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Hermione didn\'t believe that nothing upset him tonight, so she gasped the question again. Severus looked down at her, his eyes so intense, they could fry an egg.

\"Trust me Hermione,\" He said breathlessly, \"the problem has been solved.\"

She didn\'t even have time to frown before his lips were working hungrily at hers. She gave as good as she got and trembled when she felt his hand slid up her dress and over her thigh. Hermione gasped as something VERY hard pressed into her hip and worked against her.

Hermione whimpered as Severus moved his lips to her neck and sucked and bit it softly. She knew there would be a mark left.
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Severus raised his head the tiniest bit. He smiled sneakily; a red and purple mark was beginning to show on the creamy skin of her throat. His mark.

He caressed her soft leg and moved his mouth back to hers. Hermione swept his mouth with her tongue and he pushed his lower body into her, showing her exactly what she did to him.

She mewed like a kitten, the way he liked, and arched up into him. A finger under her dress moved slowly up towards her core. Finally it touched her wet, lace, thong and she shivered almost violently under him. It was wonderful to be with a woman this responsive. Hermione really was a passionate witch when she wanted to be.

He broke the kiss for one breath and then went back to her lips. Suddenly, the sound of a fire roaring to life filled the room. Hermione jumped, her eyes wide. She put her finger to her lips, Severus understood and stayed silent.

\"Hermione!\" Came the voice of a man. Severus was immediately suspicious.

\'Stay put\' Hermione mouthed to him and then popped up over the back of the sofa to see who was flooing her. Keeping a possessive hold on her waist, Severus waited impatiently to see who this man was.

\"What do you want?\" She asked nervously.

\"I thought you might want to come over here for the night?\" The voice said hopefully. Who was he? Where was \'here\'? And what did he want to do tonight? Severus pulled her closer to him, trying to remind her of who she belonged to.

\"I-I\'m... um... doing something...\" She answered.

\"Come on Hermione!\" He whined, \"I\'ll show you a good time, I always do!\"

This little prick was getting on his already short wick. \'Always\'! How many times had he \'shown her a good time\'? Severus growled. Hermione knocked him slightly with her hip to shut him up.

\"No. I\'m busy; I’ll floo you some other time -\"

\"What’s that?\" The male asked suddenly.

\"What?\" Hermione shifted a little.

\"There... on your -OH MY GOD! It’s a love bite!\"

Severus smirked. That got the little swine. He had marked her and no one else was going to touch her.

\"Who gave you that?!\" He asked a little angrily. Severus was tempted to speak, but he kept his cool.

\"How is that any of your business?\" Hermione countered haughtily.

\"Of course it’s my business! If any one has touched you -\"

\"If any one has touched me, it\'s with my consent!\" Hermione shouted.

Severus snarled silently, he had every right to touch her! She was the one that wanted to make him happy!

\"Now get out before I hex you!\" Hermione screamed, \"It is still possible through floo, you know!\"

\"Fine!\" The man shouted back, \"But this isn\'t over!\" There was a whooshing sound and Hermione slumped into Severus\' waiting arms.

Hermione could not see the hatred and possessiveness burning in Severus\' eyes as he pulled her in tight to his body and onto his lap.
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\"Interesting,\" Severus said in an eerily calm voice, \"Now, I wonder who would call on you at this hour?\"

She glanced at the clock, \"It’s only 11:45, not that late really.\"

\"Mmm, but any... thoughtful person would not floo a lady at this hour.\" He said in the same strange tone. She didn\'t know what scared her most, the violent Severus or the calm one?

\"I suppose...\" She said slowly.

\"So...\" Severus turned her in his arms to look up at him. His eyes were like the burning fires of hell, he looked like a man possessed. \"What did he want? And more importantly, who... was... he?\" His voice was dangerously low.

\"You heard what \'he\' wanted and \'he\' was Ron.\" She answered a little annoyed. Something similar to relief swamped his features and then he pounced on her.
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Severus was so glad. He knew she would never touch Weasley. He kissed her and rubbed his erection into hip, showing her how much he wanted to have her totally.

She started to respond straight away, pushing up against him again. Pinning her down with his legs, Severus reached under Hermiones dress and pulled her under wear away, dropping them to the floor. Quickly, he cast a silencing charm around the room.

His fingers quickly found her clit and massaged it, making her gasp and writhe under him. With his free hand he bunched her dress up around her waist and then it found its way down. It thrust into her quickly and she cried out in pleasure.

Severus was determined to claim her. He had been told by the whores he used to use that he was a good fuck, and he had had whores all over the world; it couldn\'t be a conspiracy to take the piss. Most of then had tried to come back for more.

Soon two fingers were working in and out of her tight hole. He watched her face; it was the most beautiful thing her had ever seen, contorted with pleasure.

Bringing her to the edge, Severus left Hermione waiting and crying out as he moved to kneel on the floor. He pulled her legs
apart and positioned himself between them.

Hermione screamed as his tongue swirled her clit. She bucked as he lapped hungrily at her slit. She was so wet and hot and tight. He needed her now; he was so hard, he could have split a rock into little pieces.

Again, she whimpered with disappointment as his move up her body. With a wave of his hand they were both naked. Hermione closed her eyes. He looked down at the angel under him. She was perfect.

Quickly he positioned himself at her entrance. Her wonderful eyes fluttered open and as he saw the heat in them, he thrust in. He hissed and she mewed.

The feeling of being inside Hermiones small, tight, wet body was euphoric. He leaned down and kissed the precious treasure under him, then started to move.

Severus pistoned into her, not knowing if she could take it hard but to far gone to really care. He shivered as she grazed his chest with her manicured nails. He quickly grabbed her wrist and placed a lingering kiss on her pulse. It was racing against his lips.

\"Oh... Merlin...!\" Hermione cried.

She came hard calling his name, her walls clamping down on his cock like a vice, her juices rushing over his shaft.

\"Mine.\" Severus managed to say before he followed her into bliss, shooting his seed inside of her. He shuddered with abandon.

A few moments later and Severus collapsed onto Hermione, exhausted. He loved the feeling of her small body under him. Finally, he gathered enough energy to swap their position. Hermione lay on top of him.

As Severus felt sleep crawling through him, Hermione looked up. Her eyes were shining and warm. She gave a small smile and then fell asleep.

Severus stroked her hair lazily, the tightening in his chest that always came on when she was around returned. For the first time in... Well ever... Severus felt content.