Single Magical Male

I\'m still just playing and not making any money off this. My husband is not pleased about that, btw.

Special thanks to Barrie who beta\'d this and claims she needs to turn on the a/c even though it\'s December. Hmm, I smell lemons!



Severus woke several hours later on the couch where he’d been reading “Potions Master Today.” A blanket was over his legs and the magazine lay on his chest where it had fallen when he drifted off to sleep. His body ached everywhere but he was mindful of one rather surprising stiffness in particular. He sighed resignedly; of course he would wake up with an erection when there was someone in his suite who would probably not appreciate seeing him in this condition. He listened intently for a few minutes and, hearing no sound from the other side of the bedroom door, decided that moving about the now-cold sitting room would probably be sufficient to return his stiff soldier to a more socially appropriate condition.

Just as he threw the blanket off and stood, the bedroom door swung open. It’s possible that the shock of such a surprise might have served as a virtual cold shower. Unfortunately in this case, the vision that greeted him was of a tousled woman in an over-sized silk pyjama top that had already slipped off one shoulder and was practically defying gravity on the other. The fact that this woman had shapely legs that disappeared under the hem of said top – and was apparently cold – only served to increase the blood flow to his wayward organ.

After a moment of awkward silence, during which time Hermione tried to find her still-creaky voice and Severus wadded the blanket in front of him, trying unsuccessfully not to stare, Hermione moved. He thought for a moment that she would turn around and go back into the bedroom but instead she walked toward him. He was completely disoriented and it took him a full 2 seconds to realize that she’d removed his blanket, placed her arms around his neck and was now pulling him into a kiss. His ‘little soldier’ suffered no such lag in processing events and jumped to full attention when their lips touched.

He never had a chance, really; she’d caught him aroused and unawares. Perhaps that much-maligned Gryffindor bravery did have its good points, as her direct attack left him no time to think of crafty Slytherin excuses efenefences. For the second time in just over a week, he lost himself in the sensation of passionately kissing a woman he’d never even ideridered just hours before.

As his brain began to catch up with his body, he pulled away from her. “Miss Granger,” he croaked, but she stilled him with a finger to his lips. “Hermione,” she whispered. “You called me Hermione last night. Say it – now – please?” Once she finished speaking, her lips travelled across his cheek towards his neck, then down to the base of his throat where her tongue darted out and featd acd across the base of his neck. Her hands rested on his shoulders, slowly stroking down his arms, erasing from his mind any thought other than the electricity of her touch.

She’d asked him to do something and he vaguely remembered it had to do with her name. “Hermione,” he responded, his voice dropping to a groan as she moved her body even closer, close enough to trap his throbbing erection between them. He leaned down and gently captured her lower lip with his, tracing its length with his tongue. Hermione made a soft sound at the back of her throat and plunged her tongue into his mouth, tasting him boldly, wantonly.

The battle between mind and body raged until he realized that this was no student in his arms. He was corrupting no one, violating no sacred trust, and (in the most incontrovertible reasoning he could muster) she started it.

He growled as he wrapped his arms round her waist and simply lifted her feet off the ground, never letting his lips leave hers. He walked them into the bedroom, still holding her tight, and kd thd the door shut behind them. As he backed her into the side of his bed, she straddled his left leg, her hip rubbing his length. He brought his leg up snug against her and nearly came undone at the heat and moisture he felt at the juncture of her thighs. He pressed his leg against her and was treated to her ragged moan. In response, she pushed her hip back against him and the delicious friction took his breath away.

He finally pulled himself away from her and held her at arms’ length. “Hermione, stop. What ... Why are you doing this?” he rasped. Her wild mane was even more tangled now; his shirt had miraculously stayed on her but its crazy angle afforded him tha than a glimpse of her generous breasts. His mouth began to water and he forced himself to focus on her lips which were swollen from their kisses.

“I’ve spent the past 18 hours with someone I’ve known nearly all my life and he was completely different than the person I thought he was.” Her breathing began to calm as she spoke. “You didn’t run from the T Bro Broomsticks Friday evening, no matter how much you might have wanted to. You didn’t ridicule me for crying; instead you brought me to your home and let me see who you are in all your intelligent, snarky, surprising glory. Yet as much of you as you\'ve shared, you’ve been holding something back.”

Her still-recovering voice had dropped to a husky whisper as she broke the hold he’d used to keep them a pace apart. She moved slowly, coming to stand close against him, not breaking eye contact until she turned her head and rested it against his chest. She smiled as she heard his heart racing under her ear before she continued.

“Do you know what it’s like to be so close to something you want and not have it?” Hermione couldn’t see his wry smile but she heard it in his voice as he said, “I think I have a fairly good idea.”

“I lost my friendship with Ron and Harry because I didn’t let them know how I was feeling. I haven’t had a decent romantic relationship because I never said anything about what I wanted. This has been one of the best days I’ve had in a very long time. I’m sure it isn’t what either of us expected, but it has been wonderful. I don’t want to lose the chance at something good in my life because I didn’t do anything about it.”

She paused to look up at him, her cheeks bright pink but her eyes clear and untroubled.

“Do you know what you’ve held back from me?” She asked.

Knowing he was taking the bait but no more able to resist than if he’d been an Irish salmon hitting a hand-tied lure, he whispered: “What?” A jerk in his gut when she spoke told him he’d been irretrievably hooked.

“You.”

It is doubtful that any fish has ever been so thrilled to be reeled in.

At her simple pronouncement, he pulled away slightly to look at her. “Why on Earth would you want me?” he murmured, almost too low for her to hear. “You deserve so much more…” but his hands belied his words and wrapped round her shoulders to pull her to him once more. His mouth covered hers and his tongue demanded passage past her lips.

