Chapter Five - Let Me See You
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Hermione had just come out of a steaming hot shower when she heard Severus return to their quarters. He had been out all day on a rather large supply mission and had also met up with some old friends.
She heard him as he settled into the leather sofa and could hear the roar of the fire increasing. Tonight was the night and she had made sure things were going to be as perfect as they could be. She knew he would be relaxing for a while so she began to run her wand through her hair, taming the frizz and adding volume as she went.
"Hermione, would you come here?" Came the baritone voice from the sitting room. The young witch was caught off guard and quickly grabbed her floor length black dressing gown. As she was still naked underneath the silk gave a stunning outline to her size ten frame.
She walked through to the lounge to find Severus sat on the sofa with a glass of Fire-whiskey in one hand and the other on the back of the sofa. It was a rare occurrence to see him quite relaxed as usually he always kept a stiff upper lip.
She cautiously stood in front of him as his gaze remained on the fire. His silence was unnerving and her mind raced back in case she had done something wrong.
He took his eyes off the fire and took a sip of his drink. "Open your dressing gown," He said and looked at her deeply.
Hermione began to blush as her heart raced. "Sorry? Severus, is this one of your wind ups or have you had more than just that drink?" She said and tried to laugh it off as her hands began to hug her stomach.
"This is my first drink of the evening and no this is no joke," he said dryly without any expression apart from raising one eyebrow.
"But why do you wish me to take off my dressing gown. I just find it odd,"
The wizard shrugged his shoulders and took another sip.
He had already noticed her delicate frame as the light from the fire enhanced her figure and he wanted to see more.
Severus had never asked a woman to do such a thing so it was quite a leap of faith. Hermione had wanted him to be open and to have 'no more secrets'. This was a small step for him but he hoped that in some way she would understand his thinking. He was after all trying to let her into his closeted world.
"Is it odd for a man to ask to see his wife in her natural beauty?" He asked and finished his drink.
Her confidence wavered as he sat watching her. This was certainly not what she had planned. "I still don't understand. I am no oil painting and I..."
"Allow me to be the judge of that," he said cutting her off before she could finish. He noticed that her hands were now away from her stomach and were twitching behind her back.
Oh gods! Shit!, she thought. Drawing in a deep breath, she began to loosen the knot on her dressing gown. She felt his eyes remain firmly on her. As she let the ties go she firmly gripped each hem of the opening.
"Go on," came the voice and she noticed he elongated the word on which made the hairs on her neck stand on end.
She took in a deep breath and held his gaze. His facial expression was not threatening it was in fact quite soft and she felt he was rather vulnerable.
She closed her eyes and slowly opened her silk robe, revealing all that she had kept hidden over the years. She didn't dare open her eyes as she feared he would object to her body.
Damn you insecurity! She thought and grimaced.
Severus scanned his eyes slowly over her body and noticed the goosebumps that appeared even though the room was quite warm. The soft candlelight bounced off her porcelain skin and her nipples began to stiffen.
He admired her round breasts and firm stomach as his eyes lowered. She was neatly trimmed and the dark patch of hair covered her most intimate part.
His heart shifted up a gear as thoughts of her untouched tightness aroused him deep within. Her long legs shifted ever so slightly as she tried to remain still.
"You underrate yourself Hermione," He said breaking her silent thoughts.
She opened her eyes and noticed his eyes were on her. There was no creepy, lecherous stare like she thought. Instead he was looking at her with desire and passion. She began to blush and covered herself back up.
"Now, wasn't that liberating," he said and stood up, taking both of her hands. He raised her chin gently with his long fingers and placed a light kiss on her lips. He felt her quiver slightly at his touch as his hand snaked round her waist drawing her into him.
Hermione did feel liberated. It was like he had unleashed a tigress within her and she didn't quite know how to control it. Now that he had seen her in her natural form she felt she didn't need to shy away.
Severus deepened his kiss and he entwined his tongue with hers.
"I think we should take this next door," he whispered and without warning he lifted her up and carried her through.
He laid her gently on the bed and she watched him take off his black frock coat which he hung up on the door.
Severus returned to the bed and sat on the edge next to her, loosening his shirt buttons. Instinctively, Hermione sat up and ran her hands over his chest, pushing his shirt off his shoulders.
As he tossed it to one side he returned his gaze on her and noticed that her dressing gown tie was not as tight as it was. He reached out his hand and pulled the knot, pushing open the robe.
Severus leaned down and began to kiss her exposed breast, paying generous attention to her nipple. Her delicate moans became music to his ears as he began to work on the other breast in the same way.
Hermione ran her hands through his soft hair and her breathing was becoming slower and deeper. She cast her mind back to the last time and realised that there was no clinical feeling to the way things were playing out, instead it was feeling very natural and almost emotional.
