A/N: Characters and world property of JK Rowling. No copyright infringement intended. This chapter contains smut.

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Of Blacks and Boarhounds

"'Night, Lou. Sweet dreams," she said.

"Good night, my lady. Sweet dreams to you as well," he replied, thinking to himself that he might actually have sweet dreams this night, as long as she was in his arms. He closed his eyes, and followed her into slumber.

Chapter Fifteen

June 30, 1992

Severus awoke slowly, wondering why the front of his body was warm and his back was cold. Then he smiled, not yet opening his eyes, as he remembered exactly why only half of him was warm. He tightened his arms around the woman lying next to him, snuggling her closer. She moaned softly in her sleep, and wiggled against him. Severus felt his cock come to life, lined up against the cleft of her arse. She wiggled again, and he drew a deep breath.

Still not opening his eyes, just in case it might break the spell, he slid one hand up under her shirt and cupped her breast. She sighed and pressed her arse against his hardening cock, rocking back and forth in tiny increments. 'Ah, she's awake,' he thought, a ghost of a smile on his face. He slid his other hand down, slipping his fingers into her knickers, feeling her hot breath on the back of his neck.

'Wait. What?' he thought as he stilled abruptly. Eyes still tightly closed, he waited. There it was again, hot breath, but not hers. He turned his head and slowly opened his eyes, only to see two chocolate brown orbs staring back at him. Two brown eyes in a huge black face, a face that was attached to the giant dog who was attempting to sneak into bed with them.

Once his heart had started beating again, he turned his head back towards Lulabelle. "We have company," he murmured in her ear.

"Whaa…?" she mumbled incoherently.

"I believe your beast has decided to be the 'biggest' spoon," he replied.

Lulabelle cracked one eye open, then the other. When she caught sight of Sinaka looming over Severus, she sat up and shrieked.

"Sinaka! Get down off this bed right this instant! Ya know better than that!" She leapt to her feet and grabbed the dog's collar, attempting to drag him off the bed. Sinaka made a noise that Severus could swear sounded exactly like Chewbacca, and slowly rose to his feet. He gave Severus a long-suffering look, then slunk off the bed and allowed his still shrieking mistress to drag him out of the room.

Severus ran his hand over his face and started to laugh. In all his life, he never thought he would see a Cŵn Annwn shamed by anyone, much less by a tiny slip of a woman less than half its size. His little witch was certainly impressive. 'Wait. MY witch?'

He was just rising from the bed when Lulabelle returned. "Oh Lou, I am so sorry. I swear he knows better! I just can't believe he thought he could sneak right in here…"

Severus caught her arm from where he sat at the edge of the bed and pulled her to him, cutting off her tirade with a kiss. "Think nothing of it, my lady. No harm was done. And good morning," he told her.

Lulabelle wrapped her arms around him and kissed him again. "Good mornin', Lou," she said with a smile. "I was just gonna hop in the shower and then head on down and make breakfast. Wanna join me?"

"Of course. I'll meet you downstairs when you're through."

She rolled her eyes at him. "No, Lou, I meant do ya wanna join me in the shower?"

"Oh. Oh! Right. Er, yes. Yes, I would be happy to join you," he stumbled in reply.

Lulabelle grinned at him, then took his hand to try and pull him up off the bed. "Maybe we can finish what ya were tryin' to start before we were so rudelyinterrupted?" she said with a wink and a leer.

Severus raised his brow at her, then lunged off the bed to scoop her up off her feet. "I believe that can be arranged," he drawled.

"Lou! Ya can't just carry me around all the time!" she squealed.

He looked down at her in his arms as he strode into the bathroom. "It appears that I can," he replied. "You're just… so… wee," he added.

Lulabelle laughed at that. "Well, I'm not freakishly tall like some other people I could mention," she stated primly.

Severus chuckled and placed her gently down so that she was sitting on the countertop. "Lulabelle. Even sitting up here, you're no higher than my shoulder. Have you even reached five feet in height?" he joked, and turned to start the water in the shower.

She huffed at him and crossed her arms. "I most certainly have!" she exclaimed. Then she mumbled, under her breath, "At least when I have my boots on I have…"

"What was that, my lady?" he asked, turning back to face her. "I think I heard you say 'no, I have not reached that esteemable height', but I cannot quite be certain."

"Hush your mouth, Lou! And I'm four foot eleven, if ya must know," she said, fighting a smile.

Severus grinned as he leaned down to kiss her, silently giving thanks that his teasing had been so well received. "As I said. Wee." He ran his hands down her sides and pulled on the bottom of her shirt. "May I help you with this?"

She raised her arms in silent acquiescence and Severus gently pulled the shirt over her head, taking care not to tug on her hair as he did so. His eyes roamed over her body, lingering on her dusky rose tipped breasts. 'Not everything is wee,' he thought, fighting a grin. He then grasped her by the waist and lifted her off the counter, standing her on the tiled floor.

"I believe these should be next?" he asked, fingers trailing down from her waist to slip under the top of her knickers.

