A.N:
- Okay here it is the consummation of their otherwise innocent relationship. Please review as it had took me a while to write this (my first ever sex scene!)
- Also I'd like to apologise for the delay in my updating, but I've been busy celebrating some unexpected news…I'm three months pregnant -smiles-
Chapter Twenty One: Serendipity
Hermione arrived at Severus' quarters dressed in a long silken green dress and matching high healed shoes. Although her outfit was slightly extravagant she really did aim to dress to impress and chose her current attire as the tool to do such a thing.
Gathering her nerves, she knocked on his door with her free hand (the other was carrying a rather expensive bottle of white wine,) and waited nervously for her former Potions Master to appear.
In no time, Severus came to the door in a black shirt with his sleeves rolled slightly up and several buttons undone, revealing a small amount of bare chest. He looked smart, casual and most importantly sexy.
"Wow Severus you look…well sexy." Snape smiled but looked rather flustered at her compliment.
"And you look absolutely beautiful Hermione." He took the bottle of wine off her and led her by the hand into his sitting room.
The room was rather predictably decorated in deep greens and greys; it was startlingly like Septima's bedroom. After discretely examining the room, Hermione sat on the black fabric sofa affront of the blazing fire and was joined by Severus moments later. He handed her a large glass of wine.
"Your quarters are lovely Severus but rather predictable in terms of colour."
"Of course. House pride is very important to me thus I wear my house colours in every sense of the word."
"Yes I guessed as much."
"I've made a casserole for dinner this evening; I hope that's okay with you?"
"Yeah that's wonderful. I brought white wine thinking that you'd make something similar."
"That predictable am I?" he asked initiating a smile from Hermione.
"Of course not my dear," she replied hastily not wanting to annoy him.
"Hermione," began Severus about to change the subject, "thank you."
"For what Severus?" she asked in reply as she sat between his legs on the rug and encased in his arms before the fire.
"For making me happy, for giving me a beautiful child and for well, being you."
"I always want to make you happy so you have no need to thank me. I'll be honest and say that this is not what I expected or even planed. If someone would have said to me in my seventh year that by the age of twenty two I would have given birth to your child and be enjoying romantic evenings with you, I would have hexed them into next year."
"Equally if someone would have told me something similar I would have done the same. However, things happen for a reason, maybe we were always meant to be. When one falls for someone like you and they in return share similar feelings it is a clear indication that Serendipity is following one about. You have made me a happy man Hermione; something which everybody else has failed to do."
"And you I. I always presumed I'd be some high flying Auror with no time for wizards by this age and I'm glad that I presumed wrong. Instead I have you; the most powerful, intellectual and loyal wizard to ever grace the planet. And to top it off, we have a beautiful and equally special daughter together."
She turned to face Severus with tears in her eyes and rested her fore-head on his. He slowly and passionately kissed her lips, holding his lips against her smaller ones for what seemed like hours.
"Severus," whispered Hermione, her voice riddled with passion, "I want you, I truly do, but I'm so very frightened."
"Shh Hermione, I want you too but I will wait until you are ready."
"I am ready Severus but it doesn't stop me being scared." He leant forward to kiss her soft neck in reply.
"I will never hurt you Hermione Granger. Never."
"I trust you," she whispered shortly in reply.
Without any further encouragement, Severus took her hand in his much larger one and prompted her to stand. Slowly and carefully he led her by the hand through a small corridor and into a softly lit room.
With her heart beating harshly in shear anticipation, Hermione surveyed his room. It wasn't a large cold room, like she had expected, and instead, it was laced with fine silks and soft colours with a large four poster bed at its middle. The latter is where Severus led her.
Not wanting to seem too hasty, Severus allowed her to become accustomed to his room before he began kissing her. However, to his surprise she pushed him back onto the silken sheets and began kissing his neck. Severus let his hands roam her body as she nipped at his bare neck, every so often groaning in enjoyment.
Despite her outwards appearance, Hermione was not confident and was instead comfortable; at that present moment there was indeed a subtle difference. Her comfort with the situation was a result of her trust in Severus, despite their difficult past. Thus far, since they had decided to be at lease amicable with one another, the Potions Master had been thoughtful, considerable and well…loving. He was a complex yet rich in personality.
Even before this defining and tender moment in their relationship, Hermione had begun to understand the way in which the older man worked. His outward and rather public domain was a veneer to discourage intrusion and maintain his privacy. True, he was on some levels difficult, sarcastic and down right nasty, but once one got to know him he took on a whole new persona. The Severus Snape that Hermione was falling in love with was a Father, a protector and her partner; he was an honest, loyal, brave and powerful wizard. Severus Snape was everything that Hermione Granger needed.
Deciding that a little more activity and bravery on her part was needed, Hermione dimmed the lights with her wand and charmed gentle music to play under their soft moans. It was an action in which encouraged the Potions Master to begin undressing the beautiful woman beneath him, as it showed that she was ready to take things further from the simple kisses they had previously been sharing.
