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Sexual Understanding	By : loola Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 17783 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Ok guys, here�s the last chapter. I
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n stn style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>�Did that
disgust you?�

After
their vigorous lovemaking, Hermione had curled into Severus� lap, turning so
she could lay her legs over his thighs. Her head was resting in the crook of
his neck and they were both completely naked; Severus had quickly removed
Hermione�s underwear, keen to feel her body against his own. She shifted her
head to regard him. He wasn�t looking at her, his gaze on the floor as he
absentmindedly stroked her bare hip.

�Do you
think I would have done it if it had?�

He looked
somewhat relieved at this pronouncement and turned to her, resting his chin
against her temple.

�I enjoyed
it.�

He
snorted.

�I bet you
did, you little minx.�

She smiled
with him and hugged his body closer, wanting to crawl right under his skin.
Severus waved his hand lazily and two goblets and a bottle of wine sped towards
them. He quickly poured the liquid and passed Hermione a glassful. They both
drank deeply and remained relaxed in the armchair, warmed by the firelight and
each other�s bodies.

After a short
while, they decided to move to the comfort of Severus� bed. He hoisted her up
into his arms and carried her gallantly across the room before depositing her
gently in the green sheets covering his large bed.

Hermione
snuggled into the soft cotton, pulling him back into her arms. He sat next to
her and laid his black head on her shoulder, stroking her stomach idly. She
kissed his silky hair affectionately and he held her closer, reminding her for
all his dominating, sneering attitude of a small child desperately seeking
comfort.

They
stayed in bed for the rest of the evening, steadily drinking the bottle of wine
and talking softly in the dimming light. Dinner in the Great Hall was missed
and substituted with plates of finger food conjures and fed to Hermione by
Severus. The empty wine bottle was replaced with another.

�Hermione�what
do you want?� Severus asked softly when they were both well fed and their
cheeks were glowing warmly from the alcohol.

�You,� she
replied, smiling into the soft blanket of his chest hair. He was deliciously
hard and warm against her and the firelight flickered over their bodies.

�No, I
mean for�later.�

Hermione
frowned and pulled back slightly to look at his face. She was astounded as she
realised Severus Snape was actually initiating a
�Where-is-this-relationship-going?� conversation!

He was
looking at her cautiously, putting up his usual fa�ade but clearly scared of
being rejected. She put a calming hand up to his cheek and spoke in soft,
comforting tones.

�I�m not
going anywhere, Severus. I love you.�

Their lips
met in a kiss, Hermione desperately trying to convey all the love she felt for
him. They made love slowly and tenderly that night. With none of the furious
urgency that had punctuated their previous couplings. After cuddling and
caressing each other for a while, Severus had spooned up behind her. For the
first time they had climaxed together, both crying out as their passion
consumed them.

They had
fallen asleep quickly afterwards, wrapped in each other�s arms, murmuring soft
words of love as the stars shone brightly above them.

Hermione
awoke suddenly in the night, realising abruptly that the bed next to her was
empty. She sat up quickly, blinking away the last vestiges of sleep. As she
peered into the darkness of the room, Hermione panicked as she thought Severus
had maybe flipped at their sudden intimacy and bolted from her life.

She sighed
in relief as she made out a dark, solitary figure stood at the window, staring
out into the dark sky.

�Severus?�
She whispered, crawling out of bed with a sheet wrapped round her, the stone
floor of his bedchamber cold on her bare feet.

She
touched his shoulder gently, shocked at how cold his skin felt. He turned
slowly and pulled her hand up to his mouth to plant a chaste kiss against her
soft skin. She curled into his side and he wrapped an arm tight around her
middle.

�It�s
alright, my love,� he told her reassuringly, kissing the top of her head.

�I love
you, Severus,� she murmured as they walked back to the bed, their arms around
each other.

