Mother In Law From Hell!

A/N: Some of you guessed what Hermione was going to say and of course
she is going to say it





A/N: Some of you
guessed what Hermione was going to say and of course she is going to say
it. I needed her to be one because it
kind of helps the unspoken loneliness they both share. Now if you wanted a more experienced
Hermione, lets give these two about month together and I am sure the Sex Master
will accommodate your needs.
*winks* Sorry about the evil
cliff hanger. I just needed a break in
writing the smut.

 

 

 

A big thanks to snapesbbwlover for beta
reading. She is amazing!

 

Hugs,

Corazon

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Golden Thread

 

 

 

“Go on.”

 

“I am a - ” she
looked at him for a second and then looked down at the floor, “virgin.” Before she could completely remove boxeboxer
shorts, she brought her hands back to her lap and rested them on her legs,
waiting for him to respond.

 

“What are you saying
Hermione? Have you changed your mind?”
he asked, hoping beyond hope this was not true.

 

“Oh no,” she
squeaked quickly. “I just don’t want
you to be disappointed.”
sp; sp;

“Hermione,” he said,
pulling her off the bed so she was standing in front of him. She looked up at him and he quickly claimed
her mouth, hungrily. She could taste
herself in his kiss, making her even wetter between her legs. Pulling back, he had a wicked desire in his
eyes. “For a pureblood wizard to take a
virgin bride is tru nob noble gesture on her part.” She smiled at him before he claimed her mouth again.

 

Lifting her back
onto the bed, he removed his boxer shorts and lay on top of her. Carefully positioning himself between her
slender legs, he slowly stroked his erection along her wet entrance. With her hips slightly bucking to meet him,
she gasped.

 

“You know it will
hurt,” he asked in a low growl, clearly trying to control his need to thrust hard
into her. She nodded while biting her
bottom lip. Entering her with a slow,
short thrusts, he felt how tight she was.
“Oh gods,” he moaned, slowly entering her more deeply. Feeling her barrier, he slowly pushed
through it, breaking it, then paused to give her time to adjust.

 

Sucking in a quick
breath of air, her nails dug into his shoulders, breaking the skin.

 

Putting all of his
weight on her, he placed his lips to her ear as his hair brushed against her
neck. “It will hurt for a little bit, but I won’t move until you’re ready,” he
whispered. She could only nod, pulling
him closer. The pain was sharp, but
feeling him inside her brought a new sense of pleasure. From the pain, her walls slightly spasmed at
the intrusion, but readily accepted him.


 

Quicker than she
thought, the pain lessened and she pulled his head up so his mouth was lined up
with hers.

 

“Make love to me my
husband,.” she said softly.

 

“Anything you wish
my wife,.” he responded. He pulled out
of her gradually and gently entered her again, allowing her to get used to him
and for her to set the rhythm. His body
laid on hers, holding her close while kissing her deeply. Her hips slowly rose up to meet his. “Damn you feel good,” he whispered, looking
into her eyes.

 

Her legs wrapped
tightly around his legs as their slow thrusts continued. She was so tight, so warm that he had to
convince himself not to loose control, yet.
He had never had anything so pure that he again swore he was going to do
this right. Leaning on his elbows, he
took one breast into his mouth and began to suck and bite the nipple. Her back arched in response while letting
out a moan of pleasure.

 

Staying inside of
her, he leaned further back so that he was kneeling. He raised her hips to continue meeting his thrusts. He never realized how slender or how
delicate her body was. She was such a
strong confident woman, but now all he wanted to do was to experience the
hidden pleasures that only a husband and wife share.

 

Raising her arms, he
gently pulled her so she was straddling him.
He repositioned his legs so he was sitting down. Looking eye to eye, she began to move,
raising her body off of him, she slowly lowered herself back onto him. Soft moans and cries escaped both their lips
with every move they made. Her arms
were wrapped tightly around his shoulders, holding him close, while his one
hand was on the small of her back and his other reaching for her nub.

 

He slowly began to
stroke it, causing her to thrust a little faster. “Do you like that?” he asked in a sexy growl.

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“Oh yes,” she
breathed, moving harder on to him. He
continued rubbing and stroking her nub, causing her moans to increase.

 

“I want you to cum
again,” he said while biting her neck.
“I want to feel you cum with me inside you.”

 

“Yes…yes…” she
breathed, thrusting harder. He met her
thrusts and together, they began moving faster and harder. He fully control her body, filling her with
each thrusts, making the fire burn hotter inside of her with each stroke. Her hips began to buck quickly as her walls
began to clamp and spasm around his erection.
“OH Severus!” she cried, looking him in the eye.

 

“Let it come,” he
whispered, stroking her nub harder and faster.
Her cries were loud as she came hard, milking his shaft. He slowed his strokes, but didn’t stop. He wanted her second orgasm to last as long
as possible.

 

She was breathless
as she collapsed her head into the hollow part of his neck, holding him
tight. His was still thrusting into her
slowly. Remaining in her, he carefully
he laid her back down and continued thrusting into her.

 

He could hold back
no more. He began to thrust deep into
her, filling her completely. He didn’t
want to hurt, bu, but his control was gone as he started slamming into
her. Holding his upper body up on his
hands, he watched her carefully with each powerful thrust, making sure he
wasn’t hurting her.

