Chapter 35: A Reflection Of Sorts
{A/N: Here's Another update...I've been challenged apparently...so I'll be a bit nice this go around...Lol}
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Northside Cottage, Greenvile, England, Muggle World...
With the stress of moving long behind them and the movers long gone, Severus Snape and Hermione Granger-Snape settled into their new home alone again for the first time since the move began but for the first time in their new cottage. The warmth from the fireplace had done wonders to stave off the chill of night air as Snape sat peacefully in the study reading from a classic muggle collection of stories as Hermione entered with a cup of tea for him. She had been all smiles as of late with so much good news that she could hardly believe that this was what her life had turned out to be after so much heartache in the past.
"Here's your tea." she said handing the cup to the former Potions Professor.
Snape looked up at her grateful for the cup of something warm to relax him further. He had a rather difficult time not hexing the movers on their way out and it had not been a fun an experience as he would have liked.
"Thank you." he said taking a sip and closing his book, careful not to lose his place.
"You know those glasses suit you." complimented Hermione rather enjoying the domestic side of her husband.
"They are more than cosmetic I'm afraid." replied Snape in something of a sad tone. "Despite my youth in the wizarding world, service to the dark lord has left me with a condition that makes it difficult to see words very well out of one eye."
"I'm sorry." replied Hermione unable to fathom all of what he had gone through in the past.
"It's quite alright...despite being cursed to the point of my optic nerve not responding as it should in my right eye...I gained far more than I've lost over the course of the last wizarding war." replied Snape with a smile as he reached for Hermione as he put his cup of tea onto the table beside him.
Hermione moved with him as he pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her, effectively pressing her back into his chest as he held onto her as if for dear life.
"How are you feeling?" he asked kissing her neck and shoulder softly.
"I'm well all things considered...and the baby is...Oh Severus, I can't wait until we can hear the sound of little feet running about the cottage." she said not holding back her excitement when it came to expanding their family.
Snape seemed amused by her enthusiasm as he took in the scent of her unruly brown hair.
"When did I become so fortunate?" he asked stunned at the turn of events that had drastically altered his life.
"I'd say the moment we said I do." replied Hermione with something of a smug expression filed across her face.
Snape smirked kissing her neck once more as she settled into his lap.
"You know...Mrs. Snape...there's a whole new bed we have yet to break in." he said as he continued to plant long slow kisses along her shoulder.
"Technically there's a whole house we have yet to break in." said Hermione losing herself in the sensation of his touch and the heat of his kisses.
"Naughty little witch..." said Snape between kisses.
Hermione nearly whimpered when she felt him flex his rapidly engorging cock beneath her body's weight on his lap.
"Who would have believed what you'd become since the first night I let you ride my cock." taunted Snape as he continued to kiss her provoking her to whimper all the more. "I think you need to be taught a lesson in respect."
The amber eyed witch bit her bottom lip as she continued to lose herself in the heat of the moment more desperate than she had been in months to feel her husband in the worst way.
"I'm sorry Professor..." she said doing a bit of teasing of her own. "Perhaps you're right...but I may need to be taught more than one lesson."
A low growl rumbled from Snape as he found himself gripping the expecting witch's thighs. Finding himself given to skill at that moment, Snape spelled away Hermione's knickers desperate to feel her warmth envelop him at that moment as he unzipped his trousers and freed his pulsing cock at least momentarily before filling her as he had so many times since their arranged marriage.
He let out an unceremonious grunted as she moaned in his ear, signaling her pleasure in reaction to the sensation of his body joining with hers as they continued to occupy the same chair in the study in which he had been reading.
Desperate lustful kisses ensued as he nibbled along the flesh of her neck loving the feel of her as his cock throbbed as she took him.
"F-Fuuuccckk." hissed Snape as Hermione's slender body began to rise and fall on his enormous appendage in reaction to her need.
"S-S-Severussss..." moaned Hermione pressing her back against his chest desperate to have more contact with him.
Unable to control his desire for his wife for very long, Snape began thrusting into the witch from the confines of the chair raising her onto his thighs as he did groaning in the process. He had not spoken much about his experiences with witches before her but he kept to himself how his encounters with Hermione seemed to erase them all from his memory ever since the first moment he took her following their unwanted wedding during the second wizarding war.
Ever since that time she was all he had been thinking about even when he'd been confined to the hellish cell in Azkaban.
As per the usual, Hermione had been the first to find release screaming at the top of her lungs as she clung as best as she could to her husband while he continued to grip her body and thrust like a mad man.
She attempted to smile when thinking of how intense he had gotten when he truly became lead by his lust. It never ceased to amaze her how such a tightly wound man with strict sensibilities could be when given the right provocation and setting to let himself go. She had also been grateful to have placed a sticking charm on them both shortly before he started his seemingly inhuman series of thrusts to ensure neither one of them had fallen out of the chair. Although, she suspected this to have been his goal with how intense his movements were getting.
A tell tale grunt from Snape signaled the end of their act, at least for the time being as the former Potions Professor's released filled her only moments later. Hermione bit her bottom lip in a bid to quell the scream that had threatened to erupt from her as a result of being flooded once more via her husband's seed.
Panting and slick via sweat, Severus Snape continued to let his pulsing cock pump what remained of his seed into the equally sweat slick and panting already pregnant witch as he kissed her neck and shoulders repeatedly.
"Fuck..." he gasped sitting back in the chair and looking up at the ceiling of the cottage. "Hermione..."
Hermione rested her body against his doing the same for a bit as they sat in relative silence in a bid to catch their collective breath. After a few moments, it had been Snape that had broken the easy silence that had fallen between them. The stimulation from being inside the warm depths of his witch had ensured Snape could go another round if the mood struck him, Of course he had to ensure Hermione would be ready before hand.
"It appears I've begun to answer your challenge Mrs. Snape..." he said kissing her once more.
Hermione smirked feeling his throbbing appendage inside her restored to full mass.
"As fun as breaking in the rest of our cottage sounds...I believe we still have a bed that is yet to be used." she said preferring the comforts of a bed in the wake of her husband's less than kind actions when it came to his lust.
Snape smirked as he stroked her belly with his free hand.
"As you wish Mrs. Snape." he said knowing full well how their first night was going to turn out.
Hermione climbed off his lap not in the least worried about having no knickers as she lead him via his hand into their shared bedroom before closing the door. It seemed as if neither one of them had any intention of getting any sleep during their first night in the new cottage.