The Price was Right

They stumbled, clinging to each other as they fell out of the floo and landed onto the rug in front of the fireplace. Severus’s erection was throbbing against Hermione’s leg and his lips were locked onto hers passionately.



‘Gods, Severus..’, Hermione pulled away firmly and stared at him, ‘this potion is going to kill one of us.’



Severus smirked. ‘This isn’t the potion, Hermione…. It wore off ages ago,’ he put his mouth over hers sensuously and Hermione groaned into his mouth as he plundered it with his tongue.



‘I’m so tired…’ she mumbled as he started to pull her T-shirt over her head.



‘You can sleep later, my love… I need you now,’ he whispered, his eyes full of love for her.



In moments he had undressed her and his lips trailed a path down her body until his mouth was at her pussy. Despite her protestations, Hermione was dripping and he licked her seam until she parted her thighs and allowed him access. The tip of his tongue found her clit and he flicked at her gently while his gentle hands massaged her breasts and tweaked and pulled at her erect nipples.



‘I’m coming, Severus….’, Hermione hissed and pushed her pussy towards his face, ‘oh fuck…’, she moaned, her head tipped back as the waves of her orgasm began to engulf her. Severus lapped at her juices and swallowed gratefully, she tasted delicious.



‘I love you,’ he murmured as he kissed her soft curls, then he sat up and undressed himself as Hermione stretched languidly in front of him, watching as he revealed his body slowly.



‘Severus…. gods,’ she whispered and small tears slipped from her eyes. This night could have turned out very differently and the thought of almost losing him to Narcissa was unbearable. She pushed it to the back of her mind as Severus laid himself on top of her gently.



As if he could read her thoughts, he kissed her lips softly. ‘I was always yours… always, Hermione.’



He slid his penis inside her slowly and they both sighed at the feeling of their union. It felt so right. Severus began to move smoothly, allowing her vagina to stroke his length. He was in no hurry. He wanted to savour her. He bent his head and kissed her deeply, his tongue snaking into her soft mouth as she moved her lips against his. Hermione was stroking his buttocks with her gentle fingers when she felt her orgasm starting. She dug her nails into his flesh and he hissed, increasing his pace and forcing his cock deeper, hitting her cervix as she moaned into his mouth.



‘I love you, Severus…’ Hermione shouted out as she came, her thighs trembling around his waist.



‘I know…’ he gasped and his cock exploded inside her, his hips bucking forwards as he held himself inside her as she milked every last drop of come from him. Collapsing on top of her, he held her for a while until he heard her soft breathing. He smiled slowly. Hermione had fallen asleep.





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Hermione awoke late the following morning. She was naked and warm, the bedclothes wrapped tightly around her and her hair splayed across the pillow. Recalling the previous night, Hermione smiled. She wondered fleetingly if Severus knew the formula for the potion Narcissa used, until her awareness was sharply brought to the throbbing ache between her legs and she thought again. Probably not a good idea.



Severus walked into the room, wearing his black silk bathrobe and carrying a tray laden with breakfast.



‘Good morning,’ he smiled at her and placed the tray next to her on the bed.



‘Hi,’ she smiled and her face flushed as his eyes lingered on her, speaking volumes.



‘I got you this,\'he grinned and handed her a pain potion from the tray, ‘thought you might need it.’



Hermione sat up and let the covers fall from her breasts, taking the potion from him.



‘Thanks. I do need it, actually,’ she smiled at him ruefully and drank the potion in one.



‘I shouldn’t have gone,’ Severus looked away from her and poured her some tea.



‘Maybe not,\' she took the tea and avoided his gaze.



‘Did I give you reason to distrust me?’ he looked at her this time and their eyes met.



‘Never,’ she answered him firmly, ‘not before, during or after.’



‘Are we OK, do you think?’ Severus looked at her, his face a mix of emotions. He was so scared he would lose her.



‘Of course we are, Severus. Nothing happened. Except that you fucked me to within an inch of my life!’ Hermione grinned a little and took a slurp of her tea.



‘But what if you hadn’t turned up? I could have…’ he drifted off.



‘You would have. But I was there and you didn’t. No point worrying about what ifs.’ Hermione put her hand over his softly.



‘I’m so sorry.’ His eyes were filling with tears and he realised this had been the biggest test of their relationship so far.



Hermione moved the tray of breakfast onto the floor and pulled Severus into the bed, holding him close and stroking his soft hair. Severus wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly, inhaling the scent of her deeply.



Thee was a small noise of the floo activating and a tiny owl tumbled its way into the bedroom, a tightly rolled parchment on its leg. It landed on the bed in front of them and Hermione gave Severus a quizzical look.



Severus removed the parchment and stiffened a little. He sat up and handed the parchment to Hermione.



‘Its for you,\' he murmured. Their eyes met and both of them knew before she opened it what it would say.



Hermione unrolled the parchment quickly, scanned the contents and grinned widely.



‘I’m free,’ she whispered softly and turned to face him slowly.



Severus moved his lips to hers and kissed her, gently at first and then with more fervour as she gasped at his touch.



‘Think again, witch…’ he murmured.







Definately - The End.



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A/N: Hope it was lemony nough for ebveryone and you are happy with the outcome. R & R, it really helps. Thanks!