shook her head.

"I won't stop until you come again," he growled, moving one of his hands to Hermione's throat. He
didn't press down or restrict air, but the pressure of his touch caused Hermione to moan. He
continued to fuck her, somewhat slower than before. He pressed his body down further into her,
resulting in added pressure to her clit. Eventually, Hermione felt herself nearing her third orgasm.
Her eyes screwed shut, and her arms strangled her stuffed bear and she felt herself pushed over the
edge of her last orgasm. Her inner muscles screamed for relief around Severus' cock, and he gave in
to his own orgasm, filling her up with his hot cum.

Relief washed over Hermione as she came down from her high, wincing as Severus pulled out of
her tender pussy. After he removed the belt from her hands, he felt her arms slip around his neck,
pulling him into a hug.

"I'm so proud of you," he said, as she nuzzled herself into his neck.

Severus picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, sitting on the tile floor with her in his arms
as he ran her a hot bath. She winced as he lowered her into the water, not used to the temperature.
He began to wash the sweat off her body and face with a cloth, making sure to move along her skin
gently. Hermione smiled softly at him.
 "Thank you, Severus."

Chapter End Notes

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 Chapter 7
Chapter Notes

Hey guys! Happy New Year's Eve! My resolution is to write more, so I'm getting
started now. This chapter is pretty much just fluff/feels with banter (Hermione is sick,
Severus takes care of her) and some light sexual undertones.

If you're feeling depraved, though, I suggest you go check out my new work: Endeavor
to Deserve Her https://archiveofourown.org/works/36115750/chapters/90029920

It's Colonel Brandon x Marianne Dashwood with a healthy level of smut and kink.

Either way, enjoy!

Severus knew something was wrong when he had found her, red-nosed and draped over their
couch, during his lunchtime visit to their quarters. She had wrapped herself eskimo-style in a thick
woolen blanket, and there were so many tissues surrounding her that they almost resembled dead
leaves beneath a tree.

Severus watched as she shrugged herself upright and reached for the bottle of cold medicine on the
coffee table in front of her. She removed the lid with the flick of her finger and thumb, pouring the
sickeningly sweet cherry syrup down her throat. Hermione swallowed and scrunched her face in an
indignant expression.

“How are you feeling?” Severus asked as he cautiously approached her. Applying caution: one,
because of her possible contagiousness, but also to avoid aggravating any of Hermione’s
frustrations in a way which could be directed at him.

“Excellent,” she drawled, her voice raw and low. She punctuated this sentiment with a cough.

“Glad to hear it,” Severus said, smirking slightly in response. Hermione rolled her eyes, the corners
of her mouth pulling into a smile.
“When did you start feeling sick?” He asked, sorry that he couldn’t have been there to care for her
earlier. The beginning of school after the holidays always necessitated extra cleaning and planning
before class, which was, unfortunately, what he had spent his morning engaged in.

“When I woke up, my throat felt sore. My symptoms are progressing quite quickly, so I hope to
work through it fast. It’s just that time of year.”

“I wish you'd have owled me sooner, I’d have given you something more substantial than this
ridiculous sugar water,” he said, picking up the bottle and shaking it in his hand.

“I tried looking around your lab, but nothing’s labeled.”

“Naughty girl, going through my things,” he said, raising an eyebrow and reaching down to pet the
hairs from her sweaty forehead.

Hermione blushed and shook her head as she continued to inform Severus on her symptoms so that
he could brew the appropriate potions. She had taken her temperature a little while ago. It was
101.8. Not horrible, but reason for some amount of concern. Severus sat down beside her on the
couch and she leaned her achy body against him, placing a hand on his upper thigh.

“Do you think it would be more accurate if I took my temperature with your special thermometer?”
She asked, exaggerating her questioning expression and moving her hand even farther up his leg.

“Temperature readings are most accurate when done rectally, love,” he said, smirking as he
reached around her to pat her blanketed bum. Hermione gasped and feigned an admonishing
expression as she clutched at her imaginary pearls.

