Stress Relief

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A/N: This is my first completed attempt at fanfiction. I welcome reviews whether for praise or constructive criticism. I hope that you enjoy.


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Hermione closed the door to her chambers pressing her forehead against the smooth wood. Today had been a nightmare. Her day had gotten progressively worse as the students, who were all experiencing spring fever, refused to concentrate, causing their attempts at transfiguring to be utterly disastrous. It culminated with her last class of the day, third year Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors who had been attempting to transfigure rabbits into top hats, but in the end she had more black satin rabbits and hopping hats than anything else. Two students had to be sent to the hospital wing, after they decided that instead of focusing on the assignment, they would try to transfigure different parts of their bodies. One poor girl had attempted to make her nose smaller, but due to the wrong wand movement she had caused her nose to triple in size. The other girl had tried to change the color of her hair and ended up bald instead. Hermione had been forced to dismiss the class early, so that she could escort the distraught girls to the hospital wing and have Poppy undo the damage. Then she returned to put her classroom back in order.

Hermione had been the Transfiguration Mistress for three years now, ever since Minerva assumed the position of Headmistress, after Albus declared that he was retiring. The final battle against Voldemort had taken place two years after she, Harry, and Ron had graduated. It had been a relatively short battle when one considered how much time and effort had gone into preparing for it. Thanks largely to Severus’ forewarning; members of the Order of the Phoenix, along with several Ministry Aurors, had been able to relocate the residents of Hogsmeade village to a safe location preventing any civilian casualties. When Voldemort and his Death Eaters attacked they were met with very prepared warriors instead of harmless civilians, which helped to throw the curve for the Light. As the battle raged on, there was a small group positioned around Harry, protecting him from harm until he could face his mortal foe. When the moment of truth finally arrived, it had been rather anticlimactic. Harry had been able to easily kill Voldemort due to the potion that she and Severus had created, which disabled the personal shields that the Dark Lord always had around him. The Death Eaters that had not been killed during the battle quickly Apparated to safety when they saw their Master fall. It had taken many months of worldwide wizard-hunts, but all of the rogue Death Eaters were eventually captured, tried, and imprisoned in Azkaban. There had been minimal losses on the side of the Light. Mundungus Fletcher had been hit with a stray killing curse, and Jonathan McCrawley, who had been the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, had died when he jumped in front of a curse aimed at Dumbledore. Other witches and wizards suffered minor injuries, but no permanent damage.

Shortly after the Light’s victory, the Headmaster had called a staff meeting at Hogwarts, which Hermione had attended as Minerva’s apprentice. There he declared that at the end of that school year he planned to retire. His final act as Headmaster had been to appoint Severus to the position of Deputy Headmaster, as Minerva would be taking over the head position. Severus had been surprised by the promotion, but was deeply honored that his mentor believed in him enough to give him the post. Minerva’s first act as Headmistress was to hire Hermione to fill her vacated position as Transfiguration Mistress and Head of Gryffindor House. Hermione had eagerly accepted the position, grateful to be able to remain at Hogwarts, which she considered her home. Today, however, she seriously wanted to rethink that decision.

She nearly jumped out of her skin as two strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her into a very firm chest.

“Severus you gave me a fright! I did not realize that you were home yet,” Hermione exclaimed as she turned in his arms to face the love of her life.

“Forgive me, love, it was not my intention. Did you have a bad day?” Severus smiled down at her.

“The worst. Those little cretins refused to pay attention and nearly destroyed my classroom three times today. By the end of my last period, it looked as though a whirling dervish had blazed through!” Hermione groused.

“Why Madam Granger, surely you are not implying that your precious students are in fact, as I have been saying all along, dunderheads, are you?” Severus mocked.

“Not quite, but I am seriously considering taking the Potions Master’s approach to teaching.” She grinned.

“I am sure I have no idea to what you are referring,” Severus replied, in mock innocence.

“Pity, and here I thought it was a brilliant plan and wished to subscribe to it.” She smirked cheekily, earning one of Severus’ trademark raised eyebrows.

“Indeed.”

“I have just spent the last hour immobilizing hopping top hats and reinstating them to all of their natural Oryctolagus cuniculus magnificence,” Hermione stated.

“Oryctolagus cuniculus magnificence, of course the Gryffindor know-it-all would use the Old World terminology,” Severus drawled.

