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Warning - 18 and over only, please. Mature content. Explicit sexual content.
After a bit of a struggle up the stairs, with Hermione demanding he put her down (him refusing of course), they finally made it to the third floor. To say it was a master bedroom was an understatement; the room took up most of the entire third floor, with high ceilings and very relaxing beige colored walls. The bed was huge also, placed in the back of the room, but still centered, just as it was in their chambers at Hogwarts. It had light blue silk sheets, with a darker blue comforter, along with two fluffy looking pillows on either side of the king sized bed. There was a redwood dresser and walk-in closet on either side of the room, a fireplace to match the other two, as well as a flat screen television on the opposite wall from the bed.
"One in here too?" Hermione asked, obviously shocked.
Severus gave her a smile and a one-shouldered shrug. "I thought if you were to be put on bed rest, that you might like to watch something."
She smiled radiantly back at him before making her way to the door on the right hand side of the room. She gasped as she took in the largest tiled bathroom; it had a standing shower, just like the one at Hogwarts, a bathtub built for a queen, his and her sinks, as well as a large linen closet, and plenty of cabinet space. However, before she was able to take all of it in, she felt warm arms wrap around her from behind. Hermione smiled as Severus spread his long fingers across her stomach, flexing them in and out. She welcomed the embrace, leaning back against him, her head falling to the side on his chest.
"Would you care to join me in the bedroom, love?" he asked lowly, his nose drifting over her hair, inhaling.
"Mmm," Hermione murmured, arching against him as his hands roamed over her stomach, teasing the underside of her breasts.
"You look stunning in this dress," Severus whispered, the pads of his thumbs running over her nipples, which puckered beneath his touch.
"Thank you," Hermione said, somewhat breathlessly. "I appreciate the compliment, Severus, but I would much rather have you take it off me."
His thumbs paused on her nipples, a small groan escaping him. Hermione rotated her hips slowly, her bottom rubbing against his obvious erection, drawing a small gasp from his lips. Ducking his head, he growled in her ear and pulled her tightly against him, rotating his hips right back. Hermione abruptly broke free, turning in his arms in order to kiss him passionately. Severus kissed her back, their tongues meeting and mingling before fighting for dominance. He grasped her hips as her arms wound around his neck, both of them swaying on the spot.
Hermione took a step forward, causing him to take one back. His hands trailed up her spine, following the long zipper up, before grabbing the topmost part and taking it right back down. Hermione gasped against his mouth, feeling the cool air of the bathroom hit her now-bare back. Severus' hands slid to her biceps, tugging at them until her arms fell. He gently took the straps of the silk dress down her arms, the dress simply falling to a pool on the floor around her feet, leaving her in nothing but small, lacy green panties. Hermione gasped and moaned when Severus' hands ran up her sides to her bare breasts, ghosting his fingers over her heated skin.
Hermione made quick work of his suit jacket, rolling it off his shoulders and down his arms to join her dress on the floor. She tugged at his tie, loosening it before breaking the kiss in order to pull it over his head. Before she could, Severus' hands found the buttons to his starchy white dress shirt. She watched his long fingers as they popped each button through the hole, mesmerized. He untucked the shirt, parting the two sides of fabric before discarding that also. Hermione's dainty hands immediately went to his chest, running her hands over the scarred, hard plains of his torso.
She made a slow descent to his trousers, but quickly unbuckled his belt, undid the button, pulled the zipper down, and slid them, along with his boxers, down his legs. She followed the clothes down, coming to settle on her knees in front of him before he clumsily slipped off his shoes, allowing her to remove the garments. Hermione kissed each of his thighs, her eyes watching as his erect member twitched. He passed his hands over her hair, a whisper of magic engulfing her head as she felt her hair fall down her naked back, and was unable to stop the smile that crossed her features.
Her eyes glanced up to his face; his mouth was open and his eyes closed, his face contorted in obvious anticipation. Hermione's tongue darted out to wet her plump, pink lips before wrapping them around the mushroomed head of his penis. Severus gasped as he felt her take him deeper in her warm mouth. The pad of her tongue grazed his shaft while slowly continuing to take him deeper. She opened her mouth more, sucking in her cheeks, making a vacuum-like seal around his large member as she slowly pulled back, ripping a loud moan from her husband.
