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Adult ++
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6
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23,323
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19
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Chapter 6
None of the characters are mine, they belong to J K Rowling.
Hermione shuddered, seeing how his eyes glinted. She wondered what he was going to do next-hopefully it wouldn’t be too strenuous, she was feeling exhausted. Surely he must be getting tired too?
Severus didn’t have the energy to play the game any more that evening. He wasn’t a young man, and he was knackered.
“Well, I’m afraid you’re punishment will have to wait-we should both get some sleep before tomorrow arrives.” Severus raised himself off Hermione, and lay next to her, releasing her from her chains. She sat up, and rubbed her wrists where the chains had been. Her arms seemed much lighter now.
Severus pulled her down into his arms, snuggling her against his chest, inhaling the scent of her hair. He wrapped his arms around her possessively and closed his eyes.
Hermione relaxed against his body, relishing the warm comfort she enjoyed so much. She loved being held by Severus-he was such a private man, and she was one of the very few people that ever got to see him this way, naked and open. It meant a lot to Hermione that he was this free with her. He may not have been the easiest man to get along with, and their fiery tempers occasionally clashed, resulting in huge arguments, but this more than made up for those moments.
They lay like this for a while, each lost to their own thoughts, before Severus broke the comfortable silence.
“Well, did you enjoy that, my dear? I’m sorry if I scared you at any point.”
“Yes, Severus, I did.” Hermione felt ashamed. She was supposed to be a good witch, and good witches weren’t supposed to enjoy being chained and whipped, she was sure.
Severus heard the hint of guilt in her voice, and his soothing voice reassured her. “There’s nothing wrong with having a good time, Hermione. You know you are free to let yourself go with me, I would never do anything to intentionally harm you, you mean too much to me for that.”
He felt Hermione’s hair move, tickling his nose. It meant she was nodding he presumed. He lifted his head slightly, and used his fingertips to tilt Hermione’s face towards him.
“Open your eyes, Hermione,” Severus gently instructed.
Hermione opened her eyes, and for the second time that night, she found herself gazing into the deep obsidian depths of Severus’ eyes. This time, instead of lust and wanting, all she could see in his eyes was love.
“I love you, Hermione, and I would do anything for you. I’m sorry things got a little out of control this evening, and I hope you did enjoy them, and don’t regret participating. Making love to you is the most amazing sensation in the world, and I will never ever stop loving you. Sometimes though, all I want to do is fuck you, to prove, to myself mainly, that I have some level of control in this relationship-things have moved so fast, and sometimes I feel I don’t know what’s going on, but I know everything will be alright, because I have you at my side. No one has ever made me feel the way you make me feel. When I’m by your side, I feel whole, and when you aren’t with me, I feel like my whole world is crumbling away. You are my life, Hermione. Will you marry me?” Severus rushed the last sentence, staring intently at the person he hoped would soon be his fiancée, nervously awaiting her answer.
Hermione didn’t say anything for a few moments. Severus’ first sentence had taken her by surprise, never before had he told her he loved her. For a few seconds, she simply lay in his arms, staring into his eyes, as if in shock. When she realised the final thing Severus had said, his proposal, tears glistened in her eyes. Only in her wildest dreams had she imagined he would suggest marriage-in fact, she thought she would probably be the person to bring up the prospect of marriage, not him. She saw how tense Severus had become, and realised it had been a few moments since he had proposed, and was waiting to hear her answer.
“Of course I’ll marry you, Severus. There’s no one else in the world I’d rather marry-you are the one I have always wanted.” Hermione blushed. It was true. Sure, there was a time when she and Ron had…gotten together, but they both knew it wouldn’t work in the long term, and it ended pretty quickly, although they were still friends.
She gazed at the man who used to teach her potions, and realised that only by spending the rest of her life with him would she be happy. She pulled Severus’ body close to her own, and without breaking eye contact, kissed him softly.
It was the best kiss Severus had ever had, he thought as he closed his eyes, giving in to the wonderful sensation of Hermione’s luscious lips, and feeling the gentle heat of her tongue and mouth as their kiss deepened.
As the kiss ended, they both drew apart reluctantly. Hermione snuggled against Severus’ naked chest, breathing his scent in. He nuzzled her hair as she made herself comfortable, and pulled the duvet over both of them. They lay there, both ecstatic and lost in their own thoughts, until th
A/N
Sorry, I thought they two of them deserved a happy ending! Please read and review, let me know what you think. If you want a sequel, please let me know-the next possible chapter of this story depends on the readers, if there isn't enough interest, I won't write any more for this particular story.
