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Reassurance Sex
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Chapter 30 ~ Reassurance Sex
Severus and Hermione unwarded the Potions office and entered, passing through the bookcase into the study. Suddenly, Severus picked Hermione up and whirled her around, pulling her to him tightly as he did so. She screamed, then laughed as her husband spun to a halt.
“What was that for?” she laughed, still clinging to Severus.
“That was for another successful foray into and out of the jaws of Death,” her husband said, kissing her soundly, then setting her on the floor. “That was our second successful thwarting of the specter to date as a couple.”
“They say the third time’s the charm,” said Hermione, grinning at him.
“Twice is enough for me,” Severus said somberly, “I would rather not take another chance at losing you.”
Hermione looked at him soberly. “I’m not going anywhere, Severus,” she said.
The Potions Master looked at her for a moment, his black eyes glittering, before sweeping her up in his arms again.
“Oh yes you are,” he growled, holding her firmly and striding for the bedroom as she struggled, giggling. He threw her on the bed, and started unbuttoning his robes at an alarming rate.
“I need some ‘reassurance’ sex,” he growled tugging open button after button.
Hermione gasped, “How did you know about that? I never told you that name.”
Severus paused. “I’m a Legilimens, remember?”
“Severus! You shouldn’t be poking around in my mind without my knowledge,” Hermione said, scowling.
“How can I help it when you open it up to me when we’re making love? It was running through your mind one night when we were…quite actively engaged. I almost laughed when the term came through,” Severus said, removing his robes.
“Reassurance sex” was a term Hermione came up with to describe when Severus would make wild, passionate love to her whenever he felt threatened about something coming between them. She had never told him about it. Well, obviously he knew. Severus stripped down to his boxers then looked at his wife sitting in the middle of the bed, fully clothed.
“You are going to participate in this, you know,” he said as he eyed her. Hermione ran her amber eyes over her husband’s lean, hard, familiar frame, and his intense look of desire, and felt the familiar urge rising up in her. They had just been through an emotional wringer. She needed him as much as he needed her. She pulled out her wand and pointed it at herself.
“Divesto,” she said. Every piece of clothing disappeared.
“Ready for participation,” she said softly, smiling at Severus, who was looking at her in a considering manner.
“You look delicious sitting there naked, wife,” he said as he removed his boxes and climbed slowly into the bed, moving like a panther. Hermione tried to lie down, but he stopped her.
“No, I don’t think so,” he breathed, sitting next to her. He pulled Hermione on to his lap, and crossed his legs behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She did the same with her legs, wrapping her arms around his neck, so they sat face to face embracing. Severus’ cock was pulsing against her belly, as he looked into her eyes.
“Did you know your eyes change when I make love to you?” he asked softly, kissing her throat.
“No, I didn’t,” she whispered, offering her neck to him, leaning back and sighing with pleasure.
“They do,” he murmured, sucking on her neck, sending tremors through her. He pulled away and looked at her.
“Right now, they are darkening. That’s how I can tell you are responding to me,” he whispered, caressing her back, then nibbling on her earlobe as he pulled her closer to him. He slid his hands around to her breasts, massaging them gently and watching her face as she groaned.
“Now, they’re turning smokey,” he whispered, “that’s how I know you want me to touch you more intimately.” He slid his hand down her belly, causing her to gasp and lift herself slightly so he could gain access to her sex. Severus kissed her, rubbing her pussy gently, letting her gasp into his mouth as he thrust his tongue in her heat, savoring her taste. Hermione began to move against his hand, moaning, wanting more. He slid two fingers inside her wetness, growling at the back of his throat, his cock growing hotter against her belly. He thrust into her gently, feeling the hot, soft lining clench lightly around his long digits.
“Severus,” she moaned, meeting his eyes as she moved rhythmically against his hand, pleasure pulsing through her body.
“Now, your eyes are starting to burn, like there is a fire blazing behind them,” he whispered, that’s how I know you are beginning to want me inside of you.”
