11. Wanting To Be Kissed

11. Wanting To Be Kissed

Hermione awoke in her bed and stretched. There was sunlight peeking in through the window a little, and she looked around herself quickly, piecing together the events of last night. She had been so tempted to go and knock on Severus's door, her body crying out to be touched by him, but something had held her back. She closed her eyes slightly and ran her tongue over her lips, remembering the feel and taste of his kiss. She smiled to herself and threw the bedclothes back, ruffling her curls with her hand. She wondered if Severus was out of bed yet as she wandered into her bathroom and turned on the shower, and her stomach flipped at the thought of seeing him again.

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Severus had sat up for an hour after Hermione had gone to bed, waiting for sleep to creep up on him. He had read his book for a while, but his mind betrayed him by drifting off to think about her. His erection was insistent as he remembered her kiss and the feel of her soft skin beneath his fingertips. Her hair was silkier than he had imagined it would be, and the scent of her vanilla and cinnamon shampoo lingered on him, teasing him and reminding him that he hadn't imagined it all. Not that Severus had ever imagined himself kissing Hermione Granger.

Severus was never one to plan ahead too far. Being in the service of the Dark Lord had taught him that each time he was summoned may be his last, and making plans would be futile. When he had finally gone to bed, however, his dreams were filled with images of Hermione. They were kissing in the library, then in his lab. He was showing her his home, and they kissed there, too. Then he was naked in his own bed and turned to see her curly head on the pillow beside his, and when he reached to touch her, she came to him willingly.

Severus awoke with a start; the sheets of his bed were tangled around his legs, his cock as rigid as a flagpole, sweat glistening on his chest. He relaxed against his pillow and sighed, running his hand across his brow. He wondered if Hermione was awake and decided to shower quickly and go and find her. He needed to kiss her for real. Dreaming just wasn't enough.

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They exited their rooms at the same time, and as they turned to walk, their eyes met across the lounge. They both paused mid-step before walking faster, meeting somewhere in front of the large sofa that dominated the room. Hermione flung herself at him, and he wrapped his arms tightly around her as their lips met and tongues searched for each other. Severus spun her around as they kissed and used his legs to push her onto the couch, where he covered her body gently with his.

Hermione ran her hands though his hair as she became aware of his weight against her and moaned softly beneath his mouth. She gasped as his tongue plundered her, and she felt herself growing wet between her thighs.

'Severus...' she murmured.

'Shhh...' he whispered, smiling as he bent to cover her mouth again, running his hands along her body and gently cupping her breast in his hand. He ran his thumb across an erect nipple through her soft, cotton t-shirt. Hermione almost exploded, and her eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth falling open.

Severus sucked at her bottom lip gently and ran his tongue across it before moving to her throat, planting gentle kisses along her soft flesh. Hermione arched her back and pushed her breast into his hand, and Severus gasped as he felt her hand stroking along the back of his shirt and slip beneath the waistband of his trousers, gently touching the top of his buttocks with her fingertips.

He pulled away from her suddenly and stared down into her face, his eyes dark and heavy with desire.

'What are we doing?' he gasped hoarsely. 'You wanted to wait...'

'You don't have to fuck me to make me feel good, Severus... Just improvise...' Hermione panted, her eyelids fluttering as she looked at him above her.

She had never felt so turned on, and she needed release. Even her own night time activities had never got her this wet. Severus understood her need.

'Not here...' he said softly and stood, adjusting his trousers around his tight erection.

He bent and lifted Hermione into his arms, hooking one under her thighs and one around her waist as she snaked her arms around his neck. He walked to her room, and the door opened as they approached. Hermione looked at him and giggled softly as he arched his eyebrow. He quickened his pace and deposited her onto the bed, pushing his shoes off before joining her, their lips finding each other, their bodies pressed together. Severus could feel her breasts pushing into his chest and ran his hand to her waist, lifting her t-shirt a little. Hermione groaned and pushed him away.

'Too slow....' she muttered and sat up, pulling the t-shirt over her bushy hair, revealing a white satin bra which pushed her breasts up slightly.

Severus stared at her breasts as she turned back to him, his eyes wide as he flicked up to her face hungrily.

'Go ahead... I want this as much as you do.' Hermione sighed as she lay back, and Severus fell onto her with his mouth, tracing small circles on her flesh with his tongue, his hands cupping her and thumbs circling her erect nipples through the fabric. Hermione put her hands in his hair, rolling his face over her as she started to moan, her head tipped back. She had never felt this good.

Severus loved the taste of her skin and laved his tongue along her cleavage. He lifted her up softly, covering her mouth with his and kissing her sensuously as he unfastened her bra, slipping the straps slowly off her shoulders. He discarded it somewhere and gazed down at her. Her breasts were larger than he had imagined them to be, her nipples caramel in colour, small points erect and begging to be kissed.

Hermione smiled as she watched him drink her in, stroking his hair softly as he licked his lips.

'Do you like them, Severus?' she asked him gently.

