Bad Romance

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“Happy birthday, wife,” Severus says softly as he closes their bedroom door. She smiles radiantly.

“All of them asleep?” Hermione asks, brushing her hair as she sits at her vanity.

“All but Helena. She’s telling her dolls a story,” Severus says, rolling his eyes. Hermione smiles.

“Better put up a Muffliato, then,” she suggests, as Severus smirks.

“Why, are you expecting a loud birthday gift, wife?” Severus asks as he flicks his wand. She smiles and stands up, letting her dressing gown fall to the ground.

She is wearing a black corset with silver laces. Black lace panties and a garter belt with stockings attached complete the outfit. She stands up, and Severus sees she wears black stilettos.

“I found these in the gift-wrapped box on our bed. A little nostalgic for old times, perhaps?” Hermione grins, and Severus’ smile is shark-like.

“If you wouldn’t mind…” he says, adding an extra silencing ward and locking the door.

Hermione kneels on the floor, placing her arms behind her back before looking up. Her eyes are shining with love and a hint of lust. Severus quickly strides to his closet and after a moment emerges with a little box. Tapping it with his wand, it returns to normal size. From the depths of the box, he brings handcuffs, a gag, a dildo, and a blindfold.

“Tonight, wife,” Severus says as he flicks his wand, lighting the candles placed around their bedroom.

“Tonight, I will undo you, just the way you like,” he says softly, whispering the words in her ear. His breath is cool against her earlobe, making her tingle as he ties the blindfold across her eyes.

With her vision cut off, her hearing seems magnified. Severus’ breathing has sped up slightly. She feels a sudden light brush against her shoulder, then Severus’ hot mouth is on her neck, sucking hard. More than ever she is thankful for magic, which makes concealing love bites easy. Though Severus is not so possessive as when they began, he still loves to cover her with little marks of ownership.

He seems to suck on her neck forever before pulling away. Her own breathing has sped up, and she trembles, waiting for Severus’ next move. After a moment he brings his mouth back to her, nipping at her shoulder, then at her collar bone. She sighs happily, then gasps as Severus bites her shoulder. She is already wet, and he has barely begun.

Severus smirks to himself as he enjoys the tender flesh of his lovely wife. He no longer desires to hurt her, per se. But he loves to please her, and she loves to please him. Her skin is soft beneath his lips, tongue and teeth. He plants kisses across the top of her back, then up and down her spine. He can feel her shudder at his touch.

Hermione moans as he slowly unlaces the corset, releasing her breasts. Under the corset she wears the nipple clamps that were in the box. Before she gave birth to Alexander, they had finally figured out how to remove the nipple and clit rings, fortunately. He continues to kiss her spine, now able to access the entirety of her back. His hands softly stroke along her ribs, near her breasts but not touching them. She sighs with frustration, and she hears Severus chuckle.

“Such lovely tits you have, dear wife,” he says, his words a caress. He still does not touch them, instead lightly sliding his hands up and down her thighs.

“Please, husband,” Hermione pleads. He knows exactly what she wants, but he loves to hear her beg.

“Please what, wife?” He kisses the nape of her neck.

“Please, play with my breasts. Please, Severus. Hurt me, a little, please?” Her voice is sweet. Oh, how he loves to hear her beg.

“As you wish, wife. It is your birthday, after all…” he says courteously. Finally he reaches up to close each hand around a breast. She gasps as he rubs gently, massaging her tender breasts. Removing his hands from her breasts, he flicks each clamped nipple. She moans in frustration.

“Such a lovely wife,” Severus whispers in her ear, placing his hands very close to her breasts. She can feel their presence, but he does not touch her, yet.

“So lovely. So intelligent, so willing. My little Madonna and whore. Mine,” he says possessively.

“Yours, husband,” she answers, and he finally grasps each nipple clamp and begins to slowly pull.

Hermione pants as her nipples are inexorably tugged outwards. She gives a little sob as she nears the breaking point. Severus stops pulling and simply holds for a moment. Hermione regulates her breathing and enjoys the sweet and simple pain.

Severus lets go, and she gasps. He removes the clamps, then bends his head to her breast and lightly bites on her nipple.

“All mine,” he mutters, pulling away for a moment to fasten the handcuffs around her wrists. Her arms are now behind her back, whether she likes it (oh, she loves it) or not. Hermione hears a rustling and realizes Severus has stood up. A minute later she understands why, as he lightly slaps her lips with his cock. She opens her mouth willingly and begins to suck on the tip.

