I'm Not in Love

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Hermione lay in Severus’s bed, the covers pulled over her breasts tightly as she stared at the ceiling. He was sleeping beside her. They had curled up to each other tightly, and he had wrapped an arm around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder as he kissed her cheek softly and wished her goodnight. She had felt him smile as she said ‘Goodnight, Severus’, and it had made her smile back at him.

Hermione turned her head. He had his back to her, and in the half-light, she could just make out a lattice of pale pink scars across his shoulders, his long hair softly falling past the nape of his neck. She reached her hand out and took a few strands between her fingers, feeling their silky softness before letting them fall again.

She thought about the sex, running through everything in her mind and trying to work out the why and the how. She shook her head and resolved not to over analyse it, but every time she closed her eyes and tried to sleep, she could feel his cock inside her all over again. It was absolutely the best sex she had ever experienced. She sighed softly, listening to Severus as he slept, his breathing even and soft. She wondered what would happen now.

Severus knew she was awake. He had sensed it and had felt her fingers on his hair. He wondered if she was in pain. His cock hardened as he thought of her, lying in his bed, naked. The memory of her nipples made his mouth water. Slowly, he turned to face her, raising himself up on his elbow to look at her.

Hermione turned to look at him and smiled softly.

‘Did I wake you?’ she asked him.

‘I sleep little, so no, you did not wake me.’

He looked down at her face and explored it, first with his eyes, taking in her full lips and soft skin, and then staring into her deep amber eyes, so open and honest. He lifted his hand and traced her cheekbones with his fingertips softly, passing his thumb over her bottom lip and tracing her top lip with his index finger. As he reached the bow of her mouth, her tongue snaked out and licked it, and he smiled at her.

‘When did you grow up, Miss Granger?’ he murmured, his voice smooth and sexy.

Hermione smiled at him and placed her hand on his chest, teasing the hairs that curled around his pale pink nipples and tracing a line down to his navel with her nails.

‘About four hours ago, I think.’ She looked up and caught his eye. Amusement shone in them, and he couldn’t stop the grin from spreading across his face.

‘You were quite amazing, witch,’ he said softly, his grin softening to a smile.

‘You too.’ She smiled and felt suddenly shy. Was she really having this conversation with her ex-Potions master?

‘Hermione,’ he breathed, staring at her face and willing her to look him in the eye.

‘Yes, Severus?’ She looked up at him and he held her gaze intently.

‘I want to eat you. If that is acceptable to you?’ he whispered softly, his hand pushing the covers from her breasts and his fingertips gently caressing her erect nipples.

‘Eat me?’ Hermione looked puzzled for a moment, and his eyebrow arched comically until the penny dropped. ‘Oh… Oh, I see…’ she smiled at him.

‘I think I will assume that is a yes.’ He chuckled softly and bent his head to hers, kissing her deeply and sensuously, sliding his tongue into her wet and willing mouth.

His hand slipped beneath the covers, drifting across her abdomen and down to her soft pussy, where his fingers parted her labia gently, and he wet his fingertips in her juices. Slowly, he probed and found her clitoris, circling the erect nub softly. Hermione gasped into his mouth, and he smiled. She was very responsive to his touch, and he wondered how loud he could make her scream. Severus slid his body over hers, his tongue still playing in her mouth, her hands running gently over his shoulders and lingering as she felt his scars. He lifted his head slightly, and she looked at him with tears in her eyes.

‘It was so cruel,’ she whispered, and two small tears ran from the corners of her eyes.

‘It’s over, witch. This is what matters now.’ Severus felt his heart expand a little at her tears for him and bent his head to hers again, pushing his tongue firmly into her mouth and reminding her that he was here, he was alive, and he was about to make her come deliciously. He lifted his head and ran his tongue across her throat, kissing her tender flesh softly as he moved over to her full breasts. He lingered on her nipples and lavished them with kisses, small licks, and tiny bites that had her running her hands through his hair and gasping. He didn’t want her to come without his lips on her pussy, so he lifted his head and licked a trail over her belly, circling her navel and making her giggle softly until he buried his head in her crotch, hooking his forearms under her slim thighs, bending her knees slightly.

