The Hunt

Hermione stirred, feeling movement against her chest. She reached up but found her hands held down. She opened her eyes and focused. Severus was holding her hands in his, their fingers woven together. He was circling her nipple with his tongue, then blowing and watching the little nub pucker up.



She smiled down at him. After a moment he looked up at her but said nothing, merely held her eyes and moved to her other nipple. When he had them both puckered he took each in his mouth and sucked them back to smoothness.



“What time is it?” Hermione asked, with a glance out the window. It was still pitch black outside.



“It’s two in the morning.” He said, moving higher and covering her body with his. He held her head in his hands, caressing her hair with his fingers.



“You couldn’t sleep?” She asked with a smile.



He kissed her gently. “I’m well rested now my darling.” He leaned down and kissed her jaw. “I think it’s your turn to lay back and enjoy yourself.” He said sucking her earlobe. He fully intended to show her how much he appreciated the care she had shown with him. Severus was still riding a euphoria from what she had done. He had never felt that way before and the aftereffects were a new feeling as well.



“Mmmm, really?” She closed her eyes and rolled her head to the side as Severus kissed and sucked along her neck. She gripped his fingers tightly and brought one hand to her lips kissing his knuckles.



Severus was aware of her gesture and it touched his heart. The fact that she needed to show her feelings in those small ways made him feel as he never had before. The little kisses she didn’t have to give him, meant even more because she didn’t have to. He felt the kiss all the way to his neck.



He lowered and worshipped her breasts again, making sure every inch was kissed. She was soft and warm, still feeling the heat from their earlier encounter. She let him have his way, trusting his judgment like he had trusted hers. She felt his touch through her whole body.



Severus was gentle in his caresses. She was a true treasure and he treated her accordingly. He ran his fingertip down her stomach until he came to her bush of brown curls. She smelled clean, from the cleansing spell he used earlier but he was picking up the scent of arousal. She was enjoying his touches, that was obvious.



He eased her legs apart easily. Hermione let them fall to the side and waited. Her eyes closed and her head resting on the pillow to the side. She looked beautiful laying there open to him and waiting for him. Severus looked at her closely. Her lips were still plump and soft, calling to him, letting him know he’d be welcome again.



He leaned down and kissed her folds. They were just as soft as her other lips. He ran the tip of his tongue along her labia, slipping into her slit gently. Hermione breathed in deeply at the feel of his warm breath on her.



He held her knees wide apart and licked her from the bottom of her slit to her clit. He felt her lips tighten under his tongue and smelt a new flash of arousal. He dipped his tongue into her, tasting her juice. She was sweet. Oh so sweet and he was going to accept what she was giving him.



Hermione let her body fall limp as Severus drank her down. He was slow and deliberate in his movements, not leaving any spot on her untouched. He reached under her legs and lifted her thighs on his shoulders, cradling her ass in his hands as he dove into her.



Hermione’s head rolled back and forth on the pillow as she heaved to breathe. Was this how Severus felt when she gave him head. He was marvelous, delving deep with his tongue and drawing out her juice. He tasted her the same way he kissed, using long strokes of his tongue. He gave her lips a kiss every now and then.



Hermione felt her hips arch upward on their own. Her thighs felt tense and she felt her toes curl. It was building in her body, starting in her belly and then focusing on her lips as Severus sucked on her clit. It shot down her thighs and up to her breasts, puckering her nipples yet again. Severus loved those little peoples, always letting him know when he was doing something right.



She lifted her hips, reaching for something her body desperately needed. Severus pulled away but kept his thumb rolling over her clit. Her hips were thrusting upward as he moved over her. He leaned over her watching her face contort as her body approached it’s climax.



She was gorgeous, her whole body was responding to his touch. “Look at me.” He said. He couldn’t stand that she had her eyes closed. She opened them and focused on his deep black ones. Gripping his arms in her hands, she squeezed and relaxed her grip as she kept her eyes locked with his.



Severus was harder then he was when she had control. She was excited by him, he was doing this to her. Hermione’s face tightened up, her brow furled, she lifted her hips up and let out a loud shriek as she came hard. Severus felt a flash of wetness on his hand as he continued to keep her orgasm going.



Hermione let her body feel everything he was giving her. She fell back on the bed still trembling when Severus slid himself inside her. She arched her back and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “Oh Severus.” She whispered to him, unable to keep it inside.



Severus felt his whole body jerk slightly at his name. It was more of a turn on then he thought it would be. It went straight to his heart. He slid inside her as deeply as he could, until his pelvis as was grinding against hers. He lifted her slightly and slid his arms around her back and waist, pulling her close, feeling the comfort of her warmth as she embraced his whole body. He had never felt this connection with a woman. He took her mouth with his and as he moved within her, he let his passion show in his kiss.



Hermione felt like crying. She knew the depth of his feelings, she was drowning in them. His hold on her was tight. Their bodies were moving together, in a rhythm they both knew. Hermione lifted her legs and slid them around his waist, pulling him closer, letting her ankles lock together.



“Severus……I love the way you fuck.” She said into his mouth as they kissed.



Severus fed off her words. “I love the way you feel.” He was moving faster. Their bodies sliding against each other, slick with sweat. Hermione felt full, complete. Severus felt his body tighten up, but he wanted Hermione to find bliss one more time.



He pulled his hand away from her waist and slid it between their bodies, searching for her hot spot. He felt her tighten up on him and he let out a groan. She started thrusting against him, gasping hard and squeezing his shoulders. She threw her head back and cried out. Severus felt heat flood his cock as she clamped down on him.



He moved faster and faster, driving into her harder and harder, making her cried out more as he urged his body onward. He held her tight and started groaned loudly as his lower belly ached for relief.



“Come on Severus, let me feel it.” She ground out, holding her forehead against his and griping the back of his neck. “Fill me up Severus.”



It was enough to send him over the edge. He thrust hard, lifting her off the bed and let out a growl. He thrust hard again, and again, grunting and groaning the whole time. Hermione nearly felt crushed by his arms but it was a feeling she loved.



Severus collapsed on her, still holding her. He gasped and panted, resting his cheek against hers. He tilted her head and buried his face in her neck. He felt himself soften inside her, but he made no move to leave her body. She still held him in her arms and it was a place he was reluctant to leave.



Some time later, Severus looked down at her, watching her sleep. He leaned down and kissed her cheek, pulling her against his chest, then he went to sleep, with Hermione in his arms.