You Promised It Would Be Forever - Edit

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Chapter 24 ~ Reconnecting

The Potions Master looked up at his ex-wife, his hands on her small waist. Hermione had her hands resting on his shoulders, wondering what he wanted to do now. Severus pulled his wand out of his pocket, pressed the tip beneath her navel, whispered a contraceptive spell then returned the wand to his pocket. Then he raised his black eyes to her face again.

Looking up at Hermione this way, Severus could almost believe they were still happy together, and nothing ugly had ever passed between them. He slid his hand over the curve of her hip. Suddenly he let her go.

"Back up five paces," he ordered the witch.

Hermione did as Severus demanded, looking at him steadily as his eyes raked over her. They dropped to her shoes again. She seemed to feel heat following his eyes back up her body as he leveled his gaze at her.

"Take off that dress," the Potions Master said, "slowly. I want you to take as much thought in taking it off as you did when you put it on."

Hermione slowly slipped one arm, then the other out of the dress' short sleeves, then slowly pulled it down over her breasts, revealing a lacy red bra. Severus' eyes glittered as he drank in Hermione's body, and he licked his lips as she drew the dress over her waist, then hips, revealing her lacy red (and soaked) knickers, then slid the dress down her thighs and calves, over her ankles and stepped out of it in those red shoes.

"Put the dress on the chair," the Potions Master breathed, watching Hermione bend her legs to pick up the dress, straighten, then walk over to the chair in her underwear and those hot red three-inch open-toed heels. They made the witch's legs seem longer and her calves even shapelier, and gods, how she moved in them.

"Now walk toward me," Severus said, his black eyes stuck to the witch's body.

Hermione walked over to the wizard, her hips swaying deliciously, pouring on the sex. The witch knew he loved to see her walk in heels. She stopped between his spread knees.

"Now, walk away from me," Severus said a little hoarsely.

Hermione turned and walked away from him, her buttocks shifting tantalizingly as she did so. Severus let out a little groan, then reached down and freed his cock from his boxers. Hermione turned to see her ex-husband slowly stroking his huge cock, an expression of lust on his face. Desire washed over her like a tidal wave, and she buckled a little, her eyes heating up as she watched him move his hand back and forth, his long pale fingers curled around his girth.

"Dear gods…" she breathed.

"Walk back and forth across the room," he growled at her, his cock throbbing in his hand.

Hermione did so, walking as sexily as she could. She could feel the Potions Master's eyes on her body, and hear his breathing quicken.

"Stop and turn towards me," he said sharply. "Show me your breasts."

Hermione began to reach around and unclasp her bra.

"No!" Severus hissed, "Not like that. Leave it on. Just lower the front of your bra…tuck it under."

Hermione did as he asked, pulling the cups down and revealing her full breasts. Her nipples were tight hard peaks. Severus stared at them as if he were starving.

"Play with them," he said. Hermione brought her hands to her breasts, lifting first one then the other, then squeezed them, and began to caress them, her eyes on Severus as she did so. She tweaked her hard nipples and let out a little moan, imagining her hands were his hands as she moved them over her fullness.

Severus' eyes were hot as he watched Hermione fondling and teasing her breasts. She was so desirable…just as he remembered her when she was his wife. He continued to caress his cock for a few more moments. Suddenly he stopped.

"Come here," he croaked.

Hermione walked back over to the Potions Master and stopped between his legs again. He let go of his cock and cupped her breasts, then pushed his face between them, kissing her skin as he pressed her firmness around his face, flicking her nipples with his thumbs and making her groan. Her knickers were drenched. Then Severus began to kiss and lick both of her breasts, squeezing and fondling her firm flesh, but not taking them into his mouth, teasing the witch mercilessly as her hands buried themselves in his soft, silky hair. He rubbed one nipple with his nose, then drew his tongue slowly across it. Hermione squealed, then forced her breast into his warm, wet mouth. Severus chuckled, then began to suckle her, pleasure shooting from her breasts all across her body, particularly between her legs. She was aching now, and wanted him inside her.

Hermione reached down and her hot hand gently grasped his cock. Gods, he was so hard, and the ache she felt became worse. The Potions Master grunted and jumped, switching to her other breast as she began to stroke and squeeze his pulsing shaft. He was groaning as he sucked her hard, pulling down one strap of her bra, then the other. Hermione let him go for a moment as she slipped her arms out of her bra straps. Severus pulled the lacy undergarment down to her waist, and used it like reins to pull Hermione into his mouth, one hand reaching around and slipping under her knickers to knead the soft flesh of her ass.

Hermione returned her hand to Severus' organ, petting him gently, and arching her body into him. She was ready. Every place he touched her burned, and she needed him on top of her, passionately replacing her ache with his own. Hermione let out a sob and Severus stopped his attack on her body and looked up at her. The witch's face was so contorted with need she looked as if she were in pain.

