You Promised It Would Be Forever - Edit

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Chapter 36 ~ Homecoming

Severus gently drew Hermione out of his embrace and turned her so she could see their home. It was the way it used to be when they first married, down to the last flowering plant. Severus leaned down and pressed his lips against her ear.

"A new beginning, wife," he said silkily.

Hermione blinked back her tears.

"How did you do this, Severus?" she asked. "In only two days, how did you do it?"


"Let's just say I found someone who provides excellent service," he replied, "And we will spend our wedding night in our own marriage bed, Hermione. It's been empty far too long."

Severus took the witch's hand and the couple entered the yard. They walked around the entire house. It truly was restored to its former happy state. Hermione felt warm inside as she leaned against Severus, who had his arm resting on her shoulder as they walked. Severus felt he could breathe now. During the hard times, he always felt constricted here, as if every time he entered the yard a weight would fall on his chest. The weight was despair and grief. But now…there was joy again. Hope. Love.

Hermione felt the freedom too as they circled the house. It was all good again. Yes, Jacob was gone but not truly gone. She held her son close in her heart, and knew wherever he was, he was happy. Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought this.

"Are you crying again?" Severus asked her.

"Yes," Hermione sniffled, "But from happiness, Severus. I feel truly happy for the first time in a long time."

Severus squeezed the witch lightly but didn't reply. He knew how she felt. He felt as if he had gotten his life back. Hermione had been his second chance at a new life, back when he served the Dark Lord and she came to him despite his coldness and darkness, bringing him warmth and light. Now she was his third and last chance. He wasn't taking any others. She was his forever, and he was hers.

"Come Hermione, let's go inside," he said to her.

They walked around to the front of the house.

Eli quickly winked out as Severus unlocked the door with his wand and the couple entered. Hermione gasped as she looked at the bright, airy home, completely restored. The house actually felt happy and warm, as if…almost as if it were smiling and welcoming them back.

"Oh Severus!" Hermione exclaimed walking quickly through the house. She stopped by a vase of flowers resting on the end table.

"I broke that vase," she said, her brow furrowed.

Severus walked up to her and looked down at the ceramic container.

"Yes you did," the Potions Master commented, "throwing it at me in a fit of rage, I believe. Luckily you missed by a kilometer. It would have been quite painful if it hit me."

Hermione continued to stare at the vase.

Severus turned her.

"I gave a pensieve of my memories how the house used to be, Hermione, so it could be completely restored. So you are going to see quite a few things back where they belong. Just like we are," he said gently.

Hermione sniffed.

"I smell roses!" she exclaimed, walking down the hallway, following her nose. She turned into the Master bedroom.

Severus sniffed then scowled. He hated roses.

"Oh Severus!" Hermione exclaimed from the bedroom. The Potions Master hurried to her.

"What?" he asked.

Hermione stood in the door of the bathroom and turned to him.

"Like you don't know," she smiled at him, rather sexily.

Severus didn't know, but he wasn't about to ignore that smile his wife gave him. He walked to the bathroom door and looked in. Dear gods.

In the bathroom was a large marble sunken tub large enough for four people, full of steaming water, rose petals floating on the surface. Bouquets of red roses and lit candles abounded. Two terry cloth robes and large fluffy towels lay on the bathroom counter. Two bottles of wine immersed in a bucket of never-melting ice rested in an ornate bucket on the side of the tub, along with two crystal wineglasses.

"Oh Severus, this is so romantic," Hermione said, running up to the wizard and pulling him down into a very passionate kiss, molding her body against his as her tongue practically raped his mouth. They staggered back together into the middle of the bedroom.

Severus quickly wrapped his arms around his wife and threw himself into the kiss, feeling himself hardening. Yes, gods, she was very pleased.

"Thank you, Eli" Severus thought as he kissed his wife, who was rubbing her body up against him deliciously.

Hermione let him go and started unbuttoning her robes quickly.

"What…what are you doing?" Severus asked her, his arms still partially open.

"Getting undressed. Come on," she said walking into the bathroom.

Her robes came flying out the door, then her shirt, then her skirt, then her bra, then her knickers in quick succession, followed by a little splash and a sigh of pleasure.

Severus looked down at his wife's expelled clothing for a moment, then started stripping quickly. Fuck the roses. He was getting in that tub.

"Severussss," Hermione called to him sexily. "I'm waiting."

"I'm coming," he said pulling his robes over his head in his haste. He had never fucked Hermione in a sunken tub before. He heard a bottle pop.

"Oh, this is delicious. Much better than the wine I had with Lord Hornswallow," Hermione called out to her husband as he stripped off his shirt.

"Wow, this is going right to my head, I think," Hermione giggled.

"Shit," Severus said as he fumbled with his trousers. Why was he having so much trouble with them? He was going too fast. He slowed and took a deep breath. He worked at his trousers again. They opened. He slid them down and realized he hadn't taken off his boots. Some splashing came from the bathroom.

"Come on, Severus. I'm feeling frisky," Hermione called to him.

Severus shuffled over to the bed, sat down and pulled off his boots and socks, then his pants. He stood up and pulled off his boxers. He was rock hard.

He quickly strode into the bathroom to see his wife leaning back against the edge of the tub, her hair wet, and droplets of water dripping down her skin. Her breasts seemed as if they were trying to float to the top of the tub. She was finishing her glass of wine.

She lowered the glass and her eyes raked over Severus' lean muscular body, resting on his swollen organ.

"You look very happy to see me, husband," she purred.

"I am," he growled, stepping over the candles and getting into the tub. It was huge.

"When did you have this tub put in, Severus? It's marvelous," Hermione purred as he slid his long frame into the water sitting opposite her.