Thanks for reading
xx
Hermione shuddered, seeing how his eyes glinted. She wondered what he was going to do next-hopefully it wouldn’t be too strenuous, she was feeling exhausted. Surely he must be getting tired too?
Severus didn’t have the energy to play the game any more that evening. He wasn’t a young man, and he was knackered.
“Well, I’m afraid you’re punishment will have to wait-we should both get some sleep before tomorrow arrives.” Severus raised himself off Hermione, and lay next to her, releasing her from her chains. She sat up, and rubbed her wrists where the chains had been. Her arms seemed much lighter now.
Severus pulled her down into his arms, snuggling her against his chest, inhaling the scent of her hair. He wrapped his arms around her possessively and closed his eyes.
Hermione relaxed against his body, relishing the warm comfort she enjoyed so much. She loved being held by Severus-he was such a private man, and she was one of the very few people that ever got to see him this way, naked and open. It meant a lot to Hermione that he was this free with her. He may not have been the easiest man to get along with, and their fiery tempers occasionally clashed, resulting in huge arguments, but this more than made up for those moments.
They lay like this for a while, each lost to their own thoughts, before Severus broke the comfortable silence.
“Well, did you enjoy that, my dear? I’m sorry if I scared you at any point.”
“Yes, Severus, I did.” Hermione felt ashamed. She was supposed to be a good witch, and good witches weren’t supposed to enjoy being chained and whipped, she was sure.
Severus heard the hint of guilt in her voice, and his soothing voice reassured her. “There’s nothing wrong with having a good time, Hermione. You know you are free to let yourself go with me, I would never do anything to intentionally harm you, you mean too much to me for that.”
He felt Hermione’s hair move, tickling his nose. It meant she was nodding he presumed. He lifted his head slightly, and used his fingertips to tilt Hermione’s face towards him.
“Open your eyes, Hermione,” Severus gently instructed.
Hermione opened her eyes, and for the second time that night, she found herself gazing into the deep obsidian depths of Severus’ eyes. This time, instead of lust and wanting, all she could see in his eyes was love.
“I love you, Hermione, and I would do anything for you. I’m sorry things got a little out of control this evening, and I hope you did enjoy them, and don’t regret participating. Making love to you is the most amazing sensation in the world, and I will never ever stop loving you. Sometimes though, all I want to do is fuck you, to prove, to myself mainly, that I have some level of control in this relationship-things have moved so fast, and sometimes I feel I don’t know what’s going on, but I know everything will be alright, because I have you at my side. No one has ever made me feel the way you make me feel. When I’m by your side, I feel whole, and when you aren’t with me, I feel like my whole world is crumbling away. You are my life, Hermione. Will you marry me?” Severus rushed the last sentence, staring intently at the person he hoped would soon be his fiancée, nervously awaiting her answer.
Hermione didn’t say anything for a few moments. Severus’ first sentence had taken her by surprise, never before had he told her he loved her. For a few seconds, she simply lay in his arms, staring into his eyes, as if in shock. When she realised the final thing Severus had said, his proposal, tears glistened in her eyes. Only in her wildest dreams had she imagined he would suggest marriage-in fact, she thought she would probably be the person to bring up the prospect of marriage, not him. She saw how tense Severus had become, and realised it had been a few moments since he had proposed, and was waiting to hear her answer.
“Of course I’ll marry you, Severus. There’s no one else in the world I’d rather marry-you are the one I have always wanted.” Hermione blushed. It was true. Sure, there was a time when she and Ron had…gotten together, but they both knew it wouldn’t work in the long term, and it ended pretty quickly, although they were still friends.
She gazed at the man who used to teach her potions, and realised that only by spending the rest of her life with him would she be happy. She pulled Severus’ body close to her own, and without breaking eye contact, kissed him softly.
It was the best kiss Severus had ever had, he thought as he closed his eyes, giving in to the wonderful sensation of Hermione’s luscious lips, and feeling the gentle heat of her tongue and mouth as their kiss deepened.
As the kiss ended, they both drew apart reluctantly. Hermione snuggled against Severus’ naked chest, breathing his scent in. He nuzzled her hair as she made herself comfortable, and pulled the duvet over both of them. They lay there, both ecstatic and lost in their own thoughts, until th
A/N
Sorry, I thought they two of them deserved a happy ending! Please read and review, let me know what you think. If you want a sequel, please let me know-the next possible chapter of this story depends on the readers, if there isn't enough interest, I won't write any more for this particular story.
Thanks for reading
xx