Olivia felt like the most powerful witch in the world to be able to get any form of public affection from Severus Snape. She just hoped that he would finally let her in, she couldn't deal with any more of his teasing.
Severus watched as she sauntered away from him towards Minerva McGonagall. She was standing up there, proud of herself with a smug grin. He'd be damned if he was going to go up there and be forced into conversation. He lengthened his powerful stride to catch up with Olivia. He grabbed her hand and with a quick tug, pulled Olivia to his side to exit the ball room and head towards the dungeons.
She let out a flirtatious squeal at his assertiveness before running to keep up with the determined man. She was able to glance back at Minerva who winked at her before she was pulled out of sight by a very determined Severus.
Snape kept his fingers laced with hers as he dragged her through the corridors until they arrived at the flights of stairs to the dungeon. His resolve seemed to crumble, stopping him in his tracks. He guided her against the wall, reaching up to cup her cheek. His lips gently brushed against her own, softer than a butterfly's wing. Olivia closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his warm breath hovering over her.
His lips finally made full contact, Severus' tongue gently traced the opening of her mouth, pleading for entrance. She granted it, allowing their tongues to wrestle, caressing each other as the kiss deepened.
He couldn't wait any longer; he pushed her deeper into the wall, lifting her for a more passionate kiss. She wrapped her legs around his narrow waist and clung to him, whimpering in needy response.
Oh Merlin.
Olivia moaned, pulling him closer to her heat with her thighs, which was enough to pull him from the moment. Severus nuzzled her neck with his nose, allowing her scent to permeate his brain. His keen senses were completely overwhelmed. His mind was still attempting to process the sweet taste of her lips - of course she tasted sweet, how could a woman like her taste like anything else? Her taste ignited him somehow, something light and lively, yet passionate and almost feral. It was a feeling unlike anything he'd ever known. He craved her body and her mind. Eager to immerse himself within her, he inhaled deeply - the witch moaned and rubbed against him as his warm breath tickled her neck. Her smell was dark and complex, inviting and intoxicating to a wizard who was identically described. She smelled of mandarin and plum, tinged with a bit of clove, if his nose served him correctly. It married perfectly with his own, deeply established scent of herbs and cedar, with wisps of the smoke that floated into his skin while brewing.
Severus laughed darkly as his lips continued to brush against her skin. "Naughty Witch," he scolded.
"Me? You started it. I just wasn't able to stop," she cooed as she sucked his bottom lip, biting him as he retreated.
"Ow," he mocked. "You'll pay for that one way or another," he raised his eyebrow menacingly as he turned back towards the dungeons, a panting Olivia followed close behind.
He waved his wand to lower the wards before holding the door open and eagerly pressing her through the threshold. He wandlessly slammed the door shut and set up his locking wards to shut out the entire world. He'd make sure no one could interrupt them.
He turned so his back was flat against the door, a menacing grin upon his face, his left eyebrow cocked. He allowed his eyes to roam over Olivia's body as she stood in the middle of the room, trembling with anticipation of what was to come.
"Well, well, Miss Wright. What shall I do with you... hmm?"
"I-I don't know, sir," Olivia feigned innocence. She was exactly where she'd dreamed about being since she met the man.
"Hmm. 'Sir'. I rather like the sound of that, Miss Wright. You'll address me accordingly for tonight". Perhaps this witch would be interested in a darker twist during their play? Severus pushed himself away from the door as he stalked his prey, biting his lower lip as his mind flooded with ideas of what to do to her. She yelped and started to run, enjoying the predatorial prowl as the man approached her.
Olivia stopped as she came to the furthest wall, beside the door to his bedroom. "I've wanted this, you know? Since I first saw you. Since I first heard that silky voice of yours." Olivia stood her ground daringly, voice quivering as she attempted to slow her breath. She felt a heat wash over her, heart pounding in her chest as she watched her wizard slowly cross the room towards her.
"Is that right? And what naughty thoughts have you been suffering from, Miss Wright?" Severus was upon her now, she could feel his warm breath upon her face, she felt charged with electricity, the butterflies in her belly doing somersaults.
He stood in front of her, his whole-body stiff... and he did mean his whole body. Merlin, he couldn't remember ever being this bloody hard his whole life. Briefly, he thought about making an excuse to run off to the bathroom for a quick wank so he could last longer but... he wanted her, needed her, now.