"Hermione," he breathed, pushing her back, turning her around and unfastening her bra and removing it. Then he dropped and lowered her knickers, sliding them down over her legs. Gods, they were completely soaked. Severus stood and for a moment pressed his cock against her ass. She moaned and pressed back hard against him, and the Potions Master was sorely tempted to just bend her over and fuck her as is. But he wanted to look at her face when he took her.

The wizard turned her back around, then pushed her down to a seated position on the bed. He knelt and lifted her foot, slowly sliding his hand over her calf before he unbuckled the strap of her shoe and slipped it off, kissing the sole of her foot, then sucking on her toes for a moment. Hermione's leg quivered uncontrollably, and Severus' eyes traveled up it and focused on the glistening triangle of chestnut hair, before he gently put her foot down and removed her other shoe, giving her foot the same attention until that leg quivered too.

"Get into the bed, Hermione," he said shrugging off his robes and letting them fall to the floor.

Hermione climbed into the bed and started to slip under the sheets.

"No," Severus said, working on the cuffs of his shirt. "On top of the sheets, witch."

He quickly removed his shirt, then toed off his boots and removed his socks. Hermione's eyes fell on his lean, muscular chest and tight, ribbed belly. She shifted in the bed impatiently.

"Come on," she thought, as the Potions Master slid both his trousers and boxers down and stepped out of them.

Fully naked and erect, every muscle tensed, Severus stared down at Hermione hungrily. Instead of climbing into the bed, he walked down to the end of it, leaned and caught the witch by her ankles, roughly dragging her down to the edge of the mattress as she shrieked in surprise.

Hermione gasped as Severus moved between her legs and suddenly fell forward as if he were going to land on the witch full weight, but caught himself on his arms at the last minute, holding his body above hers, the head of his cock resting against her thigh. He moved slightly, dragging it across her leg until it rested against her pubic hair.

"Severus, why are we at the edge of the bed," she asked him.

He stared down at her a moment, his belly tightening a bit.

"You won't stay down here for long, Hermione," the wizard said, "I am going to very kindly move you up to the pillows."

A pulse of lust shot through Hermione as she looked up at her ex-husband. Suddenly Severus' eyes seemed to grow darker, and his jaw clenched. He pushed himself up long enough to gather the witch's legs under him trapping them against his shoulders and almost folding Hermione in half. His feet rested on the floor and he positioned his cock at the witch's small entrance. Hermione buckled as she felt his hot huge head settle against her.

"Kindness, Severus," she breathed up at him.

"I'll show you all the kindness you desire, Hermione," he replied hoarsely as he slowly entered her, parting her hot flesh with his cock and immersing himself deep inside the witch, his eyes rolling up into his head as Hermione's pussy stretched to receive him, tight, wet and heavenly.

Severus came to rest against her cervix, reveling in the living sleeve wrapped around him. Gods, she felt so good.

Hermione's mouth dropped open and she emitted a long, sweet groan of delight when Severus entered her, his hardness and girth one long, deep welcome caress, filling and thrilling the witch as he buried his cock deep within her. The wizard felt so good, his length pulsing inside her, his loins pressed against her thighs, his face contorted with pleasure as his eyes rolled back down and rested on her face. A single tear rolled from the corner of Hermione's eye as she looked up at him.

Severus' brow creased.

"What's wrong?" Severus asked her, his body trembling slightly as he held back.

"I thought I'd never have you like this again," she whispered, "that you would never look at me this way again."

Severus didn't answer her. Instead, he bit his lip and pushed deeper into her body, rotating his pelvis in a wide circle, making the witch gasp and groan prettily as his thick cock wound around inside her. He had missed this. Missed her.

Severus hadn't started thrusting yet, still savoring the feeling of being inside her body, and Hermione desperately wanted to feel his strength driving into her. She pushed at the Potions Master's hips impatiently, trying to make him pull back and his eyes glittered down at her, pleased that she wanted him so desperately. She had pushed him away for years. He'd make her wait just a little longer. Just until she blew a fuse. Severus rotated his hips again, growling down at her as her pussy writhed and squished around him. She was so wet and ready to be ridden.

"Severus…Severus please," Hermione said to him, trying to arch up but held back by his body pressing down. She began to clench her inner muscles around him, tightening on his shaft, making him hiss, trying to force him to break.

Severus groaned and despite himself, pulled back and slammed into the witch, who let out a perfectly beautiful scream of pain-laced pleasure as his ache hit her.

He held still for a moment, looking down at her, panting, her eyes wide with hunger.

"Fuck me," she gasped brokenly

"Yessss," Severus hissed pulling back, digging his toes into the floor and driving into Hermione brutally, forcing her body up the bed as she cried out, her nails digging into his sides.

