The Healing

CHAPTER SEVEN


Hermione-


Gone for a walk, needed to clear my head.


Severus



That short note was what lay in the bed beside her when she woke the following morning. She lay there for a moment, wondering if she should or should not feel hurt that he had slipped out of bed after making love to her the night before.

She went to the bathroom to shower and put on clean clothes. When she walked back out, he was standing beside the bed, staring down at the sheets.

“Severus?” She called his name and he looked up slowly.

“Good morning.” He said. Why did she have to look so fetching in that dark green cotton dress?

“What are you thinking about so hard?” She asked as she came to stand beside him. He glanced back at the sheets, and the faint smear of blood that marred the pristine surface.

“I had no right.” He said softly. “You shouldn’t have wasted your innocence on me. You should have given it to someone you love, someone your own age.”

“Severus, I gave you the right. I wasted nothing. I could have waited for someone I love, but I don’t know that I will ever love anyone like that. As for someone my own age…well, why would I want some immature idiot who probably will be finished before he starts.” She took his hand and pulled him down to sit beside her on the bed. “I needed you. I needed the comfort you provided, and I can think of very few people who can say their first time was as wonderful as mine. So thank you.”

“Stop saying thank you, as though I did you a favor.” He said, frustrated.

“You could call it a repayment for me taking care of you for so long.” She said, trying not to laugh.

“Oh that’s much better, now I’m reduced to a whore.” He shoved his fingers through his hair and stared at her. Why was she so damned calm about it all? “I have nothing to offer you.”

“I don’t want anything. I never thought that you and I would be anything other than friends….we just have benefits.” She said.

“You don’t expect a commitment? Marriage?” He asked.

“Goodness, no!” She laughed. “I like you Severus, I care very much for you or I wouldn’t have been able to make love with you. But I’m not ready for anything like that. I enjoy being with you, and I don’t see why we cant have a physical relationship that benefits us both.” He was staring at her with such wide eyes she thought he looked like an owl.

“You want to continue…..erm……” He stammered over the words.

“Shagging you?”

“Yes….you want to continue, without a relationship, without promises?” He asked more than a little surprised.

“Yes, I do. As long as we live in this cabin, I am yours.” She slid her hand to his thigh and leaned closer, pressing her breasts into his arm. “Now, you are a teacher….teach me something.” She slid her hand further up his thigh to cup him through his trousers.

“You little minx.” He said, sucking his breath through is teeth as she squeezed him and he began to harden beneath her touch. He reached behind her and wound the thick rope of her braid around his wrist, tugging back gently. “You aren’t sore?” He asked softly.

“No, I put healing potion in my bath. I’m fine.” She said as she reached for the buttons on his clothes. “Why so many damned buttons Severus?” She finally grasped the two sides and yanked, sending buttons pinging across the floor.

“Hey now!” He said, shocked at the aggressive display.

“I’ll cast a reparo later, just hurry up and get naked.” She laughed.

“Why only me?” Hermione smiled and reached for the hem of her dress, pulling it up and off. She was wearing absolutely nothing underneath. “Where are your knickers?” He asked, swallowing hard.

“Didn’t wear any, wanted to be ready in case I had to tie you down and force you.” She said with a sly smile.

“You learn quick don’t you?” He asked as he let is eyes rove over her naked form.

“You know I do.” She said on a sigh as his hand slid down her chest between her breasts. He pushed gently, encouraging her to lie back on the bed.

“I don’t want you hurt when this is over Hermione.” He watched his hands as they roamed over her silky skin.

“I would imagine, regardless of whether or not we were lovers, that I would miss you once we part.” She said, sucking in a breath when he pinched one sensitive nipple between his fingers and tweaked it gently. “I’ll always have a soft spot for you Severus, I’ll never forget that you were my first.”

“It’s a heady thing, taking a woman’s virginity. I should feel no pride in it, yet somehow knowing I was the one fills me with it.” He lowered his lips to the soft underside of her breast and trailed the tip of his tongue over the plump mounds. He sucked and nipped at her nipples, smiling slightly when he felt her fingers dig into his scalp. He pulled back slowly and let his hands trail along her arms to where her fingers tangled in his hair.