"Looks like," she replied, putting a hand on his shoulder for balance as he bent to slip the lacy fabric down her legs. Once she had stepped out of the knickers, she tugged on his boxers. "These'll hafta go too…"

Once she had removed his pants, Severus took her arm to help her into the tub. Lulabelle grinned at his formality, at how courteously he treated her, even now whilst they were naked and about to bathe together. 'The man really needs to loosen up,' she thought. 'Maybe I could do somethin' 'bout that…'

She stood under the warm spray of water, soaking her hair as Severus retrieved two flannels from the cabinet. He handed one to her as he stepped inside to join her. Noticing his uncertainty, Lulabelle wondered if he'd ever showered with someone else before. She wrapped her arms around him and turned their positions, placing him directly under the shower head so that she could reach the soap. Once her flannel was full of foamy bubbles, she turned back to him.

"Want me to wash your back, Lou?"

Caught staring, Severus blushed. "Er, sure? Yes."

Lulabelle bit her lip to hide her smile as he turned away from her. She stepped closer to him and ran the flannel up and down his back, smoothing it up to his strong shoulders and down over his toned buttocks. She kept up the pretense of washing his back but delved further down with each pass, slipping deeper into his cleft and nearly between his legs. Severus pressed his hands on the wall, and spread his feet as far as could within the confines of the tub to aid her in her pursuit. She smiled at the action, and reached around him to wash his chest and abdomen. He sighed when he felt Lulabelle's warm breasts pressed into his back, her small arms reaching as much as they could. Her hands dipped lower, gently caressing his cock with the soft cloth. When one hand cupped his bollocks, he moaned and took her wrists in his hands.

Severus turned around to face her. "I… I want to see you… to watch…"

Lulabelle smiled softly at him. "Alright," she said, adding more soap to the rag before she dropped to her knees in front of him. She used the flannel to soap his length, pumping her hand up and down the shaft. She ran the fingers of her other hand through the short black curls surrounding him, then moved the flannel lower to clean his balls. Each gentle caress brought her closer and closer to his perineum, making him inhale sharply. When she rubbed deeper into his cleft, massaging over his back entrance, he gasped and leaned forward to press his hands against the wall over her head. Lulabelle smirked at the sound and dropped all pretense of cleaning him, along with the flannel.

She wrapped one hand around his protruding cock, still slick with soap, and snaked the other through his legs. As she slowly pumped one hand up and down his turgid length, she circled his puckered entrance with soapy fingers, slipping the tip of her middle finger inside. Severus moaned above her.

"Is this okay?" she asked, looking up at his face.

"Please…" he hissed out, thrusting into her hand.

Lulabelle pressed her finger further into his arse and kept her other hand moving slowly up and down, up and down his shaft.

"Please, what, Lou? Please, faster? Please… deeper?" She started to fuck him with her finger, moving it just as slowly as she was pumping his cock, both hands keeping time with the other. Severus couldn't move, couldn't think, couldn't breathe. "Or maybe ya meant, please, more." She added another finger into his arse, plunging them both in and out, as if searching for something, searching for…

"Unnnnhhhh…" Severus cried out above her when she found his prostate. "I can't… I'm going to…"

Lulabelle grinned and sped up her hand on his cock, the other still deep in his arse and rubbing against the place that was making him see stars.

"Come, Lou. Come now. I wanna see ya come all over my tits."

"Fucking hell!" Severus bellowed as he came, shooting thick ropes of milky white fluid all over her chest, striping her breasts, marking her. He braced against the wall, forehead on his arm, in an attempt to catch his breath, heedless of the water now beating down on the back of his head.

Lulabelle smirked to herself and slowly removed her fingers from his arse while giving his softening prick one last stroke. 'Yeah, he really needs to loosen up. We should do this more often,' she thought with a snicker and a pat on the arse.

"Back up a titch, Lou. I need some room to stand," she told the still heavily breathing man. Severus managed to find the strength to step back from the wall, and reached a hand down to help her up. Once standing, she looked up at his face and started to chuckle at his glazed eyes and dazed expression. "Ya alright there, Lou? You're lookin' a lil' punch drunk," she laughed.

He leaned back against the opposite wall and closed his eyes. "Am I alright? Madam, I just had a beautiful woman stick her fingers up my arse and then beg me to come on her tits. I'm bloody brilliant."

At that, Lulabelle burst out laughing. "Well pass me the shampoo, would ya? We oughta hurry up if we're gonna finish before we run outta hot water," she told him.

Still leaning against the wall, eyes closed, he muttered, "It's charmed; it won't run out," but pushed himself up and handed her the bottle anyway. He watched as she soaped her hair, mildly shocked at both the process of washing the long length in sections and the amount of shampoo she used. 'She does have a lot of hair; and what do I know about these things anyway?' he thought.

"Where's your shampoo, Lou? I'll wash your hair for ya if ya want," Lulabelle said a few moments later, after she had rinsed all the soap from her hair and applied conditioner in the same manner.

Severus glanced down at the bar of soap he'd picked up to do just that. "Er, here. I just use this," he told her, handing her the soap.

