Title: Tender
Author: RavenclawGrrl (padme_patil@yahoo.com)
Disclaimer: The characters belong to JK Rowling. I just want them to be happy.
Rating: PG-13
A/N: In honor of the pending removal of all NC-17 fics from fanfiction.net, I humbly offer this simple piece that dares to mention Severus Snape, Ginny Weasley and the word nipple (gasp) all in the same fic!
Tender
Lips brushed against Ginny's nipple and she whispered, "I'm not sure I can do this."
"Of course you can," came the gentle reassurance from Severus, one warm hand cupping her shoulder, the other brushing a strand of copper hair away from her face.
"No, I. Oh!" she gasped as the warm mouth closed around her tender, swollen bud of flesh. The tip of a tongue flicked questioningly at her nipple and then the mouth latched on firmly and began to suckle her breast in earnest.
"Oh.," Ginny gasped again as she briefly closed her eyes and savored this intense new feeling. Was it pleasure? Joy? Or simply a sense of completeness?
The gentle ministrations continued and as Ginny relaxed into it she felt a delicious tingling throughout her breast and funny, fluttery, almost tickle- y contractions deep inside her.
She opened her eyes, bright with tears of happiness, and looked up at her husband. He smiled gloriously at her and whispered, "I told you that you could." She then turned her full attention to the infant in her arms - their son. The baby boy looked with dark, unfocused eyes at her and she found herself gazing into all of eternity.
~ Fin ~
Author: RavenclawGrrl (padme_patil@yahoo.com)
Disclaimer: The characters belong to JK Rowling. I just want them to be happy.
Rating: PG-13
A/N: In honor of the pending removal of all NC-17 fics from fanfiction.net, I humbly offer this simple piece that dares to mention Severus Snape, Ginny Weasley and the word nipple (gasp) all in the same fic!
Tender
Lips brushed against Ginny's nipple and she whispered, "I'm not sure I can do this."
"Of course you can," came the gentle reassurance from Severus, one warm hand cupping her shoulder, the other brushing a strand of copper hair away from her face.
"No, I. Oh!" she gasped as the warm mouth closed around her tender, swollen bud of flesh. The tip of a tongue flicked questioningly at her nipple and then the mouth latched on firmly and began to suckle her breast in earnest.
"Oh.," Ginny gasped again as she briefly closed her eyes and savored this intense new feeling. Was it pleasure? Joy? Or simply a sense of completeness?
The gentle ministrations continued and as Ginny relaxed into it she felt a delicious tingling throughout her breast and funny, fluttery, almost tickle- y contractions deep inside her.
She opened her eyes, bright with tears of happiness, and looked up at her husband. He smiled gloriously at her and whispered, "I told you that you could." She then turned her full attention to the infant in her arms - their son. The baby boy looked with dark, unfocused eyes at her and she found herself gazing into all of eternity.
~ Fin ~