"Hermione, I fear I have been wrong in the past, when thinking that you could never be more lovely. Tonight, tonight you have reached the pinnacle of loveliness. I am afraid, were you anymore more beautiful I would be forced to relinquish my claim on you. I hardly find myself worthy of your presence now." Hermione stared up at her husband with wide eyes as he swayed her on their enchanted dance floor.
The ceremony had gone beautifully and now they danced, surrounded by their friends. Hermione beamed up at her husband, her eyes sparkled with moisture.
"Severus, gods, I wish I could word things as beautifully as you do. I just, I love you." She reached up to cup his face as they danced and he smirked. His black eyes sparkled like the night above them and she adored them all the more.
Hoped their child had his eyes.
In fact, she'd love for their child to look exactly like him.
She would have no complaints.
"My love, you show me how much you love me every day." His smile was genuine. "When come to my lab, only to drop a kiss and retreat, when you run your fingers down my back during a meal, the way you look at me when you think I'm not paying attention. Hermione, you are the epitome of actions showing more than words ever could."
This time tears did fall, they fell and his thumbs came up to catch them before his arms encompassed her and their dancing stopped. He kissed the side of her head, his own eyes closed as he held her to him. No one said anything, interrupted the couple instead they only looked away from a moment that seemed too intimate to witness.
Soon, Severus lead her from the dance floor and held her on his lap while their friends laughed and talked around them. His fingers twitched when they found her hip through her dress robes, they sought the line of her knickers and he was pleasantly surprised she'd not worn any.
He smirked into her neck.
"I see our undergarments optional agreement is still very much alive." His breath caressed her sensitive neck and she shivered atop him, ground her bum back into his very alert erection.
"I believe the wedding bed calls." She turned to whisper into his ear and he smirked, taking his bride and slipping through the crowd of their guests.
They made their way quickly, and silently through the halls of Hogwarts and as soon as they were safely locked away in their chambers his hands cupped her face, his mouth descended upon hers.
"Shall I show you, Madam Snape, how truly glad I am that you are mine?" He growled into her lips, hot breath exchanged between them as he pushed his knee between her thighs, trapped her against door with a force he rarely exerted.
She groaned under him, absorbed in the hard press of his knee to her heat, the strong line of his body against her and large hands on her neck and face.
"Tell me, Madam, how much you want it." There was a wicked glint in his eyes and she felt herself grow so much wetter. Her stomach coiled with heat.
He wanted her to beg, wicked, wicked man.
"Severus, oh please." She plead into his mouth, her lips pouting out to touch his, he drew back.
"Mm witch, I do so love the way you beg." He growled into her ear, his firm erection driving into her hip, she groaned against him, her hips grinding her down onto his knee.
"Tell me you want my cock inside you, Hermione." He hissed into her ear and she moaned loudly. Her eyes fluttered closed.
"Yes, yes Severus, please." She moaned and mewled and he pulled her off the door, his lips catching hers as he drove her backwards into the bedroom, his fingers pulled the lovely ceremonial robes from her body and casting them aside.
Gloriously nude beneath, just as he'd hoped.
"Unh, Hermione, lay down." He pushed her gently by her shoulder and she fell onto the bed, knees hooked over the edge as she stared up at him. His black eyes zoned in on her glistening wetness, he licked his lips.
Predator.
Her husband was all predator.
He knelt to his knees and stripped his own dress robes from his body quickly, his torso deliciously bare and only black boxers, tented by his throbbing erection.
Long, slender fingers parted her fleshy lips before him as his shoulders forced her hips further apart. Open, so deliciously open to him.
She bit her lip when his mouth descended upon her, licking and sucking until she couldn't see straight anymore. Her fingers balled in the sheets, her cries filled their room.
"Tell me how much you want me inside you witch, driving into you, fucking you, claiming you." He growled, coming up to stand and dropping the boxers, she blinked at his exposed erection. This ferocity was new and she was thoroughly enjoying it.
Yes he'd been possessive before, but never like this.
Truly, she was his witch in every sense now.
"Please Severus, please take me." She cried, her amber eyes burned as they opened to stare up at him, he smirked, licked her juices once more from around his lips before he motioned for her to crawl back on the bed.
She did so, all too willing, ready for him. Soon he knelt between her thighs, his hard member at her entrance, begging to be sheathed inside her.
He was going mad with his desire. Seal the bond, make her his in her entirety. Forever.
He drove himself into her with one smooth motion and she cried out, pleasure sending her hips rocking against him as he thrust.
His motions took on a life of their own, heavy, thick, needy thrusts into her.
"Tell me who you belong to, with, Hermione." He leant forward, grasped her hair in his hand as his teeth found purchase on her neck, her hands grasped his back, her fingernails biting into the flesh.
"You, oh Severus, yours!" She cried out and he smirked into her neck, the raw need to hear the words from her lips dulling the cruel passion he felt pulsing through him.
He slowed his thrusts, rocked against her more gently and she shivered beneath him, never having experienced something quite so intense.
He drove her finally and quickly to her release and rolled so she was on top of him when he'd spilled his seed into her.
His fingers caressed her hair as she shuddered atop him, still coming down from her irrationally strong orgasm. She could feel the pulse of magic swirling around them, the glow on her skin showing just how strong their bond had grown.
"Gods Hermione, I haven't hurt you, have I?" He felt almost guilty for becoming such a beast but she only lay little kisses to his chest. She knew he was not only worrying for her, but the baby.
"We're fine Severus. We're blissfully and totally fine." She kissed his chest again, and again.
"Thank Merlin." He breathed, brushed his sticky hair back from his face as he stared down at the top of her sweat drenched head.
"Let's get one thing straight right now though." Her eyes came up to his and he flinched, worried she would admonish him for being too rough.
He'd lost himself to the moment and his heart was tugging in his chest, aching.
"You're mine as well." She smirked and kissed his chest one more time before she fell against him. He groaned into the cool air of the chambers and breathed just a little bit more easily.
"Forever, my love."