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Chapter 21 – "Sev should take showers more often"
Hermione and Severus were exceedingly grateful for having the day off. Their night had been very active, taking turns with gentle and then highly passionate lovemaking. They had finally fallen asleep in each other's arms, their bodies sweaty, oily, and sticky.
Hermione woke, and was amazed at how good she felt. She was very sore, below her waist and through her shoulder; Severus had fallen asleep on her arm. She wanted to know what time it was, but the clock was in the sitting room, and with Severus lying on top of her, she couldn't move. Her wand was on the other side of the room, with her discarded robe, so she whispered a spell to part the curtains.
The day was overcast, so Hermione couldn't see the sun. However, the light pouring in woke Severus, who turned to her and smiled. Hermione was so relieved to be able to move her arms that it must have shown on her face. However, Severus mistook the look for relief that he was moving away from her.
"Hermione, do you regret last night? Because, if you do, I will understand. I don't blame you…"
Hermione silenced him with a kiss.
"I don't regret a thing, love. I was relieved because you fell asleep on my arm. I was grateful to move it again. I loved last night, and I love you."
"Good. I truly enjoyed myself for the first time in a long time. But why did you need to know the time? You have no classes today. I will not make you study on a holiday."
"I was just wondering if I had time to still meet Draco."
"You had a meeting with Draco?"
"No. He and I have been having breakfast together every morning. I assume we have to eat, and I didn't want him to think I had forgotten about him. He did help me yesterday, after all."
"Well, from what I can tell, it is closer to lunch-time. Shall we ask him to join us for lunch?"
"Only if you want. Here I am with the most beautiful man in front of me naked, and I am worried about breakfast with Draco!"
"No, it is all right, love. We will still have time for ourselves today. I am glad he has found someone his age to confide in and relate to. But I do believe we will need a shower first."
"Is it big enough for two?"
"Oh, yes. I like the way you think."
Hermione and Severus jumped into the shower, but actually getting clean was another story. They washed each other's hair, and the feeling of Hermione's hair in his fingers made him rock hard. The fact that she was washing her chest right now didn't help his self-control.
Hermione noticed his arousal, and she took one of her soapy hands and began to wash his manhood. She ran her slender fingers up and down its length, continuing to his sac where she proceeded to roll it in her hands to wash it. Severus was moaning her name, and she had never thought that her name could sound so sensual. She took it a step further and pulled him closer, letting her hands wander to the globes of his ass. She began to stroke along the cleft, and when she touched his opening, he gasped and shook with pleasure. Never in his life had he been pleasured like this before…as if she were worshipping his body.
But it was his soul that was flying higher than ever. He had never known love like this, never believed he deserved it. Now he had it, and he was never letting go.
Hermione continued her ministration on his sensitive areas. Severus continued to moan and writhe until he felt her kneel in the bathtub. She took her warm, red tongue and began to lick him from his navel downwards; when her tongue reached his sac, hot fire shot through his brain and his groan, and he came, harder than he had ever come in his life.
He collapsed back against the marble tile wall, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Hermione was grinning at him devilishly.
"Did you enjoy that, Severus?"
"Oh…very much, my love. I believe it is your turn."
Before she could respond, he captured her mouth in a vicious, hungry kiss, and his hands slipped from her shoulders to her beautiful white breasts. His long fingers laid feather-light touches around her aureole, and she knew she was getting payback.
He knew her left breast was more sensitive, so he took his right hand and trailed it down along her abdomen and to the curls that covered her womanhood. They were even silkier than the curls on her head, and he toyed with them before his index finger between the folds.
He placed his finger on her nub and inserted his thumb as well. He rotated his thumb across her clit, and Hermione was lost in the waves of bliss. She shrieked his name and his fingers were soon covered in her sweet juices. He licked them clean, savoring the taste of her; she tasted like yellow apples. He held her for a long time, letting the water wash them clean again.
As soon as the water began to turn cold, they stepped out and dressed. Severus wore a long-sleeved turtleneck, in a shade so deep purple it was nearly black, and a pair of black Muggle jeans. Hermione had on fall colors: a deep red, trimmed in pumpkin yellow. The shirt had sleeves that fit close until the wrist where they flared out. She wore brown slacks, and to Severus, she looked like a fall goddess.
"I'll Floo Draco's room and see if he wants to join us."
"Good. I'll be in the kitchen."
"We aren't ordering from the house-elves?"
"No. They will be very busy tonight with the feast. Even they get an afternoon off."
Hermione smiled and walked over to the fireplace. She threw in a pinch of powder and called out: "Draco's Room!"
