The Healing

CHAPTER SIX


As the evening fell, the snow began to fall harder, and Severus gave up trying to keep the porch clear. While Hermione took her bath, he went about the cabin extinguishing the lights and checking the wards on the widows and door. He stoked the fire with enough wood so that it would not burn out through the night, and waited.

She emerged a short time later, wearing a red cotton night gown. How he wished she would stop wearing such soft, sexy things to bed. She smiled softly over her shoulder as she climbed into bed and snuggled under the covers.

“All yours.” She said. Severus nodded his head and retrieved his sleep pants and robe. He closed the bathroom door and leaned against hit, letting his head fall back and bang into the heavy wood. God he hoped Hagrid returned with good news on New Years Day. He just couldn’t handle being confined with her for much longer, he liked her, and wanted her, way too much.

He showered and changed, and climbed slowly into the bed beside her, thinking she was still asleep. As he was putting his wand into the bedside table, he heard the soft sniffling coming from her side of the bed. He turned to look at her, but she had her head tucked beneath the blankets.

“Hermione, are you alright?” He asked. When she didn’t answer he pulled the blankets away, and in the glow of the fire he could see the tears on her face and in her eyes. “Why are you crying?” He asked, reaching behind him for a tissue.

“This has been a wonderful Christmas….I just wish my parents were here.” She said as he wiped her cheeks. He sat up against the headboard and pulled her into his arms. She laid her head on his chest, the soft curls tickling her nose.

“I am sorry, I promise you, I had heard nothing about that raid, else I would have warned someone.” He said, rubbing her shoulder gently.

“I know that, I don’t blame you, in any way. I just miss them. I still haven’t been back to London to handle their affairs.” She said, sniffing softly. For the first time, she noticed how good he smelled, like Bayberry soap.

“Do you have other family?” He asked.

“No, I think there are still a couple of cousins in America, but no one I am close to.”

“What will you do, when this is over?” She was idly twirling her fingers in his chest hair.

“I suppose I will leave the muggle world, and live here. I belong here anyhow.” She said. “Maybe I’ll go to the university, I don’t know yet.”

“I have no doubt that whatever you decide, you will excel at it.” He looked down at her and his heart beat stuttered when their eyes met.

“Thank you.” She whispered before lifting her lips to his and kissing him softly. It was quick, their lips barely meeting, but he felt it all the way to his toes.

“Don’t do that.” He said low, though he made no move to push her away. She tightened her hand in the curls on his chest and kissed him again.

“I can’t help it.” She whimpered as she pressed her lips to his yet again.

“This is wrong.” He clasped the wrist lying against his ribs and untangled her fingers. She opened her lips slightly and kissed him again.

“It doesn’t feel wrong.” She shifted her body so that she lay partially over him, one leg across his thighs, her breasts pressed into his chest.

“Please, stop this, because I don’t have the strength to do it.” He groaned as she slid her tongue along the seam of his lips.

“Then let it happen.” She said as her hand slid up to the side of his neck. “Please, won’t you kiss me back?” The pleading, vulnerable tone of her voice pulled at him, and he couldn’t refuse. Severus cupped her face in his hands, his thumb tracing along her bottom lip and tugging down slightly to open her mouth. He kissed her. He took his time exploring her soft lips and the sweet hot taste of her mouth.

Tiny moans and soft whimpers filled the air as she pressed closer to him. Severus had never been much of a ladies man, his experience was limited to a few women he had attempted to date, and the whores provided by the Dark Lord. None of them had required gentleness, or emotion from him, but he knew, somehow that she needed tenderness.


His hand slid up along her waist to cup her breast, his thumb stroking gently over the hardened nipple that peaked beneath the cotton. She inhaled sharply and pulled back. She stared at him for a moment, pulling her lower lip between her teeth.

“God, I’m sorry I…” Severus stammered for a moment, then watched in amazement as she rose to her knees and pulled the nightshirt off, tossing it to the floor. He was holding his breath, shocked and amazed by the sight of her kneeling there beside him in nothing but a pair of white cotton knickers. Her breasts were beautiful. Large, but not obscenely so, round and soft. Her nipples were hard, the color of rich caramel and he longed to discover if they tasted as sweet.

“Don’t you want to touch me again?” She asked. He didn’t reply, just continued to stare at her bared flesh. She reached for his hand and pulled it to her breast. Moaning softly when he squeezed and kneaded the soft globe. He stroked the tips of his fingers around and over the stiff peak, causing her to break out in goose bumps and shiver.

“You are lovely.” He whispered. She tucked her fingers into the waist band of her knickers and began to push them down and over her thighs, shifting slightly to get them over her knees and off completely. She swung one leg over him, so that she sat astride him, her bottom resting on his thighs, one hand resting on her thigh, the other shielding her cleft from his eyes. “Why do you cover yourself?” He asked, his voice was breaking slightly.

“I…don’t know.” She said and pulled her hand away. Severus lowered his gaze to rest between her open thighs. The sight of her took his breath away. She was aroused, that was clear from the slick fluid glistening in and on her parted folds. A soft tuft of brown curls crowned her cleft, and he could see the flushed, swollen bud of her clitoris.

