AN/ This chapter contains sexual situations. If you dislike, or are underage, please refrain from reading this material as it has no true basis other than detail and entertainment. You will still be able to understand the story as a whole. While I realize the warning may be reason enough to make some of you read it, I can accept no responsibility for you so doing.

The next morning, Bridget awoke encased in a warm embrace. she stiffened as she tried to remember where she was and her mind was flooded with confusion and pleasure from the night before, racing with the possibilities. What was going to happen? What did Severus plan to do? What did she want to happen? She wanted him, completely. She had no real doubts about that... But did he want the same? And why now? What had changed?

She looked over her shoulder and found him awake and watching her. She smiled at him. "Morning." She could find nothing more to say.

He made no verbal answer, continuing to hold her tight to him, kissing her good morning. She rolled over to face him, putting her hands to his chest, kissing him back. His hands strayed over her body, touching what he had not allowed himself to touch the night before. She could not help but rub her body along his, moaning into his mouth. He made her feel alive in ways even her dreams could not.

Severus pulled from the kiss, looking into her eyes. "Are you sure?" He was going to let her walk out free and clear if that is what she wanted. He was use to being alone and would cope as he always had.

"Take me." She kissed him as deeply and passionately as she could, not use to the action.

"Then undress me." He laid there, watching her. She quickly started to pull at his clothes and unfasten them. As they came off, she threw them, not caring to where. He likewise did not care where they landed or in what condition, which was very unlike him. He just wanted to feel their skin touch too much.

Once she was done with his clothes, he began kissing and sucking on her skin as he had previously in the night. His mouth gave each of her breasts equal attention before heading lower. She moaned and bucked under him as his tongue slid over her clit. Her head moved back and forth on the bed. "Severus..." Her voice came out a yearning, his name panted.

He continued to tease her opening and clit until he was sure she was almost ready to climax. Once she was that close, he stopped and kissed his way back up her body. He met her eyes. They shown for him more brightly than he ever thought anyone's could. His lips met hers almost possessively as he positioned himself at her entrance.

Bridget spread her legs farther as she kissed back. She urged him, wanting to feel him fill her. He entered her as she arched up. She was tighter than he though possible, her heat searing him in such pleasurable ways. And then, as he fully thrust inside and she cried out into his mouth, he realized he was the first to ever stretch her, fill her, feel her heat.

Pulling from their lengthy kiss, he looked down at her, at the lone tear sliding down her cheek. "You were..." He knew it did not need verbalized, the fact obvious. She looked back, not at all ashamed, and he felt something in him swell. He closed his eyes a moment as she nodded, something akin to relief passing over his features. He had no expectations to stand up to, holding his body very still as her body adjusted to him and his mind adjusted as well.

Bridget put a hand to his face, smiling up at him. Her body needed to feel him move. She rocked against him. He moaned out but refused to move. She could see something was bothering him. "Severus?" Her hand moved to his hair, fingers threading through the locks.

"I...never..." The never was barely audible, but she heard and understood. She smiled softly as she leaned up and kissed him long and slow. He returned the kiss feeling accepted, understood. "You feel so good," he admitted.

"So do you." She kissed his cheek, his neck, his chest, ignoring the scars over his body. They did not matter. She moaned as he started a nice smooth pace. She met the pace, roaming her hands over his body as her eyes watched his. Their eyes never left each other. As she neared the end, she wrapped her legs around him tightly, driving him as deep as she could. Her mouth latched onto his, kissing him with all she had.

He moaned into her mouth, unable to last. She hugged him to her, not letting go. He looked into her eyes. "I'm sorry," he said softly. He had climaxed before her and in its intensity had failed to notice she had likewise climaxed.

Slightly confused as to why he would be sorry, she paused a moment to think it over. Once she realized, she hugged him just a little tighter. "For what?" She asked with a small smile, brushing back his hair. Then, she kissed him long, slow, and passionately. Her hands began to roam over his body again. She moaned as he began to swell inside of her. She smiled and leaned back into the bed, looking up at him.

She made such a beautiful, sexy picture laid out before him. Her skin was flushed a rosy pink, chest rising and falling with her light panting. Her eyes were dark with further need for him. He started kissing her neck, moving down to her breasts, suckling at her again as he began to move inside of her. He wanted to worship her as she deserved.

Bridget arched into him, one hand in his hair as the other ran over his back and the top of his buttocks. "Gods, Severus..." She panted. "So good." Her voice spurred him into a quicker pace, using his thumb to rub against her bundle of nerves. She locked her legs tightly around him, bucking with all she had, grunting softly as she grew closer to completion. She started to feel the world fall from beneath her. "Severus!" She cried as she fell into bliss, hanging onto him for dear life.

Severus followed seconds behind her, calling out her name as she had his own, collapsing onto her. He looked down at her as she panted, hands roaming over his back idly. He was uncertain what to say, what he could possibly say that would not diminish what they had just shared or that could make it better. She looked back at him with much the same feeling. She suddenly smiled at him, kissing his nose then giving him a peck on the lips.