“What a debauched doctor you are, sir!”

“With you, darling, I sometimes feel like a perverted pediatrician,” he droned, sighing as he pressed
a kiss to her clammy forehead. With that he stood up and began to move towards the door.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can. I’ll brew you what you’ll need. Owl me if there’s anything else you
think for me to bring you. As much as I know you can’t stand it, you can always rely on the elves
to get you what you need.”

Hermione nodded, and Severus made his way out of their chambers, listing in his head the potion
ingredients he would need.

A few hours later, he returned home again. It was never easy, being away from Hermione, and
knowing that she didn’t feel well made it all the more difficult.

He quickly brought to her the potions which he had brewed, instructing her on their uses and at
what times she should take them. Eventually, after she had finished with her initial round of
remedies, Severus peeled Hermione from under the blanket and lifted her into his arms.

“Come on, come on, come on, come on,” she repeated, hitting his chest lightly with her hand as he
carried her up the stairs towards the bathroom. “I’m gonna get you sick.”

Eventually, she ceased protesting and relaxed in his arms. He turned on the faucet in the bathtub,
running the temperature slightly cooler than normal to account for her fever. Severus stripped her
out of her clothes, pulling her shirt over her head and removing her panties and socks in a manner
which could only be described as wickedly careful.

He held her hand as she lowered herself into the bath, using the other to stabilize herself. Gently,
he began to scrub her with a washcloth and soap, cupping his hands to rinse her skin. Eventually,
he moved to her hair, scrubbing her scalp and relishing her delighted sighs. Once she had been
thoroughly bathed, Severus drained the water, pulled her up, and dried her off. He fetched one of
his t-shirts and a pair of soft, white cotton panties from their room. Severus returned and pulled
Hermione’s damp body towards him, wrapping his arms around her and pressing a kiss to her
forehead. They stood like that for a little while, swaying slightly, Hermione’s head resting on his
chest.

When he felt her begin to press almost all of her weight into him, he pulled her away from him,
attempting to remove her from her slumberous state. Hermione blinked her eyes a few times, then
watched as Severus unfolded the shirt. She lifted her arms as he pulled it over her head, moving her
hair through the collar as well. Hermione stepped into her panties and Severus pulled them slowly
up her legs. He smirked up at her as blush moved across her cheeks. He reached her waist and
pulled the garment slightly higher than necessary, creating a delicious pressure which caused
Hermione to whimper slightly as they walked to their bedroom.
Hermione pulled herself underneath the covers, and Severus wrapped them further around her. As
she settled in, he went to fetch her a glass of water and her box of tissues. He returned to find her
nearly asleep, and he quickly pulled off his work clothes and quietly lowered himself into bed.

Hermione’s sleep heavy arms reached out for him, and he pulled her towards him, entwining
themselves together as she pressed her head against his chest.

“I love you, Severus,” Hermione muttered drowsily, in a shockingly relaxed tone.

Severus felt a warmth in his hands and face, taking a moment to register exactly what Hermione
had said. He then felt her sink into sleep and he pulled her closer, nestling his face into her hair.

“I love you too.”

 Chapter 8
Chapter Notes

Hey! I know it's been a while, I've been quite busy for the last month or so, but I'm on
vacation this next week, so I hope to get more written. As always, I hope you enjoy!

“Daddy, may I play with your cock?” Hermione asked innocently (as innocently as one could ask
that kind of question), looking up at him as she set her book down, placing a hand on either of his
thighs as she lay sprawled out in his lap. Severus quirked an eyebrow.

“I’m achy, I need you to help me feel better,” Hermione responded, pleading with her eyes.

“We can’t have that, sweet girl. Take my cock out, daddy will teach you how to make yourself feel
good.”

Hermione bit her lip as she eagerly unzipped him. Severus raised his hips to assist her, and she
pulled his pants and boxers down over his legs. He kicked them off as she sat upright.

