Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. All property of JK Rowling.


Severus and Hermione lay wrapped in each other, breathless and perspiring heavily. The look of love shared by the two was overwhelming for both of them. Hermione remembered a time where she never thought Severus would look at her as he was right now. She felt as though she was the only girl on the planet, the most desirable person in his eyes. Severus was thinking thoughts along the same lines as Hermione.

He never thought he would have been this lucky. Here he was, lying with a naked, beautiful, intelligent and kind woman – the greasy bat of the dungeons did well for himself finally. He hated his past, the things he saw and experienced in the years gone by but he was pretty sure he would go through all he had again, if it landed him exactly where he was right now.

"Was that worth waiting six months for my love?" Hermione asked with a smirk.

"It was darling, but I do hope you will not keep me waiting as long for our next encounter?" She could see the apprehension in his eyes when he asked this question. Touching his face and shaking her head, she leant forward and placed a kiss on his lips.

"After that performance Severus, I doubt I will ever keep you waiting. Actually, I'm game for round two if you are? Perhaps you'll let me take control a bit this time?" She caught Severus unawares and flipped them over so she was on top, straddling him.

Hermione wasted no time on foreplay, she was still moist from their earlier session and slid down on him with ease, despite her tightness. The groans from their chambers were are ferocious as before, yet it was apparent that Severus was more vocal this time. It seemed that he liked the woman to take control too.

Truth be told Severus was mesmerised by the beautiful brunette bouncing on top of him. He had seen wonders of the world, sights that made his breath catch in his throat, but none as alluring and erotic as the one before him. Her eyes were closed in pleasure and her bottom lip was red and swollen from her biting it. He never really imagined his book-wormish girlfriend would be such a fire-cracker in bed. This particular thought was strengthened even more as she quickly hopped off his length and took him in her mouth.

Severus was dumbstruck, breathless, in heaven. Hermione certainly knew how to give a good blow-job (how she knew, didn't bear thinking about without getting jealous). Her mouth was warm; she sucked with just enough pressure and teased his tip with her tongue. Severus thought he would explode right there as Hermione began to tease him more, spurting dirty talk.

"Mmm, does Severus like it when I suck on his biiiig cock?" She took him in mouth again, cupping his testicles in her hand as she worked up and down him with fervour. Severus couldn't answer, he was reduced to a puddle of moans and groans. Feeling his member become even harder, Hermione stopped her attack and gave him a moment to compose himself.

"Herm…Hermione, my gods, you little minx. I think I've died and gone to heaven. Now please, my love let me return the favour." Severus stretched and sat up at full height and kissed her hard on the mouth while his hands explored her breasts and manipulated her folds. He kissed from her mouth down to her neck, from her neck to the flesh on top of her breasts before finally taking her nipple in his mouth.

Hermione was beyond turned on, now she just ached to have her gorgeous lover inside of her. She pulled away from him and turned away from him. She rose onto her hands and knees, her pert bum high in the air in front of his face.

"Please darling, take me now. Show me how you can make me orgasm again and again."

Very few men would be able to pass up that kind of invitation from their lover and Severus was certainly one of them. He had wanted to take Hermione from behind the time before but wasn't sure she would have approved. Some women didn't like it from behind. It was a relief to discover that Hermione was a bit of a pervert, just like him.

Severus made his lover orgasm multiple times before succumbing himself that night. Hermione and Severus were both in bed the entire weekend. Thoroughly 'shagged out', the pair found themselves content sexually, mentally and with life in general.

Severus had decided towards the beginning of their relationship that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Hermione, so that left him one question to ask her.

But, first things first...Severus had to ask her father's permission before he could even think about asking her to become his wife. This was going to be a visit to her parents he was not looking forward to. He got on well with both her parents, however he knew her father was uncomfortable with the union due to the massive age gap. Severus was only 10 years younger than her father, Gerald and couldn't help but feel like some sort of cradle snatcher when they were in company together.

Ah well, Severus thought, best get it over and done with.


AN:

What will Gerald have to say?

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