Chapter Ninety-Four: The Rewards of Patience

Chapter Ninety-Four: The Rewards of Patience

1 April 1999

As Poppy cast the spell, Severus felt her magic rush through his penis into his balls and deep into his groin. He gasped, then let out a hoarse moan, and his penis jerked and pulsed.

"Oh, gods, Poppy! I am never casting this spell again...you're doing it from now on," Severus said breathlessly. "That was spectacular."

"If, of course, it was successful," Poppy said.

"I'd say it was successful," Severus replied. "I've never come before when it was being cast."

"You orgasmed? Maybe it's like in Healing...a Healing spell is more effective when cast by someone else than by oneself."

Severus shook his head. "I don't think that was it. But you're now enlisted to cast it...see the perils in wanting to learn new spells?"

Poppy laughed. "Well, I did it verbally this time, since I'd never cast it before. When I do it nonverbally, it may not be as spectacular."

"Somehow, I don't think so..." Severus gasped as he felt Poppy licking the shaft of his penis, then begin flicking a silk scarf over the head of his cock. Whatever he'd been about to say about the spell was driven from his mind.

Severus felt Poppy wrap the head of his cock in silk, and she giggled softly. As she lightly tied the narrow scarf in a bow just beneath the crown of his cock, he wondered how absurd he looked. She kissed the tip of his penis through the silk, then she kissed his sternum as her fingertips began to caress his abdomen very lightly. Severus tried to keep from hyperventilating as Poppy began to pass her tickling, arousing magic through her fingertips. His skin jumped under her caresses and his cock twitched, seeming to become impossibly stiffer.

Poppy's lips continued their sensuous path up his chest, and her hands followed. When her fingertips reached his nipples, Severus tried to control his breathing, but to no avail. Soon he was panting and gasping, bucking his hips, lust infusing his body and filling his cock, but Poppy didn't turn her attention back to his erection. He bit his lower lip to keep himself from begging her to suck him off, to wank him, to ride him, anything to alleviate the pressure of the impending orgasm and bring him over the peak, but she seemed to know just how much to stimulate him, just where to send her magic teasing through him, to keep him at the brink but not over it...and unlike when Bella would cast her spell maintaining his erection but not permitting him to come until she finally allowed him an agonising ejaculation, there was nothing painful about this heightened arousal. All his nerve endings seemed to quiver with pleasure, with pleasure and desire. He knew that his release in orgasm would bring him into ecstasy, not agony, and then Poppy would do it all again.

Poppy's lips and teeth teased one of his nipples whilst her right hand continued playing with his other, now sending short, fast pulses of sensual magic through her fingertips and into his nipple to course through his entire body. Her left hand strayed downward, brushing over his taut abdomen, and for a moment, Severus thought she was going to finally turn her attention to his cock, but she stopped before she reached it. Instead, she began to run her fingers lightly over the skin near his pubic bones, but always carefully avoiding contact with his erection. Severus, unable to see, felt that his cock had to be the size of his thigh, it felt so large and heavily engorged. He could feel his pulse thrumming through his erection and tingling traces of Poppy's magic pulsing with it.

Poppy kissed and nipped her way down his body, sucking and licking his skin, and she began to use her right hand with its light, whispery magic to caress his balls. She paused for a moment, and Severus could feel her moving, though she didn't shift from her position on the bed, then he felt a Levitating Charm raise his butt up off the bed, and a pillow slid beneath him before Poppy let him sink back down into it. She again kissed and licked his lower abdomen, and her right hand cupped his balls. There was a whispered Lavare charm, then Severus felt the warm, creamy potion at his anus, and Poppy began to massage his anus and perineum with the potion, which warmed more as she rubbed it in.

Severus groaned in pleasure as one of Poppy's fingers slipped easily into him. She found his wonder spot and massaged it, but only briefly, despite his appreciative moans, and he whimpered with desire as she withdrew her finger. Her lips began to tease his shaft as her fingers caressed his balls, and then Severus inhaled sharply as he again felt the warm, wet potion at his anus, and this time, a lubricated phallic object pressing into him.