“The first step is to get my cock hard so that I can fill you right up. Pet it a bit, and feel how I
respond.”

Hermione reached out eagerly, lovingly stroking and petting his cock as Severus hummed.

“You’ll want to get it nice and wet, too,” He added.

Hermione released a glob of spit on the head of his penis, then another, rubbing it all over and
causing Severus to groan.

“That’s it, baby. Nice and slippery.”

Hermione polished him until his cock shone with spit, eventually taking the head in her mouth and
sucking lightly. The sucking calmed her, and Severus began to pet her head as she continued her
motions.

“That’s good, little one. I can be your soother later, but now I need you to undress for me so that I
can take care of your ache.”

Hermione nodded and pulled off her shirt and panties.

“Leave your socks on, I don’t want you getting cold,” he said, as Hermione chuckled. How
considerate .

“Come sit in my lap, and I’ll let you play.”

Hermione hopped up eagerly.

“There’s my good girl. Start bouncing on my cock. Do what makes you feel good.

After impaling herself, Hermione began to move up and down, increasing until she reached a
galloping pace. She giggled and whimpered, delighting in the feeling of being filled so completely
as he admired her.

“So fun, daddy! I love playing with your cock!” Hermione called out as Severus chuckled.

“Oh, baby girl, I love seeing you happy. Doesn’t that make your ache feel better?” He asked,
reaching a hand up to stroke the side of her face.

Hermione nodded vigorously, and she squeezed her eyes shut as she thumped her hips even faster.
She clenched around him, on the edge of cumming.

“That’s it, come for me, little girl,” Severus commanded, still cupping her face.

“Daaddyyy! Hermione called out, pulsing through her orgasm as she shook. Severus pulled her in
and held her to his chest while she calmed down. He stroked her back with one hand, using the
other to tilt her chin up and brush the hair out of her flushed and sweaty face.
“I can make you feel even better, sweet girl. Do you think you can come another time for me?

Hermione pondered his question. She was pretty tired, but she knew he could make her feel good.
She nodded.

“That’s my girl. Lay down on your back for me.”

She obeyed immediately, lying down and stretching out as she sunk into the mattress. Severus
undressed, moved in between her legs and pressed a kiss to her forehead, rubbing her cheek with
his thumb. He moved to grab the teddy bear from their bedside table, and set it in her arms. Then,
he sat upright and began to stroke both of her legs, placing them up over his shoulders.

“I’m going to fuck you nice and hard, sweet girl. Hold onto your bear when you get overwhelmed.”

Hermione nodded, and she whimpered as he began to slowly press into her tight slit. She was still
sensitive from her previous orgasm, and she desperately wanted to grab onto him, but he was
situated just out of reach, so she clutched her bear.

He continued to piston in and out of her, picking up the pace as she whined and squirmed. He then
pressed a thumb to her exposed clit, and began applying a deep pressure to the sensitive little bud.
He fucked her even faster, and she completely buried her face in the soft toy as her legs shook.

The pleasure was overwhelming and, while she felt her orgasm was right there, she couldn’t quite
reach it. She felt the tears well up in her eyes as she gave Severus a pleading look. He slowed his
pace, and bent down to run a hand over her face.

“Shhhh, sweet girl. That’s alright. Just let go.”

Hermione nodded, relaxing her muscles and exhaling, letting her mind wander.

Severus began to pound her again, and she let herself be overtaken by the sensation, moaning
loudly with each thrust.

“There’s my brave girl. Come for me again, Hermione. I know you can do it,” he coaxed, his eyes
 gentle.

Hermione felt her voice go hoarse as she fell into her orgasm, shaking and pulsing around him as
he continued to fuck her, eventually lifting her hips up and pumping his cum deep inside her.

Severus gingerly removed her legs from his shoulders and slipped out of her, laying down on the
bed and once again pulling her to his chest.

“You’re my good girl,” he praised, as a very sleepy Hermione placed her head on his chest and
squeezed his arm. “I’ll always take care of you.”

End Notes

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