Fiction
Rating: M (adults only)
Challenge: caught!
Beta: Corisu
He had taken her to collect mushrooms in the forest. They had eaten them for lunch; they had been delicious with cream. She thought she should take her leave then, but he stopped her.
"You're leaving already?"
"Well, I wouldn't want to intrude on your time."
"Silly girl, you know I like being with you."
He stood up, went to her and took her in his arms. He crushed her against him and began to show her how he liked being with her by kissing her passionately. They went on kissing for quite some time, but soon, it wasn't enough.
He led her to the bedroom; she was only too happy to follow. There, near the bed, he resumed their kissing and slid his hands under her clothing. She reciprocated; she was so glad that she would soon know what was under his black outfit.
She gasped when he moved his lips to suck her neck while tweaking a nipple under her bra. His leg insinuated itself between hers; she rubbed herself against his thigh. She pulled his shirt out of his trousers. Her ability to think clearly was obviously impaired, for she couldn't remember how to untie his belt.
He stilled her hands and began to undress her slowly, piece of clothing by piece of clothing, kissing and stroking the flesh that was gradually exposed to him. When he was done, he pushed her gently on her back on the bed. He undressed himself and joined her. He kissed her again, his hands roamed over her body, leaving no place uncharted, until she asked him to take her.
He placed himself between her thighs. He took time to rub his erection against her damp entrance, provoking fever in her and loud moans from her delightful mouth. He entered her.
His pace was slow at the beginning. It was not long before she urged him to go faster. He heeded her request; her moans got louder. He hushed her with a deep kiss, plunging his tongue into her mouth.
That was heaven! The friction of their sweaty bodies, inside and outside of her, was glorious. She shivered and cried, "Severus!"
"Uh?"
She opened her eyes. She had been so caught up in her fantasy that she had convinced herself for a moment that she was Hermione and Roger was Severus! Why did the Harry Potter books have to be fiction?