“I shouldn’t….but god help me I can’t stop myself.” He muttered low as he reached forward and stroked the tip of one finger from the top of her cleft all the way down to dip slightly into her wet opening.

“Oh…do that again!” She whimpered, bucking her hips gently against his touch. He was too happy to oblige, taking the time to stroke over her clit and feel her grind her hips down and against the hard ridge of his erection beneath her. He sat up, his arms wrapping around her waist as he rolled her beneath him. She lifted her hips, arching into him as he took her lips in a passionate, demanding kiss. His tongue licked and thrust against hers. He sucked her tongue gently when she slid it between his lips.

“More, please….” She begged as his lips slid down the side of her neck, suckling gently at her pulse before lowering his mouth to her breasts. He plumped her breast in his hand and lowered his mouth. He flicked his tongue around and over the stiff nipple before closing his lips around it and sucking softly. She threaded her fingers through his hair as she moaned and arched beneath him. He did the same with the other breast; the sweet scent of her skin was torture as he pressed is face tighter against her soft flesh.

Severus slid lower, his lips and tongue stroking the undersides of her breasts, the bottom of her ribcage and over the soft curve of her tummy. He dipped his tongue into the soft indention of her belly button then blew softly into the tuft of curls.

“Oh, what are you….” Severus pushed her thighs open wider, forcing them to fall to the mattress and reveal her sex to him. He lowered his head and swiped his tongue through the plump, wet folds. She cried out sharply, her hips bucking up against his mouth, her hands tugging in his hair. He chuckled softly against her, and felt her response as she convulsed beneath his tongue. He licked and sucked at her clit until she was flowing steadily into his mouth, thick, hot and sweet. She was moaning and crying out, the sounds of her impending orgasm were like music to his ears.

He slid on finger inside her, groaning when the slick heat of her closed around the digit. He pumped his finger into her slowly, paying close attention to the signals from her body, the way her movements became more erratic, her thighs began to tremble and the slick walls of her sheathe began to pulse around his finger. He closed his lips around the hard bid of her clit and sucked as he slid another finger inside her and pressed deep and up. She cried out, long and hoarse as her orgasm washed over her. Her tight channel convulsed around his fingers as he continued to suck at her until he felt the tremors die.

“Oh my.” She panted as she tugged on his hair. He discreetly wiped his mouth on the sheet as he kissed his way back up her body. With one hand he shoved the sleep pants down and over his hips, freeing the turgid erection he had been pressing into the mattress as he pleasured her.

Severus settle his hips between her thighs, the tip of his cock nudging against her.
“Are you sure?” He asked, his grip on his self control wavering with every second.
“Yes.” She whispered, sliding her hand down his back to cup his backside and pull him into her. She was so hot, so slick as he slid his length into her that he felt as if she would burn him alive. She moaned softly, shifting beneath him as he stretched and filled her. He paused briefly when he felt the barrier inside her, confused at first, but confusion soon gave way to a heated possessiveness that destroyed what little control he had left.

He pulled back slightly, then thrust hard into her, breaking through her virginity and filling her to the hilt with his flesh. She whimpered in pain and stiffened beneath him. He placed soft, reassuring kisses against her lips and cheeks.

“It’s alright, it’s done. No more pain, I promise….just relax.” He held himself still inside her until he felt her muscles begin to soften. He moved slowly at first, the tight clasp of her sex around him was almost brutal, more intense than anything he had known previously.
“That’s it…..just like that….” He said against her ear as she began to move beneath him, pushing her hips up and undulating against him. He reached beneath her to cup her bottom, tilting her hips up to him. “Put your legs around me.” He said, his breathing heavy.

When he felt her thighs clasped around his hips he began to thrust harder into her, soft groans of pleasure escaping as he lost himself in the feel of her. Her nails were biting into his shoulders but he didn’t care, he needed this, needed her. He could feel the soft pulsating of her sheath around him as he pressed deeper and harder into her.

“Oh….its…happening again!” She cried out as he pounded even harder into her body, sending her over the precipice once more, the sensations more fierce and powerful than before. He came hard, with a low, guttural groan as he pumped his seed into her with every jerky thrust of his cock inside her. She continued to hold him to her, her arms and legs locked tight around him as he relaxed against her, panting as he tried to catch his breath. Hermione was stroking his shoulders and his hair as she kissed his cheek and ear over and over.

He looked up slowly and watched in amazement as she smiled softly.
“Let me go now, I’m to heavy to lay on you like this.” He said, pushing up on his hands slowly and relieving her of his weight. He rolled to the side and pulled her against him.

“Are you okay Hermione?” He asked as he ran his hands over her hair.

“Yes. It was beautiful, thank you.” She said as she snuggled into his chest.

“It was beautiful, and don’t thank me.” He kissed her forehead and tucked the covers around them.

“Goodnight Severus.” She said softly on a yawn.

“Goodnight.” She was soon asleep, but Severus laid there for a long time staring at he ceiling. What have I done?


***There you go, a little fluffy smut....smuft?

More to come... less fluffy :P