Hermione’s arched back barely hits the table before Severus is on his feet and looming over her, swiftly snatching her upper arm and tugging her close to his chest while his other hand twists into the curls at the back of her head with a firm grip. Capturing her lips with his own, he delves deep into her sweet mouth, their groans mingling as she tastes herself on his tongue, while her hands make quick work of his buttons.