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Downside of Aging Potions - Chapter Thirty-Six

"A birth to life is what I'm after
My first name won't be my last one
Let the light just drip into your eyes.
Peace or happiness
So let it enfold you."
Senses Fail, Let it Enfold you

Hermione lay down onto the bed and sighed. Her feet ached and her back was killing her from all the walking. All she had to say was, Ron had better be really fucking grateful to be rescued.

All the bickering, snapping, fighting would cease, soon as they were back at Hogwarts. With or without Ron, Hermione didn't care.

Severus sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling his foot up to untie his boots.

Hermione grinned, feeling especially devious and crawled up to wrap her arms around his neck.

"Hello, Hermione." He said silkily, continuing to untie his boots.

"Hello, Severus." She replied back, with just as much silk as he. She stroked the hair over his right ear back until she could get to his neck.

She began to nuzzle it with her lips and nose, taking in his musky aura; and it, like a drug, made her lids droop in seductiveness.

But he continued to go about his shoes, not paying much attention to her soft assault on his throat. This made her angry.

"Need help with your coat?"

She pulled hard until it came off.

He remained passive still and sent back a "Thank you," and started unbuttoning his shirt.

Hermione sat back, crossing her arms.

Snape, realizing she had sat back laughed richly and turned around, continuing to unbutton his shirt. "Hermione dear, I'm the only one here who will be doing the seducing."

He said that while he knelt down on the bed and crawled up to her. He then kissed her neck this time, peeling off his shirt revealing the (of course) muscles and brawn, making Hermione chill in delight and excitement.

So, this was a step up. Hermione thought huskily.

His lips were warm and firm on her neck, but not on purpose. Hermione propped her hands on the pillows and let her head fall back some.

One of his knees took place in between her legs and the other next to her thigh. His hands closed around her waist and he moved along her jaw line to kiss her lips finally.

She sighed into his mouth and kissed back, dancing with their lips and tongues.

God, he tasted delightful. She wrapped her fingers up in his hair as he moved her to lie on top of her.

She was pressing against him, longing for every inch of his body to be on her. She then could feel his cock growing hard above her.

His hands were rubbing up and down her torso toying with her breasts while he kissed her passionately, hardly ever breaking for air, making Hermione all the more light-headed and dizzy.

Not to mention, aroused.

His hands finally slipped below her stomach and Hermione wanted to yell at him to hurry up. But a small part of her was also scared.

She was still a virgin and she didn't know if Severus thought that was okay. Maybe he'd think she was just an immature little girl.

She now noticed that he'd taken off her shirt and he was working on her pants, she moaned trying to focus on him only.

He kissed her hips, farther, farther, until, ahhh.

Hermione sighed. She wanted to purr.

When he finished teasing, he crawled back up to her.

"Do you want me to stop?" He murmured into her ear.

She hesitated. She kissed him deeply one more time and nodded, "For now. I'm not saying it wasn't wonderful, but. For now."

"I understand," he said, rolling over beside her, "I'm not going to force you."

Hermione smiled gratefully and grabbed her wand, saying a charm to put her in a nightgown. Severus gathered the blankets and covered them both.

"I hope you realize I'm the only man in this joint who's not getting any ass tonight." He said with a smirk.

"Oh, boo-hoo." She said in a mockingly sad voice, and wrapped her arms around him.

He laughed rested his chin on her head.

Hermione sighed contentedly and closed her eyes.

She had never had such a night of peaceful sleep since she could remember.