19. Sharing.

19. Sharing

They were lying together, naked in the candlelight, their bodies half in shadow and their highlighted skin luminous and glowing.

Severus had his head propped up on two pillows and was looking at Hermione, who was splayed across his chest, her hair like a chestnut waterfall running down her back. They were smiling at each other the way new lovers do, shy but amazed at how wonderful the other person makes them feel.

Hermione stroked Severus’s cheek with a slim finger and felt a thin line of stubble. He smiled at her, and she traced his smile, then moved her hand to his chest, pulling at the smattering of hair around his nipples softly.

‘Your eyes are amazing,’ Hermione murmured as she stared at him and his eyes twinkled back at her.

‘Are they?’ he chuckled softly, stroking her hair with his smooth, pale fingers.

‘Sometimes, I can’t tell what you’re thinking at all, then other times… it’s obvious… like when you’re angry. Or when you’re turned on…’ Hermione giggled a little.

‘And of course, you have to know what I’m thinking.’ Severus smirked a little.

‘Not all the time… Just, well… sometimes… like when I’m worried about you….’ Hermione smiled softly at him.

‘Why would you worry about me?’ Severus frowned at her.

‘You’re my friend, and you’ve been through a lot. Of course I would worry… I always did. Why do you think I came into the shop that day?’ Hermione pursed her lips a little.

‘I thought you wanted a job,’ he muttered. ‘I didn’t know you were there out of pity.’

‘It wasn’t pity, Severus. I came into the shop because I hadn’t seen you in such a long time, and I wanted to know if you were well. I cared about you.’ Hermione frowned back at him. He was so incredibly touchy.

Severus relaxed as he saw the truth in her eyes. It would be so like her to visit someone out of concern, the way she does with the Longbottoms, he mused.

‘What do want from your life, Hermione?’ he murmured, softly pulling her up his body until her legs were either side of his hips, his erection resting along the inside of her thigh. He started to stroke her buttocks gently as she kissed him and then thought about his question.

‘The war changed things for me, I think. Before, I wanted to study, University… travel a little… perhaps write, do some Potions research. All of that. There was so much. But then afterwards, I think my priorities changed. After my parents were killed, I realised how important family is… and friends, being with the people you care about, having conversations… being able to stay still, not having to keep moving to avoid being attacked or captured.’ Hermione stared into his eyes and saw a look that said he knew exactly what she was talking about.

‘Surely you didn’t plan on staying in the shop for the rest of your life?’ He looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

‘Well… I might have moved on if I had been matched with someone else, but I didn’t ever think about leaving, really. I love it. I can do all the things I wanted to do, and now,’ she bit her lip as she looked at his mouth, ‘there’s an added bonus.’ She raised her eyes to his and smiled a sexy smile before crushing his mouth with hers.

Severus moaned as Hermione shifted herself so his cock was resting at the entrance of her pussy, her tongue plundering his mouth as she rubbed her wet lips over him.

She pulled away a little and stared him in the eye.

‘I love you,’ she rasped, kissing him even harder and hissing as she started to push her hips down and slid his length into her slowly. Severus moaned into her mouth and put his hands onto her buttocks as she started to move her pelvis around on top of him in small circles, pushing her clit against his firm flesh. Hermione loved the thought of being in control and wondered where this wanton side had been hiding. She had no intention of going back, and part of her was intrigued to see what else Severus could show her.

‘Sit up and fuck me, witch,’ Severus hissed in her ear as she suckled his throat, marking him for the first time. She sat up and admired her handiwork, resolving to put one somewhere less noticeable next time. Severus tipped his pelvis upwards, and Hermione jumped as she felt him nudging her cervix.

‘Gods, Severus… you are huge!’ she gasped. ‘It can’t be normal.’

Severus grinned at her and moved his thumb to her clit.

‘You are ruined for other men, Miss Granger,’ he intoned throatily, gasping as she started to bounce up and down on top of his cock.

‘I will never know, Severus. I will never want another man as long as I live,’ Hermione gasped as she started to move faster, Severus’s thumb now moving in circles as she neared her orgasm already.

‘You should be careful what you say, Hermione,’ Severus whispered as he looked at her face, her head tipped back, her eyes closed and her mouth twisted in a grimace of ecstasy. ‘I may think you mean it…. Oh, shit… oh… oh, gods… don’t stop.’ He felt his balls tightening and closed his eyes slightly, his tongue sticking out from between his teeth a little as he watched Hermione’s breasts bouncing up and down.

‘Oh, fuck… oh, shit… I do fucking mean it, you idiot… Oh, shit, gods… MERLIN!!!’

Hermione sat down hard, and her orgasm exploded as Severus went stiff inside her, come shooting upwards and pulsing within her with such force, the sensations sent Hermione over the edge, and she came again as Severus kept his thumb working. Hermione moved her hips in small circles as Severus started to go flaccid inside her, enjoying the sensation of him. Severus pulled her close to his chest and kissed her face over and over, slipping his tongue into her mouth as he groaned her name.

‘I love you, witch…. I love you,’ he whispered softly.

‘Mmmm... I know you do….’ Hermione snuggled against his shoulder for a moment until his cock slipped out of her and she slid to his side. Severus turned towards her, stroking her hair from her face and pulling the bedclothes over them both. Severus let his arm slide around her waist, and they looked at each other for a long time without speaking.

‘What do you want from your life, Severus?’ Hermione asked him softly, tentatively, knowing how he hated sharing his thoughts and feelings.

‘Interesting question,’ he murmured as he watched her soft mouth, her full lips curving into a warm smile. ‘I didn’t know I wanted anything until recently. And that was when I went to visit Ms Passiflora.’ He smiled at her. ‘I suppose if her magic is to be trusted, it would seem that what I wanted,’ he paused as he searched her beautiful face, ‘what I wanted was you.’

‘It feels so right… doesn’t it?’ Hermione’s eyes widened in a question.

‘It certainly does.’ Severus smiled and moved himself forward until their bodies were touching.

Hermione gasped and giggled. ‘Already?’ she asked him as she felt his erection probing her pubic hair.

‘Already…. Always, I think.’ Severus chuckled softly. ‘Let me make love to you one more time before we go to sleep?’

Hermione smiled. Severus took that as a yes.