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Chapter 16 ~ The Final Battle
“Oh shit!” Hermione gasped.
She arched as Severus’s huge cock plowed into her, shifting his angle of entry in the process so he hit bottom even harder when he filled her. The witch let out a choked squeal of mixed pleasure and pain
Severus’ eyes flickered up to the whites with pleasure as he slid deep into Hermione’s soft, virgin-tight sleeve, her hot juices bathing him in wet heat. He looked down at the panting witch, who was trying to relax around him and rolled his pelvis lustfully, twisting his cock inside her and making her buckle, gasping. Gods she felt and sounded good
“Did you just say ‘Daddy?’” Severus breathed, holding still, enjoying her softness around him as he gave her a chance to adjust to his size. Hermione’s amber eyes were glistening wetly.
“No,” she whispered, almost overwhelmed by how delicious and right Severus felt, throbbing so deep inside her
Severus pulled back and thrust into Hermione again, his eyes fixed to her face, which was contorting, this time with more pleasure than pain as he slid through her, jerking her body, caressing her searing insides, soothing the burning ache within her by replacing it with his own sweet sting. Again the Potions Master held still, pulsing inside Hermione’s tightness, feeling a sense of victory that the infuriating, captivating young witch was wrapped around his cock at last.
Hermione suddenly rolled her hips experimentally, and was rewarded with a hiss, then a groan from Severus, as well as receiving a luscious burst of pleasure for herself as she manipulated him inside her. Her amber eyes narrowed a bit as she looked up at him. The witch was always a quick study. Severus looked down at her appreciatively.
“Trying to learn some new tricks?” he breathed.
In answer, Hermione flexed her inner muscles, squeezing his cock inside her and making him grunt in surprise and pleasure as she tightened around him.
“Yessss,’ he hissed, and began to fuck her, lifting himself up on his arms and arching into her, hitting her with long, strong strokes, biting his lip, his dark eyes closed in pleasure as her juices gushed around him. Hermione began to moan as he set his rhythm, burying his cock between her thighs, his lean body sliding over hers. Hermione met his thrusts, tilting her pelvis and guiding his stroke deeper, creating greater friction, tightening around him, her hot walls clamping, gripping and massaging his cock, making the Potions Master growl with delight. Damn. She was a natural.
Severus dug his toes into the mat and pistoned into her, his balls banging against her ass as Hermione began to cry out in pleasure, short rhythmic screams and shrieks torn from the witch as he hit bottom over and over, groaning as she continued to roll and pump her hips, her small hands gripping his buttocks, pulling him to her wantonly, and wriggling deliciously around his plunging cock, making him drive into her harder, the thump of her hips and slap of his body making an odd, steady heartbeat echo through the ROR. He watched her as they fucked, and she was a beautiful animal, covered with a sheen of perspiration, her hair spread wildly around her head, some fallen across her face, her amber eyes on fire, seeming to stare somewhere beyond him as she fought to meet him, taking his power, his urgency, his desire and throwing it back at him lustfully, equal in her own power, her own urgency and her own desperate desire
Hermione now knew what it meant to be possessed by a man, as the Potions Master slaked his thirst for her body with his own, his cock hungry, insistent, a harsh but tender sword cutting through her, an extension of his being probing, reaching, demanding every inch of flesh, every note of passion he could pull from her. There was no coldness now, no remoteness, no passionless, black-eyed ice-king. He was all heat, all possession, all focus and all hers as he claimed her, and the bubble of bliss that was swelling inside her was all the proof she needed that his passion was real, at least for this eternal moment. She gave herself over to him, but not quietly, not submissively…his hunger was her hunger, they were mirror images, surging, melding, melting into each other, both reflecting the same consuming need for completion that could only come from each other.
As Severus plunged into the passionate, beautiful witch crying out beneath him, meeting him thrust for thrust, stroke for delicious stroke, giving herself to him even as she took her pleasure from him, he knew he couldn’t get this satisfaction, this sense of wholeness from fucking any other witch. Hermione’s fire carried over from the conflicts and the small wars they engaged in, he could feel her flame burning deep inside her as he sheathed himself repeatedly in the warmth of her body, and he was totally and mortally consumed by it. As he stroked her, he stoked her, she was blistering around him now, her amber eyes hot and pleading as they locked with his, Hermione straining to reach some unknown pinnacle and pitch over it, sweat pouring freely off her petite, strong body as she worked fervently to find and solve the urgent mystery boiling up inside her.