Severus' hands threaded through her hair, using all the control he had left to not thrust into her mouth, wanting her only to take as much as she could. Hermione noticed this and smirked as best she could, her lips still around his pulsing arousal. Her cheeks puffed back out as she daringly took more of him, his tip barely reaching the back of her throat, nearly triggering her gag reflex. She settled there for a moment, getting used to the feeling. Severus' jaw clenched and his hands tightened in her hair as she experimentally slid her tongue along his shaft, amazed at the smoothness of it. He nearly whimpered as she did that, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, his fingers tingling, wanting nothing more than pump himself into her mouth.
Hermione, agonizingly slowly, pulled her head back, almost fully releasing him, before plunging back again. Severus called out as she took him deeper, her gag reflex seemingly nonexistent. His hips twitched, begging him to give into the sensations and take her mouth as he would her core. She brought her hand to join her mouth, her fingers wrapping around his length that she couldn't take in.
"Love," Severus panted above her.
Hermione made a noise in her throat, causing it to vibrate down his shaft, sending a wave of pleasure through him.
"Don't do that," he hissed, his head falling back.
Finally, she released him from her mouth, but she didn't drop her hand. On the contrary, she continued to stroke him, using her saliva on his shaft to make her pumps easier. "I enjoy doing this," Hermione admitted sheepishly.
"I know you do," he panted. "But I want to repay the favor."
Hermione chuckled lightly. "Yes, but you'll get me off that way, Severus."
He made a noise of approval. "I enjoy that. However, you are much quicker to … oh bloody hell that feels good."
Hermione had taken back to using the pad of her tongue on him, gently licking from his tip to his base, marveling in the pulse along the bottom.
"You are much quicker to recover," he said, finishing his previous statement.
"I'm willing to wait for awhile," she murmured, now rotating her tongue around his leaking tip.
"Please," he panted. "Please, love, I want to taste you."
Hermione's movements stopped and she tilted her head up to him, meeting his eyes, which were staring intently down at her now. "You know I can't resist that."
Severus smiled his beautiful smile at her. "Yes, I know," he said confidently. "Stand up."
Hermione didn't miss the slight command to his voice and complied before really giving it thought, letting his heavy member fall from her hand. She barely had her footing when Severus' mouth crushed into hers, his tongue instantly taking her mouth with an angry passion. She kissed him back just as furiously, her fingers tangling in his hair as he pressed against her, his arms going around his waist, holding her tightly. He stooped down and put his arms around her thighs, lifting her until she wrapped her legs around him, grinding her sex into his, producing a moan from both of them.
He threw her on the bed, causing her to giggle, but it quickly turned into a surprised squeak as he pounced on top of her, restarting their passionate kiss. He didn't linger there too long, his lips quickly drifting over her neck and collarbone before he slid down to take a taunt nipple into his mouth, sucking it until she was writhing and moaning underneath him. His lips glided over her ribs, but slowed as he reached her slightly protruding stomach. He ghosted his hands over it, murmuring words of love over her skin.
"Severus," she hissed, her small hands threading through his ebony locks as his tongue made lazy circles on her slightly raised hipbones.
He completely ignored her, the only evidence that he heard her was shown in the form of a smile that was slowly creeping onto his face. His hands slid underneath her thighs and back up to her hips, grasping the flimsy green panties. Hermione involuntarily bucked her hips as Severus' lips ghosted over her mound, his lips just barely brushing her still covered womanhood. He inhaled her scent, his eyes closing as though he were sniffing a fine wine before tasting. He bent his knees slowly, rocking back onto them as he gingerly took the garment down her beautiful legs, taking the time to admire her clean shaved area between her legs.
"Love," he panted, becoming increasingly hard at the new look.
"Yes?" she breathed, squirming under his stare.
"When did you do this?" he asked, his fingers slowly making a path up her thigh before experimentally brushing them over her shaved mound.
