#9 ~ The Snapes in the Family Way or Oh Baby!

Additional Chapter

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Chapter 6 ~ Show Me You Still Want Me

Severus looked down at his panting wife, his dark eyes full of concern and worry. Hermione was such a stubborn witch, but she did have the courage of her convictions. And he respected her for that. He rubbed her shoulders absently as the memory of the first few months of her pregnancy came back to him. The moment she had told him she was carrying his child, he began to treat her as if she were made of glass. And it drove her crazy.

Initially, they continued to make love, although Severus held back quite a bit, which left Hermione feeling frustrated, and often resulted in Severus getting rolled on to his back and ravished. But as his wife’s belly began to swell, Severus began to withdraw, concerned he would hurt her or the baby. This resulted in two things, firstly, Hermione began to feel very unattractive, and believed her husband found her changing body, disgusting. The second problem was her libido was increasing, and she wanted sex badly, and the lack of it made her extremely moody and bitchy. She was not fun to be around.

As far as the changes her body was going through, Severus was delighted and actually highly turned on. The rounding of her breasts made his mouth water, and the swelling of her belly because of his growing child within her, made her more desirable to him than ever. He spent hours rubbing her belly at night, and although he did not have intercourse with her, he did spend a lot of time kissing and caressing her, and bringing her to release gently by hand or mouth. Her flavor had changed, it reminded him of sweet butter and Hermione would try to crawl away from his arduous attacks on her body. But he would not penetrate her. He was a well-endowed man, and what was a great source of pleasure for his wife, he now considered a danger. Finally, Hermione couldn’t take it anymore. Severus came to bed, and found her rolled away from him, facing the wall with her arms wrapped around her belly, unwilling to let him touch her.


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“What’s wrong Hermione?” he asked, completely at a loss as she pulled away from his touch.

“Like you don’t know!” Hermione replied, her voice quavering.

Severus looked at her back, his brow furrowed.

“I don’t” he said, “You have to tell me. If I know what’s wrong, I could correct it.”

“You’re a smart man. Figure it out,” she snapped. Tears were rolling from her eyes.

Severus lay there, staring at Hermione’s tight back, wondering how he could get her to open up to him. He touched her again, and felt her go rigid. He wasn’t used to this. His wife was always responsive to him. He felt a little rejected. He tried again.

“What did I do, Hermione?” he asked her softly.

Hermione turned to face him. He could see she had been crying.

“It’s what you haven’t been doing, Severus. I can’t help it that I’ve become a great big cow, and you find me disgusting!” she said bursting into tears again.

“What?” Severus said, shocked his wife could ever think such a thing, “Hermione, you are the most beautiful woman on earth! How could you think I think any less of you?” he said, pulling the struggling witch into his arms.

“My breasts are huge, my belly is all swollen. I’ve gained twenty-five pounds. My feet swell up.” she sobbed, “You expect me to believe you find that attractive?”

Severus kissed her forehead. “Hermione, you are carrying my child. Every change you go through is wondrous. You are definitely curvier, and of course I love that,” he said, looking down at her, his hand going to her belly and rubbing it gently. He was getting hard. He mentally sighed…it had been a while since he had experienced her body.

“So why won’t you have sex with me, Severus?” she asked him bluntly, “if you love the curves so much? I know why, because you can’t get it up for me anymore. I’m too big,” she said, trying to hold back her tears.

Severus was stunned, and a little bit insulted. He had never had a problem getting aroused for his wife, no matter what her condition was. She even turned him on in her animagus form, though of course he wouldn’t touch her as a lioness. Couldn’t get it up?

His nostrils flared.

“Lady Snape, if you were not in such a delicate condition, I’d show you just how mistaken you are…” he growled, pressing his erection against her with some force.

Hermione gasped when she felt him. There was no way to mistake this. He was definitely turned on by her. She immediately felt herself get extremely wet, and a familiar fire started deep inside her. She looked at Severus with that unmistakable glow in her eyes. He looked down at her and swallowed. He knew that look.

“So show me anyway,” she said in a low husky voice.

Severus would like nothing better than to fuck his wife. He missed the warmth of her body sliding over him, receiving him. The closeness he felt when embedded inside her. But the baby. He could hurt the baby.

“Hermione, I would love to, but…I could hurt you, or the baby. I couldn’t live with myself if that happened. You’re in such a delicate state. Suppose I busted something?” he said, caressing her hair.

“Severus, you are acting like you have only two settings for sex, hard and harder. That’s not true. You can be a gentle lover too. You’d just have to be gentle,” she said, moving a little closer to him.

Severus knew how far his “gentle” went. Up to the point he lost control. He hadn’t been inside his wife for almost three and a half months. He couldn’t trust himself to maintain ‘gentle. There were always a few hard strokes toward the end, he couldn’t help himself. She just felt so good. He was trembling a little just thinking about it. He was really very, very horny.

“I don’t think…” he began.

Hermione rolled to her back, took his hand and placed it on one of her full breasts. Severus exhaled as he felt her warm flesh beneath her gown. He squeezed, and Hermione sighed. His dark eyes became darker with desire as her willingness shot straight to his loins. He pulled the front of his wife’s gown down, exposing her enlarged breasts. His eyes flicked up to her face then back to her breasts.

