Echoes of the Soul

Hermione pushed open the door of the lab and peered in cautiously. Her pussy had been throbbing with an urgent need for Severus since she had woken up and had caused her no end of distraction during her classes. While a part of her was relieved to find the lab empty, another, now wet, part of her was aching with wanton need. She was more than a little shocked by the dream and why Annalin had suddenly turned into her former teacher she had no idea. All she knew was that every time she thought of him, her crotch became even wetter. She clutched her parchments close to her and walked over to her desk to start work.



Severus was breathing heavily behind the door of his private chambers. He was watching her through the slightly open gap, his cock pushing firmly against his trousers. When she walked over to the desk he felt his hardness twitch and his breath hitched in his throat a little. Gods, he wanted to bury his cock inside her. He was a little wild around the eyes. The advantage of not teaching meant he had free time. He hadn’t thought he would spend most of the day fisting to an image of himself fucking Hermione. And yet he still wasn’t sated. He wanted her more than ever.



They both heard the song at the same time as Fawkes sang gently, his melodies seeping into their veins and making their blood pump faster. Hermione’s eyes glazed over a little as she thought of Severus, his dark glittering eyes, his beautiful mouth and soft inviting lips. Severus began to stroke his length with his fingers and thought about kissing Hermione’s rosebud mouth, tasting her as she gave herself sweetly to him.



Fawkes stopped singing and Hermione looked down at her work as she snapped out of her daydream. Her need overtook her sense of duty and she pushed her chair back and walked towards Severus’s private chambers. Severus watched her as she walked towards where he was hidden behind the door. Her mouth was parted, her eyes large and a little wild looking, her face flushed and her nipples erect little nubs beneath her tight shirt.



Severus couldn’t wait for her any longer. He flung the door open and she gasped as she saw him. He was a towering mass of lust, trembling as she walked up to him and their eyes met. He wasn’t wearing his robes, only a white shirt open at the neck and a loose pair of black trousers, which did nothing to hide his throbbing erection, which was pushing his trousers forward in a huge tent.



‘Severus…’ Hermione whispered as she stood before him, needing to touch him but hardly daring to. He stepped closer; their bodies were barely an inch apart.



‘Gods, Hermione…’ He gasped hoarsely and lifted his hand to cup her face, running his fingers through her hair. In a heartbeat he was kissing her and she was kissing him back, her mouth parting as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her flush with his body, crushing her breasts against his chest and his throbbing cock along her inner thigh as she trembled and shook beneath his mouth, gasping and moaning incoherently as she ran her fingernails down his lean frame.



Hermione pulled away gently and looked into his eyes. They burned through hers.



‘Severus…I need you…’ she gasped.



‘I know, Hermione…I know exactly what you need.’ He crushed her lips to his own and with one swift movement; he lifted her into his arms and walked quickly into his bedchamber.



He dropped her onto his bed and fell on top of her, pushing her t-shirt up and pulling it over her head, then bending his mouth to hers. Hermione lifted Severus’s shirt over his head and ran her hands down his muscled torso, fingers stroking at his scars and moving to his taut nipples, brushing them gently. Severus let his head drop to her breasts and he groaned as he saw them, full and round creamy globes. He grabbed his wand from his pocket and divestoed the rest of their clothes.



‘I can’t wait, Hermione. Forgive me. I need to fuck you.’ He gasped and took her nipple between his teeth, sucking gently but firmly. Hermione cried out with pleasure.



‘Yes…’ she hissed. ‘Gods Yes!’ She was transported to another place, her thoughts a blur, totally taken over by the way he was making her feel.



Severus moved his pelvis so his cock was resting along her thigh and he moaned as he felt her juices already dripping down her leg. He pulled upwards a little and looked into her hazel eyes, sparkling with lust and wanton desire.



‘Touch me, Severus…please…just touch me…’ Hermione moaned and pushed her pussy upwards so he knew exactly what she wanted. He gasped and kissed her as his fingers sought her wet core. He thrust two fingers fully inside her and rubbed his thumb over her clit.