"I-I've wanted these hands grabbing me, caressing me, Sir. I want to feel you... and only you. I-I need," she trailed off, embarrassed. She had never in her life been forced to express what she wanted from a man. Usually, they just pounced on her, rutted for a few minutes before getting off and leaving her frustrated. This was deliciously embarrassing to be exposed like this.
Severus literally growled at her as he reached out to grab her hips to crash her body against his. He pulled her chin up with two fingers, so she'd look at his endless obsidian eyes. Burning lust bore into her, but he remained stoic, refusing to kiss her inviting lips. He had to know first - before he completely lost himself.
He wanted to tell her how badly he wanted this as well, but he couldn't. He'd never been that open with a partner before, and he wasn't about to start now. He ran his tongue across his bottom lip to distract himself from wanting to kiss her.
"You've had an eventful night. Nothing has to happen, you know," he whispered in her ear. "I would just enjoy your company, we could... talk... if you'd prefer." He wouldn't take her to his bed if she needed to work through her trauma. He didn't want to be associated with anything negative.
She ran her fingers down his chest, fiddling with one of his buttons. She smirked when he shivered beneath her fingertips. "No, sir. I want you more than anything I've ever wanted in my entire life. Please don't make me wait any longer. Let's just... let's just take it slow... ok?"
Severus closed his eyes and let out a shaky breath. Love making. He wasn't used to that. Most of the women he'd taken to bed were Knockturn whores who were paid to do whatever he wanted. Namely, fucking. Hard fucking. Love making was so... intimate, vulnerable. Did he want to expose himself like that to her? They'd only known each other a couple of months but... there was definitely something tangible between them...
"Come back to me, Severus. Where'd you go?" She was caressing his face, waiting for his eyes to flutter back open. She could see the hesitation and hurt in his eyes. "It's okay... it'll all be okay, I promise," and with that she reached up to pull his face to hers, crashing her lips to his passionately. Their kiss quickened and their teeth clacked against each other as their mouths struggled to keep up. The wizard moaned his approval as the kiss continued on. When he felt Olivia's body go lax like she got hit with a jelly leg hex, he broke the kiss, a trail of spittle connected them briefly. Biting his lower lip, he traced her mouth with his thumb.
When she sucked his digit into her mouth, he lost all hesitation and scooped her up, throwing her over his shoulder with a sharp smack to her bottom.
Olivia giggled as he strode off towards the tapestry that hid his chamber doors.
With a snap of his fingers the fireplace came roaring to life, allowing for some warmth to enter the room, although it wouldn't help too much with light. He'd leave the candles off; he didn't want her to see his body or any of the markings on it.
Severus placed her down gently beside the bed. Olivia reached up to untie his cravat, which he hesitantly allowed. She placed a soft kiss on his neck which was now exposed before biting the flesh at his pulse point. Severus groaned as he tilted his head, an invitation to continue she assumed. She quickly licked her love bite to provide some soothing relief from the nip. His eyes closed and he allowed himself to briefly feel vulnerable within her embrace. It wasn't until he felt a chill that he looked down and saw that the minx had already unbuttoned his tailcoat and pushed it off, leaving him in his vest and white button up shirt. Startled, he grabbed her wrists to stop her from undressing him further.
"Please, Sir? You're always so buttoned up... I wanna see you... I wanna feel you"," she whined. How could he not give in to this beautiful witch? But he had scars; physical and emotional that he didn't want her to see...not to mention the fucking snake that was wriggling around on his arm and darkening by the day. It's his own fault for not giving in sooner - Maybe she wouldn't have noticed if he had, but now there was no way he could hide it.
"You don't want to see me," he responded, shaking his head. "Besides..." he pulled her closely to himself, bending down for a chaste kiss, "I've been deprived of your gorgeous little body for too long". Severus let go of Olivia's wrists and reached to her side to unzip the skirt.
He allowed the fabric to cascade down her body and pool on the floor. Severus inhaled sharply when he saw her.
The bottom of her corset was a sheer ruffle that displayed the black lace thong she wore. He felt like a muggle cartoon wolf whose eyes popped out of this head and steam poured out of his ears. She was so bloody gorgeous. And she wanted him! Of all people. He still couldn't believe it. He let out a slow, shaky breath as he dipped his fingers down to trace the tops of her stockings.
