Fallen in Love with a Snatcher (Harry Potter Fanfic)

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A/n: This chapter contains a lemon. You have been warned. 

Hermione's eyes widened as the man kept kissing her tenderly. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She should be trying to pull his hair out, zapping him with whatever spell popped in her head, kneeing him in his private area, something! 

But she was just standing there... still shocked. 

She gasped when she felt one of his hands start to roam up and down her side while the other one dug deep into her hair. Her gasp allowed him to slip his tongue into her mouth. Her entire face was a beet-red. She had kissed a few guys before but never like this. Hermione's eyes fluttered shut as she began to melt into the kiss. Their tongues fought for dominance until his won the battle. They broke the kiss for air, a string of saliva dripping from their mouths. 

"Is this your first time?" he asked her, his breath puffing in and out of her ear. Hermione nodded while she was panting; her head hung low, nearly pressing her forehead against his chest. Hermione jolted as she felt her wand being tugged out of her hand. She shot her head up, her eyes gleaming in fear as he held up her wand in his hand. 

"Easy, love. I'm not going to hurt you." he told her as he pointed the wand a few feet away from her. He mumbled a spell she never heard of as she watched the leaves swirling around till they began to form a bed with actual blankets and sheets. Her eyes widened as she felt him pick her up into his arms.

"Your first time shouldn't be done in the mud." He stated before lightly tossing her onto the bed. She squealed while she lightly jumped a bit. She climbed on her elbows as he climbed on top of her. He latched his lips onto hers again, his hands softly cupping her face. She hummed into the kiss as she ran her hands up and down his arms. He broke it off as he pushed himself up again. Hermione panted as she watched him slip off his coat then slowly unbutton his shirt. He toss them somewhere else. Her eyes glanced down at his chest, admiring his well-toned abs. 

"You like what you see?" he asked, his lips tilting up into a smirk. Before she could say something, he pressed the tip of her wand against her clothes, "Now be a good girl, and start stripping... unless you want me to disintegrate your clothes altogether, but then you'll have to roam the forest naked." 

Hermione shuffled up into a sitting position, removing her shoes first, then unzipped her jacket before removing her shirt, leaving her in a rose-colored bra. She shivered underneath his gaze as he licked his lips. He reached his hand out towards her. Gently, he brush his hand against her face down her jawline and neck before pausing at her chest. Hermione closed her eyes as she quietly moaned underneath his touch. He ran his fingertips over the top of her breasts, sliding them side to side before he pulled her bra down. 

She toss her arms around her chest, turning her head to the side. She then felt as his hand grabbed hold of her chin and pulled her face back towards him. He lightly pecked her lips before kissing down her jaw to her neck, sucking on the corner of her neck. She gasped as he wrapped his slender fingers around her wrists then pulled them off her breasts. He wrapped his lips around one of her nipples and began sucking on it. She winced as he nipped it between his teeth then began to gentle pull on them. He proceeded to continue with this for a couple of more minutes and until he was certain each one got the same treatment. 

He then moved down her stomach till he was at the trim of her jeans. He slowly unbuttoned her jeans then pulled them down from her legs, leaving her in her red panties. He bit the side of her panties then pulled them down her legs. He tossed them to the side before pushing her legs to the sides. She winced as he moved his face near her entrance before she gasped when his tongue made contact with her pearl. She tossed her head backwards as she arched her back. She hummed and moaned as he began to run his tongue up and down her then dipped it in and out of her womanhood. His hands lightly rubbed on her thighs as he picked up the pace of licking against her. 

She felt her heart pounding deep within her chest as a knot began to form within herself. She gasped while her hands tightened around the blankets and sheets. She felt the knot tighten within her. 

"I-- I'm-- I'm--" Hermione panted out. The man suddenly stopped, causing her to whimper, then crawled his way up to her, leaving a trail of saliva as he licked his way up her jawline. He leaned over her as he reached down towards his pants and began to unbuckle his pants. Her body stiffened as she felt his shaft brush up against her. 

"Do you want it? Do you want me inside you?" He whispered. Hermione nervously nodded her head. 

"No, no, Hermione-- I want to hear it. I want you to say, 'Scabior, I want you to fuck me, right now.'" He ordered her before lightly pushing the tip inside then pulled out. She gasped before lifting her head so she could look him in the eye. 

"Scabior-- I want you to fuck me-- right now--" She panted. Slowly and gently, he slipped inside her. Hermione whimpered, biting her lips as she felt him feel her in. He whispered sweet-nothings in her ear as she adjusted to him. She moved her hips around when she felt herself ready for him to move. He pulled out slowly before ramming into her again. He gently paced himself as he thrusted in and out of her. 

She moaned while her hands rubbed up and down his arms then shoulders. She dug her hands into his hair, pulling his face close to hers. They panted against each other, their chests pressed on top of the other as Scabior began to pound into her. Hermione gasped as the knot began to form again. 

"Scabior... I'm--" she started to say when Scabior latched his lips onto hers. He thrusted faster till finally slammed inside her as she felt herself and him release. They laid there panting as Scabior pulled out of her. He gently pressed a kiss on her temple before climbing off her. She watched as he proceeded to dress himself. Hermione climbed up into a sitting position as he buttoned his shirt up. 

"So what are you going to do with me?" She asked him. He turned around, coat in hand. He suddenly wrapped the coat around her shoulder before pulling her close so they were face to face again. 

"Whenever you feel like you need some... playtime," Scabior flirted with her, "just walk into the forest wearing this jacket and I'll come running to you... baby." 

He slowly released his grip on the coat as he proceeded to walk into the woods then suddenly vanished altogether.