Poppy pushed the dildo into his anus slowly, pausing several times, and still kissing and licking the shaft of his cock. She added an Unguo charm to ease penetration even more, and then pressed the dildo in farther.

"Oh, gods, Poppy, please! You're going to drive me mad!" Severus moaned.

Poppy laughed lightly, then swirled his balls with her tongue as she pushed the dildo in all of the way. With one word, she charmed the dildo to vibrate, then she grasped his shaft and began to stroke him rapidly.

"Ah! Ah ah ah! Yes! Oh gods!" Severus jerked upward, rising off the pillow as he came, his cock twitching and pulsing, Poppy squeezing it once more.

As he dropped back down onto the pillow, Poppy ended the vibrating charm and released her hold on his cock. She lay down on top of him and kissed his lips softly. Her naked breasts were soft against his chest, and her nipples, hardened.

"All right, Sev?" Poppy whispered.

He nodded and sighed. "Wonderful. Perfect."

"So perfect that it was sufficient for the day?" Poppy teased.

"Absolutely not. Your spell was highly successful, and I'm still ready for more...and I hope you are, too. I'd say it was time for you to take some pleasure, too."

He could hear Poppy's smile as she replied, "Oh, I will, I will. But without neglecting you. And believe me when I say that this was quite stimulating for me, too...if, perhaps, not as satisfying as it was for you."

Severus shifted his hips.

"Uncomfortable?" Poppy asked. "I can remove the dildo..."

"No, not at all...it's still feeling very good where it is," Severus said.

"It's a new one. I worked on its Transfiguration and charms yesterday. I hoped it would be . . . adequate. It also has another feature that I might like to try later today, or some other time soon."

"I liked the potion, too," Severus said.

"I brewed it last night," Poppy said. "I thought it might provide a bit more lubrication than the spell alone, which I found . . . not as lubricating as I would have preferred when we used it last time. For me, anyway."

"I like the Unguo spell alone, myself, but the potion adds something...that warming was a very nice touch."

"I'm glad you liked it. I hadn't brewed it in about twenty years, at least, but it's fairly simple."

"This blindfold, is it still necessary?" Severus asked, wanting to see what he could now only feel, Poppy's naked body lying against his.

"It is! But don't worry, it will come off at the right moment," Poppy replied. She kissed his lips, drawing them between her own and sucking lightly, then she straddled him, and Severus could feel her moving up.

There was a slight pause, then Severus felt the tip of one of her taut nipples at his lips. He parted his lips and flicked his tongue over her nipple; he could feel her quiver, and he began to suck, using lips and teeth and tongue, wishing that he could move more than just his head. He strained against the silken bonds, which brought him a peculiar pleasure in itself, as if he were reaching, reaching, reaching for Poppy, straining to touch her and capture her, but she remained tantalizingly out of reach. He moaned as Poppy sat back and her nipple popped from his mouth. A moment later, though, her other nipple brushed his lips, and as if she had read his thoughts, it disappeared before he could catch it between his lips. Then it was back again, and, deciding that turn-about was fair play, Severus closed his mouth and turned his head away.

"Ah-ah, Severus! There's a treat in store for you . . . a little one, and then a bigger one, if only you cooperate!"

He turned his head back and parted his lips, waiting for Poppy's breast. He took a flick at her nipple, then he smiled and flicked again. He closed his lips around her nipple and sucked, licking and sucking. She had used some potion on her nipple, and she tasted of mocha and cream, sometimes more of chocolate, sometimes more of coffee, sometimes more of cream, always delicious. Poppy rubbed her crux against his body as Severus licked and sucked until not a trace of the intense potion remained.

When his tongue slowed its circuit of her nipple, Poppy slowly drew back, then bent to kiss his lips. Her tongue met his, and she sucked it, causing his cock to twitch.

"Mmm, mocha," Poppy said.

"That was a surprise," Severus said. "A pleasant one...not that your tits need any added attractions..."

"I thought it might be interesting for you," Poppy replied. She reached behind his head and removed the scarf blindfolding him.

Severus blinked, then smiled up at Poppy. He waited for her to untie the other scarves, but she didn't. Instead, she moved off of him. As she did, Severus saw his cock, joyfully erect and peculiarly adorned with a fluorescent pink scarf wrapped around its head. A small spot of the silk was damp with droplets of precum.

