I Know You

A/N: A reward for all of your patience... and thank you for all of the lovely reviews. You have all been very kind.

Severus pulled Hermione gently into his bedroom and flicked his wand at the window, pulling the curtains across and lighting the candle sconces. They were on each other in seconds, and Severus kissed Hermione passionately as he fumbled with the buttons on her blouse in his eagerness.

At the last button, his slim fingers were trembling, and he pulled away to watch her blouse slip from her shoulders.

He ran his fingers beneath the loose straps of her bra.

'May I?' he whispered softly.

Hermione could hardly breathe. Her lips were red and swollen from his kiss, and she nodded mutely, hardly daring to believe that this was really happening. Severus smiled at her, his eyes shining as he slipped her bra off. He stepped back and stared at her full breasts and their caramel nipples that stood proud, demanding to be touched.

Hermione shivered with anticipation and watched in awe as he stared at her, his face filled with not just his obvious desire, but also something else that she had never seen before. She felt empowered, and her confidence started to build.

Stepping towards him, she unbuttoned the front of his shirt and planted soft kisses on the exposed skin. She felt him shudder as her breasts grazed his chest, and she lifted his hands and placed them on her, pushing his palms flat against her throbbing nipples.

'Make me feel something, Severus,' she whispered.

Severus groaned and closed his eyes a little as he started to caress her, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples. Hermione gave a small sigh of satisfaction and let her hands explore his torso. She pushed his shirt to the floor and ran her hands over his shoulders, feeling thin scars with her fingertips. Severus sighed softly and moved his hands, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close, kissing the side of her throat a little.

'We have both been scarred by the war, Hermione,' he whispered in her ear.

Hermione felt tears pricking her eyes, and she let the laughter she was feeling bubble up from her throat.

'I can't feel them any more,' she laughed, softly smiling at him.

'I love you,' he whispered, his eyes exploring her face.

'I know you do,' she replied with certainty. 'I love you too.'

Severus smiled at her and covered her mouth with his, crushing her lips and forcing his tongue inside. His hands found the waist of her jeans and he ran his fingers under the edge of the denim, teasing her a little. Hermione moaned and unfastened her own fly in frustration, causing Severus to laugh out loud.

'Patience, witch,' he laughed.

'I have been patient already,' Hermione murmured as her hands found his crotch. She cupped his testicles and ran a finger over the bulge in his jeans, her breath catching in her throat slightly. 'You are huge, aren't you?' she asked him.

'Yes, I am,' he murmured, a smirk on his face.

'Show me,' Hermione whispered hoarsely, taking a step back, her eyes never leaving his crotch.

Severus's eyes burned as he saw the desire in her eyes, and his cock twitched in anticipation as he flicked open the top button and found the zip. He paused for a moment and caught Hermione's gaze, raising his eyebrow in amusement. He pulled down the zip, and the fabric of his jeans almost sighed with relief, sagging forward and revealing tight black boxer-shaped briefs. Severus motioned to Hermione to step closer.

'Take them down for me,' he whispered.

Hermione licked her lips and nodded, hooking her thumbs into his jeans by his slim hips, pulling them firmly downwards. Severus stepped out of them quickly and grabbed Hermione's hand, placing it over his crotch.

'Touch me,' he sighed, closing his eyes and reaching for her breasts as he bent to kiss her.

Hermione groaned as her fingers explored the outline of his cock beneath the stretched fabric. He felt incredible. She gasped as he tweaked her nipples between his fingers and she felt a gush of juices running into her knickers. She couldn't wait any longer, and she allowed her hand to creep into his underwear, taking hold of his thick length tightly in her hand.

'Gods,' Severus hissed as she started to pull the skin up his shaft, her thumb caressing the head of his cock softly.

Severus kissed her deeply and then pulled away sharply, staring down at her.

'Get naked, witch,' he murmured at her, pulling her hand from his cock so he could remove his underwear.

Hermione heard the urgency in his voice, and the butterflies in her stomach started to fly about with joy. Whether Severus was aware of it or not, Hermione had never experienced an orgasm with a man before, but she knew that this time would be different. She was close already, and her pussy was throbbing and very wet.

Quickly, Hermione pulled down her jeans and her knickers, revealing her glistening pubic hair as she did so. Severus was watching her, a feral look in his eye, and he inhaled sharply as he caught the scent of her sex in his nostrils. He grinned at her and took her hands in his, walking backwards until his legs hit the side of his bed. Severus sat down slowly and put his hands on her hips, drawing her closer. Hermione's hands rested on his shoulders as Severus leaned forward and licked at her navel with his tongue. His large hands caressed her buttocks softly, and he squeezed them a little as he let his mouth move downwards slightly to the top of her pubic mound. He nuzzled his large nose there for a moment and inhaled, and then exhaled warm air, making Hermione giggle as it tickled her.

