I Have Many Skills

*** Chapter 5 *** Snape laughed a low chuckle and watched Tonks writhing. Even in the shock of sensation from his shaft suddenly enveloped in a slick firm hug, he couldn't take his eyes off. Tonks bounced up and down on him, gasping and clawing and writhing. Her breasts bounced from the rhythm and her throat let out tiny grunts in time with her thrusts. She was tight, and hot and he could feel himself filling her completely. But Tonks was on her own little joyride, so he decided to lean back and observe, almost removed from the scene. "You'll whittle it down to a nub if you keep that up," he snarked after a good long time. Tonks snapped out of her reverie and laughed. "Oh, there's way too much of you to whittle away. And damn, what stamina." "I didn't say you should stop," he chided, regretting that she'd ceased her motion when he spoke. "Oh, is that so?" she teased him. "You mean, like this?" and she began to ride him again, very slowly. Snape took hold of her hips and guided her. Slow and sensual, his nerve endings came alive. Tonks noticed the subtle shift in his demeanour and locked eyes with him. He smiled furtively and licked his lips. "Now you've got it," he coaxed her. The sound of his voice made her involuntarily squeeze his cock in response. He let out another throaty laugh. "Easy, now. Don't want to give it all away yet," he cooed; then took in a deep breath. Taking control of their pace, he began to thrust upward, deepening his penetration. Tonks closed her eyes and gave in to the sensa. S. She was on top, but he was in control. Snape placed her hands on his shoulders and stroked her back and thighs. He alternated his slow thrusts with a few quick jabs and squeezed her thighs. A spark travelled through her, as a second orgasm teased itself on the edge of her grasp. Tonks closed her eyes tighter and dug into his shoulders with her fingers. She heard fumbling on the seat from one of his hands, and opened her eyes to see him holding the rune from earlier. She opened her mouth to speak. But he silenced her with a soft wet kiss. He placed her arms around his neck and scooped her up, wrapping her legs around him. Tonks whined in frustration as he slid out of her. She was slippery and could see his cock was shiny and throbbing, aching for re-entry. He turned around and placed her on the seat, lifting her legs high up over his shoulders as he kneeled on the floor. Tonks eyes went wide as she watched him stroke himself and teasingly poke the head of his cock in and out of her. "I'm so close, Severus," she gasped. "Oh, please don't tease me." Snape bit one of her calves tenderly and continued his teasing. "So am I," he whispered. He licked her calf again and ran a finger up the back of her leg. She squirmed and jutted and tried to take him in deeper. But each time he pulled away. Tonks went to touch herself and he knocked her hand away. "Nooooooooo," he warned her. "I have something much better in mind." She whimpered and tried to touch herself again. He knocked her hand away again and held up the rune. Severus stroked himself some more, and nestled the base of his erection against her entrance, rubbing her clit with his shaft. She could feel the full weight of his member pushing against her but refusing to enter. She licked her palm and rubbed his head. A spurt of Precum squirted into her hand, inspiring another spark to shoot up her navel. Just when she thought she could bear it no more, he pulled back and plunged into her hard and deep. But he did not thrust. Holding steady, he gently parted her lips with two delicate fingers and placed the rune on her. Tonks was blinded by the sensation as it began to vibrate. She felt her clitoris harden, her stomach muscles tighten, her nipples came to attention, her thighs stiffened, her toes curled. Snape held the rune in place and pushed into her with a steady insistent rhythm. His sac bounced against her rear as he glided in and out of her, feeling the rune vibrate through her. Tonks' head began to spin as he thrust harder and faster. Her legs went wide and he responded, guiding her hand to keep the rune in place while he took hold of her ankles with each hand. Tonks' thighs began to tremble as her arousal built and his weight shifted into her. A sweat broke out on his body as he grasped her ankles tighter. The rune seemed to speed up with him. Snape closed his eyes and arched his back. His nostrils flared as he took in a deep breath. He slid in and out of her, building up speed and intensity into a pounding rhythm. Suddenly, he cast loose his grip and fell forward, releasing a delicate cry and crushing his lips into hers as he came. A fireball erupted inside her and spread from her centre to her navel, then to the tips of her toes and up to her head. Hugging him with her legs and arms, the rune slid to the floor as an orgasm consumed her body. Her hair turned straight black; her eyes rolled back and she blacked out. She came to a few moments later, her breathing slowed down but her heart still pounding. Snape was stroking her hairline with his fingertips, and tenderly nibbling her neck and jaw line. Tonks could feel her vaginal walls burning slightly from the intense friction. Her folds were swollen from desire and his softening penis was swimming in their combined juices as he rocked gently, prolonging their connexion until he finally slipped out of her. Tonks caressed his face and looked into his eyes. "Thank you," she said simply. "That was bloody fantastic." Snape stroked her black hair and contemplated how to reply. "My pleasure," he uttered softly, then grinned mischievously. "Of course, I had to find some way to rid you of that dreadful pink hair." Tonks pulled a face and pushed him off of her playfully. "Just for that..." she sneered, and screwed up her face and balled her fists. Bubblegum pink locks returned, spitefully and defiantly spiked. Standing up, she groped around for something to wipe herself off. She was sticky from the cocktail of his fluids mingling with her own. Quick on the uptake, Snape snatched up his wand and gave it a wave. She was clean, though still a bit wet, and her labia were swollen and tingling from the heavy workout she had just received. "Cheers," she grinned. "I oughtn't reward you for that...display," he mocked. "But it will help prevent pregnancy. Not as effective as a potion, of course," he instructed coolly. "So I suggest you take a contraceptive potion when you get home, to be absolutely certain." Tonks chuckled and shook her head. She marvelled at how he could switch gears so quickly, when she was still reeling from their encounter. Her cervix was actually gently hiccupping from orgasm though it was a few minutes later. Her legs unsteady, she wavered in her gait before slipping on her knickers and sitting down next to him. Severus wrapped an arm around her protectively and watched as she fell into his shoulder and curled up. It was very late-nearly dawn-and the mental and physical energy they'd expended finally caught up to her. He eased them into lying lengthwise on the seat and accio'd his robe to drape over the two of them. A momeaterater they were both asleep. *** A/N: Special thanks to MadelyneX (Ms. Duende) for pressuring me on a daily basis into finishing, and for all the lovely e-mails from people asking for an update. It really means a lot. Please leave reviews. Last chapter will be posted today or tomorrow.