She whimpered loudly as his hands continued their slow exploration of her moist outer lips. "This morning," she moaned.
Severus growled in approval. No longer able to contain himself, he practically dove down, his arms sliding under her legs, propping them on his shoulders. Only when he found himself directly in front of her spread out lips, did he pause to take in the beautiful bare skin of the area. Hermione panted, her insides twisting in anticipation, but she remained completely still, letting him take as much time as he so desired.
"I love you like this," he said lowly after a moment.
"What?" she asked, her brain so cloudy she could barely distinguish his words.
He smiled and blew air against the moisture pooling around her core, tearing a loud moan from her. "I said that I love you like this," he repeated. "I love you naked before me, spread out for me to take you anytime I like."
"By all means," she panted, "take me anytime you like."
"I think I will," he said, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Before she could say anything else, Severus placed his tongue at the topmost part of her lips before gently, slowly, running his tongue between them. He leisurely ran his tongue over her clit, taking pride in the sounds Hermione was making as he made circles around her puckered bud. Hermione's hands shot to his hair again, her hips bucking as his lips closed around her pebble, sucking the tiny button into his mouth. He released it slowly, listening to her labored breathing with a smile upon his lips. His tongue glided to her opening, tasting her core thoroughly.
"Severus!" she cried as his tongue slid between her opening, efficiently penetrating her.
With slow, deliberate movements, he drove her wild, his tongue pulling back before reentering her. Just as she thought she was going to lose it, Severus pulled back. She whimpered as he pulled away, but moaned as she felt fingers replacing his tongue, two of his long digits sliding within her warmth. His mouth fell over her clit again, his tongue making hurried strokes as she bucked against his face, her cries filling the room. His name was torn from her lips as he curled his fingers within her, throwing her clear over the edge into a hip bucking, back arching, toe curling orgasm, her release slickly coating his fingers as they continued to stroke her clenched walls.
His movements slowed as her body stopped shuddering, lovingly allowing her to come back to earth, his fingers barely moving within her pulsing core. "Severus," she moaned, his ministrations reigniting her desire. "Please, I want you inside me so badly."
Severus lifted his head, looking up to his wife, who was now staring at him, her eyes lust filled and needy. Who was he to deny his bride? "How do you want it, my beautiful wife?"
Hermione cried out as he twisted his fingers within her soaked sleeve, her eyes rolling back for a moment. "I don't care," she moaned. "As long as you're inside me, I don't care."
Severus placed two kisses on the inside of her thighs, loving the way she gasped from the sensation of it. "Care to go for a ride?"
Hermione groaned in approval, always feeling her desire pulse when he'd say things like that. "On your back, Severus," she said quietly, smiling as he instantly complied, laying directly next to her on the large bed.
She turned on her side, facing him, her hand finding it's way to his muscular chest, her nails trailing lightly down his toned stomach. Severus hissed as her hand kept going, her fingers boldly wrapping around his hardened member, her fingers not quite able to fully cover his girth. Hermione stroked him slowly, starting from the base and bringing the pulsing skin up, before making the long stroke back down. Severus groaned, his hips involuntarily bucking as her hand moved faster, her eyes locked onto his face as his eyes squeezed shut, obviously doing his best to retain some amount of control.
"You are torturing me," he breathed out.
Hermione hummed lightly and released him, slowly rolling her body on top of his, her legs going to either side of his hips. She perched herself above his member, his hand coming up to stroke her flushed cheek before tangling his fingers within her hair, dragging her down for a passionate kiss. Severus' other hand gently gripped her hip, clearly telling her what he wanted. She obliged him, slowly lowering herself onto him, both of them whimpering against the others lips as she impaled herself fully. Completely sheathed inside her, Severus kissed her more fiercely, the feel of her tight walls and endless kissing making him lightheaded.