Hermione was so turned on by intimacy of their position, the sound of his voice, his fingers moving in and out of her, his description of the changes he saw in her eyes, and what he knew she wanted because of them, she felt she was going into sensory overload,
“Gods, Severus,” she moaned, her face falling against his neck. He ran his lips over her shoulder, continuing to thrust his fingers inside of her. Her juices coated his hand. He pushed her back a little so he could reach her breast with his mouth. He took a nipple between his lips and laved his tongue over its hard peak, then sucked it hard. Hermione bucked against his hand, feeling herself melting over his fingers, brought to a gentle orgasm, a soft whimper emitting from her throat. She closed her eyes and slowly floated on the waves of pleasure flowing through her.
“Yes, my love,” Severus whispered, his fingers still as she clenched over them tightly. After a few moments, Hermione opened her eyes, looking into his black ones. He was breathing heavily now as he looked at her.
“And now, your eyes are hungry. Intense. Glowing with need,” he whispered, removing his hand, lifting her, positioning himself at her entrance and sliding her on to his cock with a groan, “that’s how I know you want me to fuck you.”
He began to thrust inside her, holding her tightly not letting her move, his long organ curving upward, filling her completely, rubbing again her sensitive walls, making her cry out as he hit her cervix several times in quick succession, then he held still, deeply embedded inside her, loving the feel of her body tightly sheathed around him, pulsing, alive and his.
“More, Severus,” Hermione breathed against his ear. He throbbed inside her, and she gasped. He began to move again, stroking her deeply, murmuring words of love mixed with obscenities as he began to plunge inside of her harder, his hands slipping along her back, wet with sweat and effort.
“Like this?” he panted, pushing deeper, lifting her by her waist and bouncing her on to his cock, increasing the power of his strokes. Her passionate cries were his answer. He made love to his wife thoroughly, his only wish her satisfaction, her completion. He watched her, his heart full as she arched against him, her eyes slitted with pleasure as he pounded into her, claiming every inch of her as his own. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, tears of passion streaming from her eyes, her lips chanting his name over and over between shrieks, her hair tangling across her face as he took her, slamming upward, unable to help himself now, lost in her body, her beauty, her intense love. Sweat flew from her as he hit her apex again and again, his shaft burrowing through her hot flesh, bathed in her juices, her orifice sucking him wetly as he buried himself inside her. He felt her tightening, ready to erupt, her body heating up beneath his clutching hands…and his balls tightened almost painfully. He grunted at the pressure, and slammed her down on him, embedding himself as deep as he could possibly go, and she screamed his name, bursting apart, clamping down on him, her release flowing like lava over his cock as he erupted inside her groaning loudly, an initial long, steady stream of come filling her quaking body, then spurting, his cock pulsing inside of her pulsing, both of them thrown into bliss, clutching, moaning, pressing their mouths together desperately devouring each other as they rose to the heights only true lovers reach, hovering in unison, touching the lip of heaven, then tilting and plunging back to earth, landing in a tangle of bodies and spent emotion.
They clutched each other tightly, body to body, shuddering and panting as they came down from the high of their love. Severus kissed her damp temple and whispered his depth of feeling for her, still embedded inside her softness, still wanting more of her. She was like a drug that he couldn’t get enough of. Exhausted, he fell backwards into the pillows, drawing Hermione down with him. She lay on top of him, her heart still racing, her head pressed to his chest, listening to the pounding of his heart, filled with nothing but love for him. They lay there a few moments, cooling down.
“Do you think it will always be like this, Severus?” Hermione asked him softly, breathing in his scent as she lay against him.
“As long as there is breath in my body, my love,” he replied, lowering his head and kissing her once more. Within moments, both were asleep. It was a fitting end to a long and difficult journey.
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A/N: Ah, the final lemon. Severus and Hermione are a match made in heaven, aren’t they? He’s so freaking hot! Lol. Anyway, one more chapter left and this story’s a wrap. Please review.