Slowly and lovingly, taking an imperative amount of time to memorize her every curve, Severus stripped Hermione of her offending clothing leaving her bare except for a set of black lace underwear. To his delight, the young witch's body was exactly how he deemed a woman's should be. She was neither skinny nor too large; instead she was curvy, voluptuous and showed the sensual signs of childbirth. Severus was in awe of her slightly protruding stomach of which was the obvious after effects of carrying his daughter, and loved the way hips widened before they merged into the curvy shape of her legs.
After quickly noticing her own lack of clothing, Hermione thought it about time she stripped Severus down to his undergarments also. Without the hesitation or restraint that he had shown whilst undressing her, Hermione pulled at his many buttons in several swift movements until his shirt was left askew on the bedroom floor.
Severus' chest was surprisingly well defined, with a thin scattering of black hair gracing his chest and a similarly dark trail of hair disappearing to below his belt. After following the said trail with her eyes, Hermione opted to investigate further and unclasped his pants whilst watching the raw emotions of lust, desire and nervousness play about his usually unreadable face. Below his black attire Severus was wearing black silk boxers that felt extremely sensual under her touch. His boxers were raised dramatically and created a black silken tent as a result of his amazingly large erection. Hermione gasped at its size after mentally comparing it with Victor's and immediately deducting that Severus was far better equip than the Bulgarian had been. (Of course she only knew of Victor's size through harmless teenage touching and nothing like what she and Severus were about to experience.)
Severus could feel Hermione tense beside him and could sense her apprehension upon the sight. To bring her back into her formally established comfort zone and deter any worrying thoughts that may have been running through her mind, he began kissing down her body, along the inside of her thighs and back up once more. Hermione was shaking in pleasure.
As the third song of the evening began to flow through Severus' chambers, Hermione thought it high time to move on from the skin to skin touches and harmless kisses; she was ready to feel him inside her. The Transfiguration Professor placed two fingers on the inside of his boxers and pulled them down and over his knees. As he had done to her just moments before, Hermione placed soft kisses along his legs and up the inside of his thighs before she finally reached her desired destination. Unsure of exactly what to do, but hoping that serendipity took over, Hermione kissed the top of his penis and slowly took him inside her mouth. Severus groaned in encouragement; no witch had done such a thing to him in months.
"Hermione, you don't have to…" He was silenced by the increased pressure of her lips around him the stray tongue that flicked over his tip.
"I want to," she replied huskily, before returning swiftly to her ministrations.
Severus lay back in awe of her actions for several minutes until he felt a tightening in his balls. Not wanting to come inside her mouth and instead wanting to inside of her, Severus pulled her back up to face him. She pulled a disappointed expression. To her surprise she had actually enjoyed fellatio.
"Hermione do not look so disappointed, I just didn't want to come so soon. And with what you were just doing to me I don't think I could have handled it for much longer." She smiled at his compliment and he rolled her over onto her back. "And anyway, I want to night to be all about you."
Severus lowered himself between her legs and began kissing the soft skin between; Hermione groaned in acceptance. Encouraged by her moans, Severus let his tongue flick over her clitoris once, before repeating his motions even faster. Hermione couldn't believe anything could feel so good as she felt her nether regions tingle and her stomach tighten.
She lifted her self up and onto her elbows to watch Severus as he continued to infuse such pleasure upon her and the sight brought her further towards her first orgasm than ever. His long black hair fell over her thighs and he looked up without breaking his actions to watch her facial expressions as he quickened his pace. Hermione grabbed a handful of his hair and began guiding him faster as she arched her back and whispered his name. Not before long she came and Severus greedily lapped up the evidence of her orgasm.
"Severus that was amazing. How do you…"
"Magic." He replied simply as he kissed her neck and climbed atop of her. As he began kissing her once more with familiar fever and zeal, Hermione could taste herself on his lips but instead of being disgusted by it she was rather turned on.
Unable to wait for his own orgasm to finally arrive Severus placed himself at her opening and looked deeply into her eyes for permission to go further.
"I trust you," she whispered whole heartedly and ran her fingers through the underside of his hair.
Severus slowly pushed himself inside her simply amazed by her tightness; he would not last long. With one long push he was encased within her, for what he deemed to be the real first time. This time both parties were willing.
Hermione placed her arms on his buttocks and began moving his hips, desperate to feel him glide within her. Obligingly, Severus began thrusting inside of her as her nails gripped his arse tightly and the pain provided an incentive to move even faster.
"Severus!" screamed Hermione as he quickened his pace. "Harder please, I need you so badly."
"Anything you want," Severus panted in reply, pleased with her demands. Her confidence to direct their motions was a clear indicator that she wanted him; more importantly she said she needed him.
The Potions Mater could feel that familiar tightening in his nether regions as he continued to thrust into Hermione and she spasmed around him. He watched with
delight as her face screwed up in pleasure and she struggled to find her breath, every so often whispering his name.
"Fuck Severus…I think I'm going to…"
"Come for me Hermione, let me hear my name when you do."
As her inner spasms grew stronger Severus' balls tightened further. "Severus!" screamed Hermione as she came, her final spasm sending Severus coherently over the edge.
Severus rolled of Hermione in exhaustion never letting black his eyes break from hers. They both fell asleep almost instantly, still wrapped around the others naked form.
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