Severus looked up at her and caught her eye, winked at her and shuffled his head downwards. Hermione gasped and grabbed his hair with her hands as she felt his tongue beginning to explore her curls, pushing and probing, and finally, as she hissed and threw her head back, licking.

Severus found her clit and ran his tongue across it slowly and then back again with tiny flicks. He pushed her buttocks forward with his hands and started to devour her, running his tongue around her labia softly and then going back and sucking on her clitoris very gently. He was running out of space, so he lifted her thighs and carried her with him as he laid back on the bed, leaving her straddling his face, her arms in front of her to give her balance. She tipped her head downwards and watched as he pleasured her with his mouth. Hermione gasped and moved her pussy over him as she felt her orgasm starting.

'Severus, fuck, I think I'm coming,' she moaned softly, her head collapsing onto her arms. Severus increased his pace and then gently and very slowly inserted a finger into her tightening vagina. Hermione cried out, and her thighs started to shudder violently as her orgasm ripped through. She keened loudly, and her juices spurted over Severus's face forcefully. He smiled beneath her, but Hermione had gone to a different place and didn't feel it. It was some moments before she was back in the room, and she felt him stroking her face, wiping away the unconscious tears she was now crying.

Hermione smiled up at him gently, her eyes heavy.

'Okay?' he whispered.

'Definitely.' She grinned at him and stretched luxuriously. 'Thank you.'

'Don't thank me yet; I haven't finished with you,' he murmured, bending to kiss her softly.

'Glad to hear it.' She smiled.

'You taste delicious. Do you know that?' he murmured as his hands drifted lazily to stroke her breasts.

Hermione blushed. 'No one has ever tasted me before, so no, I didn't know that,' she giggled.

'Really?' Severus looked at her in surprise, and then a smug smile crossed his face.

They started to kiss again, gently at first, and then with more passion until Severus rolled himself on top of her.

'I can't wait any longer. I have to be inside you,' he whispered, stroking her face with his hand gently and kissing her lips over and over again. Hermione gasped and nodded.

'Please, I want that too.' She kissed him back fiercely, and Severus moaned as he moved his thick cock to her entrance. He paused for a short moment and stared down at her.

'Are we really doing this?' he murmured in amazement, not really expecting an answer.

'If we're not, it's the best dream I've ever had,' Hermione whispered, and tears welled up in her eyes.

'No crying,' he whispered, 'but you can scream if you want to.'

Severus hissed and pushed himself forward, forcing his thick cock into her soft, warm vagina. He gasped and let out a long breath.

'Holy fuck,' he whispered softly, his eyes closed as he bent his head to hers, kissing her tenderly, his tongue snaking in and out of her mouth as it wrestled delicately with hers. He wanted to savour the moment this time, not rush things and have it over with too quickly. But her vagina was clamping down on him, and she felt so good, it was almost painful for him to hold back.

Hermione grabbed Severus's buttocks and urged him to move. Her eyes were tightly closed as she concentrated on the feel of him, and as he started to move his hips, she gasped and tipped her head back a little as he ground his hips against her and rubbed at her clitoris over and over again. He was large, for sure, and she could feel his girth stretching her, his length pounding into her, and his balls hitting her with each thrust. She felt her orgasm building, different this time, intensely burning from deep inside her, as he increased his pace and started to grunt. The sound of his pleasure made Hermione thrum with desire, and she felt a gush of warm moisture cover him as he slid his length in and out of her smoothly.

He was becoming more vocal now, grunting and then shouting out incoherently as he pushed himself up onto his arms for more purchase. Hermione watched his face contorting in pleasure, his sweat soaked hair swinging around his face as his lips twisted into a tight grimace, his eyes half closed. She stared at the sweat trickling down his slim torso and the trail of dark hair leading from his navel to where their bodies were meeting with force now. She could see his cock disappearing inside her, shiny and slick with her juices. His legs were shaking, his cock was going as hard as a rock inside her, and Hermione felt something explode inside her head as she came violently. Her body bucked as he met her with his thrusts, followed by a deep, guttural roar as he came, pinning her to the bed with his cock, pulses of semen hitting her inner walls as he continued to shudder and moan above her.

Hermione lay limp beneath him as he continued to thrust gently, sighing and revelling in the last moments of his pleasure. He opened his eyes and smiled a soft, sated grin as he gazed down at her. Her eyes were closed, her mouth turned upwards at the corners, her skin covered in a soft, glowing sheen of perspiration and her breasts rising and falling quickly as she caught her breath.

'Perfect,' he whispered softly, bending to kiss her soft, swollen mouth.

'Was it?' she smiled, half opening her eyes to look at him.

'Not it. You.' He smiled and kissed her again, so she knew exactly what he meant.