Severus allowed his fingers to trace over her legs and towards her core, seeking the warmth he felt coming off of her. He slid underneath her knickers and traced two long fingers across her slit, collecting the moisture that was collecting.
Bringing his fingers to his lips for a taste, he let out a moan of approval. "Well, well...is this all for me, Witch?"
Severus was staring at her, she was sodden and he couldn't wait to warm his cock inside her. It twitched inside his pants as he thought of all the possibilities.
"Y-yes Sir, only you!" Olivia attempted his buttons again, only to be greeted with a playful slap and a "tsk" from his mouth in disapproval.
"If you can't behave, I shall have to tie you up, Witch."
"I just want to touch you, to feel you."
He thought for a moment. Maybe he could let her touch him as long as she couldn't see him.
"Very well," he purred. "You can touch, but you can't look."
Damn, he was so sexy, so mysterious. But she'd take what she could get. She'd have the time and opportunity to break down his walls. For now, she was just focused on what little intimacy he was allowing.
Severus summoned his cravat from where it had fallen on the floor and charmed it into a long, white silk scarf. He smiled shyly at her as he approached. He ran the fabric through his fingers seductively, enjoying the cool feel of the fabric. He watched her breathing quicken and become shallow as she became more aroused. He placed soft, wet kisses over her eyes before stalking behind her. He grabbed the distal end of the scarf, draping the rest of it across her neck and down to her black laced bosom. He allowed it to slither over her body like a serpent, allowing the fabric to glide across and heighten her tactile senses.
Olivia had fingered the fabric as it slid over her; when she felt the last few inches, he snapped it away from her with a chuckle.
He grabbed both ends of the scarf, pulling it taught before laying it across her eyes. She took a shaky breath as she felt the heat from his dominance, and the cool of the fabric. He tied it tightly to be sure she couldn't see him.
"There. That's the first time I've felt safe around you all evening, Miss Wright."
She giggled, allowing her blindness to heighten her other senses.
"Now... What to do with you?" He was circling her, slowly brushing past her every now and then to enjoy the tremors he was causing. He stopped in front of her, placing her hands on his chest. "Undress me," he commanded.
With quivering hands, she reached up and started with the remaining buttons. He stood there, patiently. He wouldn't touch her yet. He needed to bury his emotions. He'd never let anyone touch him; he was always fully clothed for his coupling.
Why he was allowing this woman after such a short time to break down all his barriers, he didn't know. But she didn't need to see his Dark Mark or his revolting body.
As she finished unbuttoning his shirt, she raked her nails down his chest before tracing back up to his shoulders, pushing his shirt and vest off. Smirking with self-satisfaction, she started on his belt. Quickly she had the belt removed and thrown on the floor, then a quick button and zip before she dropped to her knees.
Merlin, was she about to...
She removed his length from his pants, allowing the heavy weight to break free from its imprisonment. She could smell his arousal and was disappointed she couldn't look at him. He felt huge, bigger than she'd ever been with.
Maybe that's why she was blindfolded? Had women been hesitant to be with him because of his size?
She licked her lips in preparation. She grabbed his cock, moving the heavy appendage out of her way so she could reach his balls. She gently licked a long stripe from his scrotum all the way to his tip, swirling her tongue around the silky discharge that had leaked out.
"Well, well... is this all for me, Wizard?" She echoed his earlier words with a cheeky grin.
Severus dropped his head back and fisted his fingers in her hair. He'd just provide some guidance; he wouldn't push her head down. "Patience, Severus" he chanted to himself.
"Careful, Witch. Brats get punished," he warned. He watched as the vein in her neck pumped quicker with her increased heart rate and observed her breathing hitch. What a naughty witch indeed. He'd try a punishment on her later, tonight needed to be special.
She squeezed her thumbs and took in his length as deep as she could get without gagging. She'd allow her tongue to massage the underside of his cock as she'd bob her head up and down. She reached underneath his sack to massage his perineum with her left hand while her right stroked what she couldn't fit in his mouth.
After a few minutes, she released her hands from their placement and grabbed his bum to shove his length into her throat so he could fuck it. Severus couldn't help but thrust into her mouth, feeling his tip slam into the tight ring of muscles that was her throat.
He bit his lip so hard he was positive he was bleeding. He set his jaw, so it was hanging open, full of desire.
