The Wrong Time

Sweet Morning Delight

Hermione awoke to find the bed empty. She stretched lazily and climbed out of bed. She walked over to the wardrobe and took out a towel. She transfigured it into terrycloth robe. She wrapped it around herself and opened the bedroom door, greeted with the smell of hot sizzling bacon. She walked down the hall to the kitchen, finding Severus standing over the stove, turning the bacon, and Josiah sitting in his little chair, bathed and eating a muffin. She was little surprised to see that Severus had keep his black locks.


“Mummy! Wook, Siw change!” Josiah said merrily, pointing at the dark man.


“Yes, baby, I see that. I think I like this look better,” she said, walking over to Severus and wrapping her arms around his waist.


He grasped her hand and turned around to kiss her.


“Good morning,” he said, smiling.


“Josiah, baby, can you say ‘Sev?’” she asked her son.


“Sev,” Josiah said sweetly.


“That is what we are going to call Sil from now on, ok Sweetie?” she told him.


“Otay, Mummy,” Josiah said, his mouth full of muffin.


“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Baby,” Hermione said to him.


He swallowed.


“Sowwy, Mummy,” he said.


“It’s ok,” she said, and hugged Severus tighter.


He kissed her on the top of her head and turned back to the food.


“Thanks for getting him ready,” she said. “He goes to Molly today.”


“I remembered,” he said silkily, giving her a suggestive glance.


Hermione felt a shiver up her spine.


“Ok, it’s all ready now,” Severus said, taking the skillet over to the table and placing a few slices on two plates.


Hermione noticed that the plates were already loaded up with toast and scrambled eggs. She sat down at her usual place, and Severus joined her after returning the skillet to the stove.


They ate leisurely, making small talk, before Hermione announced it was time to take a shower. She took Josiah to his room and conjured a baby gate over the doorway, to make sure he stayed in his room safely.


She led Severus back to his rooms. She stood before him, and seductively removed her robe.


“Why, you are a minx, aren’t you?” he purred.


Hermione nodded sexily and reached up, taking his robe off. She led him into the bathroom and turned on the shower, leading him under the hot spray. She began to lather soap over her full breast seductively, smirking at his very erect cock.


“Would you like some help with that?” he asked her huskily.


She nodded and handed the washcloth to him. He began to rub the cloth all over her body, his cock bouncing hungrily as he did so. She lifted her face up to him, and he captured her mouth with his own, teasing her tongue with his.

He dropped the washcloth and snaked an arm around her waist, lifting her. He curled a finger into her hot core.


“I think I missed a spot,” he said, his voice a little hoarse.


“Perhaps you weren’t using the right tool,” she said, her voice dripping with desire.


“Then we shall have to rectify that, shan’t we?” he said, moving his cock to her entrance.


She reached out and grabbed it, forcing it inside her.


She cried out at the contact, and he lifted her higher, pounding into her with need. She clawed at his back, gasping in ecstasy, and he moaned into her chest. The water cascaded over their bodies, twisted together, writing in pleasure.


Severus grabbed her buttocks and squeezed them, slamming her against the wall of the shower as she climaxed hard, his own release following soon after, spilling his seed deep into her slick sheathe. He held her for a moment and then let her down.


“I suppose I forgot to tell you I already took a shower,” he said smugly.


“Perhaps you need another now,” Hermione said, smirking at him.


“Indeed,” he replied.


After they had showered and dressed, Hermione walked back to Josiah’s room to find his bag already packed and ready to go.


“I didn’t notice that before,” she remarked.


“I thought I would make things as easy as possible for you,” Severus said somewhat sheepishly.


“Thank you,” Hemrione said, kissing him.


“Eww Cooties!” Josiah squealed.


“Cooties indeed,” Severus said, giving Hermione a sly smile.


Hermione grinned and scooped up the baby and his bag.


“Come on now, Baby, it’s time to go your Grandma’s house.


“Yay!” he shrieked.


He would be going straight from Molly’s to Ron’s and then returning in three days. That gave them three days alone. Hermione was very excited about the prospect as she stepped through the floo, kissing Severus again.


A/N: I hope you all enjoyed, and please review!