You see, dear readers, me and my family are driving up to see my sister. Like we do every weekend. So, more chappies!
Disclaimer: this is RATED R!!!!! Don't read if rated R offends you.
"Severus." Hermione breathed as they finally made it down to his chambers.
"Password." Severus said, breaking contact with Hermione for a second.
"That's your password?" Hermione cried as they walked through the stone wall.
"Gods in Heaven, Hermione!" He said, as he pushed her up against a wall as soon as they got in the rooms. He kissed feverishly down her neck, scattering little licks and kisses onto her delicate collarbones.
"Please." she whispered into his ear as he started to unbutton her oxford shirt, kissing every place he touched, "To your bed."
"With pleasure." He said, seizing her to wrap her legs around his waist. Afterward she couldn't remember the walk to the bed other than the kisses she was intoxicated with.
As they got into the room, Hermione slid down his body with innerverating passion and delicious slowness. She felt him grow harder as she got out of his grasp. Slowly, deliberately she ran her hands up his chest, feeling the lithe muscles under that shirt. She kissed the dip where his neck met his chest, nibbling a little bit. He ran his fingers through her wildly curly hair, letting them take in the luxurity of the silken strands. She took her left hand, placing it just above the top button. With a sharp, but fluid jerk of her hand she had scattered all ten of the little ivory buttons onto the floor.
"Hermione, oh, love." Severus swore as she pulled it off him, kissing every portion of his exposed skin. Her sweet lips found the flat nub of a nipple on his chest and worried it with her tongue, making the peak harden and him squirm under her mouth. Hermione's hands found their way to his his hips, putting her thumbs into the waist band, feeling for some underwear. She gasped.
"Why, Professor, are you wearing underwear?" she looked up at him coyly before she siezed the button with her teeth and delftly unbuttoned it, kissing the little whisps of hair that lead down.
"Hermione." He gasped, bucking his hips a little against the hand that was cupping the warmth in his pants. He grasped her upper arms, pulling her up sharply but gently. "Please." he said, and without warning, taking the back hem of her shirt and pulling it quickly over her head, exposing, yet again, a bare chest. "Minx." he panted as he ran his long elegant fingers all over her skin, her back, her sides, stomach and breasts. She shivered with anticipation and pushed him back, hard onto the bed and covered his lean body with hers, relishing the feeling of her skin against his. He easily flipped her over and pinned her arms over her head, kissing the smooth skin. He worked one heavy boot off with his other foot and quickly got them both off. She moved from his grasp and pulled off her muggle mary janes.
"You are so beautiful." Hermione said, looking at his broad shoulders and chest, the moonlight throwing almost a silver glow onto the skin. Her breath sucked in as he moved to un do his trousers the rest of the way. He stepped off the bed and sinfully slowly inched the pants down his thighs as he tured to face the wall. Hermione took this oppertunity to rid herself of her skirt and knee socks. She laid back in the bed, letting her hair flow everywhere, like a painting of Athena. He turned, and sucked in his breath at the sight of her laying there.
"Gods, Hermione. Help me." He said, coming back to the bed in swift strides. He was on top of her once again, his, well, manhood, was pressed against her and she raised her hips in greeting. He moaned, pressing himself closer. Her arms went around his back, raking her nails 'cross it, and he tensed. He lowered his lips to the valley inbetween her breasts and scattered kisses in a straight line down her stomach. His tongue found her navel, and even lower, her inner thighs. Lightly letting his hands explore her body, he was content to try to memorize the planes of it.
"Hurry, Severus." Her voice was pleading, full of want and need.
"Contraceptus" he said, fumbling for his fifteen inch ebony wand.
"Thank you. Now hurry." she said, pulling him closer to her body. They were both skick with a fine sheen of sweat, making their skin salty to the lips. He pulled back, letting the velvety head of him tease at her opening. "Please, Gods Severus, if you don't soon." she panted as she hooked her ankles behind his knees.
"If I don't soon, what?" he said, inching himself further.
"It's going to hurt worse. I'm a virgin." she cried, feeling a little bit of tearing.
"I'll try not to hurt you." he promised, brushing the curls away from her face.
"Then hurry." she said, looking into his deep eyes.
"I love you, Hermione Granger." He said, as he quickly and suddenly took her virginity. She cried out, but Severus quickly smoothed her face with kisses. He was slowly trying to nurse the pain away with long, smooth strokes. He felt her relax and laugh a little, the sensations making her giggle. She pulled him closer, burying him deeper, hitting her core. She gasped in an exquisite oh and arched her back to be closer, burying him to the hilt. "Oh..." was the wordless syllable that he cried, his eyes scrunching closed.
"Look at me." She said, kissing his shoulder lightly, like a feather.
"Yes?" he gasped as she tightened her inner muscles around him. "Yes!" he said, withdrawing slightly and pressing in.
Again and again he pressed into her, again and again they cried out as one.
"I don't think I can wait any longer," Severus cried, every ounce of his self control about to go to the wind.
"Then don't wait." Hermione panted. She let out a high pitched yell as he started working with fevor. With a few more strokes, Hermione found release unlike any she had ever had before, and with a shout Severus came, spilling warmth into her and onto the fine silk sheets. He jerked as they both came down off of their high, his hips still bucking against hers. He started to withdrawl, and Hermione pulled him closer again.
"I want you to stay here, so that I can remember what it was like my first time." she panted, and after a while he took his weight off of her, letting her snuggle closer to his warm chest and drift off into sleep.
Severus Snape was not the kind of man to just fall asleep as soon as an orgasm came. He laid there for hours, watching her chest rise and fall as she slept on.
"I swear, Hermione Granger, you will be my wife. I love you, so much." he said, kissing her eyelids as the sun rose outside his window.