He needed to stop her soon or he'd leave her unsatisfied. But, Merlin, that mouth felt good.
"Enough," he rasped, gently tugging her hair so she'd stop. She squeezed his bum one more time before sucking hard as she moved up and off his shaft. He fell out of her mouth with a "pop", drool seeping out from her swollen lips. Her hair was a mess, and he could see some tears that had fallen beneath her blindfold. She was a mess for him, and he loved it.
He placed his fingers under her chin and applied pressure, cueing her to stand without being asked. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks before stepping out of his trousers. For the first time, Severus Snape was naked with a woman. He bent down to pick her up bridal style and walked towards his bed.
He laid her down on top of his comforter and allowed himself to appreciate her body before sliding into the bed himself. He slid his wand under the mattress, an old habit from being a death eater.
As the wizard settled between her spread legs, he kissed her lips before brushing some hair out of her face. She was focused on the crackling of the fire, the sound of his labored breathing, and the smell of him. His musky, masculine smell. She was trying to control herself, to take things slow this first time. She liked it rough but wanted this first time to be romantic.
"That felt amazing, love. The sample I had earlier was divine... but I feel I'm ready for a full course," he teased. He nudged her head to the side and suckled on her pulse point.
He knew it was juvenile, but he wanted to mark her with a love bite. She was his now and he wanted her to remember that.
Once he was satisfied with the reddened spot on her neck, he moved down to her chest. He reached for his wand to undo the clasps of her corset. He grabbed the strap of the garment and slid it off her body, his hand trailed behind, caressing her shoulder languidly. He tilted his head briefly in disbelief before lowering his head to suck a pebbled nipple into his mouth.
He was a bit rougher than she was used to but the pain he caused was quickly soothed with his tongue. She was surprised that he seemed to know exactly how she liked it; slow, flat licks with a slight flick at the very end. She was squirming beneath him, her pelvis desperately seeking him for some friction and relief, rubbing against his abdomen which was nestled between her thighs.
He snorted at her attempt to reach her peak this early. "Eager, Miss Wright?" He placed his hands on her hips, pressing her into the mattress to still her. "Your pleasure is mine to control now, do you understand? My cock is a prize to be won and I'm not sure if you deserve such a... reward".
"Mmm but I need more, Sir!"
More? Oh yes...
His heart ceased its thumping, constricting in his chest at the wanton sounds she was making. It felt so good to have someone want him as badly as he craved her.
Severus slid his tongue over to the other nipple to repeat the process. His stomach was becoming slippery with her arousal as he continued playing with her nipples.
"I'm feeling particularly... academic this evening Miss Wright. Shall we see if you can reach your orgasm through nipple stimulation?" Her jaw dropped open and he almost regretted the blindfold, he'd love to see the fire behind her eyes. That man could talk her into orgasm for all she cared. His voice had a... visceral... effect on her, after all.
"You're a wanton little witch... it shouldn't take long". Severus was mapping out her pleasure points and sensitivity. He'd learn all the ways he could make her scream. He released her hips so she could undulate against him.
"Oh God! Yes! Yes! More!"
She was close already? That minx; perhaps some teasing...
"Are all Americans this loud? Or perhaps some little French boy has taught you such whorish behavior? You'll wake the whole bloody castle! Perhaps I should gag you?". Olivia's chest flushed straight up to her cheeks at his talk. He could tell she liked it, the humiliation, the lack of control... he could work this little Witch into a frenzy easily, he mused.
"No! No, I'll be a good girl! I want to be able to use my mouth on you! Please, Sir!"
Fuck. Where has this woman been his whole life? His cock twitched again, annoyed that he had been forgotten for so long. Down boy. Let's give our Witch a climax or two first, shall we?
Olivia raised her hips to grind against his pubic bone. She could feel her arousal sneering against the spattering of hair that led to his cock.
Just a little longer... if she could just get some more pressure on her clit...
Severus bit a nipple and that threw her over the edge. She cried out as she bucked her hips against him, riding out her orgasm. He was impressed with how sensitive she was; and this definitely was a good boost of self-esteem. If he could get her off like this, surely, he could make love successfully.
As she came down from her high, she ran her fingers through his silky hair, massaging his scalp as he let his head rest against her chest. He closed his eyes, wishing he could transfigure himself into a cat like Minerva and purr as Olivia rubbed him for the rest of his life.
