Severus\'s Trip

He reappeared in his library, Hermione was still on the couch where he had left her. Her breathing had returned to normal, as she lay looking at the ceiling with both hands in her stomach.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“Yes I’m fine. More angry then anything.”

“That’s understandable.” He said. “May I see?”

She sat up slowly making room for him to sit down, then tilted her head back. She felt his fingertips trace down her neck. “Any marks?” She asked.

“None, but then he only had you for about five seconds.”

“It felt longer.” She said.

“I saw him grab you, and I rushed forward. Trust me, no more then five seconds.”

She nodded then looked him in the eye. “Severus I’m so sorry.”

“For what?”

“For bringing you into this.”

“Has he done this before?”

“No he hasn’t.” She said. “He’s never don’t anything like this.”

“Then you couldn’t have known how he would behave.”

“If I had known he would have reacted like this I wouldn’t have brought you there” She looked about. “I guess it was stupid to try and get even with him.”

“What did he do, that you had to come to me?”

She looked at the floor then at him, his eyes were curious but not angry or annoyed. “I found out about several other women. He said that men can have sex with women and not feel anything emotionally, but for women its different. If they see other men its because they have feelings and that’s cheating. He, for the most part, asked me to turn a blind eye to those others because they didn’t mean anything to him so they shouldn‘t mean anything to me either. I told him I wouldn‘t. He went off again for a game and once again, there was a woman. When I asked him yet again, why he would do something like that to me, he told me to mind my own business. He wanted me to be devoted to him in every way, yet I‘m supposed to agree with him having as many groupies as he wants.”

“He’s right on only one count.” Even as he said it, Hermione knew he wasn’t defending Ron.

“Which one?” She asked, genuinely curious about Ron’s intentions.

“Men can have sex with a woman and have no emotional attachment. I know many men who are capable of this. But then again it’s also true of women as well. I know a few women who would rather not form attachments but still have needs.” Hermione nodded. She knew all about those needs. One of which Severus had awakened in her that very night. “Both sexes are equally selfish. Ron’s fails to realize this fact, most likely a gift from his mother. She is the standard in his eye, the template that all women need to aspire to. Any woman who doesn‘t is then subject to less then chivalrous behavior.”

“Is Ron is looking at his mother as the standard, then shouldn’t he look to his father as the standard for male behavior?”

“He is.” Hermione looked blank for only a moment.

“WHAT?! Surely your not saying…..”

“Hermione, it is an ugly truth, but maybe one you need to know about. Most pureblood men will take their sons to a brothel when they come of age to make them men. No man wants to be laughed during his first sexual experience, so it is common place to enlist the services of a professional to instruct their sons.”

“Alright but Mr. Weasley is married now, surely even after that he can see his father…….”

“Every time Weasley senior brings one of his sons to become a man, he partakes in a woman himself. Other times also.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’ve seen it.”

“When?”

“At a bachelor party.”

“Whose?”

“Hermione, if I tell you, this must not get out.”

“I promise.”

“Lucius’s.”

“What, but I thought……”

“Hermione, a long time ago, before things got ugly, we were simply a young group of men who got along. Arthur was the first one married, but he took part wholeheartedly in the party. Now seeing as how a friend of mine runs the Knockturn Ally brothel that Weasley takes his sons to, I know for a fact that he obtains one for himself as well. Granted he had never had a mistress of a longtime paramour that I know of, he has only taken up with professionals and only on the one occasion.”

She looked away. So many things seemed like lies.

“Hermione, not all men are like this. I don’t approve at all. I am not one of those men who would be dishonest to his wife, or to the woman in his life. That’s one of the reasons I have yet to marry, when nearly every man in the country my age already has a family. I believe relationships should be exclusive. My own parents did nothing but fight. When I marry I want a faithful loving relationship.” He moved closer to her, “I want a woman to love me. Ron just wants women to want him. His youth was nothing but assumptions of being Potters sidekick. Potter got all the attention. He’s the youngest of 6 boys, always the baby boy, always the last to get what he wants. Now he’s seen in his own light. He’s a star Quiddich player and the women are flocking to him for him this time. Not because of who he’s with or pity. These women are happy with what scrapes of affection he tosses them, and they build up his ego, just like groupies have been doing for years. He’s enjoying it. And while he may want you, he’s not ready for a relationship, Hermione, that’s his only problem. That and his arrogance.”