Severus, seeing the desperation in her eyes, dropped on the witch, slipped his hands under her back and gripped her shoulders. Using her body for leverage, he pulled himself forward, ramming his cock to the hilt inside her, causing her to scream his name for the first time, making his chest grow tight as he continued to drive into her, lying skin to skin, his face turned toward hers, whispering tender obscenities as he fucked her almost brutally, encouraging her to surrender, to let go and let him take her where she needed to go. Hermione began to shudder beneath him, lost to everything but Severus’ words and his powerful possession. He pounded into her frantically, doing his best to release her, and sweetness burst beneath the ache, flooding Hermione’s body with bliss. She arched powerfully, lifting the Potions Master and howling his name, before she was flung outward, spinning, lost to intense pleasure.
The Potions Master hissed as the shuddering Hermione screamed his name and tightened around him like a living, pulsing vise, gripping his cock so strongly he was locked inside her, unable to do anything but groan as her orgasm washed over him like a liquid wildfire, setting off his own powerful release, his seed pouring through him as if a dam had burst, filling the witch to overflowing as he strained against her, groaning, grimacing, his mouth going slack. Every muscle in his body went taunt with an almost unbearable pleasure as he experienced his first climax in years.
Severus shot and shot into Hermione’s quaking body, the pulsing stream of come seeming endless, his balls pumping gush after gush of rich creamy sperm. After what seemed like hours, the Potions Master was finally spent, his chest heaving as he lay on the witch still shuddering beneath him, his face buried in her jasmine-scented hair. He could feel her heart beating against his own pounding heart, almost in tangent. They were soaked and Hermione was lying in a puddle of perspiration. She was beyond caring at this point, riding out the final delicious pulses of her orgasm, Severus softening inside her. She had never experienced anything so good in all her life. No wonder so many people were sex-crazy. Sergio had set her back years.
After a few minutes of cooling off, Hermione began to shiver, rousing Severus, who lazily cast a scourgify on them both, and the mat, then collapsed on Hermione again, sighing deeply as he nestled on top of her soft body, still inside her, his face turned toward hers, his eyes closed.
Hermione’s amber eyes swept over the Potions Master’s face. His features were softened, relaxed, and for the first time since she’d known him, he looked content. She smiled and brushed away a lock of silky black hair that had fallen across his big beak of a nose.
“Still think I can’t fuck?” she said softly. She could tell he wasn’t asleep.
“You’re passable,” he said shortly. Hermione frowned.
“What do you mean, passable? I really threw it on you,” she said angrily, “You couldn’t even close your mouth!”
Severus’ black eyes opened and fixed on her.
“I wish you’d close yours. I’m trying to recover from all the work I had to do,” he said, closing his eyes again.
Hermione pushed him off of her.
“Work YOU had to do? What work? Your cock’s so big it does all the work for you! Too bad it’s not detachable,” she said, scowling at him.
“You can always get a detached cock. It’s called a dildo,” Severus responded. “You keep this annoying whining up and it will be a wise investment for your future.”
Hermione lay there a moment. Then she hit a startled Severus right in the eye, slid off the mat and jumped to her feet, wincing a little.
“All right, let’s go,” she said, putting her hands up, “Come on, you and me.”
Severus was sitting up, holding his eye and scowling. He looked at the witch for a moment with his one good orb, then slid his long, lean body to the edge of the pile of mats, stood up and faced her. He lowered his hand. A nice bruise was forming. He’d have a shiner in the morning. Severus poked around his eye with his finger, winced at the tenderness, then looked at her blackly before putting up his hands. He made a “come and get some” motion with his pale fingers. Hermione’s eyes narrowed.
The two lovers studied each other for a moment, then charged.
Some wars just aren’t meant to end.
THE END
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A/A/N: By the way, those of you who liked Tonks and Kingsley, and would like to know their history, or how they became lovers, check out the little 4 chapter story “Medicinal Seduction or How to Restore an Auror” If you do, please leave a review. Thanks.