"Oh, Poppy...that scarf..." He grimaced.

"Pretty in pink," Poppy said with a laugh.

Severus groaned. Poppy bent forward and kissed the tip of his penis through the bright scarf, pausing a moment to nuzzle it.

"Is there a point to the scarf, beyond providing you with perverse amusement?" Severus asked, enjoying the view of Poppy's rounded buttocks.

"Oh . . . another little treat for you . . . the scarf is quite charming. And a bit amusing, that's true. Little Pink Riding Hood," she said with a smile, stroking his shaft. "And I am looking forward to the riding."

"Mmm, I never thought you'd get to that," Severus replied, thinking that she was about to untie the bow encircling his penis and mount him, but she didn't.

Poppy's strokes became lighter, but she added her arousing magic, suddenly sending it through his cock and deep into his groin. Severus inhaled sharply, and Poppy looked back at him and grinned.

"Nice?" she asked.

"Oh, hell, yes." He gasped again. "Oh, gods, very naughty, Poppy." He moaned when she bent over and began to lick his balls as she continued to caress his shaft.

Her mouth moved from his balls to his penis, and she closed her mouth around the head of his cock. The scarf became warm and damp as she sucked rapidly, and Severus squirmed and thrust up, trying to bring more of his cock into Poppy's mouth, but she kept her lips closed around his cock just beneath the crown. She did increase her tingling caresses of his shaft, however, then she bit him lightly through the fabric of the scarf.

"Nng," Severus groaned. Poppy paused, but when no protest followed, she continued teasing his cock with her lips and teeth, running her fingertips up and down his erect shaft.

A moment later, her right hand tugged at one end of the bow, loosening the fluorescent pink scarf. Poppy raised her head, and another tug pulled the scarf off of his erection as she blew a cool breath across his newly naked glans. Severus groaned. The sensation was exquisite.

As Poppy moved to straddle his head, she took his penis in her mouth, moving up and down. She hovered over Severus's face, her vulva tantalisingly moist but just out of reach of his tongue.

"Down, witch!" Severus demanded.

She required not another word, but, still sucking his cock, lowered herself down to meet his mouth.

It was Severus's turn to make Poppy moan. He wished his hands were free to draw her closer...she seemed unreasonably afraid of smothering him or something. But he kept his tongue moving, licking and pressing, despite the distracting attention she was paying to his cock. Before she could come, though, Poppy drove him over the edge once more, swallowing around him, taking almost his full length into her mouth and the back of her throat. Severus saw stars and, for a moment, could only gasp and pant as he bucked into her.

Severus relaxed back down onto the pillow, going limp, and Poppy moved off of him. He opened his eyes.

"I wasn't finished there...just taking a bit of a pause," he said.

"You warmed me up sufficiently," Poppy said, smiling down at him. She kissed his lips, her kiss growing more passionate as she came to lie on top of him again, her hands massaging his shoulders and sides and her breasts brushing his chest.

"Untie me," Severus said when her lips moved down to his throat. He felt her shake her head. "I want to hold you," he explained.

"Later," Poppy said, moving further down his body to kiss his chest and tease his nipples. She raised her head and looked at him. "Unless you're uncomfortable...just say the word."

Severus shook his head. He had been able to shift his arms sufficiently so that he was not uncomfortable. He would play along. He did like it when Poppy tended to his every need, after all . . . he just wished he could direct it a bit more. Some other time, perhaps. And he really didn't mind being completely at her mercy. He thought that with a little wandless magic, he could probably even untie the brilliant yellow and green scarves himself...or Vanish them.

Closing his eyes to concentrate on the sensations, Severus suffered her to continue to play with him and kiss him, then he felt her reach between his legs. He opened his eyes in time to see her touch the flared end of the dildo and cause it to begin vibrating again, this time only lightly. Sitting up, she took his erection in one hand, then slowly lowered herself over him, letting out a soft, low moan of pleasure.