She felt his kisses hit her navel as he traveled lower. "Severus, are you sure?" She said as his mouth reached her heat. He raised his eyes to her before looking back down and gently parting her legs.
Severus was now learning as he went. He had never given oral pleasure so this was very new to him but one he knew he would enjoy. Her scent began to drive him wild as his tongue made contact with her warm centre.
He used his tongue to gently circle her clitoris while his hands rested gently on her thighs. As the seconds went on he felt her relax and her moans became slightly louder.
Hermione was in ecstasy for the first time in her life. She felt no embarrassment having an older man give her such pleasure in such an intimate way. She kept her hands on his head as he worked his tongue around her. Waves of pleasure began to wash over her and she was certainly going to ride this wave.
Severus was aware that his wife was becoming increasingly moist to his touch. He gently placed a finger near her opening and started to slowly push into her. She was incredibly tight and he could feel the resistance of the thin membrane within her.
Not wanting her to become uncomfortable, he removed his finger and continued to pleasure her with his tongue.
All of a sudden he could feel her thighs making contact with his head as her hips raised followed by moan of pleasure. As she came back down to earth, he subtly wiped his chin and made his way back up to her face which was slightly blushed.
"My, my. What happened to the prim and proper lady I once knew?" He asked and raised one eyebrow.
"That felt completely out if this world," she replied and stroked his face.
She watched him stand to remove his trousers which he put over the chair. As he walked back over to the bed he dropped his boxer shorts and climbed onto the bed. Hermione kept her eyes on his face as she felt embarrassed to look any further.
Severus noticed her fixed stare as he lay on his side next to her. "Hermione, look at me. If we are going to be husband and wife I don't want you to be embarrassed or ashamed to see me naked,"
He watched her eyes hesitantly move down his body as he stroked her hair. His arousal was quickly becoming more obvious as his desire for her was gaining strength over him.
Hermione looked at his manhood and began to panic. He was quite a tall man and his length and girth were quite an eyeful as she analysed the eight inches of pleasure before her.
Her eyes made their way back up to his and she gave a smile as he leaned in to kiss her. He couldn't wait any longer and positioned himself on top of her, balancing his weight on his elbows.
"This may cause some discomfort but I assure you it will get better. I will stop if need be," he whispered as he kissed her neck.
"I know. Please Severus," she whispered back as she tried to steady her nerves.
Severus encouraged her to widen her legs as he nestled in between them. His arousal touched her opening and he had to hold himself back from diving straight in. Instead he began to push himself into her, savouring the warmth that would soon encase his length. He felt her nails beginning to grip his hips as his arousal touched the membrane.
"I'm sorry Hermione, are you ready?" He said deeply as she nodded her head and reassured him with a kiss.
They both took a deep breath as he pulled away before pushing through her centre. Hermione gave a sharpe moan as a combination of stinging and stabbing radiated from her heat as Severus growled in her ear.
As he stopped to allow her to get used to the feeling, he was aware of how tight she was which caused him some discomfort. Slowly but surely he began to thrust in and out of her as she remained still, taking in what was happening to her body.
Hermione was aware of the uncomfortable feeling between her legs. Although it started to become pleasurable, she wanted it over soon as the dull ache began to increase.
She appreciated that Severus was taking his time and hoped that things would become easier as he said.
Severus's body began to tense up as his toes curled. With an almighty growl he came inside his wife before collapsing on top of her. He remained inside her as his arousal pulsated.
Gold sparks began to float around the couple as the Marriage Law was sealed. Once they had disappeared Severus looked at Hermione who reassured him with a smile.
"It will get better. There are so many positions and pleasures you have yet to try. We just need to get to know what we both like," he whispered and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"What do you like?" Hermione asked as she saw a very faint blush hit his pale complexion.
"All in good time. We have many years ahead of us,"
Severus was taken back by her natural curiosity. He couldn't tell her what his preferences were straight away for fear of scaring her.
Yes, he enjoyed passionate love making but he also liked to be the dominant figure. Pain was a definite no go to him but the thought of controlling pleasure drove him wild.
He carefully withdrew out of Hermione causing her to take a short breath, as he rolled on his side next to her he noticed the slight tinge of red on his now softening arousal. Silently, he cast a cleansing charm and pulled Hermione close into him.
Hermione lay next to her husband and debated whether to get up to the bathroom or sleep. As Severus began to drift off she carefully climbed off the bed.
The bathroom floor was cold as she sat on the toilet. Her heat felt sensitive as she hesitated to expel her bladder.
Bloody hell!, she thought as she felt Severus's generous deposit began to drip out of her.
She walked back through to the bedroom and found Severus under the covers, she took off her dressing gown and climbed into bed with him. As she rolled into her side, he moved closer to her and put his arm over her.
His chest hair could be felt on her back as she fell into a deep sleep, secure in the knowledge that she would feel safe with him.
To be continued...