Merlin don't think about Minnie right now.
He shook that horrible image out of his head before he felt her stirring beneath him, ready for more.
He kissed down her sternum to her belly. Tickling her with his tongue as he swirled it around her belly button and the points of her hips. She squirmed and moaned as he lowered himself further down. He could feel her tension, and she sat up, reaching for him and trying to close her legs. She couldn't see his confusion under her blindfold, so he spoke up.
"Don't hide from me, you're beautiful. Don't be shy." Severus lowered his head between her legs, awakening her with a flat lick.
"Fuck! Sir, that's amazing". She bit her lip and covered her face with her hands. Her legs instinctively tried to close in on his head.
He lightly smacked her clit in warning. "I thought I told you to not hide from me," he hissed at her. Olivia jumped at the initial shock but quickly melted into him.
"Mmmm, your cunt is absolutely delicious." He dipped his head again to circle her clit with the tip of his tongue. She was a moaning mess, bucking her hips into his face.
Her panting and writhing were making him crave her. He needed to give her one more orgasm before he could take her. He wasn't sure how long he'd last in the main event, so he wanted to give her more pleasure than she'd ever experienced before he even got started.
So far, he appeared to be successful. He slowly inserted his middle two fingers into her sheath. Her jaw dropped in pleasure as she finally started to feel full. He slid his fingers in and out, curling his fingers to hit the spongy spot that gave her immense pleasure. She squirmed beneath him as he licked her and fucked her with his fingers.
"More! Ahh fuck, more!" She pushed his head down, holding him there while she grinded against his face. Severus slid another finger inside her, she was stretched further than she had ever been, but her building orgasm didn't allow for pain.
"One more, Love, can you give me one more? I need you ready for me," he slid a fourth finger inside her, folding his fingers over one another to lessen the stretch as he latched to her clit and sucked hard.
"Mmmph, yeah... yeah I can take it. Give it to me," she was squirming and undulating beneath him, a thin layer of sweat was building up as her climax hit her. Severus felt her inner walls flutter and spasm as she came over him. His jaw rocked as he suckled her clit as she rode out her orgasm. Fully sated from him, she felt her body relax and she chuckled, grinning like a crazy woman.
"Merlin...I've...I've never felt anything like that before."
He kissed her bare mons before he slid up her body to kiss her deeply. She could taste her own release on his tongue. She didn't mind it as much as she thought she would. This man was teaching her so much and she hadn't even felt his cock yet. They kissed slowly, tenderly as they prepared for the next step.
She raised her arms so she could rub his back in appreciation. She felt him shudder and tense as she felt the ridge of a scar. She quickly moved on, not wanting him to feel ashamed, but quickly found another, and another. He quickly got off of her, and she felt the mattress dip as he sat at the bottom corner of the bed. She panicked; she didn't want him to leave.
She ripped off her blindfold to stop him from leaving. He had already thrown on his shirt and was closed off, his walls slammed back up. "Severus? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. We don't have to talk about them, just come back to bed."
He sat there; his fingers frozen on the buttons of his shirt. She could see he was still so, so hard. She moved into a tall kneel behind him, her hands on his shoulders, massaging him. She placed her lips by his ear as she whispered, "let me make it better. I can help you forget, Severus. Just give me a chance."
The feeling of her breath against his ear and neck gave him goosebumps. He sucked his lower lip as she nipped his pulse point. "Please, Severus... I need you".
He scoffed but allowed her to pull him back down. His legs still hung over the side of the bed as she rolled on top of him, kissing him as she straddled his waist. His hands moved to caress her bare shoulders before cupping the nape of her neck. They snogged until his lips were chapped and hers were swollen. Breathless, she pulled away from him, gazing at his relaxed features. Olivia ran one hand over his chest, stroking the bare skin that showed underneath his unbuttoned shirt. She caressed one of his nipples, scissoring the flat disc between her fingers before sliding her hand lower. When she found his aching cock, she wrapped her fingers around him and started pumping.
It was agonizing. He wished she'd speed up or stop. This slow pace she had set was killing him.
Severus looked into her eyes, warning her of the risks of the game she was playing. She smiled before stroking him one last time. Severus growled before grabbing a hold of her head and pulling her lips to his. He penetrated her with his tongue before grabbing hold of her hips, rolling them over. They landed on the ground with a thud, Severus turning at the last moment, so she landed on him.