She likes to tease him, and she only sucks for a moment before letting his cock slip out of her mouth. Instead of sucking, she licks up and down the shaft, treating it like a succulent lollipop. Smiling impishly, she laves his balls with her tongue before sucking them into her mouth. She treats them very gently, rolling them around in her hot mouth, then, with a sigh, lets them pop back out. Now she places kisses around his shaft before finally sucking the head into her mouth again. The entire time Severus has been silent, but now he inhales sharply as she begins to really suck him.

Deep throating did not come easily for Hermione. She has a strong gag reflex despite the dental work she endured as a child. However, when she first came to Severus, he made it clear that she would learn to suppress it. It took her weeks, but after much practice on both bananas and on Severus, she learned how. Still, while she loves sucking his cock, deep throating is painful for her. She only does it on special occasions, or when she really wishes to please Severus.

This is one of those occasions, and she sucks him harder. Her throat constricts around him, and she breathes carefully through her nose, taking him deeper. He groans softly, and she smiles in her head as she sucks.

Despite all her practice, she cannot deep throat for very long. After a few minutes she lets his cock slip out of her mouth again. Now she places her mouth on the shaft and slowly drags her lips upwards, sucking on the side, then licking again. Finally she feels him begin to pulse, and she sucks as hard as she can on the tip. With a hoarse cry he spills into her mouth. As always, she swallows it all and licks her lips.

A few minutes pass. Severus’ breathing, ragged while she sucked him, has returned to normal. She feels him kneel in front of her. His knee touches hers, and she realizes he is naked. He lightly strokes her face, running his fingers along her cheek. The gag comes suddenly, and he ties it tightly. The gag isn’t really necessary, but she enjoys it.

Now he nibbles on her ear lobe and whispers all the dirty things he has done to her, is doing to her, and will do to her. She is sopping wet as he licks the shell of her ear before nipping her neck again. His hands find her shoulders and massage them gently. She almost wishes she could purr with delight. Now his hands trail down to her breasts, cupping them before raising them slightly so he may bestow a kiss on each rosy nipple.

His hands continue to slide downward, now gripping her waist, now gently pulling apart her thighs. She feels his warm breath on her belly as he lowers his face to her pussy. The panties are crotch less and pose no obstacle to his eager tongue. He slips his tongue inside her slit, his large nose nuzzling her cunt. With one finger he flicks the clit ring, making her moan into the gag.

Her moan encourages him, and he laps at her pussy skillfully. First he slides his tongue up one of her cunt lips, then the other, savoring her taste. He rubs his nose against her clit, making her thighs spasm. Then he slowly slides one finger into her. She is hot, sopping wet and ready. But he will not take her yet. Instead he strokes her with his finger as he licks ever closer to her clit. He blows cool air on her cunt, then suddenly dives in to suck on her clit. She gasps into the gag and her thighs thrash. He holds one thigh down with his hand, letting the other twitch. He slips another finger in, but he knows this is not nearly enough for her.

That being said, he keeps at it, lightly nipping her clit, then sucking it again. He licks it, tugs it lightly with his fingers, and nuzzles it with his nose. All the time he works his fingers into her, grinding, twisting, pumping, until finally it is too much and she shrieks into the gag as she comes. He chooses this moment to withdraw his fingers and pull her to her feet, pushing her back against the wall. She automatically spreads her legs wide, allowing him to plunge into her.

His sudden penetration makes her shriek. Her cunt is sensitive, and each thrust is pushing her back towards the brink before she even has time to recover. He thrusts with his entire body, winding his hips to change the angle and make her gasp. One hand presses her against the wall as another slips between their bodies to rub circles on her already tender clit.

Suddenly he stops rubbing her clit for a moment, reaching up to remove the gag. Her moans are louder for a moment before he covers her mouth with his, kissing her deeply. His hand returns to frigging her clit, and his tongue invades her mouth. Her entire body is hot to the touch, as is his. No matter how many times they do this, he never tires of feeling her body bend to his will, then shatter into a thousand pieces. She shrieks into his mouth as she comes, and he keeps fucking her through her orgasm before he comes too, his mouth still pressed to hers.

And then he removes the blindfold, the handcuffs, the stockings and garters and panties. Wrapping her in his arms, he carries her to their bed, and as he lays there spooned around her, he feels her become whole again.

Though he only ever admits it silently, he becomes whole again too.

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A/N: Many thanks to everyone who has been along for the ride! I know ending with lemons is a little cliche, but it felt right. A thousand praises to Soline, who made this story far better than it would have been otherwise.