**Surrendering to Desire**

As Snape's hands guided her, Hermione felt a surge of excitement mixed with a little fear. But she knew that she was ready, that she was ready to surrender to her desires and let Snape take control. With a deep breath, she relaxed into his touch, allowing him to position her above his arousal. The sensation of his hardness against her was almost overwhelming, but Snape's gentle guidance and soothing words of encouragement helped to calm her nerves. Slowly, he began to lower her onto him, his eyes locked onto hers as he monitored her every reaction. Hermione felt a slight stinging sensation as she took him inside her, but it was quickly replaced by a sense of fullness and pleasure. Snape's eyes seemed to burn with intensity as he watched her, his gaze drinking in every detail of her expression. As she adjusted to the sensation of him inside her, Hermione began to move, her hips tentatively rocking back and forth. Snape's hands grasped her waist, his fingers digging gently into her skin as he helped her find her rhythm. The room around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the sensation of their bodies joined together. Hermione felt a sense of freedom and release as she moved above Snape, her desires and inhibitions slowly falling away. Snape's eyes never left hers, his gaze holding a deep intensity as he watched her. Hermione could see the desire and passion burning within him, and she knew that he was fighting to hold back, to let her set the pace. As she moved above him, Hermione felt a sense of power and control that she had never experienced before. She was the one guiding the pace, the one dictating the rhythm of their lovemaking. And yet, at the same time, she was surrendering to Snape's desires, letting him take control and guide her. The sensation was exhilarating, and Hermione felt herself building towards a crescendo of pleasure. Snape's eyes seemed to sense her approaching climax, and he reached up, his hands cupping her breasts as he helped to push her over the edge. As Hermione's body shuddered and trembled, Snape's own climax followed, his eyes locked onto hers as he released his pent-up passion. The two of them sat there, their bodies still joined, their hearts pounding in unison. In that moment, Hermione knew that she had made the right decision. She had surrendered to her desires, and it had felt more right than she could have ever imagined. As she gazed into Snape's eyes, she knew that their relationship had changed forever, that they had crossed a threshold into something deeper and more meaningful. And as they sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, Hermione knew that she would never be the same again. She had discovered a new side of herself, a side that was sensual and passionate, and she knew that she would never be able to go back to the way things were before.