Echoes of the Soul

Hermione returned home and crawled into bed, pulling the covers over her eyes and sighing deeply. She couldn’t understand why her potion hadn’t worked. It just didn’t make sense. She felt a failure. A small tear ran down her cheek. She had been wrong in her work only once before in her memory, but that had been at school and wasn’t part of an exam. Now all of her work was useless, her potion and her formula and all of her notes were worth nothing. And now she wouldn’t get the top grade, she just knew it.



Hermione hammered her fists in frustration and wiped her eyes. She lifted the book Albus had given her to take her mind of things. Hermione started to read slowly then sat up in bed, her eyes wide as she began to turn each page. Within an hour she had read and re-read the book. She leapt from the bed in haste. She needed to talk to Severus.



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Severus was sat in his armchair, a glass of Firewhisky in his hand and his eyes closed as he leaned his head back. He was enjoying the quiet. Although being with Hermione was rewarding in more ways he could count, she drained his energy. He sipped his drink and pondered the recent change in his circumstances. Albus had played his part well in forcing them to spend time together, Severus smirked.



Severus heard his floo activate and slowly opened his eyes.



Hermione stood before him clutching the book Albus gave her in her hand. Her eyes were bright and a little wary. She hadn’t been very nice to Severus before she left and she wasn’t sure what reception she would get.



‘You’re back.’ He arched his eyebrow at her and smiled slowly. He had known she would come back when she had calmed down.



‘Yes, it’s that OK?’ Hermione bit her lip sexily and smiled at him.



Severus opened his arms and Hermione scuttled over to him, sitting snugly onto his lap and kissing him softly. Severus smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist as she laid her head onto his chest.



‘I’m sorry I was in such a bad mood, Severus.’ She mumbled and ran her hand over his shirt, lingering on his nipples that were showing through the fabric. Severus’s breath hitched and she felt him hardening beneath her.



‘It’s fine. Your Potion didn’t do what you thought it was going to, all of your written work is now worthless and you wont get the mark you want for your Masters. You hate to fail, Hermione.’ He stated simply.



Hermione sat up and glared at him. ‘You’ve been inside my head again!’ She pouted.



Severus chuckled and took her hand in his, bringing to his lips and taking a finger into his mouth, he sucked it slowly. Hermione sighed, it felt very good and very sexy. Her crotch was throbbing and wet already. He let her hand fall now she was calm.



‘I haven’t been inside your head. I taught you, remember? You always hated to get things wrong in class, even potter and Weasley used to cringe when you made a mistake.’ Severus was warming to his theme and hadn’t noticed Hermione take off her jumper to reveal and figure-hugging T-shirt which showed her rounded breasts clearly, her nipples erect.



‘In fact…’ Severus chuckled ‘One of my favourite memories was the look on your face when your shrinking potion didn’t work. Even Longbottom managed to shrink his toad, but your cat just sat there blinking at you and didn’t change one bit.’



Severus laughed at the memory and she punched him in the stomach.



‘Oh!’ He gasped. She packed a punch and he grabbed her wrists firmly and stood, pushing her off his knee as he did so but not letting go of her. He dragged her protesting to the bedroom and threw her gently onto his bed, withdrawing his wand as she righted herself on her back.



‘I’m sorry! It was meat to be a joke!’ She protested.



‘I’m not laughing…’ he looked at her, his eyes glinting dangerously. ‘No one punches me, Hermione, not even you.’



He waved his wand and two thick silk ribbons of Slytherin green wrapped themselves around her arms firmly and snaked upwards, raising her arms above her head and fastening tightly around the top of his bed canopy so she was almost sitting upright.



Severus smirked inside. He had wanted to tie her up but thought it would be sometime in the future, when their relationship was more established. He was glad the opportunity presented itself without him having to ask her permission; it was more fun this way.



‘Severus!’ Hermione was seriously pissed off. How dare he? ‘Untie me right now! I can’t even reach my wand!’ She shouted hysterically.



‘My my…so many mood swings in one little witch…’ He hissed and unfastened his trousers, his erection springing forwards as he pushed the fabric over his hips and stepped out of them. He climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of her as she kicked her legs on the bed.



‘Please, Severus, untie me… I’ll be nice, I’ll let you fuck me… please, let me go!’ She cried out.



