***THIS is updated because I made a mistake that two reviewers pointed out to me, I thought I wrote it so that Vince used her completely, but apparently I didn't if I confused my readers, so Hermione in fact is still a virgin.
A/N: all right I happened to look at my fics the other day and I realized its been a month since I updated my fics and I know how horrible that is for somebody who is really into a fic, so to my readers: SO SORRY!
Oh and for the readers who were wondering, I wrote the last two chapters in that order for a reason, the last chapter was meant to be a flashback, although I forgot to write *flashback* on it. oops...
Blessed Be,
Raven
Even Dreams Lie
By Akasha Ravensong
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Chapter twenty-two: Salvation
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Hermione,
Life isn't always easy for a man who has been raised to believe that the only emotions a man is allowed to display were of the negative kind, such as anger and hatred. Fear is unacceptable. So is jealousy, but then that is something I've never been quite able to control.
I was married once. She and I were in love, or so I thought. Deidre Nightshade was her name, you may have heard of her family. Apparently I was a convinient marriage, and she had 'conviniently' found other beds then mine to share despite the fact that I was devoted to her.
I am a man with many faults Hermione, please forgive me. I want to learn to be a man of integrity, and a man who knows how to accept love. Teach me, please.
Severus
***
I was nervous as she read that letter, and nervous as I thought about what it said. It didn't reveal too much but it was also the first time that I bothered to say sorry in a long time. I was out of practice. What was more, I cared about her, and the thought of her turning me out the door and refusing my apology hurt more then anything had in a very long time.
"Well, you have my attention. Now explain."
My heart lurched in my throat and I thought my chest was going to explode. I lead her over to the sofa with her beside me, and we were facing each other.
"Alexander paid me a visit earlier tonight," I began carefully, thinking my words over carefully. Her eyes widened in momentary shock but a mask fell carefully in place once more. "He made me see that I was being foolish. I'm sorry that I reacted the way that I did.
You've got to understand, Hermione, with the world that I have come to know it is obvious the conclusion that I would draw. It's hard for me to see the good in people and situations because I'm used to assuming the worst, and having the worst be better then the reality.
I care about you a lot Hermione, more then I have for anyone in a long time. Tat alone makes this..." I paused, searching for the right word. "difficult for me."
"Severus, I think I understand completely. I've been through a lot too, and I've become a bit cynical. However, I was willing to give you a chance. I still believe that happiness is possible. And I want to do everything I can to make this work between us. AS long as you're willing to work at it too."
I took her hands into mine and raised them to my lips, placing a kiss on each of her delicate porcelain fingers. "I am willing to try Hermione." I cupped her chin in my hands and I kissed her tenderly.
She moaned; a sound that came out in a mew from the back of her throat and I deepened the kiss, tentatively seeking entrance to her mouth and delving my tongue inside. She tasted like honey and cinnomin, a taste so wonderful that it took my breath away. I was a starved man, and her taste saved me from annilation. She was my savior.
My passion built and I leaned forward, laying her down on the couch. Leaning over her I smiled. She was so beautiful. I ran my hands through her wavy hair, still a bit damp. Feathery light kisses rained down tenderly upon her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, her ear, down her neck and then to her collar bone. She writhed beneathe me, her passion building.
I stopped and stared down at her flushed face with a sudden rush of possessiveness. I did this to her. I made her feel like that. She made me hot with desire and I wanted her to be mine, completely.
"Hermione, I think we need to stop before this goes to far."
She looked confused for a minute, but she blinked and blushed furiously. "Perhaps you're right..."she smiled mischeviously. "but I don't want to stop. Not now not ever."
"Hemrione..."
"Severus, I may be a virgin but I know what I want. I want you. I trust you. This is a little fast for me, but I'm ready. I've never felt so sure of anything in my life."
Hands trembling I pulled her to me and devoured her mouth in a feverish kiss. It had been ages since I had been allowed the pleasures of a woman, and it was so precious to me that she would offer herself to me so freely. Carefuly, despite my trembling, I picked her up and carried her to her bedroom.