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Chapter 30 ~ Reassurance Sex
Severus and Hermione unwarded the Potions office and entered, passing through the bookcase into the study. Suddenly, Severus picked Hermione up and whirled her around, pulling her to him tightly as he did so. She screamed, then laughed as her husband spun to a halt.
“What was that for?” she laughed, still clinging to Severus.
“That was for another successful foray into and out of the jaws of Death,” her husband said, kissing her soundly, then setting her on the floor. “That was our second successful thwarting of the specter to date as a couple.”
“They say the third time’s the charm,” said Hermione, grinning at him.
“Twice is enough for me,” Severus said somberly, “I would rather not take another chance at losing you.”
Hermione looked at him soberly. “I’m not going anywhere, Severus,” she said.
The Potions Master looked at her for a moment, his black eyes glittering, before sweeping her up in his arms again.
“Oh yes you are,” he growled, holding her firmly and striding for the bedroom as she struggled, giggling. He threw her on the bed, and started unbuttoning his robes at an alarming rate.
“I need some ‘reassurance’ sex,” he growled tugging open button after button.
Hermione gasped, “How did you know about that? I never told you that name.”
Severus paused. “I’m a Legilimens, remember?”
“Severus! You shouldn’t be poking around in my mind without my knowledge,” Hermione said, scowling.
“How can I help it when you open it up to me when we’re making love? It was running through your mind one night when we were…quite actively engaged. I almost laughed when the term came through,” Severus said, removing his robes.
“Reassurance sex” was a term Hermione came up with to describe when Severus would make wild, passionate love to her whenever he felt threatened about something coming between them. She had never told him about it. Well, obviously he knew. Severus stripped down to his boxers then looked at his wife sitting in the middle of the bed, fully clothed.
“You are going to participate in this, you know,” he said as he eyed her. Hermione ran her amber eyes over her husband’s lean, hard, familiar frame, and his intense look of desire, and felt the familiar urge rising up in her. They had just been through an emotional wringer. She needed him as much as he needed her. She pulled out her wand and pointed it at herself.
“Divesto,” she said. Every piece of clothing disappeared.
“Ready for participation,” she said softly, smiling at Severus, who was looking at her in a considering manner.
“You look delicious sitting there naked, wife,” he said as he removed his boxes and climbed slowly into the bed, moving like a panther. Hermione tried to lie down, but he stopped her.
“No, I don’t think so,” he breathed, sitting next to her. He pulled Hermione on to his lap, and crossed his legs behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She did the same with her legs, wrapping her arms around his neck, so they sat face to face embracing. Severus’ cock was pulsing against her belly, as he looked into her eyes.
“Did you know your eyes change when I make love to you?” he asked softly, kissing her throat.
“No, I didn’t,” she whispered, offering her neck to him, leaning back and sighing with pleasure.
“They do,” he murmured, sucking on her neck, sending tremors through her. He pulled away and looked at her.
“Right now, they are darkening. That’s how I can tell you are responding to me,” he whispered, caressing her back, then nibbling on her earlobe as he pulled her closer to him. He slid his hands around to her breasts, massaging them gently and watching her face as she groaned.
“Now, they’re turning smokey,” he whispered, “that’s how I know you want me to touch you more intimately.” He slid his hand down her belly, causing her to gasp and lift herself slightly so he could gain access to her sex. Severus kissed her, rubbing her pussy gently, letting her gasp into his mouth as he thrust his tongue in her heat, savoring her taste. Hermione began to move against his hand, moaning, wanting more. He slid two fingers inside her wetness, growling at the back of his throat, his cock growing hotter against her belly. He thrust into her gently, feeling the hot, soft lining clench lightly around his long digits.
“Severus,” she moaned, meeting his eyes as she moved rhythmically against his hand, pleasure pulsing through her body.
“Now, your eyes are starting to burn, like there is a fire blazing behind them,” he whispered, that’s how I know you are beginning to want me inside of you.”