‘You’ll let me fuck you? How kind. I wasn’t going to ask permission actually… but since you gave it without me even asking, why not? Oh and just so you don’t try anything… I don’t intend to untie you until you’ve calmed down, witch. It’s not safe.’



Hermione looked at him and knew he was being serious. She stopped kicking and stared at him warily.



‘What are you going to do to me?’ She asked him in a small voice.



Severus considered this question a moment. What he wanted to do was to fuck her until her eyes popped out of her head and she lost the power of speech. But he had to remember the baby. Some other form of torture would have to be employed. Either way he planned to hear her screaming his name.



‘I am going to enjoy you, witch. If you enjoy it too, all the better. Now…. Too many garments for my liking…’ He licked his lips and flicked his wand. Hermione lost her jeans and her knickers and her T- shirt, but he left her bra in place and grinned.



‘Much better…’ He went up onto his knees and his cock made a beeline for her pussy. Hermione braced herself and closed her eyes and felt…nothing. She opened her eyes again to see Severus straddling her and his large dick hovering over her face. She almost came, he was so gorgeous.



Severus looked down at her. ‘What are you waiting for? Suck it.’



Hermione licked her lips and lifted her mouth so it was within reach of his purpling head. She couldn’t quite reach so she extended her tongue and hooked him, pulling him downwards and into her waiting mouth. Severus gasped as he watched himself being engulfed by her pretty lips. Hermione closed her eyes, he tasted delicious. She moved her head back and forth slowly, running her tongue around his flange and flicking beneath the ridge with each stroke. Severus was grunting, she felt incredible. She realised him suddenly and planted kisses along his throbbing length, wriggling down a little until her mouth was under his balls. She snaked her wet tongue over them and took one gently into her mouth, rolling it around before releasing it with a pop and repeating it with the other one. Severus groaned and moved down the bed to kneel between her legs, his eyes hooded with lust. Hermione smiled at him.



‘Too much for you?’ She asked him.



He raised his eyebrow at her. ‘You can think that if it makes you feel better about punching me in the stomach, witch.’



Hermione’s face fell. ‘I said I was sorry, Severus.’ A tear trickled down her face. She thought he was just playing a game but now, she wasn’t so sure. She wished she knew what he was thinking. Hermione couldn’t look at him anymore so she closed her eyes.



Severus felt a pang of guilt but it passed as soon as his eyes fell on her breasts, tightly wrapped for him in pale blue lace, caramel nipples firm and waiting for his mouth. He fell on them greedily and Hermione gasped and pushed her breasts towards him automatically as he took one nipple between his lips and sucked hard. Hermione moaned as juices trickled down her inner thigh. Severus moved his hand between her legs and inserts a finger firmly. Her pussy clamped around it and he started to thrust fast in and out as he bit each of her nipples in turn. He became impatient and grabbed the lace with his free hand, pulling firmly down so her breasts fell out in creamy mounds over the fabric. He ran his wet tongue over her tits, lingering on each nipple as her hips bucked under his hand.



Hermione started to moan and he looked into her face. Tears were streaming from her eyes, heavy with lust but weeping with the pain he had inflicted with his teeth. He moved his mouth over hers and thrust his tongue in deeply; matching his thrusts with his hand and ran his thumb across her clit rhythmically.



‘Severus!’ She screamed into his mouth, her back arching as she spurted come over his hand and he kept up his massage until she tried to move her crotch away from him. He pulled away and lifted his hand to her face.



‘Too much for you? Clean me…’ He grunted. Hermione gazed at him. Right now she would do anything he asked. She flicked her tongue out and licked her juices from his hand, savouring the taste of herself. Greedily, Severus pulled his hand away and finished the job himself as she watched.



Severus moved further down the bed and lifted his wand. He flicked it at the ribbons that tied her hands and her arms fell. Hermione was so grateful she sobbed.



‘Oh gods, thank you Severus.’ She cried.



‘You don’t want to thank me yet, witch. Come here and turn around, facing the headboard.’



Hermione stared at him. He was being very cruel. But she loved every minute of it. She scooted into the centre of the bed and turned around, sitting on her haunches. Severus looked at her. Her hair hung loose down her back, her spine was straight, with small dimples at the top of her pert buttocks. He was tempted to have her kneel and take her from behind, but he had another plan for his own release and he hadn’t heard her scream enough yet. He lifted her hair and planted small kisses along the back of her neck before sucking hard and marking her. Hermione squealed in pain and flinched. Severus chuckled. She wouldn’t want to wear her hair up until that faded.