He looked at her curiously, not moving, as she burrowed into his loose embrace, not inclined to leave it any time soon. He moved off her, thinking she could not be comfortable with his weight on top of her. She whimpered at the loss though he pulled her with him, keeping her in his arms. She settled against him, sighing in content as her hand traced random patterns on his skin. "No one else," his voice broke the silence of the room.

She raised her head and looked at him. "What?"

"No one else will ever know you like this." He looked at her fervently.

She frowned slightly, not quite understanding at first. Then, it dawned on her. She made a small 'o' with her mouth before smiling. She laid her head back down, taking one of his hands in hers, looking at them. He began to kiss her again, causing her to smile again. "What time is it? How long do we have?" They both had much time of being alone to make up for. She began to kiss her way down his chest.

"Long enough." He moaned as she hit a sensitive spot.

"Good." She continued to kiss and suckle at every inch she could, especially his nipples. One of her hands moved lower, playing lightly over his thighs and hips.

"Touch me." His voice was full of longing. Bridget looked up as her hand went to him, lightly at first then more strongly. Up and down. She continued to kiss him but her eyes never left his. He arched into her strokes. "God yes...Don't stop."

Finally, her mouth joined her hand. She was not sure what she was doing but she would do her best. He began to whimper, beyond words or rational thought. She pumped harder, sucking more fervently at his reactions to her touch. He panted harder, begging her not to stop, for more. She took a deep breath, opening her throat and hoping she did not choke to terribly. She had read about the act and hoped she could do it well enough to please him. He did not last long, spilling into her throat as she sucked hard. She choked at first but drank him dry, wiping her mouth off as she slid back up his body. "Guess we did have time." She smiled down at him.

"I think we have time for more." He kissed her, taking one of her legs and placing it so she straddled him.

She looked down at him and nodded. Her hair spilled down around her face as she reached behind herself to rub him, prime him for yet more. She rubbed herself on his abdomen, their mixed essence making her very wet as she did so. She moaned as he massaged her nipples with his thumbs. He moaned as well from her ministrations. Soon, she moved him to her entrances and slid onto him. She threw her head back in pleasure as he filled her again.

Severus moved one hand from her breast, beginning to stroke at her in time with her motion. She quickened her pace, riding him harder and faster. Her own hands moved to her breasts. He stilled her hips as he felt himself ready to climax again. He did not want to do so before her. So, he continued to stroke at her. Her head lulled back and forth before falling forward. She looked at him, hair all a tangle around her head, rubbing against his hand and squeezing her own breasts.

"Tell me when," he told her. He would let go when she was ready.

"When." No sooner did she say that and he let go did she start to clench around him harder and longer than before. She cried out as she did. He began to move inside of her, following behind her after a short time. She fell onto him. "Gods, Severus." She kissed his chest by her lips not having the energy to move.

"I didn't do it."

"Didn't do what?" She looked up, eyes half closed.

"That time was all you, my love." He still panted as he spoke, if not as heavily. She found the energy to move higher and kiss him passionately. "I'm not sure I have enough energy now to go to class." He gave her a small smirk.

"Fraid we have to." She kissed his cheek, leaning down. "I'll be waiting for the day to end." Her voice was a husky whisper. Her mind not yet remembering what had brought her to his bed to begin with. She would worry about Remus later.

"I'll have you before then." He looked at her, promise in his eyes. "I feel like a randy school boy."

She laughed. "And I a hormonal teenager." She kissed him again. "Who better for me to be hormonal with?"

He nodded in understanding. "We should bathe. You can wear one of my robes until you get to your rooms." He looked at her in thought a moment. "Would you be opposed to moving your things in here?"

She blinked at him. The offer was rather sudden. She took a moment then smiled. "Okay." She kissed his nose.

"No. Rather sudden is what is going through my mind."

"Yes, you seem to read minds, but I can have some things here. For times like these." She smiled at him still, eyes very fond.

"Read minds?" He lifted a brow. "And I plan to have you here every night."

She nodded. "I was thinking it was sudden."

"I meant that the thought that was going through my mind would be rather sudden. I was not agreeing with you," he explained.

"Oh." She flushed slightly.

"Yes?" He did not understand why she was flushed.

She gave him a small smile. "Well, I don't want you to think that I don't want to be here, but it is sudden..." She looked down at him. "But, I don't think I can sleep alone now."

"Our love making wasn't? Sudden that is." He looked at her with that pointed way of his.

She blushed again. "True."

"The thought I was having was to ask you to bind yourself to me." He looked at her, face somewhat walled up.

She looked into his eyes, shocked. "You want me that deeply?" Her voice full of wonder.

"Yes," he answered simply and full of honesty. He was rewarded with a nonverbal yes as she surged forward and kissed him with all she had. Neither one of them made it to their first class.

AN/ Yes, I realize that likely there is no way they could go that many rounds in succession but for drama and entertainment they did. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Sorry for so much time between chapters as well. -Neph