When she saw him sitting in his chair, she called out to him.
"Hey, Draco."
"Oh, hello, dear. Having a good day?"
"Yes, very much so. Sev and I were hoping you would join us for lunch."
"Is he cooking?"
"Yes, he is."
"I'll be through in a minute…if you are sure I won't be intruding?"
"If you would be, I wouldn't have asked."
"I take it you two had fun last night."
"And this morning… Hurry, though; whatever he is making smells fantastic."
"All right; I'm coming."
Draco was landing in the living room of Severus' quarters within seconds.
"Gods, I hate Floo travel. I do so wish I could apparate in the castle."
"You know how to apparate?"
"Lucius taught me when I was 14."
"I would imagine you are unlicensed."
"Of course. Just as I am sure you will be an unlicensed Animagus before long. Uncle Sev told me. A squirrel, huh?"
"Look, ferret boy…"
"You told her! Severus, you promised you wouldn't tell her!"
"Oh, do be quiet, Draco. Lunch is nearly ready."
Draco childishly stuck out his tongue, and Hermione laughed.
"So, love, what did you make?"
"Monte Cristo sandwiches with broccoli-and-cheese soup."
"Sounds great, Uncle."
"All right; tuck in."
The three ate, making small talk along the way. They mentioned that this year's pumpkins were the largest in Hogwarts history. Severus warned Draco to eat a very light dinner and to refrain from meat. With the revel tonight, he would not be able to keep much on his stomach. Draco said he would stay for three dances before heading to the gates. They chatted for about an hour before Hermione left them to talk as she went to meet up with her Gryffindor friends.
"Ginny!"
"Oh, hey, Hermione. I was just on my way to meet the boys for a Quidditch game. Are you coming?"
"Yes, but before we go, I need to ask you for your help. I want to look really good for the ball tonight. Can you make me look pretty?"
"You already are pretty, but I will make you look even more special tonight."
"Thanks, Ginny."
"Anytime. So I take it last night went well?"
"Yes. Very, very well. Do you guys need a referee?"
"Yes, that would be very helpful. You still going to let me borrow that catalogue?"
"Nah, you should come to my room to look through it. You don't want the portraits to gossip."
"Good thinking. Let's go play a quick round of Quidditch with the boys, then we'll go get ready for the dance and the feast."
Chapter 21 – "Sev should take showers more often"
Hermione and Severus were exceedingly grateful for having the day off. Their night had been very active, taking turns with gentle and then highly passionate lovemaking. They had finally fallen asleep in each other's arms, their bodies sweaty, oily, and sticky.
Hermione woke, and was amazed at how good she felt. She was very sore, below her waist and through her shoulder; Severus had fallen asleep on her arm. She wanted to know what time it was, but the clock was in the sitting room, and with Severus lying on top of her, she couldn't move. Her wand was on the other side of the room, with her discarded robe, so she whispered a spell to part the curtains.
The day was overcast, so Hermione couldn't see the sun. However, the light pouring in woke Severus, who turned to her and smiled. Hermione was so relieved to be able to move her arms that it must have shown on her face. However, Severus mistook the look for relief that he was moving away from her.
"Hermione, do you regret last night? Because, if you do, I will understand. I don't blame you…"
Hermione silenced him with a kiss.
"I don't regret a thing, love. I was relieved because you fell asleep on my arm. I was grateful to move it again. I loved last night, and I love you."
"Good. I truly enjoyed myself for the first time in a long time. But why did you need to know the time? You have no classes today. I will not make you study on a holiday."
"I was just wondering if I had time to still meet Draco."
"You had a meeting with Draco?"
"No. He and I have been having breakfast together every morning. I assume we have to eat, and I didn't want him to think I had forgotten about him. He did help me yesterday, after all."
"Well, from what I can tell, it is closer to lunch-time. Shall we ask him to join us for lunch?"
"Only if you want. Here I am with the most beautiful man in front of me naked, and I am worried about breakfast with Draco!"
"No, it is all right, love. We will still have time for ourselves today. I am glad he has found someone his age to confide in and relate to. But I do believe we will need a shower first."
"Is it big enough for two?"
"Oh, yes. I like the way you think."
Hermione and Severus jumped into the shower, but actually getting clean was another story. They washed each other's hair, and the feeling of Hermione's hair in his fingers made him rock hard. The fact that she was washing her chest right now didn't help his self-control.