“Well, I thought about referring to them as fluffy bunnies, but I know how much you are disinclined to endure all things cute and cuddly so I was merely protecting your delicate sensibilities,” Hermione replied before gently nipping at his chin.

“You impertinent wench,” Severus growled as he swatted her playfully on the bum. “So what should we do this evening?”

“I do not care. All I know for certain at the moment is that I am tired, I am stressed, and I do not want to even think about Transfiguration for at least twenty-four hours,” Hermione replied as she laid her head against Severus’ chest and wrapped her arms around his waist in a tight embrace. “I am just glad that today is Friday, and that it is a Hogsmeade weekend. Maybe the students will release all of their pent up energy in the village, and return their focus to their pending exams on Monday.”

“Hmm, that would be nice, but it is highly improbable,” Severus replied before he pulled away from her embrace to place a soft kiss to her lips.

Before she could even register what was happening, Hermione found herself being lifted into Severus’ strong arms. She wrapped her arms around Severus’ neck and proceeded to kiss, nip, and suckle her way up his jaw to his earlobe as he carried her through their chambers to the bathroom. He carefully placed her back on her feet just inside the door, and with a wave of his arm, the room was aglow with the shimmering light from the dozens of silver candelabras that decorated the room.

“What?” she began, but Severus brought a finger up to her lips, preventing her from finishing her question.

“No questions, just enjoy. I want to help relieve your stress,” he purred, removing his finger only to replace it with his lips.

He kissed her languidly; bringing his hands up to release her hair from the French twist she had put it in that morning. As her hair cascaded down her back, Severus tangled his fingers in her curls, loving the feel of them. He teasingly brushed his tongue across her lips seeking admittance; he needed to taste her. When he felt her lips begin to part, he plunged his tongue into her hot little mouth, savoring the taste of her, relishing the feel of her as she kissed him back with equal fervor. Hermione brought her hands up entwining them around Severus’ neck; pressing herself flush against his body. She felt the bulge of his erection press against her belly and threw her head back, gasping as a torrent of arousal coursed through her body.

Severus placed a gentle kiss to her exposed neck, before moving to turn on the taps of the over-sized bathtub. After adjusting the temperature of the water, he came back to stand before Hermione. He placed a chaste kiss on her nose before removing her robes. Hermione watched as his graceful hands began working on the buttons of her lavender satin blouse. With every button that he released, he placed a reverent kiss on the newly exposed skin, slowly making his way down her body. Hermione moaned in pleasure as he gently began to glide his hands across her heated flesh, parting the material. Slowly his hands began to travel up her body, stopping momentarily to knead her ample breasts and pinch her hardened nipples through the lace of her bra before resuming their journey to her shoulders where he peeled the fabric away. Her blouse fell free from her body to pool around her ankles, as Severus reached around to unclasp her black lace bra. He pushed the straps down her arms and it soon joined the discarded blouse. His hands lovingly cupped her breasts as he lowered his head to suckle the hardened peaks. She gasped as he playfully nipped the sensitive flesh. Hermione brought her hands up to cup Severus’ face, pulling him up for another searing kiss. Pulling away, Severus heard Hermione whimper, and it took all of his control to not simply ravish her right there on the cold tiles.

“There will be plenty of time for that later, love, right now, your bath is ready,” Severus explained.

Hermione stuck out her bottom lip in a sexy pout, but quickly grinned as she watched Severus give her a sexy smirk, and snap his fingers leaving them both naked. He reached over to turn off the taps before taking her hand and helping her into the tub. Severus stepped in behind Hermione and lowered himself into the water, placing a leg on either side of her. He gently urged her to lean back against him as he massaged her shoulders. Hermione sighed as he circled the tense knots at the nape of her neck with his thumbs. She felt herself relax against him as he kneaded her muscles slowly.

“Oh, that feels wonderful,” Hermione moaned as Severus worked on a particularly painful knot.