Lulabelle looked at him aghast. "No, oh, no no no, ya can't… ya shouldn't… Lou, just no!" she replied. "Ya can't use bar soap on your hair! That's just, that's scandalous! Here. Gimme your head right this minute!" She was already pouring more of her shampoo into her hand as she spoke.

Severus bent towards her, trying to hide both his chagrin and the smile he was fighting at her horrified expression. 'She'll finger my arse, but the second she hears I use bar soap on my hair, it's too much for her.' He gave up and started to chuckle.

"Bar soap is very drying, Lou. Ya need to use something specifically formulated for your hair-type. We'll just use mine for today…" she carried on with her explanation as she massaged the suds into his hair and scalp. Severus quit listening and contented himself with staring at the rosy nipples that were bouncing as she worked, still not fully washed from his earlier climax. She bade him to rinse, then insisted on using her conditioner on him as well. Severus let her have her way with his locks, not caring in the least that he'd never used conditioner before in his life. When she soaped the second flannel for her own use, however, he stopped her.

"I believe that is my job," he said, taking the flannel from her hands. "Besides, one should always clean up after oneself," he added with a leer.

Lulabelle snickered at him. "Ya did make a bit of a mess, Lou," she said, then gasped as he snaked one arm around her waist to turn her and pull her back against him, even as the other started to soap up her breasts. She laid her head back against his chest and sighed when his hand drifted down to her mound and his fingers explored the small strip of hair there.

"You're a very dirty girl, Lulabelle," he murmured in her ear. "I think you need to be… washed… everywhere."

"Yes, please," she moaned as he slipped one long finger between her folds to circle her clit. She leaned against him and raised one leg to place her foot on the edge of the tub to give him easier access. Severus immediately plunged two fingers deep inside her cunt, pumping them in and out, even as he still rubbed the flannel over her breasts.

"Do you like this? Do you like riding my hand in the shower?" he asked, still murmuring in her ear. "Do you want me to make you come on my fingers?"

"Oh God, Lou, yes, yes please!" she cried. "Please make me come!"

Severus smirked, then drove his fingers as deep as he could into her and shook his hand, hard, against her g-spot. He rubbed her clit with his palm as he did so, and she let out a wail.

"Loooouuuuuu!" she shrieked as she came. Severus could feel her walls seizing around his fingers, and wanted more. Before she could completely recover from her orgasm, he pushed her forward so that she was bent over and entered her from behind. He plunged his thick cock into her now dripping channel, over and over, pulling her hips to him, fucking her hard. Lulabelle braced her hands against the wall and fought to stay upright.

"Don't stop, Lou, don't stop!" she cried. "Fuck me harder!"

Severus slammed into her, hips meeting hips, setting a bruising pace. He could feel his balls starting to tighten, and knew he needed her to come quickly or he would finish first. He slid one hand from her hip to her arse and moved his thumb down her cleft to rub her puckered entrance. "Come now, Lulabelle. Come all over my cock with my thumb in your arse," he said, plunging said digit in and out of her tiny hole.

"Unnnnhhhhh!" she cried as she came hard, falling off the edge of the precipice from which she'd been dangling. White sparks danced in her eyes even as he continued to pump into her, once, twice, three more times before coming himself with a roar.

He leaned over her, breathing heavily, and removed his thumb from her arse at the same time that his cock slipped out from her swollen cunt. He straightened, pulling her up with him, and turned her around to face him. Lulabelle raised up on her toes to wrap her arms around his neck, and he lifted her at the waist to kiss her lips, then let her slide back down his body to stand once more.

"We should always shower together," she said, her head resting against his chest, arms around his waist.

"Agreed, my lady," he snickered into her hair.

Suddenly, she pushed back in his arms. "Lou! We forgot to use a condom!" she gasped, eyes wide.

"It's no matter, I can still cast the charm…"

"But ya said that's for contraception! Does it protect against disease, too?"

Severus blinked at her. "You have a disease?"

"What? No! Of course I don't! Because I always use condoms!" she shrieked and smacked him in the chest.

Severus chuckled and pulled her close to him. "I think, perhaps, it's time for that conversation you said we would have later, my lady. Let us finish in here and then talk over breakfast."

"No! Tell me right now! Dammit, Lou, this is important!"

"Alright, alright. May we at least get out of the shower first?" he said with a sigh.

"Fine," she huffed, and finished rinsing the conditioner out of her hair. "I do hafta say, though, that I'm super jealous of this whole, never-runnin'-out-of-hot-water thing ya have goin' on, Lou."

Severus laughed as he took his turn for a final rinse, and stepped out of the shower. Lulabelle was already wrapped in a towel with a second one on her head, handing a third towel to him.

"I wasn't sure if ya wanted one for your hair or not," she told him.

"No," he drawled with a raised brow and a smirk. "Am I allowed to get dressed before you bombard me with questions, madam?"

"Just hurry up, Lou, I'm freakin' out here," she replied.

"Really? I hadn't noticed," he grumbled under his breath as he left the room, and grinned when she yelled, "I heard that!" after him.