Hermione was so turned on by intimacy of their position, the sound of his voice, his fingers moving in and out of her, his description of the changes he saw in her eyes, and what he knew she wanted because of them, she felt she was going into sensory overload,
“Gods, Severus,” she moaned, her face falling against his neck. He ran his lips over her shoulder, continuing to thrust his fingers inside of her. Her juices coated his hand. He pushed her back a little so he could reach her breast with his mouth. He took a nipple between his lips and laved his tongue over its hard peak, then sucked it hard. Hermione bucked against his hand, feeling herself melting over his fingers, brought to a gentle orgasm, a soft whimper emitting from her throat. She closed her eyes and slowly floated on the waves of pleasure flowing through her.
“Yes, my love,” Severus whispered, his fingers still as she clenched over them tightly. After a few moments, Hermione opened her eyes, looking into his black ones. He was breathing heavily now as he looked at her.
“And now, your eyes are hungry. Intense. Glowing with need,” he whispered, removing his hand, lifting her, positioning himself at her entrance and sliding her on to his cock with a groan, “that’s how I know you want me to fuck you.”
He began to thrust inside her, holding her tightly not letting her move, his long organ curving upward, filling her completely, rubbing again her sensitive walls, making her cry out as he hit her cervix several times in quick succession, then he held still, deeply embedded inside her, loving the feel of her body tightly sheathed around him, pulsing, alive and his.
“More, Severus,” Hermione breathed against his ear. He throbbed inside her, and she gasped. He began to move again, stroking her deeply, murmuring words of love mixed with obscenities as he began to plunge inside of her harder, his hands slipping along her back, wet with sweat and effort.
“Like this?” he panted, pushing deeper, lifting her by her waist and bouncing her on to his cock, increasing the power of his strokes. Her passionate cries were his answer. He made love to his wife thoroughly, his only wish her satisfaction, her completion. He watched her, his heart full as she arched against him, her eyes slitted with pleasure as he pounded into her, claiming every inch of her as his own. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, tears of passion streaming from her eyes, her lips chanting his name over and over between shrieks, her hair tangling across her face as he took her, slamming upward, unable to help himself now, lost in her body, her beauty, her intense love. Sweat flew from her as he hit her apex again and again, his shaft burrowing through her hot flesh, bathed in her juices, her orifice sucking him wetly as he buried himself inside her. He felt her tightening, ready to erupt, her body heating up beneath his clutching hands…and his balls tightened almost painfully. He grunted at the pressure, and slammed her down on him, embedding himself as deep as he could possibly go, and she screamed his name, bursting apart, clamping down on him, her release flowing like lava over his cock as he erupted inside her groaning loudly, an initial long, steady stream of come filling her quaking body, then spurting, his cock pulsing inside of her pulsing, both of them thrown into bliss, clutching, moaning, pressing their mouths together desperately devouring each other as they rose to the heights only true lovers reach, hovering in unison, touching the lip of heaven, then tilting and plunging back to earth, landing in a tangle of bodies and spent emotion.
They clutched each other tightly, body to body, shuddering and panting as they came down from the high of their love. Severus kissed her damp temple and whispered his depth of feeling for her, still embedded inside her softness, still wanting more of her. She was like a drug that he couldn’t get enough of. Exhausted, he fell backwards into the pillows, drawing Hermione down with him. She lay on top of him, her heart still racing, her head pressed to his chest, listening to the pounding of his heart, filled with nothing but love for him. They lay there a few moments, cooling down.
“Do you think it will always be like this, Severus?” Hermione asked him softly, breathing in his scent as she lay against him.
“As long as there is breath in my body, my love,” he replied, lowering his head and kissing her once more. Within moments, both were asleep. It was a fitting end to a long and difficult journey.
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A/N: Ah, the final lemon. Severus and Hermione are a match made in heaven, aren’t they? He’s so freaking hot! Lol. Anyway, one more chapter left and this story’s a wrap. Please review.