‘Stand up, Hermione…’ he breathed hotly into her ear. Hermione shuddered and felt her pussy tighten as his smooth voice speaking her name made her moist. She stood shakily in the centre of his bed and he waved his wand. The ties lifted and secured themselves securely in the centre of the canopy.



‘Relax, witch.’ Hermione dropped a little. The ties were long enough so she could kneel comfortably upright on the bed. Severus flicked his wand and got rid of her bra. He cupped her breasts from behind and began to massage them, squeezing her nipples between his fingers as she leant against him. He grabbed his wand again and divestoed his shirt. He wanted to feel her skin against his chest. Hermione let her head fall back onto his chest and he bent forward to kiss her, biting her bottom lip softly then running his tongue over it before kissing her again. Then without warning, he moved. Hermione dropped and cried out as her arms pulled a little.

Severus moved around to face her and lifted her up onto her knees again and she glared at him for letting her fall. He saw her look and stared at her.



‘This can take as long as you want it to, Hermione. I’m in no rush.’ He palmed his cock and began to fist himself slowly. Hermione watched him pleasure himself enraptured and forgot her anger instantly. It was so erotic and she licked her lips as she saw his head grow darker. Severus smirked. She was good value.



Severus let go of himself and put his hand between her thighs. She was soaking wet. He pushed her thighs apart and laid back on the bed, his cock standing to attention.



‘Spread you legs wider.’ He grunted and slid himself down the bed, brushing her quivering pussy with his cock and then travelling further down until she was straddling his face. ‘Sit’ He breathed.



Hermione lowered her pussy onto his face and sighed as he started to thrust his tongue firmly into her wet channel and flick his tongue over her clit. He grabbed her buttocks in his hands and started to massage them firmly, moving her crotch backwards and forwards over his face as she came hard and cried out. Her juices covered him and he shifted himself upwards until his cock was resting at the entrance of her pussy. Hermione hung over him, her head forward, eyes closed, the force of her orgasm had her spent.



‘Hermione..’ He spoke softly, tenderly and her eyes met his. ‘Fuck me…’ he breathed and thrust upwards, just hard enough to make her squirm, as he stretched her but not hard enough to hit her cervix. She was in control this time and he knew by the time came for them both to release, her cervix would have retracted further upwards and the risk of him hurting their unborn child would be lessened.



Hermione gasped and thrust him in and out of her slowly, then turned her pelvis in small circles, twisting him inside her. Severus moaned. She felt so tight and wet. She began to find a natural rhythm and alternated her stroking of his cock with deep plunging strokes that sent shivers down his spine and into his bollocks. He held onto her hips and began to meet her thrusts, grunting as he did so. He was close and Hermione watched his face as his eyes rolled in his head, his mouth dropped open as he panted hard, rivers of sweat running from his brow. His hands on her hips held her still suddenly and he sat her firmly on his cock. He opened his eyes and grabbing his wand, he got rid of the ribbons tying her arms and sat up to meet her as she fell, wrapping his arms under hers as she lay her arms loosely around his neck and they kissed deeply, his cock embedded firmly inside him, her legs wrapped around his waist. They began to rock, and Severus could feel her orgasm building as the tip of his cock rubbed firmly and rhythmically across her g-spot.



‘I love you, Hermione…’ Severus gasped ‘ I love you, witch…I love you…’ Tears ran down his face unbidden at the joy, the perfect bliss of their union.



Hermione started to sob uncontrollably. She was totally at his mercy, all of her thoughts and feeling were focussed on him and this perfect moment. She came suddenly and tipped her head backwards as he bent and sucked her nipples.



‘Oh Severus! Oh gods…. I love you!’ She cried out.



Severus stiffened as she cried out his name and shot his semen hard inside her tight pussy, rocking over and over as his cock rippled and pulsed thick, slow, delicious jets of come into her.



‘Oh God! Hermione!!’ He shouted, his eyes closed. All he could think of was her and how much he loved her.



They were both breathing hard but Severus stroked her back gently and wrapping his arms around her, he rolled them both onto their sides and wrapped the bedclothes around them. He tucked a pillow under Hermione’s head. She was already asleep.



He stared at her. She was so beautiful.



‘All mine…’ he murmured.





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I\'d punch Severus every day if he would do that to me... sigh. let me know your thoughts people.