Hermione noticed his arousal, and she took one of her soapy hands and began to wash his manhood. She ran her slender fingers up and down its length, continuing to his sac where she proceeded to roll it in her hands to wash it. Severus was moaning her name, and she had never thought that her name could sound so sensual. She took it a step further and pulled him closer, letting her hands wander to the globes of his ass. She began to stroke along the cleft, and when she touched his opening, he gasped and shook with pleasure. Never in his life had he been pleasured like this before…as if she were worshipping his body.
But it was his soul that was flying higher than ever. He had never known love like this, never believed he deserved it. Now he had it, and he was never letting go.
Hermione continued her ministration on his sensitive areas. Severus continued to moan and writhe until he felt her kneel in the bathtub. She took her warm, red tongue and began to lick him from his navel downwards; when her tongue reached his sac, hot fire shot through his brain and his groan, and he came, harder than he had ever come in his life.
He collapsed back against the marble tile wall, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Hermione was grinning at him devilishly.
"Did you enjoy that, Severus?"
"Oh…very much, my love. I believe it is your turn."
Before she could respond, he captured her mouth in a vicious, hungry kiss, and his hands slipped from her shoulders to her beautiful white breasts. His long fingers laid feather-light touches around her aureole, and she knew she was getting payback.
He knew her left breast was more sensitive, so he took his right hand and trailed it down along her abdomen and to the curls that covered her womanhood. They were even silkier than the curls on her head, and he toyed with them before his index finger between the folds.
He placed his finger on her nub and inserted his thumb as well. He rotated his thumb across her clit, and Hermione was lost in the waves of bliss. She shrieked his name and his fingers were soon covered in her sweet juices. He licked them clean, savoring the taste of her; she tasted like yellow apples. He held her for a long time, letting the water wash them clean again.
As soon as the water began to turn cold, they stepped out and dressed. Severus wore a long-sleeved turtleneck, in a shade so deep purple it was nearly black, and a pair of black Muggle jeans. Hermione had on fall colors: a deep red, trimmed in pumpkin yellow. The shirt had sleeves that fit close until the wrist where they flared out. She wore brown slacks, and to Severus, she looked like a fall goddess.
"I'll Floo Draco's room and see if he wants to join us."
"Good. I'll be in the kitchen."
"We aren't ordering from the house-elves?"
"No. They will be very busy tonight with the feast. Even they get an afternoon off."
Hermione smiled and walked over to the fireplace. She threw in a pinch of powder and called out: "Draco's Room!"
When she saw him sitting in his chair, she called out to him.
"Hey, Draco."
"Oh, hello, dear. Having a good day?"
"Yes, very much so. Sev and I were hoping you would join us for lunch."
"Is he cooking?"
"Yes, he is."
"I'll be through in a minute…if you are sure I won't be intruding?"
"If you would be, I wouldn't have asked."
"I take it you two had fun last night."
"And this morning… Hurry, though; whatever he is making smells fantastic."
"All right; I'm coming."
Draco was landing in the living room of Severus' quarters within seconds.
"Gods, I hate Floo travel. I do so wish I could apparate in the castle."
"You know how to apparate?"
"Lucius taught me when I was 14."
"I would imagine you are unlicensed."
"Of course. Just as I am sure you will be an unlicensed Animagus before long. Uncle Sev told me. A squirrel, huh?"
"Look, ferret boy…"
"You told her! Severus, you promised you wouldn't tell her!"
"Oh, do be quiet, Draco. Lunch is nearly ready."
Draco childishly stuck out his tongue, and Hermione laughed.
"So, love, what did you make?"
"Monte Cristo sandwiches with broccoli-and-cheese soup."
"Sounds great, Uncle."
"All right; tuck in."
The three ate, making small talk along the way. They mentioned that this year's pumpkins were the largest in Hogwarts history. Severus warned Draco to eat a very light dinner and to refrain from meat. With the revel tonight, he would not be able to keep much on his stomach. Draco said he would stay for three dances before heading to the gates. They chatted for about an hour before Hermione left them to talk as she went to meet up with her Gryffindor friends.
"Ginny!"
"Oh, hey, Hermione. I was just on my way to meet the boys for a Quidditch game. Are you coming?"
"Yes, but before we go, I need to ask you for your help. I want to look really good for the ball tonight. Can you make me look pretty?"
"You already are pretty, but I will make you look even more special tonight."
"Thanks, Ginny."
"Anytime. So I take it last night went well?"
"Yes. Very, very well. Do you guys need a referee?"
"Yes, that would be very helpful. You still going to let me borrow that catalogue?"
"Nah, you should come to my room to look through it. You don't want the portraits to gossip."
"Good thinking. Let's go play a quick round of Quidditch with the boys, then we'll go get ready for the dance and the feast."