He kissed her just as shemagimagined he could -- brooking no argument, gi no no quarter. His mouth demanded compliance, and he wanted full and unfettered access to her. Once he’d possessed her mouth, he stroked her tongue towards his own and encouraged her to explore and conquer his mouth just as he’d done hers.

His hands pushed her – or rather, his – top off hhoulhoulder and it fell to the floor, the cool air heightening the heat between them. Hermione lifted his shirt over his head and then pulled him back to her. She exulted in smoosmooth skin, the firm muscles lying just beneath. Her hands, at first tentative, now were boldly stroking every part of his body that was exposed to her. Between soul-searing kisses, she nipped and licked his face, neck and chest, nearly wild with the need to taste him.

She ground her hips into him, frustrated to be separated by even his loose pants. She suddenly swung around so that he was backed against the side of the bed. Her hands grasped the waistband of his drawers and she ped ped to her knees, bringing the pants to the floor with her. His erection sprang free and she gasped in hungry appreciation.

Severus’ eyes rolled back in his head as her lips nipped at the base of his cock. She nibbled all the way up the underside of his erection and, at the tip, dipped the tip of her tongue into the slit there, drawing out a pearly drop of moisture. She leaned back on her heels for a moment, watching him. He slowly opened his eyes to see her looking at him with an almost feral hunger before she bent her head back to swirl her tongue around the swollen head pulsing in front of her.

His knees began to shake and she pushed him back to sit on the edge of the bed. As he sank onto the mattress, she bowed her head over him and swallowed him to the root. He could feel her throat fighting the urge to close round him, and as the delicate fingers of one of her hands tickled his sensitive sac, she used her other hand to scratch along hyp hypersensitive skin behind his balls. He was completely incapable of coherent speech, reduced to a string of guttunoisnoises that were music to her.

He could feel his climax gathering and it took all his will and strength to pull her mouth off him. “No,” he groaned, “not yet…” and before she could protest, he pulled her up to stand and kissed her deeply. When she began to rock against him, he pulled back and moved to her ear, teasing her lobe with quick bitnd snd soothing caresses from his tongue. She shivered against him and pulled him back to her mouth.

She was shorter than he’d realized and he soon began to feel the strain in his neck. Fortunately, their proximity to the bed provided him with an expedient solution; he placed his hands round her waand and lifted her onto his bed. He pushed her knees apart with his hips as he moved into the space between her thighs. Running his hands down her back, he scooted her toward the edge of the bed, kneeled, and began kissing her gently, softly working his way to her breasts. He worshipped first one with his mouth, then the other, finally pressing both breasts together, teasing the peaks with his fingers and mouth. He began to pull at her nipples softly with his lips; then, as her moans grew louder, he pulled more firmly, finally gently using his teeth to bring her nearly to the point of pain but stopping just short.

It was Hermione’s turn to groan unintelligibly as Severus kissed his way down her belly, through her coarse curls, to the aching spot between her legs. He spread her legs and teased her clit with the same combination of bites and caresses he’d applied to her earlobes. In a matter of minutes, she was sobbing his name, muscles contracting spasmodically.

Before she’d even been able to catch her breath, Hermione sat up, reached for Severus and pulled him atop her. She nibbled at his neck and ears, giving him the samiverivers he’d given her, and then moved to his mouth. As she licked her juices from his lips, he pushed them both back toward the middle of the mattress. His elbows held his upper body off her while his hands cradled her head gently. He held himself above her for a moment, the tip of his steel-hard cock poised at her entrance. He wanted to savour every moment, sealing it in his heart to warm him on cold and lonely future nights.

Hermione was nearly insane with the need to have him inside her – to feel him fill and complete her. She dug her fingers into the cheeks of his ass and pulled him toward her as she curled herself up to him. He slid in slowly, marvelling at each heartbeat that resonated through her and around him, as her heat encased him. They watched each other, wonder and passion written clearly on their faces. When he finally filled her, he had to shut his eyes against the vision of her, flushed with desire, open and vulnerable before him, before he lost what little control he had left.

“Severus?” she whispered. He opened his eyes to see the sudden uncertainty in her eyes.

“It’s … it’s so good. I never expected this...” he said, his voice hoarse with emotion. Her face softened and she reached up to trace his lips with her fingers. “Make love to me, Severus. Don’t hold back. I want all of you.”

Her words were all it took to break his shaky restraint and with a deep groan, he pulled back, nearly leaving her, and then plunged himself into her. At the end of his stroke, he twisted his hips as he filled her, teasing her into a nearly unbearable state of arousal.

She raised her head to kiss him, pouring all the desire she felt into the embrace. Her body signalled her impending climax and he let himself go, pounding into her as he returned hers wis with everything that was in his heart. Her muscles clenched round him and just as her contractions began to slow, he cried out his release.

Panting and shaking, he began to lift himself off her but she wrapped her arms around him, trapping him there. “No – stay like this,” she pleaded. Her voice was thick and quavering. As his breathing slowed, he realized she was shaking beneath him. He lifted his head and discovered her tears.

“Hermione, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” He nearly panicked at the thought that he’d somehow either hurt her or forced this on her. His eyes searched her face in fear of seeing her pain or, worse, revulsion.

“No, no, Severus, nothing’s wrong,” she sniffled and smiled beatifically. “You did exactly what I asked. You didn’t hold back. It was …” She looked at him, awe-filled, and then shook her head at her inability to find the words to finish her thought.

“Yes,” he whispered. “It was.”




A/N -- Somehow, I didn\'t get these on my first posting -- I was apparently distracted. SO SORRY! Warning: Thanks ahead. Don\'t like \'em, don\'t read \'em. Next chapter will be the epilogue, wrapping things up.

Special thanks to all who review -- it\'s worth the odd looks from my family as I respond out loud to your comments! Now, appearing in alphabetical order...

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