“I just…….” She got up and paced in front of the fire.

“Go on.” He told her from the couch.

She looked back at him, suddenly brave. “I wanted him to realize what he threw away.”

“Hermione, he won’t.” Severus stood and walked to her. Taking her shoulders in his hands. “If he knew anything about the kind of woman he had, he never would have let you slip from his fingers in the first place, he never would have assaulted you the way he did, and he sure as hell would have partaken in every delicious treat you have to offer.”

Hermione blushed at his bold reference. No one had ever spoken to her like that. He leaned down and gently kissed her, his lips barely moved. When he pulled away, he brushed his cheek against hers. “You’re beautiful.” Her face grew hot. “Has anyone ever said that to you?” She shook her head slightly. “You are Hermione, beautiful in every sense of the word.” He shifted to look her in the eye. “Come upstairs with me.” She knew what he was asking. He was still, waiting or her. She had never wanted anymore more then she did at that moment. She nodded.

Severus took her hand and led her out of the library up a flight of stairs. The house was beautiful but she was only paying attention to Severus’s warm hand holding hers as he guided her into his bedroom. It was lit by a few candles, but when he stoked the fireplace to life she could see dark wood and dark emerald shades of green.

His bed was a huge four poster with a thick green comforter. She ran her hands over the blanket feeling the softness, then turned to Severus.

He walked toward her and in one fluid movement shed his outer robes and tossed them over a chair then took her hands in his and kissed her knuckles, helping her sit on the bed.

He knelt before her and slid her shoes off her feet, before kicking off his own along with his socks. Keeping his eyes on hers, he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside.
He was in his black trousers and a plain white t shirt, just as he was earlier. Almost.

He reached up and pulled his hair loose. When the black locks fell free she wove her hands in the curtain of silk. She had always loved his hair, and had often dreamed of running her hands through it.

Dropping her hands, she pulled the t shirt off his frame and dropped it on the floor. Severus pulled her into a hug and kissed her gently, while he unzipped her dress pushing it down to her waist and off her hips, letting it pool on the ground. She stepped out of it and lifted her arms. Severus hugged her tightly and lifted her off the floor, placing her on the bed on her back as he knelt above her.

He lifted her leg and hooked it on his shoulder, slowly sliding her stocking off her leg, kissing her ankle as he discarded the nylon, then treated the other leg to the same attention. He kissed his way along her calf, her thigh, feeling her body shiver at the light touches. He kissed his way higher, over her stomach, in between her breasts, inhaling her perfume. He nuzzled her neck and made his way to her lips, kissing her gently as she arched her back so he could reach around and unhook her bra. He pulled it aside baring her breasts to his view. They were firm, and her nipples puckered with arousal, calling to him for contact.

He slid his hand up, cupping one buoyant globe in his hand, gently squeezing the softness. He rolled his thumb over her nipple and listened to her intake of breathe. Leaning down, he took the puckered flesh in his mouth, sucking her.

“Severus, that’s wonderful.” She arched her breasts into his mouth. Severus lifted an eyebrow as he freed himself from her offering, kissing his way to her lips again.

“So, my beauty likes to talk does she?” He said into her parted mouth.

“I’m sorry. I have a habit of that. I know it’s annoying.” She seemed more sorry then she let on.

“Don’t be sorry. I like to talk as well.” He said as he kissed her.

“You do?” Her curiosity was a surprising turn on for him.

“I find it quite an aphrodisiac to hear words of desire from my partner,” he whispered in her ear, while his other hand stroked her neck, “to know that I am pleasing her, and to be able to tell her that she pleases me,” he kissed her temple, “to let her know how much I want to touch her,” he kissed her cheek, “to tell her how much I love her hands on my own body, “ he kissed her neck, “to tell her how much I wish to engulf myself in her heat,” he gently sucked her neck, Hermione groaned at his words, “to tell her how much I like hearing the same from her,” he ran his tongue to her shoulder and back up her neck, “you are remarkable Hermione, I could devour you with my lips.”

“Severus……” she spoke in a half whisper and she sought out his eyes.

“Yes, my beautiful one?” He held her face in his hands as he looked at her.

“I want to touch you.” As she spoke her hands went to the waistband of his trousers.

“I will do anything you want Hermione.” He answered her, anxious to feel her delicate hands on his body, which was already hard.

