The Price was Right

The bedclothes were half on and half off the bed. Hermione was asleep, sprawled on her front with her long wavy hair spread in a fan across the pillows. She was naked, one breast hidden beneath her, the other peeking out from under her smooth armpit, her beautiful caramel nipple half erect from exposure to the cold air. The brocade throw was concealing most of her lower half, the top of her smooth buttocks temptingly visible.



Severus was also naked but unlike Hermione, he was awake and sitting in an armchair beside the bed, a glass of Firewhisky in his hand. A lifetime of surviving on very little sleep had become habit and after a couple of hours sleep, he was wide awake again. He was surprised. He counted backwards and raised his eyebrows, smirking smugly. Including the quickie in his quarters, they had fucked and made love alternately six times, veering between hard and horny to soft and tender. The last time they had fucked and Hermione had 3 orgasms in various contorted positions on the bed. There was no wonder she was so exhausted.



Severus looked at her as she slept and counted his blessings, still not quite believing his luck. What had started as a friendship, which surprised both of them, had turned into love. Which was inconvenient, because Hermione was a married woman.



Severus thought back to the time Hermione had returned to Hogwarts to teach. She had been confident with the subject matter but less confident with the students. To his surprise, she asked him for advice and over the space of two years of working closely together, they formed a friendship, enjoying regular debates and sharing his private potions lab companionably. It surprised both of them and they both commented to each other, at different times, how much they valued the others’ friendship and how funny it was, given that they had disliked each other so much as Professor and Student.



And then one fateful day they overstepped the boundary between being just friends or friends with benefits and it turned their world upside down.



Hermione had come into work distracted and a little tearful, Severus had noticed. With coaxing she confided to him that all was not well in the bedroom of the Weasley household. Ron was putting pressure on to start a family and Hermione wasn’t sure if she even wanted kids. The stress and the arguments put Hermione off sex and even when they tried, Ron couldn’t always get it up. The more Hermione talked, the more distraught she had become and Severus insisted she come through to his lounge to have a drink and talk some more until she felt better.



Afterwards neither of them could remember how it had happened. One minute they were drinking Firewhisky, Hermione crying a little, Severus with a comforting hand on her shoulder. The next moment they were kissing fervently and in the space of an hour, they had sex three times, the first time there on his springy couch, then twice in his huge comfortable bed.



Severus closed his eyes as he remembered how sweet she had tasted the first time his tongue had explored her and how voracious they were with each other.



The following day, however, Hermione was wracked with guilt and sought him out, insisting it was a mistake, it shouldn’t have happened and could they please just go back to being friends. Severus agreed readily, he had expected her reaction and didn’t want to lose her, in any capacity. So, they went back to being friends for almost five months. Not that it was easy. There were lingering glances across the potions lab, charged atmospheres between them and on more than one occasion Severus had to leave the room they were in to deal with his tented britches. It had been agonising for both of them and it couldn’t last.



One day in the lab, Hermione was making potions for the hospital wing, her hair in a loose ponytail, the sleeves of her T-shirt pushed up to her elbows. They were having a heated debate about the advantage of combining muggle medicines with potions therapy and Severus had made a sarcastic remark, as was his wont. Hermione had looked at him and thrown her head back saying ‘God, I love you, Severus!’ as she laughed. They had both stopped talking and stared at each other for a long time, the air almost crackling between them. Hermione blushed to the roots of her hair and bit her lip.



‘I didn’t mean to say that out loud.’ She said softly, not taking her eyes off him as he walked towards her.



Severus didn’t say a word. He just put the fires out under her cauldrons, took her by the hand into his bedchamber and made love to her.



That was almost three years ago, Severus mused. Neither of them were happy with the status quo, snatched opportunities to be together, trying to keep things secret from everyone, especially Ron. They both hated it but Hermione refused to leave Ron because he was blameless and she had loved him. Did love him. She just loved Severus more. And staying away from each other was impossible. They were intoxicated with each other.



Hermione stirred in the bed and the covers slipped down revealing her round, peachy buttocks. Severus started to get hard and took his thick, heavy cock in his hand, stroking himself slowly. He smiled. They had been planning this weekend for months and Hermione had made him a promise he fully intended her to keep tomorrow night. His cock jerked in his hand a little.



Hermione was half-conscious and felt the bed for him.