Severus kissed her temple and continued his ministrations. When the last of her tension was released, Severus adjusted their positions so that they were facing each other side by side. Severus lowered her gently, holding the back of her neck in one hand, until her hair was submerged in the water. Hermione closed her eyes as Severus used his free hand to push a few stray curls from her face. He brought her back up into a sitting position; then reached for her bottle of shampoo that was sitting close by. The scent of lavender and roses filled the air as Severus squeezed a liberal amount of the fragrant liquid into his hand. He began to sensually massage the shampoo into Hermione’s hair in slow circular motions. She was almost purring at the sensations his fingers were causing. When her hair was thoroughly lathered, Severus again cupped the back of her neck to ease her back into the water. He rinsed the shampoo from her hair then applied some conditioner allowing it to soak in for a moment. While the conditioner was absorbing, Severus applied some body wash to a sponge working it into a rich lather before gently rubbing it over her skin. Hermione felt another spark of arousal course through her as Severus meticulously washed her body. The slightly rough texture of the loofah against her nipples caused her to moan in delight.

“Severus!” She gasped when he lowered the sponge to her apex.

Her cry broke the last of his control; casting the loofah aside, Severus quickly rinsed her hair then pulled her gently onto his lap so that she was straddling him. He kissed her fiercely putting all of the love and passion that he felt for her into it. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, ravishing it. Their tongues dueled for dominance as they each tasted the other. Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist feeling his erection against her bum. Hermione drew him closer, intertwining her fingers in his hair as she devoured his mouth. Needing relief, she began to rock her hips back and forth trying to get some friction on her throbbing sex. Severus growled deep in his throat at the sensations her movements were causing.

“Severus, please!” Hermione whimpered.

“Yes!” He hissed as he lifted her slightly in order to position himself at her entrance.

Feeling Severus’ hard member sliding against her sex, Hermione shuddered in ecstasy before thrusting down onto Severus’ waiting cock, fully sheathing him in her tight, wet, warmth. Even after all this time, she still felt engulfed by him, her inner walls stretching to accommodate his magnificent length and width.

“Gods, Hermione!” Severus gasped, the clenching of her inner muscles nearly sending him over the edge.

He held her still, as he was buried to the hilt in her tight embrace, trying to regain his control. The feel of him throbbing within her was almost her undoing. Hermione loved to feel him throbbing; it was a heady pleasure, knowing that she could make him react that way and it never failed to heighten her own arousal. They stayed that way for a time, kissing and scarcely moving against each other, building their desire. His breath came in ragged pants, hot against her neck, as he began to nip and suckle at her flesh. He trailed his hands over her body, coming to a stop at her breasts where he flicked and twisted her nipples. Hermione gave a soft moan as he softly pinched each sensitive bud. Severus lowered his head slightly so that his mouth was level with her creamy globes. Teasing first one and then the other, he lapped at her rosy nubs with his tongue. Taking one voluptuous orb into his mouth, he sucked softly at first. Hermione brought her hands to his head and pulled him closer; urging him on. He took her in further, suckling harder as her desire built.

He brought his head up to claim her mouth again, devouring her. He placed his hands on her hips, instigating a slow, sensual rhythm.

“Oh Gods, love,” she moaned, arching her back as she began to ride him.

Severus growled as she began to clench her muscles with every up stroke. “So good. So bloody hot!”

The world around them faded away. Water began to slosh over the edge of the tub as they began to move with abandon.

“Severus…harder…deeper!” Hermione panted.

He began thrusting his hips up to her every time she plunged down. The friction was intense; causing them to move ever closer toward their climaxes. She began to grind her pubic bone against his, as her orgasm was building. The tension escalating within her was almost unbearable. Her lips came crashing down onto his in a bruising kiss, her hands tangling in his raven tresses. Severus knew that he would not last much longer and brought his hand in between them to play with her clit.

“Come for me, love, let me hear you sing,” Severus crooned; pumping into her as fast and as hard as the water would allow.

Hermione gripped Severus’ shoulders digging her nails into his flesh as she screamed.

“SEVERUS!” The sheer power of her orgasm caused her vision to go momentarily black.

The milking spasms of her inner muscles sent Severus over the edge, with one final deep thrust and an animalistic roar.

“Fuck yes. HERMIONE!”

The couple clung to each other panting for breath and waiting for their heartbeats to return to a normal rhythm.

“I love you so much,” Hermione whispered before bringing her lips back to Severus’.

The kiss was slow and gentle; holding none of the desperation that there had been previously.

“And I love you,” Severus replied

“Take me to bed, Severus,” Hermione whispered against his ear nipping at his earlobe.

Severus lifted her from his lap before climbing out of the tub. Severus proffered his hand to Hermione to help her out of the bath. He grabbed a fluffy towel from the cabinet and wrapped Hermione in it; then reached for his own, securing it around his waist. Taking her by the hand, Severus led Hermione into the bedroom and ushered her to lie down the bed.

