A Song for Severus ~ (Not Update, but Edit)

Chapter 68 ~ Going Deeper


His cock in Hermione’s mouth, Severus slipped one hand under her head and worked it back and forth, still holding on to the headboard with his other hand, staring down at the witch, brimming over with lust. The Potions Master still couldn’t believe what she did. It was the raunchiest, most arousing thing he had ever seen her do to herself, and he couldn’t wait to get his own go at her ass because of it.

Hermione looked up at the wizard, feeling him harden as he worked her head back and forth, his eyes glittering as he swelled within her hot mouth.

”I’m boiling over, witch,” he breathed down at her, “What you did…my gods…I have much more than a few fingers for you, you temptress. Watching you spread yourself the way you did….”

The wizard stopped talking and let out a growl as he became fully erect. This was the fastest he recovered in a long time.

“You certainly are getting better with your apologies, witch,” he said withdrawing his swollen organ from Hermione’s mouth and climbing off of her.

Severus stood up and removed his robe, letting it fall to the floor and baring his pale lean body before leaning down and kissing Hermione hungrily for a moment. then straightened and picked up the oil off the nightstand and poured a bit on his cock, rubbing it over the head and shaft as he stared down at the witch. He put the bottle back.

“Turn over and get on your knees…it’s time to substitute something else for those randy little fingers,” he said to her, tense with desire.

Hermione looked up at him a moment, the slowly rolled to her belly and pushed off with her hands like a cat doing a long, languorous stretch, her ass in the air.

”Mmmmm,” Severus murmured as he watched her, once again picking up the bottle of oil and letting several drops fall on her plump buttocks before squeezing more between her cheeks. He put the bottle back and climbed into the bed behind her, positioning himself on his knees. Slowly, Severus rubbed the oil over her ass with both hands, smoothing it until both globes glistened.

Hermione purred like a kitten at the feel of those strong sure hands moving over her flesh. She wriggled a little, her ass jiggling, the wizard’s eyes growing hotter.

“Circe,” Severus breathed, running a finger down the well oiled split, then partially inserting his finger inside her ass, closing his eyes as he felt her tighten around him. He inserted another finger, Hermione groaning at the feel of his long digits…but it wasn’t enough. Fingers couldn’t replace the thickness he gave her when he fucked her this way.

“Severus,” she groaned, her voice thick with lust, “Do it.”

Severus stopped his thrusting motions.

”Do what, Hermione? Tell me what you want me to do to you, you little wanton,” he said to her silkily, grasping the base of his cock in readiness.

”Bugger me. Shove your cock in my ass,” she hissed at him, Severus’ mouth dropping open.

He had expected her to say “Fuck me,” as she usually did, no matter where he was going to put his cock. It seemed tonight was not the night for the usual.

”Such nasty language, Hermione,” he breathed, “I like it. And I like the sight of your ass with my fingers knuckle deep in it. However…”

Severus withdrew his fingers. They were oily. Hermione sighed at the loss of them. She felt the wizard press one hand to the small of her back. Suddenly he slapped her ass just hard enough to make it sting, watching her flesh ripple from the contact

”You know what I like more? Doing just what you asked me to do, Hermione…shoving my monster of a cock inside your tight little puckerhole…right after I’ve made your plump little pillows a pretty shade of pink,” he breathed as he began spanking the witch, alternating sides and the location of his blows, Hermione jerking under his pale hand.

”You were a naughty, headstrong little witch for not listening to me concerning Voltaire. Your goody-two-shoes attitude could have cost lives,” he hissed at her,”then you cut me off again…after promising me you wouldn’t do it anymore. You didn’t think about that, did you witch? The promise you made me at the inn. The promise you broke within a few weeks at the first opportunity. So not only did you not listen to me, but you went back on your word to me. So you owe me another apology.”

Severus brought his hand down hard on her ass, the witch crying out and scrambling forward, scooting away from him. But there was no place to go. The Potions Master wrapped an arm around Hermione’s slippery waist and dragged her back, lifting her hips so her ass was in penetration position.

“No, you can’t get away from this witch, slippery as you are,” he chuckled darkly, grasping his cock again, “Apology time, my dear.”

Hermione groaned as Severus pressed the head of his cock against her rectum, then entered, forcing the tight walls apart, his delicious thickness filling her, the wizard hissing as he watched his cock bury itself halfway inside her, her sphincter muscles gripping his shaft securely.

”Yessssssss,” he hissed, nestled securely between her soft cheeks. He pulled back and thrust into her deeper, Hermione letting out a beautiful sobbing cry.

”Much more than fingers, eh witch?” the wizard crooned, gripping her buttocks and pushing them together, stimulating his cock even more as he began to spear her over and over, the oil making her slick and his penetration easy and delicious. Ooh, her ass was so tight, caressing his length repeatedly as he possessed Hermione.

