Princes in Exile

Okay, cause the reviews I received were a WEE bit upset that I left a cliff-hanger, I'm putting up this tiny chapter. WARNING!! LEMONS (Yeah, my lemons suck lately too, cause to be honest, celibacy SUCKS!)

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Marti!

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“Gryffindor!”

Again, silence reigned through the Great Hall of Hogwarts. The students might be surprised to find a Snape sent to Gryffindor, but none knew that both of Jenny’s parents, biological parents, had been in that House together a long time ago.

“It’s like all hell is breaking loose and the rules of sanity no longer apply.” Severus heard someone whisper to another student and he snorted out a brief laugh as he watched his eldest daughter walk over to the Gryffindor table and sit down next to Abraxas Malfoy.

He fortified himself and continued with the Sorting.


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‘Lucius,

Your son, Abraxas, was Sorted into Gryffindor, along with my daughter Jennifer. If you have any questions please don’t hesitate to owl me during school hours. I look forward to catching up about old times soon.

Severus’

Yeah, that looked good. No matter how he sugarcoated it, the fact that the young Master Malfoy had been sorted into a house other than Slytherin was going to piss his father off. Knowing that it was Gryffindor would probably result in a stroke or some sort of hemorrhage.

He knew there was that silver lining to look forward to in returning to England.

He’d given his start of term speech to his Slytherins and forced himself not to go to Gryffindor Tower to see his daughter. There’d be time enough that tomorrow on their first full day of classes. Severus tied the note to his owl and let it go before standing and stretching. It had been a long day and the surprises earlier had certainly made it seem far longer than he’d thought it’d be. It was too late to help Mina put the girls to bed, he noted after looking at his clock, but not too late to put Mina to bed.

He grinned lasciviously and hurried through his paperwork before approaching his fireplace with a handful of Floo Powder.


He barely had time to brace himself as her petite frame ran into his arms in their living room. “Oh, Toby! How’d it go? Did Jenny do alright?”

“Hey, calm down, woman. Jenny’s fine. Sleeping, I hope, in Gryffindor Tower with her new Housemates, love. Of course, knowing First Years, all those girls are probably sitting up doing each other’s hair and nails and will look like Inferi come morning. Miss Weasley is also in Gryffindor.”

“Good. At least there’s someone she knows.”

“Not the only one. Master Malfoy was also Sorted into Gryffindor. I believe that was the first time there’s been absolute silence in the Great Hall.” He laughed at her stunned expression.

“Mr. Malfoy’s gonna be pissed.”

“I don’t care. Keep doing that, Mina,” he moaned against her lips as she started to undress him hurriedly. His own hands came up and pulled her closer, moving her nightgown up above her breasts, baring them for his touch.

She moaned into their kiss and pushed his robes down his arms, frustrated when they got caught at his elbows.

“Take it off, now.”

Seeing how much his wife wanted him, he smirked, pulled out of her arms and quickly stripped down to his pants, kicking his shoes off into the corner. He watched her pull her nightgown up over her head, leaving her only in her knickers and slippers.

“So fucking sexy, Mrs. Snape,” he growled as her fingers ghosted over his stomach, up to his nipples, barely touching them in tandem. He moaned and reached down to grip her waist, pulling her body flush to his. After four pregnancies, she was still firm, not like her eighteen year old newlywed state, but now filled out with maturity. They responded to his touch like they always did, tightening up into the little raspberries he loved. He bent and licked her left breast. Her breath hitched and her arms came up around his neck to pull him tighter against her body. Groaning, he sucked the hard tip between his lips and bit down gently, loving the sounds of his Mina’s pleasure in his ear.

Her nimble little fingers smoothed down his chest and attacked the buttons on his pants. With a muffled growl, he pushed her hands away and pushed his pants down to his hips. Her hot little hands wrapped around his cock immediately and he almost dropped to his knees. Ever since the owl from Minerva, their sex life hadn’t been as exuberant as before. This reminded him more of those times back in America.

Letting go of her breast, he pulled away and kicked off his pants, toeing his shoes off impatiently before pushing her backwards to land on their new couch, following after her to lay flush against her over heated body.

“Mmm, not that I’m going to complain, luv, but what brought this on?”

“I just missed you, Toby. I’ve been a right bitch and I wanted to make up for that.”

“Oh, hell. I like this. Are we alright out here?”

“I put wards up around their bedrooms so we’d hear their doors open.” With those words, he attacked his wife’s lips again, his hands cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples to hard points against his own chest. He wrapped his arms around her rolled over, sitting up until she straddled him.

“Am I going to be greeted every night like this?”

“If you’re lucky, yes.”

“God, I hope I’m lucky then,” he moaned and pulled her down for another deep kiss. His thumbs moved until they rested between her legs, one gliding closer until he slowly circled her clit, spreading her arousal around. He reveled in her moan when she ground down on his erection, spreading her wetness all over. He wished he could wait, but all he wanted was to thrust up into her and lose himself in her passion. He slid his fingers lower through her wet slit and pushed inside her shallowly, stroking in and out languidly while his head bent and he sucked one nipple into his mouth deep. He stroked his tongue around it, rasping the hard peak in tandem with his fingers gliding in and out of her pussy. Her back arched and she cried out before covering her mouth with one hand, the other tunneling deep into his dark silky hair and gripping it tightly to her.

“Get moving, Professor Snape.” She couldn’t wait to feel him enter her, fill her and help her forget everything that had happened recently, at least for a little while. His heart leapt a little; it was the first time she’d addressed him by his true last name without sneering or derision. He let go of her briefly, only long enough to lift his ass and slide his boxers down around his knees. Without warning, he gripped her waist, pulled her down and thrust up to enter her. She let go of her hand and bent down to bite into his neck.

“I love you, Mina,” he pants into her ear as she rode him ruthlessly. They both moaned when she scraped her nails down his chest, his own hands cupping her breasts roughly.

Mina leaned away from his lips and lifted herself over and over, taking her husband inside her faster. It’s been so long since the last time, longer than they normally let go between their lovemaking.

Severus watched his wife, his hands moving to her hips to hold her steady as she rode him, taking her pleasure. He grinned and leaned forward to kiss her roughly, his fingers digging into her flesh hard enough to possibly leave bruises there in the morning. Her face was flushed, her breasts firm and bouncing in counterpoint to her thrusts, the nipples hard and pointed from his mouth’s attention. Her head snapped back and she moaned out his name, his name, not the assumed name and he followed her over as he orgasmed right after her. She slumped against his chest and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her as close as possible between two bodies.

“I love you, Mina.”

“Mmm, me too.”

Severus laughed softly and closed his eyes, finding comfort in his wife’s body against his.