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Severus gave a huge sigh as the last of the first year Hufflepuffs Ravenclaw Potions class left the dungeon. Another year, another crop of dunderheads who didn’t know the first thing about Potions let alone how to brew the simplest elixir. He’d thought that Potter’s stupidity could not be topped, but each year he was surprised to witness the ineptitude of the latest crop.

Taking a deep calming breath, he rubbed his fingers across his brow; he really would have to get Minerva to agree to take his wife on as a junior Potions professor, so he could concentrate on those who chose to study the magical art of Potions and his research interests. The saving grace was that his work day was over, and what’s more it was a Friday. The weekend stretched out in front of him with no obvious interruptions.

Making the short walk from the dungeon classroom to his living quarters, Severus’ mind wandered to his young wife, she should be home soon. He had missed her whilst she was away visiting Neville and Luna. With the thought of her imminent return, he felt his cock harden, she’d only been away for a few days, but she had awoken a need in him he had suppressed for many years.

Once he was within their quarters, he shed the frock coat he still wore to intimidate his pupils. Heading for the table where the decanter of Ogden’s sat he picked up the latest Potions journal off the coffee table. Pouring two large glasses, in anticipation of Hermione’s return, Severus sat in his armchair which was on the right-hand side of the ornate fireplace... He hadn’t got far when he recognised the signs that the floo was being activated.

Hermione stumbled from the fireplace straight into the waiting arms of her husband. She didn’t have time to brush herself off before his wanton mouth ravaged her own with an urgency that took her breath away. She leaned in closer, grasping at his hair, pulling him tighter towards her. She felt his hardness and her own arousal responded, dampening her cotton knickers in anticipation.

“Need... You... Now” he moaned, grinding against her hips, “Missed... You.”

“Severus.” She sighed, grinding her hips in time with his, “Need... You... Too.”

Fingers fumbled as buttons where undone, naked flesh rubbed naked flesh as his fingers removed her blouse, quickly followed by her bra. Her nipples were erect, inviting him to caress and taste her. Slowly and deliberately he kissed down her neck, to its junction with her shoulder, he paid particular attention to the small dip there, knowing full well the effect it would have on his wife.

Finally his kisses arrived at her breasts; his tongue licked a path towards the nipples, the combination of cool air on the wet trail causing her nipples to further harden. Then he took the left nipple in his mouth, caressing with his tongue before sucking gently. She moaned at his slow, deliberate attention, rubbing her groin against his.

“Ahhhh, Severus, Sod the bed, I want you in me now!” Her fingers found the fly of his trousers and made short work of undoing the zipper. She wasn’t surprised to find that he was not wearing any undergarments. Her fingers danced along his hardened erection, her nails sending a shiver down his spine.

“Circe, Hermione, I won’t last if you continue doing that.”

With that Hermione was knelt in front of him, mouth level with his erection, hands pulling his trousers down over his hips. He watched as she licked her lips before leaning forward and taking his cock into her warm, wet mouth, gently sucking as she took more of him in.
“Seriously Love; I won’t last if you keep this up...”

Releasing him from her mouth, she pulled him down to join her on the hearth rug. He ran his fingers up her thighs and sought the knickers that provided a flimsy barrier to his growing need. Pushing her skirt up, he pushed the crotch of her knickers to one side as his tongue sought to taste her arousal. Finding her nub he sucked gently before stroking the area with his tongue.

“Severusssss,” she hissed as her orgasm built within, “ahhhh.”

His eyes gazed upon her as she arched her back, raising her hips towards his mouth. Taking the hint he pushed his tongue harder against her flesh, sucking her nub once more before sinking his tongue into her vagina tasting her arousal. His own need well past the point of no return, he traced a path back up her body to her lips. Using a hand to position himself, he placed a chaste kiss upon her lips before entering her. He raised himself up on his extended arms, looking her in the eyes.

“I missed you my dear, even though we have only been parted for two days, it felt like an eternity.”

With that he began to slowly thrust in and out, grinding his hips against her once he was fully sheathed within her. They quickly adopted a mutual rhythm with a slowly building tempo, stoking their building orgasms, each desperate for release but wanting to last as long as possible.

Hermione was the first to crash over the edge, screaming his name as she came, he followed shortly after as her walls pulsed around his erection, milking every last drop of cum from his body. He gave a few last thrust before carefully dropping to her side.

“Merlin woman, I’m getting too old for rutting like animals on the floor. Although, I have to say, I did rather enjoy that.”

Hermione smiled lazily before summoning a blanket to cover them temporarily whilst they recovered from their love making. This was one welcome home that neither would forget in a hurry.