Hermione watched him move around to the foot of the bed and couldn’t help but smile at the sight before her as Severus removed the towel at his waist. She never got tired of just looking at him. She drank in the sight of his alabaster skin that stretched over his taut muscles. He had strong wide shoulders, clearly defined pectorals that tapered into his chiseled abs. He had a fine dusting of dark hair that began at his navel and traveled in a thin line down his lower abdomen to the thick nest of hair at his manhood.

He made his way onto the bed and up her body bit by bit, leisurely caressing every inch of her body.

“You are so bloody beautiful,” he muttered as he looked into her amber eyes seeing all of the love and passion that she felt for him. “I could worship you forever.”

He loved her curves. She had the body of a Goddess, generous breasts, soft rounded hips, and a great arse. He came to lie next to her, his body flush against her side. Severus brought his face down and brushed his lips against hers, teasing her with the scarce touch. His hands moved along the edge of the towel that was secured just above her chest. Hermione closed her eyes anticipation, and then felt his hand on her breast again. He spread out his fingers so it was completely encircled, and began to knead gently. Her breath quickened as he slid his palm over her body. Even through the thick towel, he could feel her nipple hardening again. He started to knead a little bit more firmly, and the fingers of his other hand delicately caressed her palm. Her breathing grew ragged. Hermione brought her hand up to the nape of Severus’ neck, pulling him in for a hard kiss. She kissed him passionately; her tongue moving into his mouth as she gently dragged her nails of her other hand across his bare back, causing a guttural growl to escape his throat. He pulled the towel away from that which he most desired, as he drew her lower lip between his, suckling on it a little as he drew away.

He lowered his mouth to pay homage to her creamy globes. He swirled his tongue around one rosy nipple drawing it between his lips to suckle and nip before trailing opened mouth kisses across the valley of her chest and giving the same treatment its twin.

“Yes,” she breathed, as a current of arousal rocketed through her. “Yes.”

“I love the way you react to my touch,\" he whispered, his eyes catching hers, as he tweaked and pinched her nipples. \"The noises you make have me throbbing.”

He abandoned his ministrations, turning his attention to her lush lips; kissing her deeply. He placed a delicate kiss to her forehead before slowly making his way down Hermione’s body. He nipped at her earlobe before kissing his way down her jaw and up to pay the same attention to her other ear. He placed gentle kisses around her face; pausing momentarily at her mouth, where he licked her lips teasingly before continuing his journey. He licked and nipped at her neck, working his way down her body. Her hands tangled in his hair as she tried to guide him to where she desired his attention the most, but Severus was having none of it.

“Behave or I will be forced to bind your hands to the bedposts,” Severus drawled.

“You promise?” Hermione purred seductively and was pleased to see Severus’ cock twitch in response.

“Insatiable minx,” Severus growled before returning his attention to her collarbone where he resumed kissing and licking his way down her body.

He paused momentarily at her breasts, laving and nipping at the sensitive flesh; reveling in the little mewling sounds that she made. He moved from her breasts to her arms, kissing the crooks of her elbows. He stopped to trace the perfect triangle formed by three dark freckles just above her left elbow and placed a reverent kiss at the center of it before moving down her arm to her wrist. He placed tender kisses on her palms and the tips of her fingers. He shifted his body as he returned to valley of her chest, working his way down her abdomen. Hermione gasped as he dipped his tongue into her navel, and squirmed as he flicked his tongue over the ticklish spots by her hips. Severus kissed down one smooth leg until he reached her foot. Hermione propped herself up on her elbows, avidly watching his every move through half-lidded eyes. As he began to suck on her toes, Hermione threw her head back letting out a loud moan as she clutched at the bedclothes.

“Severus…” the word was like a sensual caress.

Severus made sure that each toe received equal attention; swirling his tongue around each little digit and gently applying suction before moving on to the next. Hermione was nearly panting as she watched him. She had never really considered her toes an erogenous zone, but Severus had proven time and time again that they indeed were, and she loved the paroxysms that rippled through her body as a result.

When her toes were thoroughly attended to, Severus kissed and licked his way up her feet, nipping playfully at her ankles before traveling back up her legs. He caressed and nibbled his way up her calves to the back of her knee and to the hypersensitive flesh of her inner thighs. Just as she thought he was going to ravish her with his mouth, he abruptly moved back up to lave at her navel.