"Recently," he said shortly, his eyes drinking the witch in. "Come here."

Hermione smiled and moved from the other side of the tub, turning around and sliding between Severus' outstretched legs, resting her back against his chest. His cock rested against her back. Hermione sighed as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.

"This is nice, Severus," she said as they soaked in the water.

Severus eyed a floating rose petal that was drifting nearer to them, before what Hermione said registered.

"Yes, yes it is, Hermione. I have a feeling it's about to get much nicer," he purred, lowering his lips to her throat and raising his hands to her breasts, fondling the witch as he licked and sucked her neck. He tweaked her nipples.

"Oh yessss," Hermione moaned as Severus' hands slipped over and under her breasts, caressing them. Suddenly she turned around laying her body against his, kissing him hungrily, her tongue tangling with his. Severus wrapped his arms around her body loosely as she slid against him, her breasts mashed against his chest. Gods, he loved this, the water lapping around his body while Hermione's hot little tongue lapped around his mouth.

Suddenly the witch stopped kissing him, looking at him with hot amber eyes. She pushed back from him a bit.

"Hermione, what are you…Hermione!" he cried as the witch suddenly disappeared under the water.

The next sound Severus made was a long hiss as he felt the witch's mouth slide over his cock. Gods, she was blowing him underwater.

Severus rested both arms on the sides of the tub, leaning his head back, his eyes closed in pleasure as he felt Hermione's mouth and hands work over his swollen organ. It felt…like pure heaven.

Suddenly Hermione rose from the water and looked at him for a moment, grinning, water streaming down her face as she took a breath and disappeared again.

"Fuck!" Severus hissed as her mouth slid over him again, sucking hard and bobbing fast. She cupped his balls and the Potions Master bucked forward suddenly, and bubbles rose to the surface, and Hermione reappeared gasping.

"You gagged me!" she exclaimed.

"I'm sorry," Severus said hoarsely, praying she'd submerge again. She smirked at him, took another breath and dove back under the water.

It must have been a damn good breath, because Hermione worked on the Potions Master's cock for almost a full minute, the wizard groaning and hissing with pleasure, spasmodically clutching at the sides of the tub, his head flung back, trying his best not to buck up into her hot, sucking mouth. He was almost there when she reappeared.

"Go back," Severus groaned, "Gods Hermione…go back."

The witch smiled and took another breath. She submerged one more time and attacked her husband's huge tool with a vengeance, all lips, mouth, teeth, tongue and hands, determined to get the wizard off.

"Merlin…Circe…Athena…"

Severus was calling on all the gods as his wife took him to the edge, then over it…a low hoarse cry torn from his throat as he came, his body shuddering, the wizard hanging on the tub for fear that he would hold Hermione down and drown her if his hands went to her head.

Hermione felt Severus explode in her mouth and drank him down as best she could, her hair swirling about her face. His legs were jumping as he kept himself from arching upward. Hermione stayed with him a few seconds more, her lungs feeling like they would burst, before she released him and flew out from under the water with a great splash, gasping for air, her eyes on her husband as she panted.

Severus' eyes were completely rolled up into his head and fluttering as he continued to come, biting his lip and grunting. Every vein in his neck and arms stood out in relief against his pale skin, his muscles tensed. Hermione thought watching him come like this was one of the sexiest sights she had ever seen. Hermione rubbed the wizard's chest gently until he finished, his head snapping forward his black eyes reappearing, looking straight at the witch as his chest rose and fell.

"That was amazing," he gasped, "Gods, Hermione, you have an amazing lung capacity."

She smirked at him.

"I bet I'll get better with practice," she replied, leaning forward and kissing him.

He could taste himself on her lips. Then Hermione turned again and rested back against his chest, reaching for the glass and the bottle of wine. She poured a glass for Severus first, handing it to him. The wizard drank thirstily, then sighed, resting the glass on the edge of the tub as Hermione poured another glass for herself.

They soaked and sipped wine in silence for a few moments. Their happiness was palpable.

"This water isn't cooling," Hermione said suddenly, "Is it charmed?"

"Yes," Severus replied, feeling relaxed and comfortable as the warm water lapped around them.

Hermione noticed a button on the side of the tub.

"What's this?" she asked, pressing it.

Suddenly the water began to churn strongly around them. Severus was startled and sat up, ready to pull Hermione from the tub. She laughed.

"It's a Jacuzzi, Severus. Didn't you know?" she asked him laughing.

The wizard settled back as the water bubbled and flowed around them. Actually, it felt very good.

"Of course I knew," he lied, "You simply startled me when you…you started it up."

"Well, just lay back and enjoy it," she said, pouring herself another glass of wine. It certainly was good. She was getting a buzz.

"Are you planning on fucking me in here?" Hermione asked Severus boldly. Yes, the wine was very, very good.

The Potions Master placed his mouth against her ear, rubbed her belly, then let his hand drift lower.

"I most certainly am, Mrs. Snape," he said silkily, his long fingers slipping between her labia and rubbing over her clit. "As soon as I recover from your very successful underwater expedition."

Hermione gasped and arched, spilling part of her wine into the water

"Whoops," Severus said, putting his own glass down and taking Hermione's out of her hand and setting it on the side of the tub as he continued to massage her pussy, the witch writhing and sliding against him in the bubbling water. He brought his other hand to her breast, and pressed his lips against her throat as she cried out in pleasure.

"This is going to be one hell of a honeymoon night," he thought as Hermione let out a perfectly beautiful shriek as she came.

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A/N: Nice start to a honeymoon all right. Eli is something else. Please review.