Severus broke the kiss as she raised, both their breathing picking up in pace as she began to ride him. She sat straighter, knowing he liked to see all of her when they were in this position. He groaned as she raised, her bare torso slowly coming into view as her head fell back, her hands reaching to grasp the headboard in order to help her movements. His hands roamed her body as she rode him slowly, cupping her breasts before pinching her nipples. Severus grasped her hips as she moved faster, raising his own in order to meet her halfway, filling her to the hilt with every thrust. Just as he felt himself losing it, he pulled her to him again before rolling them over.
"Severus!" Hermione cried out as he brought her leg over his shoulder just as he entered her roughly again.
"You're so wet," he moaned as he moved within her.
"Just for you," she panted, her back arching when he hunched to take a puckered nipple into his mouth as he thrust deeply within her.
Severus groaned, the feel of her wet, tight walls convulsing around him as he pumped into her at a heavy pace, moans being ripped from her as he hit a spot the he knew made her see stars. He focused on that one spot, his teeth scrapping over her nipple, causing her to scream his name, the slow build up finally exploding. Her orgasm swept through her, lights bursting behind her eyes as she clamped around Severus, her nails digging into his arms as she came.
"Come with me!" she cried out, her walls closing on him so tightly that he couldn't help but oblige her, spilling deeply within her as her walls milked his member to completion.
Severus slowly released her leg, his hand guiding it down until it rested on the bed beside him. Hermione put her arms around his neck, bringing him down for a slow, sensual kiss. He carefully rolled off her, turning to his side in order to place a hand on her stomach. Slowly, he slid down on the bed, until his head was resting on her stomach, murmuring so quietly she couldn't make out his words. Tears filled her eyes as she caught the words "love" and "happiness" and "can't wait". He kissed her stomach three times, his nose grazing over her skin.
He came back to lay beside her, sliding an arm beneath the pillows, pulling her closer. She turned, facing him, before tangling her leg with his, her head and arm resting on his torso. "I love you," she whispered, snuggling further into his chest.
"And I love you, Hermione," he whispered back, gently kissing the top of her disheveled brown hair. After a moment, he spoke again. "I know there were a lot of sentiments spoken today, but I am so unbelievably happy that you are my wife."
Hermione tilted her head to look him in the eyes. "Thank you," she said, kissing his chin. "I love you, Severus, and I'm honored to be your wife. I couldn't picture a better husband than you."
"Ah, but we have just begun, love," he said, leaning down to gently kiss her lips.
"That's true," she conceded, "but that doesn't mean I don't feel like the happiest girl on the planet, laying here in your arms."
He smiled at her. "You have no idea how much I love hearing you say things like that."
"I'll remember to say them more often," she said with a smile of her own.
"Do you want to know what I look forward to the most?" he said after another brief silence.
"What's that?" she asked.
"To meeting our children," he said quietly, closing his eyes, twining his fingers with hers on his stomach, his other hand absently playing with her hair. "To meeting our children after these, if you want others. I look forward to growing old with you, to having you in my bed for the rest of our lives."
He heard her sniffle just as he felt moisture on his bare chest. His hand unlinked from hers, placing his fingers under her chin, tilting it up until his eyes met hers, which were swimming with tears. "I'm sorry," she said quietly, "it's these damn hormones. Well, that and, although you are much sweeter with me than I ever imagined, just hearing you say those things to me just makes me so damn happy and I can't help it."
Severus chuckled lightly, wiping away the tears that leaked from her eyes. "It's alright, love, no need to apologize. Why don't you close your eyes, try to get a little bit of sleep, it's been a long day."
"A great day," she added, leaning up further to kiss him again. His lips captured hers in a slow kiss, their lips locking into place for a long moment before he deepened it, kissing her languidly until she pulled away for air. "If you do that again, there won't be any sleeping tonight, my dear husband."
He smiled, shaking his head slowly. "Don't worry, my love, we'll have plenty of time for that this weekend. But now, let's sleep."
She nodded her head before finding her place on his chest again, kissing his skin lightly as her eyes slowly closed. His hand found hers on his stomach again, their fingers intertwining as they both sighed contently, falling into a deep, dreamless sleep.
A/N - I have no idea why this chapter was so difficult to write, but … here it is anyway, and I hope you enjoyed it! Probably only two more chapters left…. Review please!