Poppy sat there for a moment, her eyes closed, then she began to move on him, squeezing his cock inside of her as she rode him. Up and down, back and forth, sometimes bouncing lightly, other times sliding her crux across his pelvis. He could feel her clitoris and vulva slip over his pubis, dampening his sparse hairs there with her juices. Her vagina was warm, soft, and wet around him, and she continued to squeeze him inside of her as she picked up speed, now only sliding over him, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid as his cock slid in and out of her and her clitoris rubbed against him.

Sweat rolled down Poppy's breasts, and her mouth was open as she panted and gasped, and Severus could tell she was approaching her climax.

"That's it, Poppy! Fuck me!" Severus encouraged. "Fuck my cock with your cunt and come! Such a wonderfully hot cunt you have, keep it up, fuck me, fuck me, Poppy! You love it, don't you, Poppy...you love having your cunt around me, fucking me. Yes, yes, that's it! That's it! Come, yes, come!"

Poppy's gasps became hoarse moans, and Severus could feel her vagina clenching spasmodically around his cock, and for the fourth time, he came hard, but still with no ejaculation.

Poppy collapsed on top of him, and he could feel the remnants of her orgasm as her vagina still twitched slightly around his erection.

After catching his own breath, Severus said, "Untie me now?"

Poppy nodded against him, then slowly raised herself up, blinking down at him. She looked at each of his wrists blankly, then she Summoned her wand, which wobbled its way up to her from where it lay at the foot of the bed. She took in a deep breath to clear her head, then flicked her wand twice, untying each of his wrists, but leaving the ends tied to the bedposts. She then set down her wand and lay back down on him. Severus put his arms around her.

After a few minutes, Severus said, "You do realise that you didn't lift the spell, don't you?"

Poppy nodded. "Mmmhm. I can feel you. 'T's very nice." As if to demonstrate, she wriggled slightly, pushing him farther in. "Besides, you didn't tell me how to release the spell."

Careful not to invoke the counter spell by saying the words aloud, Severus said, "Finite apsterrere."

"'Kay. I'll remember that." She raised her head and looked down into his face, smiling. "Perhaps for this time, you'd like to do that...and at an appropriate moment." She shifted closer to his head and kissed his lips.

"I do think you need more attention," Severus said. "And as it seems you've quite exhausted yourself..."

"Not completely!" Poppy insisted.

"No, I hope not completely, or you won't enjoy this as much as I want you to." Severus rolled, suddenly flipping Poppy over onto her back. He waved his hand and the dildo slid out of him and floated over to the bedside table. "You deserve a good, hard fucking after that, Madam Pomfrey."

"Is that a threat or a promise, Professor?" Poppy asked with a teasing smile.

"Both. I never make empty threats!" Severus growled. He bent and nipped at her throat, then sucked as he began to leisurely stroke in and out of Poppy as she rocked to meet his strokes. He was pleased when she whimpered. "You do have a hungry cunt today, don't you, Poppy? Can I satisfy it?"

"Yes, Severus, you can, I'm...ah, ah, ah! Yes, I'm sure!" She moaned loudly as his thrusts increased their pace and intensity.

"So hot, Poppy, so hot . . ." Severus's words faded into gasps of pleasure as he continued to pull out and plunge back in, hard and fast.

When Poppy's hips ceased rocking and she rose up, practically resting all of her weight on her shoulders, Severus knew she was close. He shifted his own angle and began thrusting with short, quick thrusts, and he felt her come again. She gasped his name hoarsely, and Severus cast the Finite nonverbally. He felt his orgasm burst upon him, and his ejaculation came stronger and harder for having been restrained.

Poppy opened her eyes to see Severus's head thrown back, the tendons and veins of his neck prominent as he came with a wordless cry, thrusting in a few more times until he had emptied himself into her dark warmth. Together, they collapsed back down onto the bed, going utterly limp. After a few gasping breaths, Severus turned slightly so that not all of his weight rested on Poppy, and his relaxing cock slipped from her vagina.

Poppy turned her head to kiss him, and she kissed the first spot her lips met, the top of his shoulder.

"Lovely, Sev."

"Mm. Very." He opened his eyes and with a contented sigh, looked into her face. "You are bloody brilliant, Poppy. Absolutely."

She smiled sleepily. "I hoped you might enjoy that."