She gave a small shove on his shoulders, rolling him to his back, and immediately went for the fastening, pulling the button and zipper down. Severus lifted his hips as she pulled his pants and shorts past his hips. She tossed them aside and looked at him. He was big, almost twice the size of Ron, and thick with a pulsing vein along the side. His hair was trimmed very short, almost to the point of being shaved. Severus watched as she took in every detail of his cock, then she looked at him.

“Severus?” she asked innocently.

“Yes?” He spoke calmly.

“You are circumcised?” It was not so much a question as a statement that would lead to another question.

“Yes.”

“Why?” He had been asked this before by the women he dated.

“Its cleaner this way, foreskin can hold sweat and precum, which leads to infection.” It was an answer he had given many times.

“I see.” She took him in her hand, barely able to wrap her fingers completely around. “Your warm.”

“Yes, I am.” Her observations were driving him mad, she took her time, looking at him, stroking him and feeling his skin.

“Severus?”

“Yes?”

“I had thought I might touch you, but I think I want to do something else, if that’s alright with you.”

“What might that be?”

She looked him in the eye and Severus knew raw lust when he saw it. “I want to suck your cock Severus.”

“You can do anything you want to me.” He relaxed and spread his legs so she could settle in between them. He reigned in his emotions. He had never needed to control himself before, no woman had driven him this way.

Hermione took him in both hands and ran her tongue up the underside of his cock. Severus arched back, taken by surprise. He was not expecting the feeling. When she got to the head, she took him in her mouth and slid up and down, rolling her tongue along his shaft.

She gripped him with both hands and stroked him and she slid up and down on his cock, sucking, and slurping at the saliva she was covering him in.

“My gods Hermione, you are a talented one.” He arched and gave in to every feeling he had. He dug his hands into her hair, feeling her head move as she sucked him. He threw his head back and groaned, not holding back as he usually did. He wanted her to hear every noise she brought out of him. “Woman, what have you done to me?”

Hermione heard every word and loved it. This was a man who responded to her, who let her know he enjoyed her. She listened to his noises, increased her movements when he groaned louder. She rolled her head back and forth and brought out a whole new set of moans from her new lover. That’s how she saw him. This was not one who wanted to fuck her, he wanted to experience this with her. He wanted her to know every feeling imaginable, and he wanted to be there with her. That was a lover in her eyes.

“Come here witch.” He got up and spun her around, setting her knees on either side of his head pulled her knickers to the side. “That’s what I want.” He said as he buried his face in her pussy. Hermione threw her head back at the sensations. Looking down, she swallowed him up as deep as she could until she gagged.

Severus was close to exploding, but kept it at bay by focusing on the pussy that was over him. Hermione had to be the most delicious witch he had ever put tongue to, and he was going to partake in it as much as he could.

“Severus…….oh god Severus………I need………….” Her hips were grinding his face, trying to take his tongue deeper.

Severus knew that need all too well. He was flooded in it himself. He hoisted Hermione up and flipped her on her back, his face was covered in her juice but seeing it made the heat worse for Hermione.

“Severus.” She reached out for him and he lost it. He grabbed the thong she wore and tore it off, snapping the sides to get to her, she gave a gasp but did nothing, merely opened her thighs to him. He covered her body and guided his cock her to pussy, plunging inside her.

“OH FUCK!” Hermione screamed out as he submerged himself.

“OH GODS!!!!!” Severus yelled at the same time as Hermione. “Woman I have never felt a pussy like yours before.” His words brought a flood from the very part he spoke of. “Shit, you liked hearing that didn’t you?” She groaned as he began a slow rhythm in and out of her sinking fully. “You have enough depth for all of me, I’ve never been able to sink completely before.”

“Severus, more……please…….” she groaned out clutching to him.

“Anything for you my lovely.” Without another word, he plunged into her at rapid speed, her body thrown all over creation, her hair becoming a wild mess, her breasts bounced before his eyes. “My gods woman your beautiful. I could stay inside you forever.”

She reached up and shoved on his shoulders. He was taken back as he was pushed off her to the side, thinking he had done or said something wrong. “Hermione……” She silenced him with a kiss, a hard demanding kiss while she mounted his body, reaching down while she plundered his mouth, she guided his cock back inside her.

She sat up and looked down at him. He held on to her hips and rocked her.