�And I
you,� he replied, pulling the covers up over their intertwined bodies. Their
legs tangled together and Hermione pillowed herself on his chest, one hand
resting on his stomach, her head resting on his heart.

Three months later�

�Hermione!�

Hermione
spun around, peering over her shoulder to try and see who had called her. Her
face suddenly lit up and her eyes sparkled as she recognised the man waving ecstatically
at her.

�Harry!�
She exclaimed as he quickly weaved his way through the crowds to reach
Hermione�s seat at the front of the stands.

�Hermione,�
he greeted her, enveloping her in a huge hug and kissing her forehead. �You�re
looking well.�

�You too,�
she laughed, both of them sitting back down on the benches.

�Who�s
winning?� He asked as they surveyed the game of Quidditch progressing in front
of them.

�Slytherin,�
Hermione sighed, looking around the pitch for her lover. Harry snorted and
laughed.

�Bet
Severus is pleased,� he said jokingly. Harry had taken their relationship
surprisingly well, and it could almost be said he and Severus were friends.
Almost. Hermione smiled, suddenly distracted as Severus flew past on his broom,
shooting her a discreet smile.

She smiled
at his retreating form, watching as he blew his whistle and ordered a penalty
to the Gryffindor team. He had been loathe to referee this match, but after
many nights of his stubbornness, Hermione had managed to persuade him to agree
by whispering in his ear how much it turned her on to watch him riding a broom,
his tight trousers showing every sinew of his muscular thighs and buttocks.
Hermione smiled fondly to herself at the memory of the energetic lovemaking
that had followed, Severus murmuring deliciously dirty things in her ear.

The match
finished shortly later, the Slytherins inevitably goading the Gryffindors over
their victory. Harry and Hermione walked from the stands towards the castle,
surrounded by hoards of despondent Gryffindors.

Hermione
suddenly broke away from him, calling out a goodbye as she headed quickly
across the grounds. Harry watched as she broke into a run, flinging her arms
around Severus as she reached him in a quiet area of the pitch. He returned her
kisses with restraint, aware of the people milling about nearby.

She tugged
at his sleeve, pulling him towards the castle and into the sea of figures.

Hermione
and Severus ran through the deserted dungeon corridors, stopping every few
strides for a kiss, pulling at each other�s robes. The rest of the castle would
be attending the feast in the Great Hall, so they knew they wouldn�t run into
anybody, especially not down in the dank dungeons.

By the
time they reached the chambers they now shared, Hermione had been heaved up
into Severus� arms, her legs tight around his hips, her feet digging into his
buttocks. Severus seemed to be struggling to speak their password with
Hermione�s tongue forced down his throat, but Hermione didn�t care. She
couldn�t let him go � she had to have him now.

He finally
managed to open the door and the pair of them fell through the doorway,
Hermione landing heavily on top of her lover.

�So, are
you going to help me celebrate, my love?� Severus asked between kisses as
Hermione pulled at the buttons securing his Quidditch robes.

Instead of
answering, Hermione pushed hard on his chest so he fell flat on his back, she
standing up before him, a leg on either side of his body. She began to unbutton
her clothes slowly, looking down at Severus with a sultry glint in her eye.

By the
time Hermione was stood above him wearing nothing but a thong and a satisfied
smirk, she had decided there was no sight as erotic as Severus Snape gazing up
at her with raw passion in his glittering eyes.

He grabbed
her legs behind her knees swiftly and pulled hard so she collapsed over his
chest. He tugged her forward with sensual caresses l shl she was straddling his
face. Her odour was all around him as he inserted a finger inside her sodden
panties and yanked them to one side.

He buried
his face in her curls, and nudged her clit with his large nose. Hermione
writhed above his face, her hips surging forward to engage her swollen nub with
his obliging nose. She moaned in abandon as Severus used his tongue to trace
her outer lips lightly, before plunging into her wetness. His hands were
gripping her buttocks tightly, restricting her movement as she tried to buck
her hips into him.