He gripped the soft, pliant flesh of her buttocks, both hands full of her roundness as he took his pleasure, bucking into the witch faster and harder, Hermione gasping.

”You like this? You like it witch? My hard cock reaming you? Tell me!” Severus demanded.

”Yes! Yes! Oh, do it Severus…fuck my ass, baby,” Hermione groaned back at him.

Severus loved when Hermione went muggle on him, calling him “baby” or even “daddy.”. He was hardly that, but when she did it, he knew she was lost to him. There was nothing baby-like or father-like about the way he took her body like it was his own. And it was his own as far as he was concerned.

Severus slammed hard into her ass, burying his cock to the hilt, the witch shrieking his name and shuddering around his stiff member as he adjusted his grip, grabbing both of Hermione’s shoulders and drawing her back into his thrust, taking her even more powerfully. Gods, this was good. He had buggered her before, but the preliminaries made this so much more than ordinary.

Hermione was indeed lost to the wizard, his penetration and loins bumping against her ass lifting her higher and higher as he filled her to capacity, that thick, long cock completing her even as it ravaged her. Her body jerking, her pussy throbbing, Hermione began a low keen that grew shriller as Severus poured the power on, hissing and grunting as he brought her to the edge.

“Yes…you little vixen…come for me! Let your flow…go,” he groaned, his fingers digging into her slick flesh, his hips almost blurring as he tore into her sweet, tight ass, face contorted and sweat pouring down his pale body, splashing on Hermione as he brought her to her peak.

Severus hissed as he felt her orgasm, the tightening different but just as satisfying. Hermione squealed, shooting outward, rising to a crescendo of bliss, then tumbling back, Severus crooning at her as she cried out in ecstasy. But the wizard was nowhere near done with her as he withdrew, roughly flipping Hermione to her back and pushing at her hips, doubling the witch over so her ass was high and accessible. He mounted her again, raised up on his hands, driving his cock down and penetrating Hermione with a growl, his cock so deep his balls rested against her buttocks momentarily before he began taking her again, fucking the witch with abandon.

“Oh…oh…Severus! Severus!” Hermione cried out as he tore into her ass, sweat dropping from his body and sliding off her oiled skin.

“I’m here, I’m here, Hermione,” he panted, laying wand to the witch with all his might. Dear gods, this was so much more than he expected as her tight ass received him, “Stay with me, witch…you sweet succubus, you wanton little minx! Open…open…take me. I love you witch. I love you!”

Hermione sobbed from his strength and his words as Severus covered her mouth with a searing kiss, his pale hips rising and falling like an overpowering tide, his possession powerful and driven, his tongue hot and hungry as he scoured her mouth, tasting her and swallowing that taste down, absorbing it, making it a part of him as his emotion took him over.

This was more than an apology, this was much more. He could feel Hermione’s body and soul becoming one with his own. He could feel her love in her acceptance, taste it, scent it, hear it as her body enveloped him, drew him in, clutching and throbbing around his rod of iron. Hermione took him because she loved him. How could he not love her in return?

The wizard let out a groan as he felt himself drawing close to release. He pulled back from her mouth.

“Only you,” he hissed down at the witch, his belly tightening as pleasure raced up his spine, “Only you Hermione Granger for the rest of my life!”

He then exploded, filling her tightness with his release, slipping and sliding through her tight sleeve, his dark eyes locked to her face as Hermione screeched, following him once more into bliss, pulse for pulse, release for release, connection for connection.

Severus slammed into the witch, his loins pressed tight against the curve of her ass, clutching her close, breathing passionate, loving and obscene words as he let go, Hermione trembling underneath him, his silken voice filling her heart as much as his climax filled her body. She shuddered, caressing his head as it dropped, Severus’ face resting in her damp hair as he began to deflate inside her, groaning softly.

Hermione was still doubled over and the wizard slowly withdrew, falling to the side and allowing her to unroll as he panted, spent and satisfied with their loving, his face still buried in her hair.

”Exquisite,” he breathed softly, his lips pressing against her temple appreciatively, “Simply and unequivocally exquisite. You are absolved, Hermione.”

Panting, Hermione pulled her head back so she could see his face.

“I would think so,” she breathed, then kissed Severus softly on his lips.

The wizard’s black eyes met hers, fully aware he had at last said the words he had avoided saying for more than two years. He didn’t want her to think the words were simply said out of passion.

“I love you, Hermione Granger,” the wizard said, brushing back her tangle of hair, “And I don’t expect you to take advantage of the fact.”

Even when being totally honest, Severus couldn’t help trying to keep his snark factor up.

“Never,” Hermione said to him softly.

The wizard looked at her, clearly not believing the witch smiling at him.

He was right not to.

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