The Potions Master growled against the pain, following her shifted body and driving into her again, shoving her further up the bed as he hit bottom hungrily, loving the sound of Hermione's voice breaking over him.

"Am I being kind enough, Hermione?" Severus panted at the shrieking witch, who couldn't answer him as he drove his swollen cock into her again and again, claiming every inch of her.

"No, I think I can be even kinder to you," the wizard groaned and started pouring on the pent up power of almost four years of celibacy, tearing into the witch as if trying to split her in half, driving her body up the bed at an astounding rate, hitching up after her, plunging and arching into Hermione, her legs folded against her body.

Severus couldn't get enough of Hermione's softness, her heat, her sweet voice rolling over him, an old song that struck an old cord in him as he gasped down at her, fucking the witch for all he was worth. He was perspiring now, his sweat dripping down on to the shrieking witch's bouncing body and wetting the sheets beneath as he pistoned in and out of her pussy, his cock streaked with her juices. She was almost at the headboard now

Suddenly the witch screamed and orgasmed powerfully, clamping down and boiling over the Potion Master's thrusting organ, and he howled at the heat of her release and drove deeper, Hermione nearly choking on her scream as he moved something inside her. Severus slowed then, easing up. He felt her shift inside and was afraid he may have damaged her. He was being overly kind after all.

The Potions Master pulled out of her for a moment, to see if there was any blood on his cock. There wasn't. Hermione cried out his name brokenly, begging Severus to return to her. He re-entered her body, now stroking her gently through the final stages of her climax, rolling her to the side and wrapping his arms around her shuddering body, thrusting into her clutching sleeve, his eyes half closed, watching her through his lashes.

Hermione was completely his, lost to the sensation of the Potions Master's possession, her mouth opened in pleasure, her amber eyes unfocused, loving what he was doing to her, loving that she was in his arms again and yes, loving him. She came back to earth, and felt Severus' mouth cover hers in a searing kiss, as he sped up his stroke, but held back his power. He was afraid that although Hermione wanted him strong and rough, her body wasn't able to handle all of him…it had been a long time for her as well. She still felt exquisite around him however…he didn't have to pound into her to receive pleasure.

A low growl began to grow in the back of his throat as he felt his balls tightening, moving him towards release. He clutched the witch closer to him, stroking her faster and faster, panting and grunting as he moved toward release. Letting out a cry, he thrust himself deep inside her and came, straining into her, his flow filling her orifice, washing back over him as he shuddered with pleasure. Hermione whispered his name softly and ran her fingers through his hair as he pulsed inside her, giving her every drop of his release, groaning softly as it came to an end.

Hermione held him, not wanting him to pull away from her…not wanting that feeling of distance to fall like a wall between them again. She kissed his forehead, then his nose, then his mouth softly and he sighed, his body relaxing, his breathing easing. He made no attempt to pull out of her, but her legs were starting to ache. They were still folded between their bodies. Hermione hated to say anything that would end up separating them, but she had to.

"Severus, my legs," she said softly.

The Potions Master's eyes snapped open, and he slid out of her and moved back in the bed, releasing her and rolling slightly to the side so she could straighten her legs. Hermione looked at Severus rather sadly when he didn't roll back…but suddenly, he did, nestling his face against her throat and sighing deeply, pulling her into him, one hand draped across her waist. In a moment, he was asleep. The wizard was out of practice and two ejaculations had pretty much scoured him.

Hermione felt the Potions Master's burn searing between her legs. He had been extremely kind, but he had also been thoughtful and didn't try to take her beyond her limit.

She pulled her head back slightly to look at him.

What were they to each other now? Had this been a final goodbye, the final closure? Were they destined to be friends? Friends with privileges? Lovers?

Hermione realized that the answer to that question was in Severus' court. He had not intended to stay with her…if she hadn't stopped him and seduced him, he would have gone without another word. She was grateful that he hadn't rolled off of her, said thanks and left. It would have been painful, but understandable since he said he wasn't sure if he wanted to start another relationship with her.

Hermione looked down at him. He had loved fucking her, that was for certain. He was a very sensual wizard and gone a very long time without sex. He knew she was willing to accommodate him…maybe he would resume being her lover. She didn't believe he loved her any longer, though he felt something or else he wouldn't have looked after her the way he had.

Hermione sighed and lay back, placing her hand on Severus' chest and feeling his heartbeat. Her eyes drifted shut, and in a moment or two, she also fell asleep.

When she awoke hours later, Severus was gone. A bottle of purple potion rested on her nightstand. Tears formed in Hermione's eyes.

He hadn't even said goodbye.

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A/N: Ah lemons and an angsty ending. What more could you want…but it's not over yet. Please review.