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A/N: all right I happened to look at my fics the other day and I realized its been a month since I updated my fics and I know how horrible that is for somebody who is really into a fic, so to my readers: SO SORRY!
Oh and for the readers who were wondering, I wrote the last two chapters in that order for a reason, the last chapter was meant to be a flashback, although I forgot to write *flashback* on it. oops...
Blessed Be,
Raven
Even Dreams Lie
By Akasha Ravensong
******
Chapter twenty-two: Salvation
***
Hermione,
Life isn't always easy for a man who has been raised to believe that the only emotions a man is allowed to display were of the negative kind, such as anger and hatred. Fear is unacceptable. So is jealousy, but then that is something I've never been quite able to control.
I was married once. She and I were in love, or so I thought. Deidre Nightshade was her name, you may have heard of her family. Apparently I was a convinient marriage, and she had 'conviniently' found other beds then mine to share despite the fact that I was devoted to her.
I am a man with many faults Hermione, please forgive me. I want to learn to be a man of integrity, and a man who knows how to accept love. Teach me, please.
Severus
***
I was nervous as she read that letter, and nervous as I thought about what it said. It didn't reveal too much but it was also the first time that I bothered to say sorry in a long time. I was out of practice. What was more, I cared about her, and the thought of her turning me out the door and refusing my apology hurt more then anything had in a very long time.
"Well, you have my attention. Now explain."
My heart lurched in my throat and I thought my chest was going to explode. I lead her over to the sofa with her beside me, and we were facing each other.
"Alexander paid me a visit earlier tonight," I began carefully, thinking my words over carefully. Her eyes widened in momentary shock but a mask fell carefully in place once more. "He made me see that I was being foolish. I'm sorry that I reacted the way that I did.
You've got to understand, Hermione, with the world that I have come to know it is obvious the conclusion that I would draw. It's hard for me to see the good in people and situations because I'm used to assuming the worst, and having the worst be better then the reality.
I care about you a lot Hermione, more then I have for anyone in a long time. Tat alone makes this..." I paused, searching for the right word. "difficult for me."
"Severus, I think I understand completely. I've been through a lot too, and I've become a bit cynical. However, I was willing to give you a chance. I still believe that happiness is possible. And I want to do everything I can to make this work between us. AS long as you're willing to work at it too."
I took her hands into mine and raised them to my lips, placing a kiss on each of her delicate porcelain fingers. "I am willing to try Hermione." I cupped her chin in my hands and I kissed her tenderly.
She moaned; a sound that came out in a mew from the back of her throat and I deepened the kiss, tentatively seeking entrance to her mouth and delving my tongue inside. She tasted like honey and cinnomin, a taste so wonderful that it took my breath away. I was a starved man, and her taste saved me from annilation. She was my savior.
My passion built and I leaned forward, laying her down on the couch. Leaning over her I smiled. She was so beautiful. I ran my hands through her wavy hair, still a bit damp. Feathery light kisses rained down tenderly upon her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, her ear, down her neck and then to her collar bone. She writhed beneathe me, her passion building.
I stopped and stared down at her flushed face with a sudden rush of possessiveness. I did this to her. I made her feel like that. She made me hot with desire and I wanted her to be mine, completely.
"Hermione, I think we need to stop before this goes to far."
She looked confused for a minute, but she blinked and blushed furiously. "Perhaps you're right..."she smiled mischeviously. "but I don't want to stop. Not now not ever."
"Hemrione..."
"Severus, I may be a virgin but I know what I want. I want you. I trust you. This is a little fast for me, but I'm ready. I've never felt so sure of anything in my life."
Hands trembling I pulled her to me and devoured her mouth in a feverish kiss. It had been ages since I had been allowed the pleasures of a woman, and it was so precious to me that she would offer herself to me so freely. Carefuly, despite my trembling, I picked her up and carried her to her bedroom.
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