\"Severus...please,\" she whimpered.

She was rewarded as he slowly situated himself between her thighs and placed a tender kiss on her curls that surrounded his ultimate goal.

Severus slowly dragged his tongue up her wet folds, causing her to moan, “Gods.”

He stimulated her most-sensitive flesh with his lips and tongue. His hands held her hips firmly as she tried to buck against him. Severus was taking her on a wild ride that had Hermione gasping his name and pulling him tighter to her center. Arching her back, she tried to concentrate on every sensation he offered to her. He began making languid circles with his tongue, coming within millimeters of her clit but never actually caressing it. For every two circles his tongue made, he would then descend to her opening and tease it; never entering but applying gentle pressure as he lapped at her essence. He thought she tasted heavenly. Hermione mewled and whimpered; desperate for more. His tongue swirled delicately over the tender folds of skin and finally he flicked the sensitive bundle of nerves. He descended again, this time plunging into her entrance. She cried out when his tongue entered her; exquisite, undiluted pleasure rocketed through her again and again. The feelings built within her, compounding upon each other, feeding on the delight only Severus could bring her. Every cell in her body tightened as Severus ran his tongue over her nub and then took it between his lips and sucked vigorously. Hermione let out a scream; his name escaped her lips as she hurtled towards oblivion. Severus continued his ministrations, deliciously prolonging her orgasm. The sounds of someone in complete ecstasy escaped her continuously, filling the air like a siren’s song.

When Hermione came back to herself, she opened her eyes just in time to see Severus smile wickedly at her before he crawled up the bed and positioned himself over her. He leaned in to caress her lips again. They were still swollen from previous kisses; making them all the more warm and soft beneath his. He ran his tongue over her lower lip before drawing it between his own and suckling lightly. As her mouth opened to him, he entangled his tongue with hers. Hermione wrapped her arms around Severus’ neck; her fingers brushing through his soft, silky hair. When the overpowering need for breath forced the kiss to end, Severus grasped her leg, wrapping it around his waist as he guided his cock to her slick opening.

\"Merlin, I love you,\" he whispered before thrusting into her, sheathing himself fully within her.

They both just lay there for a minute, wanting to savor the wonderful sensation of him perfectly filling her. Finally Severus gradually withdrew, a guttural moan escaping him as Hermione’s inner muscles tightened around him. When only the head of his cock remained in her tight warmth, he promptly thrust back in deeply. He set a slow pace, making long, languorous strokes; allowing the sensations that the woman he cherished bestowed to consume him. Hermione brought her legs up to wrap around his waist, her body moving against his as she began to arch into his thrusts. His lips moved over her face and neck nibbling and suckling at her creamy flesh. The two lovers rhythmically moved as one, their eyes conveying all the love, passion, and ecstasy that they felt for each other. With each thrust, Severus subtly twisted or changed his angle, making her whimper as he hit that special spot within.

Lifting her legs up he placed them over his shoulders in order to penetrate her even deeper. He quickened his rhythmic pace, now adding pressure each time he returned, and Hermione felt him against her cervix with every delicious stroke. Grasping his buttocks firmly, pushing him into her, she felt his pubic bone make contact with her clit and gasped. He again retreated and returned, harder than ever, and she cried out. Feeling her begin to spasm around him, he began to pound into her with abandon. He continued in this vein for the next few moments, while she quested with her finger, running back and forth along the path that ran back from his balls, starting to increase the pressure. He jolted violently, crying out, and his thrusts became jerky. Hermione screamed his name and saw stars as she exploded. The spasms around his manhood from her orgasm were the trigger of his own release. He groaned Hermione\'s name into her ear and he poured himself deep into her womb; shuddering with the force of his excretion. They clung to each other, wanting to prolong the moment. When at last their breathing and heart rates returned to normal, Severus tenderly kissed Hermione putting all the love he felt for her into it. Slowly withdrawing from her, he moved to lie on his side pulling her with him, not wanting to let her go. Wrapped in his embrace, Hermione laid her head on Severus’ shoulder and traced designs lazily on his chest.

“How are you feeling now, love?” Severus inquired.

“Mmm, wonderful. You always know just what I need,” Hermione said, tilting her head to place a gentle kiss on his neck. “I love you, Severus.”

“And I love you,” Severus replied, drawing her into his warm embrace.

~~~FIN~~~

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