Olivia yelped and giggled as he flipped them over once more so he could pin her down beneath his weight. She enjoyed the feeling of her bare skin rubbing against his thick rug he had laid out in front of the hearth. The heat coming off the fire was inviting, the rest of his chambers had seemed cold due to the dampness of the December air, she supposed.
She reached between their rutting bodies, grasping his cock again. He inhaled through his nose as he tried to hold off his orgasm. He could smell her arousal and knew she wanted him just as badly. He needed to get her closer so they could finish at the same time.
Olivia rubbed his cock back and forth, lubricating him with her desire. He placed his forehead to hers as she lined him up. He leaned into her ear to whisper to her.
"Are you ready, little witch?". Olivia nodded frantically, biting her lower lip as she continued to rub him against her clit, narrowly missing her opening.
"I can smell how ready you are, your quim is glistening. Do you want my cock inside you, Witch? Tell me you want it". He had intended to sound more intimidating, but his voice ended up being deeper and more lust-filled than he would have preferred.
Oh, God. Olivia felt another pool of arousal slip past her lips and onto his heated skin. How could something so hard feel so soft at the same time? If he didn't fuck get soon, she was going to cum all over him.
Just as she felt her orgasm approach, he aligned himself and thrust inside her on the next pass, her eyes opened wide as her jaw dropped.
Olivia whimpered at the welcome invasion, a single tear rolling down her cheek. Severus stayed within her tight walls, rolling his hips in a shallow circle as he waited for her to grow used to him.
Severus groaned as he slid into her channel. So warm, so... inviting. He could die at this moment, and it would be worth it. He needed to move, staying still was killing him and he wasn't sure how much longer he could deny himself an orgasm. It'd been an embarrassingly long time since his last partner and the way she felt and smelled after he had gotten her off twice was driving him wild. He was thankful she took her blindfold off so he could look into her eyes, but it required him to leave his shirt on. His skin was burning up, he wanted to feel his bare skin against hers, but he couldn't risk her seeing his mark.
Finally, she started moving her hips, rubbing herself against his pelvic bone. He met her thrust for thrust, the sound of skin smacking, and her own arousal filled his chamber. He was grunting and groaning as their speed picked up. Olivia grabbed ahold of his hair and flipped him back onto his back. She replaced his cock within her, and she placed one hand on his chest and the other on his thigh so she could ride him. She impaled herself over his full length, no doubt bruising her cervix. But she didn't care. She rode him, allowing her breasts to bounce every time she bottomed out. Severus pinched and twisted her nipples as she rode him, causing her to cry out.
She was being so bloody loud, but he couldn't care less. He had cast a muffliato before they started, and he damn well deserved to hear her scream his name.
And scream she did. She moaned, and mewled, and whimpered and cried out his name and words of praise. His hips snapping at the end of each thrust. He himself was vocal, albeit at a softer level. The bass of his voice traveled well in any case, and she was rewarded with many "good girls" and "you take me so well". He was phenomenal at dirty talk, and she couldn't stand it.
"Yes, Witch! Cum with me, you've got one more in you... good girl. Cum now!" He felt her walls slam shut against his cock as she milked every last drop from him.
"Oh, God! Severus, yes!" She collapsed on top, not wanting to let his spent cock to slip out. His heart beat stronger than a drum as her honeyed lips screamed his name. He had never been fond of the given title but when it came from her? It sounded erotic. He kissed the top of her head and rubbed her lower back lazily. She rubbed his chest as her head lay against his shirt.
She allowed her eyes to close for just a few moments, enjoying the feeling of him falling out of her once he was finally soft. He whimpered about the loss of heat, so he pulled her ever closer to him. "Stay with me? Just for the night...it's too late for you to walk back alone," he offered. She immediately accepted before he had the chance to take it back. Severus inhaled, relieved. He tapped her bum, asking her to sit up.
"I'm too bloody old to sleep on the floor all night. Hell, I probably won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow simply from shagging on it".
"Good. I have no intention of getting out of your bed tomorrow anyway," she replied, snuggling under the covers with the man. They rubbed each other in mutual appreciation before they finally drifted off to sleep together.
She was finally satiated for the first time in more ways than one. They were perfect for each other, and she hoped it would last past the morning.