 

She felt his
powerful thrusts and answered him back by bucking her hips up to meet his. Her body had experienced a pleasure she had
only read about and now she wanted him to be pleasured.

 

His eyes worked
their way down to her breasts.
Suddenly, she cried out, having another orgasm. Taking him by surprise, her walls began to
milk him again, but this time it triggered his release. Thrusting into her hard, he cried out in a
deep, moan as his body shivered, spilling into her.

 

Collapsing onto her,
they both fought to catch their breath.

 

~*~*~*~*~

 

“We want to see
Hermione!” said Harry in a very demanding voice.

 

“Harry, she is busy
teaching class,” reassured Albus. “When
she is finished, I will have her come to the Great Hall where you, Ron, and
Mrs. Granger can visit with her.”

 

Harry, Ron, and
Hermione’s mother had read about her marriage in the Daily Prophet. All three were shocked beyond recognition
and had immediately set off for Hogwarts.


 

Mrs. Granger was in
tears. “How could she do this to
me? I was supposed to help her plan her
wedding,” she cried.

 

Ron rolled his
eyes. “I just hope we’re not too late
to stop her.”

 

“What do you mean
Ron? She’s already married him,”
snapped Harry.

 

“I know, but if she
doesn’t consummate the marriage within the first 48 hours, it is null and
void.”

 

Mrs. Granger stopped
crying when she heard this. “Is this
true Harry?”

 

“I wouldn’t
know. When I got married, we didn’t
wait 48 hours,” he blushed.

 

“Professor
Dumbledore,” said Ron, “Do you have the marriage contract?”

 

“Actually I
do.” The Headmaster pulled it out from
his robes and handed the contract to Ron.

 

“See there,” he
cried, “The string is still cotton. We
made it just in time!” Ron explained to
them about the cotton string. All three
looked relieved and sat down at the Gryffindor table and waited.

 

They had been
visiting for about an hour when Mrs. Granger looked down at the wedding
contract. “Um Harry, why has the
contract turned gold?”

 

“Oh shit!” cried
Ron.

 

~*~*~*~*~

 

Severus and Hermione
were holding each other in silence, neither one knowing what to say. There was a crack at her fireplace and a
scroll rolled out. He reached for his
wand and said, “Accio scroll.” It came
flying into his hand.

 

Upon opening and
reading it, he announced, “Mister Potter, Mister Weasley and you mother are
here. The Headmaster is requesting our
presences in the Great Hall immediately.”

 

They both sat up and
looked at each other. He raised an
eyebrow before speaking. “This is
forever you know,.” he said, waiting for some type of reaction.

 

She raised a mock
eyebrow to his. “Yes, it is.” she
purred, trying not to blush.

 

“I can be a
bastard.”

 

“I know and I can be
a Know It All.”

 

“I know.” They both smiled before leaning into each
other for one more kiss before getting out of bed.

 

~*~*~*~*~

 

The students were
already filling up the hall for dinner when Hermione proudly entered the Great
Hall on her husband’s arm.

 

“Hermione!” cried
Harry, Ron, and Mrs. Granger. They ran
to her to see if she was all right.

 

“I can’t believe you
had sex with Snape!” Ron said in a low disgusted voice.

 

“Hermione, tell me
this is some sort of mistake!” demanded Harry.

 

“Oh my sweet
innocent daughter!” cried her mother.
Hermione rolled her eyes and slowly shook her head.

 

“Will the three of
you shut up?” she hissed.

 

“Tell me you love
him,” demanded her mother. “Tell me you
honestly love him and I will support you in this marriage.”

 

“I can’t do that
mother,” she said. The three stared at
her.

 

“I knew it!” cried
Ron. “The greasy git forced you into
this!”

 

“Ron, shut up!” she
yelled. “Mother, when I married
Severus, I was not in love with him, but,” she smiled, “I am falling in love
with him.”

 

Ron and Harry froze
with their mouths open. “How can you
say that?” asked Harry.

 

“Yea, how can you
say that, even after you had sex with him?”
Both cringed at the thought.

 

“Well, if you must
know, my husband is not only a Master of Potions, he is also Master of Sex,”
she beamed with pride, fully meaning every word she said.

  ThatThat was too much
information,” said Harry, holding his hand up to stop her from saying anything
else. Her mother burst into tears again
while Ron was truly speechless.

 

“Listen and listen
good,” Hermione said sternly, “Severus Snape is my husband and I am his
wife. You will accept it. Do you understand?”

Like three little
kids, they nodded yes.

 

“Good, now let’s get some dinner. I seemed to have worked up an
appetite.” Harry and Ron shuttered
again, but didn’t dare say a word.

 

Severus escorted his
wife to her place and pulled the chair out for her. After seating her, he sat down beside her. Leaning over to her, he whispered, “Are you
really falling in love with me?”

 

She reached up and
brushed back the hair that was covering his right eye. Taking a deep breath and looking into his
eyes, she answered honestly, “Yes, I am.”

 

He smiled at her, pleased
that she had said that because he was falling in love with her too.

 

Maybe they were just
two lonely people who were hungry for companionship and found each other or
maybe they were really falling in love.
Either way, they each silently committed themselves to this marriage and
as honorable people, they were willing to honor their vows to each other.

 

 

 

 

The End

 

A/N: Thanks for joining me on this trip to the
altar with Severus and Hermione!

 

Hugs,

Corazon