‘Severus?’ She called out, a little panicked to find him gone from her side.



Severus smiled. ‘I’m here, my love.’



He walked over to her and she turned her head to him. He was still stroking his cock and Hermione grinned.



‘You are a fucking machine, Severus, did you know that? It’s just not natural the amount of sex you can have and still you’re ready for more…’ she laughed.



‘It’s you, you sexy witch. Look what you do to me!’ He laughed and bounced his cock playfully in her face.



Hermione smiled sexily at him. ‘Better climb on then….’ She purred, raising her buttocks off the bed slightly.



Severus raised an eyebrow at her and smirked. He lay beside her and kissed her slowly, sensuously moving his tongue between her lips. He rolled onto her and lifted her hair, tenderly kissing the nape of her neck and snaking his arms under her to cup her breasts, his cock resting cosily in the crease of Hermione’s round arse. Severus began to stroke her nipples and pull them gently, bending his head to kiss her shoulders. He moved slowly down her body, kissing every inch of creamy skin as Hermione sighed contentedly underneath him. He reached her buttocks and kissed them firmly, running his tongue between her cheeks and lingering around her puckered orifice. Moving lower, he lifted Hermione’s pelvis with his huge hands until her pussy was level with his face. She was dripping with juices and he licked her with light, deft strokes, plunging his tongue into her.



‘Oh gods…’ Hermione moaned into her pillow and bucked her hips closer to his face.



Severus was an expert at cunnilingus and they both loved it. He inserted a finger and began to thrust, massaging her G spot and licking and nibbling her labia. He moved his fingers to her clit and thrummed her as his tongue thrust in and out of her as she gasped.



‘Oh fuck, Severus, that’s so good…oh my god…’ She was gasping hard and starting to mumble and he knew she was close. Immediately and with a smirk, he pulled away. Hermione cried out in frustration and beat her fists on the bed.



‘Damn you, Severus!’ She shouted at him. She was so close it was painful. Severus chuckled and spread her legs with his hands, running his fingers up the soft insides of her thighs. Hermione moaned and pushed her pussy towards his fingers, desperate for release.



In a split second Severus placed his pulsing cock at her entrance and without preamble he thrust himself deeply into her up to his balls, pushing firmly and driving her into the mattress.



‘Fuck!’ He shouted loudly. Damn, she felt tight.



Hermione had lost awareness of her surroundings, her eyes had rolled back in her head and her pussy was on fire. She loved the way he filled her up; she could feel him throbbing with want inside her.



Severus cupped her breasts and began to rock his pelvis back and forth, slowly thrusting his cock in and out. His shaft was glistening with her juices and he maintained a steady rhythm to stave off his orgasm. It wasn’t working. He kissed Hermione’s neck softly.



‘Lift yourself up, witch…’ he whispered in her ear. Hermione raised her hips and he moved a hand down to her clit. She was so wet, his fingers slipped deliciously over her hard nub over and over in time with his thrusting, his other hand pulling and twisting her nipple.



In brief seconds, Hermione came, her orgasm tearing through her, her tight sheath squeezing Severus’s cock hard as he increased his pace slightly, riding her orgasm and feeling her come dripping over his shaft. Hermione groaned into her pillow, her whole body trembling with waves of pleasure.



Severus released his hands and placed one either side of Hermione on the bed, raising himself slightly. With tight, short, hard thrusts he bucked himself into her pussy, grunting and gasping as he concentrated on his own pleasure. He felt his balls slapping against her buttocks and moaned as he stiffened.



‘Oh fucking hell…Hermione…Oh fuck…’ He increased his pace and started to fuck her hard, Hermione’s body bouncing on the bed from his exertions, whimpering with continued pleasure from the feel of him, so hard and so thick.



‘Oh fuck… Oh Gods!’ Severus’s head shot back, his eyes closed and his mouth open, hips bucking out of control as his orgasm exploded from him with intense force.



‘Shit! Shit!’ Severus thrust again and again, as thick streams of semen shot from the burning end of his cock. Severus shuddered and took a deep breath before collapsing on top of her.



After a moment to catch his breath he kissed her neck softly and gently rolled them both onto their sides. He nuzzled her ear gently. ‘I love you…don’t ever leave me…’



Hermione started to cry softly as he fell asleep, his arms tightly wrapped around her.







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