‘Oh Gods!! I’m coming!’ She cried in his mouth, the sweetest words he had heard her utter and he thrust his hand faster as she ground her crotch onto him.



‘Severus!’ She cried out and bucked her hips upwards as she burst, wet juices gushing from her in a waterfall of lust, her tight pussy clamping over and over on his fingers. He had to taste her. He gently pulled his hand from her and moved his head to her pussy, inserting his tongue and lapping at her greedily. She was sweet, as he knew she would be. Hermione groaned, his tongue was making her die with pleasure and she felt another burst of orgasm wash over her.



Severus moved himself quickly, his cock throbbing with pain. ‘I’m going to fuck you Hermione. Open your eyes!’ He demanded. She looked at him, her eyes hooded, her mouth bruised from their kisses. ‘Tell me you need me… tell me, witch!’ He hissed as his cock sat at the entrance of her pussy, wet with her come.



‘I need you Severus…’ she growled and cried out as he rammed his thick length into he, pinning her to the bed.



‘Oh gods, Hermione! Such a sweet pussy! So tight, so hot… I need you too, Hermione…. I need you like this, on the end of my cock…like this, being fucked by me.’ He raised himself onto his arms and hooked her knees over his forearms so he could see himself buried up to his balls inside her tight wetness.



‘Look at us, Hermione!’ He spat at her and Hermione looked down at where their bodies were joined. It was the most erotic, beautiful thing she had ever seen and she smiled at him.



‘Fuck me, Severus… fuck me hard…’ She moaned as he started to move, rolling his hips round and forcing his length to hit her wet walls. She felt so good. His eyes rolled back in his head and his mouth fell open as he stroked firmly into her.



Hermione gasped with every thrust, he was almost splitting her in two but it felt so good. She could feel her orgasm building, different this time, a slow burn as he rammed himself over and over again. She looked at his face, he was lost in his search for pleasure. He shifted her legs onto his shoulders and almost bent her over, pushing down hard as his balls started to slap against her buttocks. He was grunting hard, rivers of perspiration running down his face as he exerted all of his efforts to ram harder into her, she felt so fucking good.



Hermione began to writhe beneath him. Her pussy was gushing juice over him and she felt her orgasm start. Her legs were shudders on his arms and he felt it, his eyes snapping open as he watched her face contort, her head tipped backwards and her tongue between her lips. She was gasping and moaning his name over and over and came hard, her hips bucking wildly under him, his cock being grabbed by millions of throbbing pulses.



‘Yes… Hermione! Oh Fuck!!! Yesssss!!!’ He shouted and rammed hard as he released his seed into her, the force of his thrusts pushing her up against the headboard roughly, his legs shaking with his release as they both lay trembling, her vagina gently milking his orgasm from him until he was sucked dry.



They stayed in position for a few long moments as they caught their breath. Severus withdrew himself and pulled her down onto the bed, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close as she sobbed against his chest.



‘I’m so sorry, Hermione…’ He whispered into her hair. He had been too rough with her, he knew it.



Hermione stopped sobbing and pushed him away a little to look into his face.



‘I’m not, Severus. I feel like I have been waiting for that all of my life. It was incredible.’



She smiled at him and pulled his head to hers in a deep kiss.



Severus smiled against her mouth and felt her tongue probe him a little. He allowed her access, enjoying her ministrations a little until he pulled away. He knew they needed to talk and now may be the right time.



He pulled her into him and they lay with their arms around each other, looking into each others’ faces as if for the first time.



‘Hermione…’ he started.



‘Yes, Severus…?’ She smiled a little. She loved the way her name sounded when he said it.



‘We need to talk about your dreams….’







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Oh yes. I knew they could do it. Seruves Epans, the chapter title is for you. Thanks for all the nice reviews, guys, I apprecaite it. Keep em coming..... and I\'ll do the same with our favourite couple. Fair exchange, don\'t you think??