Severus raised his eyes to her and smiled. 'You are exquisite, Hermione... Beautiful... I had no idea what you were hiding under your cloak...' He chuckled softly.

'It's not all I'm hiding,' she whispered meaningfully, and his eyes darted down to her crotch slightly. Hermione laughed softly.

'I think you are naughty, witch... Do you know what you're doing to me?' he growled softly and bent, nuzzling her neck with his lips and kissing her, sucking softly on her ear lobe as he crushed his erection against her leg.

'I don't need to fuck you to make you feel good, Severus... Oh, gods...' Hermione cried out as he covered her breast with his warm, wet mouth and ran his tongue across her nipple over and over again.

Hermione started to squirm beneath him and sighed as he moved his mouth, paying the same attention to her other delicious nipple and sucking at her gently.

'Please, Severus...' Hermione pushed her crotch against his leg and started to grind herself against him.

Severus's breath hitched slightly, and he moved his mouth back to her lips, adjusting his legs to give easier access as he plundered her mouth. He could smell her arousal already and let his hand drift to the waistband of her jeans. He deftly popped the button and slid down the zip, his fingers finding the elastic top of her knickers and slipping downwards until her felt her curls beneath his fingers. She was wet, her juices slipping across his fingertips, and he groaned, pushing his cock and grinding slightly.

'So wet, Hermione... gods...' he gasped, his fingers moving lower down until they were parting her lips slightly. Hermione gasped and started to move against his hand. Severus needed more room and withdrew his hand, much to her disappointment. He moved down the bed slightly and grabbed the top of her jeans, pulling them over her hips until they were gathered around her ankles, her white knickers caught up in the denim. Severus glanced up at her. She was all but naked in front of him, and he felt the urge to posses her fully. Her lips were parted, her breasts pert and full, her hair like a soft, curly cloud across the pillow and her thighs slightly apart, her pubic hair glistening from her juices. He had done this to her, and he knew with certainty that she was his. No other man had seen her like this, and he felt humbled.

He went back up the bed and kissed her furiously, forcing his tongue into her mouth as his hand covered her pussy, his fingers parting her labia and spreading her juices across her clit, his fingertips brushing firmly over the engorged nub.

'Ah... Oh, shit!' Hermione writhed against him. 'Again, Severus... Please...'

Severus smiled and ignored her request, moving his hand away and slipping his fingertip into her opening slowly. Hermione gasped as he tipped his finger forward and rubbed slowly, her eyes snapping open as she stared at him.

'Shall I stop?' he whispered, his eyes glinting as he enjoyed her surprise.

'Don't you fucking dare!' she gasped, and he chuckled, bending his head to kiss her again, his finger maintaining the pressure on her G-spot as she started to grind onto his hand firmly.

'Oh... oh, gods... oh, gods!' Hermione started to shudder, and he knew she was close.

He pulled his hand away quickly and moved his head between her legs. With no preamble, he fixed his mouth to her vagina and slipped his tongue inside her, swallowing her juices and closing his eyes as he revelled in the taste of her.

Hermione was in another place, his tongue snaking through her labia until he found her clit and inserted his finger again. He started to thrust into her firmly and flicked his tongue across her clit in a regular rhythm. Hermione grabbed onto his hair and rubbed her pussy over his face, her hips lifting from the bed as she started to moan loudly.

'Oh, gods... oh, shit... oh, oh... oh, my gods... oh, yes, don't stop, please don't stop... OH YES!'

Hermione bucked forward, and Severus tried to hold her down with his free hand as she came over and over. Her vagina clamped on his finger, juices gushing from her as he lapped at her, inhaling the scent of her orgasm. Her body went limp, her breathing heavy as she revelled in the afterglow of her orgasm. She had never experienced anything so intense, and a small smile played around her mouth as he crawled up her body and kissed her lips, letting her taste herself.

Severus smiled down at her as her eyes opened softly. 'Are you alright?' he murmured.

'More than alright. That was amazing.' She smiled at him. 'You ticked one of my boxes, anyway.'

'Did I indeed? I didn't see an option for 'earth-shattering orgasms' on my form,' he teased her gently.

'Funny man...' She smiled. 'It was the 'take control in the bedroom' box, if you must know.' She giggled a little as he started to stroke her breasts again.

'Oh, I think you may find I can be very controlling in the bedroom, if we get that far...' He smiled at her and kissed her again.

Hermione smiled under his mouth and pushed her tongue between his lips. Severus gasped, and she laughed, a deep, womanly sound that had his stomach in knots. She pushed him away slightly and stared into his eyes.

'Your turn,' she whispered.

A/N: Don't ask me where that came from. I have no idea... Hermione was meant to wait and be a good girl for a while, but the muse has its own wicked ideas!

Just want to say thank you for the brilliant reviews this story has recieved. I have been giggling... a lot!

And a quick 'High Five' to Kizzy, for getting rid of all my rubbish and making this readable.