His touch
drove her crazy, even all these months after their first time together. They
were both wildly passionate about each other and all their free time was spent
together. Severus had never felt as relaxed and content as she did in
Hermione�s company, and the regular sex was certainly improving his
disposition. She was hell on his libido � he had gone from being practically
celibate to shagging his beautiful goddess at least once a night most days.

Severus
lapped enthusiastically at her clitoris, watching her breasts bounce and the
glorious expression of pleasure on her face above him. She suddenly lifted
herself off his face and moving down his body to settle on his lean chest.

Hermione
could feel his pulsing erection pressing against her butt cheeks through his
trousers. She fell down onto his chest, her nipples grazing against the
material of his robes as their lips moulded together. She could taste herself
on his mouth, and their tongues twined slowly around each other, Severus
cupping her features closely in his warm hands.

Sliding
his hands down her body, he urged her up, ripping her panties out of the way as
she stood. Together they stood and Severus pulled his robed and shirt off,
throwing them around the room in a haze of passion as Hermione fell to her
knees before him and began yanking his trousers and boxers down, encouraging
him to kick off his boots.

As soon as
he was naked with her, Hermione launched herself into his arms, forcing Severus
to catch her and envelop her in his comforting, welcoming arms. Overcome with
love for this man, Hermione nestled her head into the soft, sensitive space in
the crook of Severus� neck, her lips pressing against his smooth skin.

Severus;
eyes fell closed momentarily as he pressed a kiss onto the of of her head. His
arms moved easily around her curved body, clutching her tightly to him.
Hermione�s arms were clasped around his neck, her fingertips playing in the
silkiness of his hair. She whimpered into his skin and cuddled closer as
Severus held her to his body and began walking with her into their bedroom.

�Hermione,
you make me so happy,� he murmured into her ear, glorifying in her small sigh
and the wetness of her kiss against his neck, making him shiver.

�Oh,
Severus,� she sighed, pulling back to look at her lover. She smoothed a few
loose strands of hair that had flopped into his eyes, making him appear even
more endearing to her. �I love you so much,� she told him, planting a kiss on
the end of his nose.

They had
reached the far wall of their bedchamber, and Severus pusher her body tight
against the wall as she hung suspended in his grip. Hermione slipped her feet
to the floor, curling one leg around him and stroking up and down his calf,
making his knees buckle slightly at her tender touch.

She tilted
her face up to him, offering her lips to him. Severus bent and pressed a soft
kiss against them, pulling away slightly when she attempted to deepen the kiss.
He captured her bottom lip between his and sucked it into her mouth, grasping
her hard to him as he slippes tos tongue into her mouth.

He kissed
her slowly and firmly, not pulling away until Hermione was thoroughly drugged
by his kisses and leaning heavily on him for support.

�Close you
eyes, my darling,� Severus whispered to her and Hermione complied instantly. As
Severus moved quickly across the room to his bedside cabinet, he contemplated
the immense trust Hermione had in him. Even after all these months it still
surprised him. He walked back to his lover�s form, a small velvet box in his
hand.

�Hermione,�
he murmured softly, grasping her hand and pressing a kiss against her palm. Her
eyes opened slowly and she blinked a few times, looking down as she realised
Severus was knelt on the floor in front of her.

n stn style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>�Severus?�

�My love,�
Severus began, the small box hid behind his back. �Hermione. Marry me,� he
requested, producing the open box before her eyes.

Hermione�s
mouth dropped open in shock. Severus was actually proposing! It had been short
and simple and completely typical of Severus, but she wouldn�t have had it any
other way. He was gazing up at her with an extremely nervous expression on his
normally calm face. Her heart swelled with love and devotion for him.

�Oh
Severus! Of course I�ll marry you!� She exclaimed, leaping into his arms and
landing heavily atop them. The fell back onto the r asr as their lips fastened
together, Hermione straddling him, his huge erection trapped between their
stomachs.
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