Chapter Nineteen

Making Up(Part Two)

Snape lowered his head and brushed his nose against one of my breasts. The pale blue bra I wore was silky against his skin. I reached behind me to undo the clasp, but Severus shook his head. "Allow me.." He released the clasp after two attempts and carefully lowered the straps from my arms. I pulled the bra off completely. Snape let his eyes take in my upper body and my breasts before he took one of my nipples into the hot cavern of his mouth.

"Ohhh!" I gasped arching my back. The motion brought me closer to his body and snape couldn't help himself, he pulled me to him using one leg to hold me in place, firmly against his erection. He laved and sucked my nipple, biting gently while one hand caressed the other breast. Then he switched breasts, giving each the same glorious torture. I began to rock against him, unable to contain the small sounds of pleasure that escaped my mouth. One of my hands reached between our bodies to cup his erection through his trousers. Snape released my breast after several moments, gasping for air.

"You little vixen." he purred into my ear. I smiled, blushed shyly and pressed my lips to his cheek. Snape sighed in response. He was surely going insane! He pressed a kiss to my cheek in an affectionate gesture. He began light circles down my stomach with on long finger as I worked on the buttons of his trousers.

"Must you wear garments with do many damned little buttons?" I asked in frustration. He chuckled softly. I slipped one hand between the trousers and the fabric of his undergarments. He was indeed quite hard, and I could feel his erection pulse in reaction to my touch. His hand left my body and he tugged his trousers. They slipped easily down his thighs once they were pushed past his behind, and he stepped out of them and his boots as well.

In the dim light I could see his erection straining against the fabric of his gray undergarments, begging for release. I obliged, slipping the fabric down and carefully over his engorged flesh and then his slender rear. He was beautiful in the warm yellow light. A thin line of black hair trailed from his navel down to the thicker patch of hair at the base of his jutting erection. His shaft stood slightly away from his lithe body, tall and proud, twitching in response to my hungry eyes and his desire to bury himself within me. I suddenly felt a rush of desire come over me and I suddenly felt moist between my thighs.

The smooth red tip of his glands was peeking from his foreskin, and pearly white liquid was seeping from the tip dribbling down one side of his shaft. I couldn't resist the temptation to touch him, and I lightly brushed my fingers along his erection. He inhaled sharply and I stopped, thinking I might be hurting him. But one look up revealed that his eyes were closed in ecstasy. He groaned as I wrapped a hand around his length, using it to move his foreskin back, while the fingers of my other hand moved to the base to the head and smeared the pearl liquid over it. Snape encouraged me to move the hand wrapped around him. I soon found a rhythm, and he began to groan and thrust upward into my fist. It continued for several seconds before he pushed my hand away and crushed my mouth with a kiss.

He kissed me hard, thrusting his tongue into my mouth in an imitation of penetration. One of his hands slipped between my legs as he cupped me through my pants. I moaned and felt him unbuttoning my pants and pulling them down. My undergarments followed seconds later and I stepped out of them, leaving me as naked as him. They stood glancing each other over. Snape trailed his fingers over my ribs and I echoed his movement on his body. We were both thinner than normal, and we both knew it was due to the toll this year was taking on our minds and bodies. He teased me by gently stroking the flesh of my stomach and making circles around my thighs, Each time I would shift so he could touch me lower, he moved his hand away. He chuckled as I let out a groan, and I slanted my eyes in mock anger and very real frustration.

"Tell me what you want," He drawled in a low tone that made me shiver.

"I..." I swallowed, unable to speak.

"Instruct me..." he purred. He kissed my neck, allowing his tongue to dart out to taste the flesh. Then he blew his breath against the wet flesh, causing me to shiver uncontrollably.

"Touch me..."

"I am touching you," he replied, stroking my side.

"Not there," I groaned in annoyance.

"Here?" he asked, brushing his fingers around her belly button. I shook my head.

"Here?" He asked again, this time stroking my inner thigh.

"Hi-Higher..."I moaned as his hand slid further up and over the patch of hair just above the junction of my thighs. He inserted one, the two fingers into the moist cavern between my legs, and I arched my back, "Oh, God..." Snape smiled, rather pleased with the effect he was having on me. He trust his fingers in and out of me gently, establishing a rhythm. His thumb stroked at the hard nub above his plunging fingers. My moans were getting louder and I was shaking; he knew I was close to release. He stroked the spongy flesh just within me harder and felt and heard me moan as I climaxed. My muscles clamped around his fingers tightly as my head fell back, and his name left my lips in three delayed syllables.

I collapsed against him and after several moments had passed he removed his hand from me. He let me rest a moment, my cheek pressed against his chest as I tried to calm my breathing. I could feel him hard against my belly. Now that my vision was slowly returning after the explosion behind my eyelids, I was ready and willing to please him. He sat in my armchair, pulling me onto him. We watched each other and he ran his fingers through my messy, damp hair. I slid a hand between his thighs to touch him, and he grasped my wrist, shaking his head.

"I won't last..." he whispered regretfully. He lifted me up slowly so I would understand what he wanted of me. Being a bright witch, I caught on and straddled him. My feet on either side of his body. I wrapped my legs around his lithe body and held onto the edge of the back of the chair.

Using his hand, Snape guided his shaft toward me, and I gasped and he shuddered as the head and foreskin met the flesh of my sex. He moved slowly, pressing upward while she lowered myself down. Inch by excruciating inch, his erection disappeared into my eager body. He placed his hands about my waist and pushed up while he puled down. He lowered me while at the same time pumping himself into me shallowly several times before thrusting hard and deep. This became our rhythm and all too soon it became too much. We were each gasping and moaning, clutching, thrusting, panting.

Snape couldn't have enough of me, couldn't bury himself into me deeply enough, while I felt Snape couldn't fill me enough.

"Circe..Jasmine..." He panted. I kissed the underside of his jaw, running my tongue along it. His muscles tightened, and he wasn't prepared for the explosive orgasm that took his body so quickly. His final thrust took him deep. His body went rigid for only a moment before his hips jerked upwards and he spurted his seed in hot torrents into my womb. He heard me gasp and felt my muscles tighten around him as I found my release mere moments later.

Snape fell back completely against the chair, shaking and covered in sweat. I was pressed against him, my legs still wrapped around his waist. His heart was pounding so hard he could barely hear, but he could make out my voice saying something softly. He opened his eyes when he felt a few small kisses being placed upon his cheek.

"Oh please don't cry. It's all right." he didn't realize he was crying until he heard my words, and then felt the salty tears wetting his face. Snape was horrified. Gods, he was crying like some pathetic child, and yet the witch in his arms did not seem repulsed by it in the least. I was wiping away his tears and running my fingers through his damp hair. He pushed away from the chair, our bodies still connected and my legs still wrapped around his waist. He hugged me to him, trembling as he did so. He buried his face into her unruly hair and silently cursed the world around him. He moved into the bedroom and laid me down on the bed, him laying right on top not bothering to free himself of my body.

"What was wrong Severus." I asked gently stroking his hair. He raised his eyes and kissed my chest.

"Just happy that I didn't loose you for good." He said gently pulling out of me and rollign off of me and gathering me in his arms. I snuggled into his chest and he sighed happily and kissed the top of my head.

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