He lifted his head and saw her propped up on her elbows, watching him.

‘No one has ever done this for me before,’ she said softly, her innocence obvious despite her twenty-eight years.

‘Then we are both fortunate tonight.’ He smiled at her, his eyes bright. The thought that he was the first was an aphrodisiac to him, and he licked his lips softly.

‘Forgive me.’ Severus looked at her and paused slightly. He closed his eyes and thought ‘Accio Wand’ silently. With a swift grasp, he caught his flying wand in mid-air and Hermione laughed loudly.

‘What are you going to do with that?’ She was still grinning at him.

Severus smiled at her slowly. ‘Lumos,’ he whispered, and his wand lit up, casting light over Hermione’s nether regions. She blushed furiously.

‘Do you have to?’ she asked softly, her eyes closed with embarrassment.

‘Yes, I have to. You are beautiful. All over.’ He sighed and looked intently at her pussy, her soft pink labia curled and glistening, her clitoris peeking softly at the top of her vulva, juices dripping a little from her tight opening. ‘And I like to see what I am eating…’ He smirked as Hermione's eyes widened at his words.

Hermione closed her eyes again as he started to kiss the soft flesh of her thigh, running his tongue up to her labia then back again until she began to push her pussy towards his mouth. Severus watched her face, and when he knew she couldn’t be teased any longer, he ran his tongue along the length of her labia and lingered on her clitoris, gently flicking it with his tongue.

‘Oh, gods!’ Hermione cried out with pleasure. What an incredible feeling it was! And he didn’t stop. He licked at her lips and thrust his tongue into her vagina, drinking her juices and forcing her body to create fresh ones with each sweep of his tongue. He paused and planted soft kisses along her lips, and then he took her clitoris between his lips and sucked hard. Hermione moaned, her elbows slipped and she fell backwards, pushing her hips forwards and covering his face with her pussy. Severus pulled back slightly, lifting her hips off the bed and holding her in one place with his arms as his mouth and tongue went to serious work. He found his own rhythm as she began to writhe around under his grasp, her juices making her slick as he gently but quickly caressed her clit with his tongue over and over again.

Hermione felt hot all over and writhed on the bed, her head tossing from one side to the other as she gasped and moaned. Her hands were clenching the bedclothes tightly and her legs began to shudder violently around his face. She gasped loudly, her head tipped back and her eyes tightly shut as she concentrated on what he was doing to her. She felt her orgasm starting deep within her pussy and started to buck her hips forwards and back.

‘Oh Severus! Oh… oh god, god… fuck… fuck… Oh, FUCK!’ she screamed and thrust her pussy at him with such force he had to use all of his strength to hold her in place as he drank her come greedily, slowly licking each drop as her tremors subsided, and she collapsed spent on the bed.

Severus wiped his mouth gently and smiled as he looked at her, spread-eagled on the bed, her pussy throbbing from her orgasm, her eyes closed, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath. He crawled slowly up her body and entered her smoothly as she gasped.

‘Oh Severus, yes,’ she murmured in agreement as he started to move slowly inside her. She felt so hot and tight. His need for her increased with each thrust, and he pushed himself up on his arms. He had planned to go slow, but fuck that, he thought as he looked at her. Her eyes were half open and languid, her mouth slack, a small smile permanently fixed after her orgasm. He started to pound into her with force, his body taking on a life of its own as he felt her contract against his length. The head of his cock was meeting her cervix, and he grunted, threw his head back, and increased his pace.

‘Oh, fuck… Hermione! Oh gods!!!’ he shouted out as he exploded, hot jets of come hitting her insides as she squeezed her vagina tightly around his hard length, revelling in the feel of him. Hermione wrapped her legs around his, holding him in place so he couldn’t withdraw, her arms around his waist, hands softly caressing his buttocks. He collapsed on top of her, panting hard, beads of sweat on his forehead as he kissed her neck softly.

‘You are amazing,’ he whispered.

Neither of them remembered falling asleep, but when they awoke, the sun was shining through the bedroom curtains.