"I did. I don't know why, but being tied up by you...it's incredibly arousing. And the things you do to me . . ." He kissed her lips, then the tip of her nose. "You're wonderful."

"You're not bad, yourself, Sev."

He smirked. "I know."

Poppy laughed and slapped him lightly on the arm. "No vanity in your family, I can see! You got the full share!"

He shook his head, still smiling. "No, it's you. I give the credit to you. You bring out the best of me in every way, even in bed."

"I like that."

"Except . . ."

"Except what?" Poppy asked.

"Except . . . I still feel jealous sometimes. I know that my jealousy could, well, it could become a problem. I don't want it to, Poppy. And that has nothing to do with you, except that you are so wonderful and I don't want to lose you . . . Could you help me, Poppy? If I begin becoming too jealous? I don't want it to cause problems for us, and I think it could."

Poppy nodded. "I suppose that telling you that you have no reason to be jealous doesn't help."

Severus shook his head. "There's always a part of me that knows that, even when I'm feeling my most jealous."

"I want to help, but I don't know how."

"Tell me. Tell me if I begin behaving irrationally jealous. Remind me that I don't want to. I don't know if it would help my feelings, but perhaps it might at least keep me from behaving like a fool and upsetting you."

"I can do that," Poppy agreed.

"Or if I start . . ." Severus stared at the ceiling.

"Start? Start what?"

"You know that my grandfather was an angry, bitter man. He had a strong violent streak, and not a little cruelty with it. My father . . . he wasn't a cruel man, but he did . . . when he drank, he had a temper. I know that I have the capacity for violence, cold, cruel, calculated violence, and for hot, angry, passionate violence. I never, never want to have you see that side of me. Especially . . . I can't imagine directing it toward you, not ever, but if I did, if I were to . . ."

"I don't believe you would, either, but we would deal with it."

Severus shook his head vehemently. "No. No. If I ever became violent toward you, even once. If I struck you or hexed you in anger, you must leave me. Leave me and . . . and take any measures necessary to keep me from you."

"Severus, I don't think..."

"Promise me, Poppy. I don't want to be that man in your life. Once would be too much. If it happened again . . . Poppy, I am strong, very strong. I don't want you to suffer irreparable harm from a hex or a blow. I would rather die."

"I don't believe you'd do that. Ever. Not to me. But if it makes you feel better, then, yes, I agree. Once would be too much."

"Good." Severus let out a long, slow breath.

"But if you have anger issues when we're together, we'll work on them together, and if you have problems with your anger becoming out of control, you'll see someone. You'll never raise your hand or wand against me, though, Severus. I know you won't."

"I don't think I would, either, Poppy. I can't even imagine it. But just in case . . . it makes me feel better to know you'll help me, and that you wouldn't tolerate it if I became . . . Dark and cruel again."

"Let's not talk about this now. In fact, I'd like a nice little nap with you," Poppy said, kissing his cheek.

"I like that idea." He gazed into her eyes and caressed her face. "You are wonderful, Poppy, more than I could ever hope to deserve, and I treasure you and hope you'll never regret being with me." He kissed her lips gently and drew up the sheet and comforter to cover them.

Severus was holding Poppy, still kissing her, her arms around him, when there was a tapping sound. The tapping continued, and they broke their kiss.

"An owl," Poppy said. "At the window."

"I told you that an afternoon wholly without interruption was unlikely," Severus said, but he waved his hand and opened the window to the owl.

"That's Wol," Poppy said. "From Gareth or Hermione, I expect. Unless Gertrude's back in Hogsmeade for the rest of the week."

Gareth's owl flew over to the head of the bed and settled on the headboard as Severus took the rolled up parchment from him.

"There's some nice cold chicken left in the sitting room, Wol," Poppy said, picking up her wand and opening the bedroom door. "Help yourself!" She turned to Severus. "For you or for me?"

"Me. From McGonagall," Severus said.

"Well, are you going to read it?"

"I don't particularly feel like it right now."

"You may need to respond, though," Poppy said practically. "Best to do that whilst Wol is still here so you needn't make a trip to the Owlery."

Severus rolled his eyes, but showed his agreement by breaking the seal on the parchment and unrolling the letter.