“Your breasts are beautiful,” he breathed, and he buried his face between them, kissing, licking and sucking as if he had been starved. Hermione gasped with pleasure at his ardor. Severus stopped.

“I need you out of your gown,” he growled. She lifted her arms and Severus pulled it over her head, discarding the gown over the side of the bed. He kissed her passionately, tasting her heat and readiness. He stopped, and looked at her body.

“You are like one of the old earth goddesses, Hermione,” he breathed, “a fertility goddess, bringing life to the world. How could I not want you?”

He slipped downward, and kissed the swell of her belly tenderly, and looked up at her.

“You’re carrying my child, inside you. How could I not want you?” he said again, sliding upward and claiming her mouth again.

“You’re beautiful. You have always been beautiful to me, my love,” he breathed into her mouth as he possessed it hungrily. Hermione wrapped her arms around her husband.

“Then let me know I’m beautiful Severus…make love to me. I miss you so much,” she whispered, “I know you won’t hurt us.”

Severus wavered a moment. He missed being intimate with his wife, and was tired of denying himself. If he were careful…

“No,” he whispered, gently rolling her over so her back faced him. “I won’t hurt either of you.

He slipped out of his silk boxers and spooned around his wife’s back, his cock swollen to immense size, having been denied the pleasure of Hermione’s pussy for so long. Severus touched the wetness between her thighs, and she moaned at the contact.

“You’re ready,” he whispered as he petted her.

“I’ve been ready for months, Severus. I thought you didn’t want me anymore,” she said.

Severus lifted her leg slightly and positioned his cock against her opening.

“Does this feel like I don’t want you?” he growled, then he slid inside her, groaning loudly with pleasure as her wetness slipped tightly over him. Hermione let out a sigh of pleasure as she felt his hardness and girth fill her.

“Severus, gods you feel so good,” she sighed, reaching up to caress his face, which was contorted with his effort to keep from ejaculating.

“Oh, gods,” he breathed, holding steady. He felt like he could blast her full of come. “Damn woman, you feel too good,” he groaned. He stayed embedded in her for several minutes, caressing her breasts and belly, telling her how beautiful she was and how good she felt around him, begging her not to move an inch.

“If you move, wife, I’m going to explode,” he whispered, his voice shuddering.

Hermione felt beautiful and desirable. The fact that her husband was feeling so much pleasure just by being inside her, made her heart swell with love.

Finally, Severus began to move, gently…burying himself deep into Hermione until he felt her cervix against the head of his cock. He stroked her gently but firmly, pulling out and returning with long, deep penetrations. Hermione was gasping with pleasure.

“Harder, Severus,” she moaned.

Severus wouldn’t do harder, as much as he wanted to…so he moved faster, rotating his hips to adjust his angle inside her, hoping stimulation would satisfy her. He couldn’t meet her dark urge with their child inside her. His method seemed to be working as Hermione’s voice rose louder and louder, approaching the quaver that announced she was going to release.

She felt wonderful, as he scoured every delicious inch of her with his cock, every stroke bringing him closer to releasing. Hermione stiffened, then let out a little cry as she tightened around him with a great pressure, making him gasp in delight as she washed over him, with wave after wave of pulsing, slow-rolling liquid heat.

“Yes, Severus, yes my love,” she groaned, her back shuddering lightly against his body as he pulled her closer to him and worked toward his own release. He resisted the powerful urge to slam tight inside her, but instead let her clutching pussy milk his cock, as he embraced her rounded belly, his lips locked to her shoulder, pressing kisses against her warm skin. He felt the familiar tightening…

“Hermione…” he gasped as he released, quaking gently, pleasure pouring through him as he emptied himself inside her, pressing into her as deep as he dared. It was pure bliss, having her like this again.

His release seemed to last forever, as he buried his face into her jasmine scented hair and breathed, as the delicious pulsing of his cock eased. Spent, he sighed in satisfaction, moving her hair aside, and kissing her neck several times before withdrawing. Gods, that had felt fantastic.

“You are amazing,” he whispered against her ear.

Hermione had smiled.

“Do you think we can do that again?” she asked him, turning with a little effort. Severus slipped his hand to her belly, rubbing it tenderly.

“We can do it as much as you like, wife,” he responded, kissing her gently, “I feel that I need to reassure you I can “get it up” whenever you want me.”

Hermione chuckled softly. She knew questioning his virility would work.

“I will always want you, Severus,” she replied.

“And I, you,” he said, kissing her again, his hand resting on her belly possessively.

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Hermione let out another scream. Severus, torn from his tender memories, held his wife, breathing out so she would mimic him as he mentally counted the length of time the contraction lasted. They were coming more frequently now. Soon she would be delivering their child.

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A/N: I feel a little better since I added this chapter. The lemon was rather tame, I know, but it was another kind of reassurance sex after all. He couldn’t roughride her this time. But they connected, and that’s what matters most, after all. Thanks all, and please review