“Severus.” She said to him with a bite in her tone.

“Yes?” his movements had stilled.

She leaned over him and brushed her breasts against his chest, whispering in his ear, “Women like control too.” With lightning fast movements she grabbed his arms and pinned them above his head, leaning on them as her hips began to move. Severus could have easily overpowered her, but there was something incredibly hot about how she had him at her mercy and the visual of her above him pleasuring herself with his body was amazing. His heart was pounding, watching her as she closed her eyes, threw her head back and rode him like an animal.

She looked down at him, “Severus your body is amazing.” He almost blushed. He had spent his sexual life complimenting women and making them feel desired, no one had ever spoken to him that way. He slightly averted his eyes. Hermione was amused, he took advantage of his head being turned and leaned down, still moving her hips, “Don’t you like to hear that, how your body makes me feel, how powerful and sexual you are? How you make my blood boil and my cunt drip.” He groaned, her words bringing him to a heightened state. This witch was nothing like he imagined. “You are such a man Severus, you make my pussy ache with need,” he moaned, “you make my heart throb,” he rubbed his cheek against hers, “you make me want to fuck you to exhaustion.” He exhaled in her ear, “I’m close Severus, I’m going to cum all over your cock.” He moaned again, his cock jumped inside her. She sat completely up and the view he had of her whole body was amazing, She rocked her hips harder and harder, fucking him wildly. He reached down and using his thumb, rubbed her clit, “FUCK…..” she screamed out, but it made her move faster. She looked at him, her eyes wide and she approached her peak. He kept rubbing her clit, her nipples began to pucker and her pussy tightened down on him.

“Yes, Hermione, let me feel all of it.” His voice was all she needed. She leaned down and buried her face in his neck, grunting as she thrust her hips hard over his cock. He felt her flood of fluids over his cock and flowing over his balls and she shuddered over him. Severus listened to her breathing slow and whispered in her ear, “Did that feel good Hermione?” A groan was his only response.

“Oh yes, Severus it felt divine,” he held her waist and flipped her onto her back, she was limp and tired but kept her legs wrapped around him, “let me feel everything Severus.”

“Anything you want.” He hooked her legs under his arms and gripped her shoulders. “Tell me if it’s too much.” She nodded.

He drew back and plunged into her, Hermione let out a gasp at the depth, her legs tightened around his arms holding him tight. Severus began to plunge in and out of her at rapid speed, tearing her pussy apart. “More Severus…..more.” She clung to his shoulders. “I want to feel you cum inside me……faster!”

Severus gripped her waist tight, most assuredly hard enough to leave bruises. He pulled her down on his cock as he fucked her harder and harder, moving faster, her sweat covered breasts bouncing before his eyes in a frenzy.

“Fuck, woman.” He groaned out and his movements became hard, he began grunting.

“Oh gods Severus…….” She was gasping, her head back and he rode her body.
His thrusting became sharp as he thrust deep, a growl coming from his throat. “Yes Severus….let me feel it” He wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in her neck. Hermione held her lover tight as he drove his body into hers, Severus growled in her ear and his body gave a hard sharp thrust that nearly lifted her off the bed. Hermione gasped as she felt the head of his cock expand in her body when he spilled his cum inside her. Another sharp thrust, then another, followed by a few light ones and Severus collapsed on top of her, panting for all he was worth. His arms were twitching, she could feel the weight of his body go dead, but she loved it. Ron had always rolled off her. She loved the contact of Severus on top of her. She ran her hands up and down his back, he was covered in sweat, they both were. Hermione closed her eyes and her hands explored his body again. His arms were out on either side of her, his hips still nestled in between her thighs, his chest covering hers.

She placed a light kiss on his shoulder.

He forced himself to get up but her arms stopped him. “Please don’t, I love you here.” He nodded and laid back down again, turning his head so he could rest it in her shoulder. He reached up with his other hand and brushed his knuckles along her jaw. Her fingers played with his hair.

“Feel better?” He asked her.

“Oh yes.” She closed her eyes and gave a satisfied smile.

Severus chuckled lightly. “I’m glad.”

He turned her on her side and spooned himself behind her. Something else Hermione never experienced, Ron slept on his back and couldn’t stand it when she tried to cuddle him. To be held close to someone else made Hermione feel wanted. She slept soundly.