“No, don’t pull away…” She pleaded, trying to pull him closer. He tugged her fingers free and as he pulled her hands from his hair he kissed her palms.

“You wanted a lesson I believe.” He said, his dark eyes lit with passion. “Turn over, and grasp the footboard.” He whispered. Her brows rose for just a moment in surprise before she followed his instructions. She knelt in the center of the bed and her hands held tight to the wooden footboard. Severus tossed his jacket and shirt aside, shaking his head at the broken and missing buttons. He toed off his shoes and socks and let his pants and boxers fall to the floor before he climbed onto the bed to kneel behind her.

He twisted the long braid around his wrist and tugged gently. She moaned and arched her back slightly, lifting her bottom invitingly towards him. She was slightly embarrassed at the slick heat that flooded her sex when he tugged on her hair, maybe she was depraved.

“You like that, don’t you?” He said, pleased with this little discovery as he gave another gentle pull and was rewarded with another moan. He let his fingers trail down her spine, along the cleft of her bottom and down between her thighs. He smiled as he slid his fingers through her folds to find her soaked in her arousal. He pushed two fingers into her opening and tugged her braid again. Immediately he felt the answering flutter inside her.

Having her respond to the slightly rough play so amicably was sending his own arousal skyrocketing. He withdrew his fingers, smiling when he saw them copiously covered in her cream. He swiped his fingers over the tip of his erection and lined the tip up with her dripping entrance.

“Hold on tight, I won’t be gentle this time.” He whispered harshly against her ear as he began to push into her tight heat. As he slid home inside her, he kept a constant, steady pressure on the braid tangled around his wrist. His other hand clasping her hip tightly as he began to thrust in and out of her, slow at first, then with increasing speed and force.

She cried out with every thrust, her knuckles were white where she gripped the wood in front of her. The sounds of their bodies smacking, and the wet sucking noises of his cock sliding in and out of her wet core filled the cabin. Both of them were perspiring, despite the harsh cold of winter outside. She was pushing and grinding her ass back into him as he continued to pound into her. He slid the hand clutching her hip around and between her thighs, threading his fingers through the soft curls and finding the engorged nub hidden within her folds. He rolled his finger over it once, twice, and then he felt her contract around him, heard the high pitched wail as she cried out her orgasm.

He pulled harder on her hair, slamming into her again and again until he flooded her with his semen, falling forward over her back and placing soft, open-mouthed kisses all along her spine.

“Oh Gods,” He panted as he pulled out of her slowly. He lifted his hand towards the bathroom. “Accio towel.” He caught the towel and tucked it between her thighs as he slid away, pulling her to rest against him as he shifted back onto the pillows.

“Oh boy.” Hermione said, smiling as she tried to catch her breath.

“Hm, learn anything?” He asked, blowing his hair out of his face.

“You have a dominant streak don’t you?” She asked, giggling slightly when he swatted her bottom playfully.

“I don’t know, that’s the first time I have ever done anything like that.” He said, his eyes closed.

“Really? I figured you had been with loads of women. I heard rumors about the female death eaters and the things that went on at the revels.” She said.

“I only participated when I had no other choice. Those women were….whores.” He said with a look of disgust on his face. “I’m sure my experience is not as vast as you seem to believe.”

“I’m not complaining, I never imagined it would feel so….amazing.” She said. “I always figured it was sort of a guy thing, and that women just didn’t like it, and only did it to make the man happy.”

“This man is very happy at the moment.” He said with a smirk.

“So, how long before we can make you even happier?” She asked, circling one flat male nipple with her tongue. Severus hissed and his fingers clenched into the flesh of her bottom.

“I think maybe I have created a monster.” He said. “But if you want more, then I need food, else I wont have the energy to tend to you woman.” Hermione sighed as though completely put out by this. She reached for his bathrobe and pulled the way too big garment over her shoulders, tying it at the waist and rolling up the sleeves.

“Very well, can’t have you falling over in exhaustion now can we.” She sauntered into the kitchen, leaving Severus naked in the bed as he watched her fix breakfast in his bathrobe. Letting her go was going to be the hardest thing he ever did.