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Hermione rose from her desk, her shoulders and lower back ached, absent minded she stretch her arms around her sides and rubbed her lower back. Looking at the clock on her desk she sighed with relief. 17:25 flashed in a day-glo green... she could escape. The research was going well, but hunching over books and Ministry Census results for the last fifty years was playing havoc with her back. Grabbing her bag she made her way out of her office, and walked the short distance to the floo point.

“Spinners End,” she muttered.

Severus sat at his desk, writing up the latest set of research notes. Glancing at the mantle time piece, a lazy smile graced his lips. His wife would be home soon. He tidied away all his paperwork and rose from his desk, walking slowly across the room.

Hermione was so tired that she half walked half fell into the sitting room at Spinners End. She was prevented from falling completely by the warm, strong arms that had caught her mid-fall.

“You’re pushing yourself too hard my love,” the sound of his voice was like a soothing balm to her tired mind and body. She relaxed into his embrace, and then felt him lift her from the ground.

Severus knew exactly what Hermione needed. Tender loving care was what her fatigued body and mind needed. It was all well and good that his wife was still an independent soul, but he loved these moments, when she was too tired to resist, and he could demonstrate just how much he loved her. He made his way from the sitting room to the small bathroom at the back of the house, glad in many ways that the bathroom had been added many years after the house was built and was therefore situated on the ground floor.

He lowered Hermione gently down to the floor, placed a small kiss on her forehead and then proceeded to prepare a bath for his wife. Once the bath had been drawn, and the mixture of 13 herbs added to the water, to aid relaxation, he turned his attention to his wife. Slowly and gently he unbuttoned her blouse, placing small kisses on each freshly exposed piece of skin, once the blouse was removed, he turned his attention to her bra. Skilled fingers made short work of unclipping the bra, and he slowly slid the garment from her body. Her skirt and knickers soon followed her blouse and bra on to the floor. Picking her up once more he gently lowered her into the water. Hermione let a small sigh escape her lips.

“Are you going to join me Severus?”

“If you wish my little nymph.”

“I’d like that very much.”

With a quick flick of his wand, Severus charmed the bath to enlarge slightly. He then made short work of divesting his body of his clothes and joined his wife in the warm water.

“Now you have me in here with you, what can I do for you?”

“My shoulders would appreciate some skilful manipulation by your expert fingers... if you would like to, that is.”

Without further ado, Severus’ skilled fingers began to manipulate the tight muscles of Hermione’s shoulder, slowly easing the tension. When he was satisfied that her shoulders were once more relaxed, he worked his way down to her lower back, stopping periodically to lavish attention where it was most needed. Hermione leaned back into Severus’s lean body. Without a word the dextrous fingers that had so successfully manipulated her back snaked around her body and found her breasts and nipples. Slowly they caressed the full breasts before turning their attention to the nipples, gently pinching then tweaking them to a peak.

“Oh gods, Severus, that’s divine,” she gasped. She turned her head slightly to find his lips; Severus leaned in towards her and planted a soft kiss upon her lips. Going lower, he placed tiny butterfly kisses on her neck whilst his fingers wandered lower down her body, gently caressing the small swell of her belly and finding the curls that covered her most intimate area. Hermione groaned as she arched her back.

“Shhhh my love, tonight is all about you,” he half whispered, half purred to her.

Those clever fingers of his sought her nub of pleasure and began to manipulate her clit. Hermione was lost to the pleasure her husband was giving her, gently rocking her pelvis against his hand.

“Oh... yes... that’s it... just like that...” she groaned as Severus began to work her clit slightly harder, lost in the moment it didn’t take Hermione long to climax.

“Oh... Merlin Severus!” she screamed as her climax reverberated through her whole body, all conscious thought lost, as she soared on a wave of ecstasy. Severus pulled her close to him, wrapping her up in his arms as she slowly returned to coherent thought.

Moments later, Severus was slowly drying his wife’s body. As he dried her body his lips placed kisses upon the warm, exposed flesh. Hermione looked down into her husbands eyes as he knelt in front of her drying her legs, she noticed a wicked twinkle in his eyes as his mouth opened slightly and his tongue licked up the inside of her thigh. She groaned as his tongue found her clit and swirled around it expertly. Hermione lowered herself to the floor and placed a kiss upon her husband’s lips, whilst her fingers sought his cock.

“I want you inside me, husband of mine,” she murmured into his ear.

Her fingers enclosed his now turgid cock and worked slowly up and down, twisting slightly at the head each time. Severus groaned and gently pushed her so she lay on the ground. Positioning himself between her legs, with his cock at her entrance, he pushed himself into her. Both sighed as he sheathed himself completely within, he waited for a minute before pulling out slightly only to push into her once more. They soon found their rhythm and were rocking against each other, seeking a joint release of pleasure. It didn’t take long for them both to climax, Hermione first quickly followed by Severus. Sated and relieved they lay in a shared bliss for a few minutes before retiring to the bedroom for a well earned rest.