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Hi everyone! Yes, that was rather mean of me to leave you hanging like that in anticipation. I could do that whole insert evil laugh here thing I've done in the past, but let's face it--you heard me chuckling the at the end of the last chapter, didn't you? LOL! And now for what you've been waiting for. Enjoy the lemons, people!

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Chapter Six

            Hermione’s mouth went dry, as she struggled with what she needed to tell him. Licking her dry lips, she said hoarsely, “I’ve never been completely naked with a man.” She swallowed what little spittle was in her mouth, but still managed to feel the fool for trying to do so. “I tried to once. It-it didn’t go well.”

            “You use glamours?” he asked quietly to which she nodded. “As do I.”

            “Since that time, I-I never tried afterwards again.”

            “Do you want to try once more?”

            It was with a shaking hand that she pulled her own hair aside, showing him a muggle device that was implanted into the side of her head with something traveling into her ear.

            “What is that?” he asked.

            “My last resort,” she told him. “It’s my magically enhanced muggle hearing aid.” Her hand went to it and pulled it free from her head. “I can’t hear you right now. So please keep looking at my face. I can read lips. It was amazing how quickly I learned how…” She stopped rattling and just looked at him.

            “How?” he asked, wanting to understand what she was trying to tell him.

            “The torture at the hands of Bellatrix LeStrange,” she told him. “It did serious nerve damage to my ears. I didn’t know just how bad it was until after the final battle.” Absently she reached out and caressed his face. “I just want to feel normal. That won’t happen with the hearing aid on. And if it’s off, I won’t be able to comprehend a word you say once we become more...” Her blush had him wanting her all the more. “…active?”

            “I understand.” Severus pressed his face into her hand and absently kissed her palm before looking into her eyes. Slowly he moved forward, his fingers tangling in her hair as his mouth settled upon hers in a kiss that evaporated every ounce of hesitation she may have harbored.

            Without taking her mouth from his, she began to strip herself of her top. His hands stopped hers, kissing them both as he moved her to be sitting on the table in front of him. Pressing her hands to the table, he kissed his way down her neck.

            Stopping at her sternum, he looked into her lust hazed eyes. “You’re my gift. I unwrap you.”

            Nodding she gasped as not only did he undo the buttons of her shirt, but proceeded to kiss his way down her body as well. At her bra, he kissed her nipples through the sheer lace. Severus growled low in his chest at feeling her shudder, as he slowly revealed her breasts to his eyes.

            Hermione moaned as she felt his tongue draw her nipple into his mouth. Feeling off balance, her arms went around him and her hands slipped into his hair to hold him all the more to herself. Moving back up her body, he kissed her mouth again. His hands slid up her thighs, massaging over them as he moved between them.

            Letting out a sigh, he pulled back slightly. She looked at him and waited as he said, “What I have in mind will require more privacy and time than this place will allow us.”

            Smiling she nodded in agreement to what he said and grabbed her things. Taking his offered hand, she walked with him to his room. She half expected to run across Draco or his father on the way over, but was greatly relieved when they didn’t. He pulled her into his arms the moment the door was closed, causing her to drop what she had been holding. Her hands slid over his chest and began to unbutton the first of his many layers. Once his throat and chest were revealed, she kissed her way up to his awaiting mouth.

            Hermione let out a startled yelp as she fell back to the bed, not having realized that he had walked her over to the bed. Looking up at him, she watched as he shrugged out of the clothing that had been covering his chest and was now bare chested. Licking her lips, she looked down at his whipcord lean chest as well as the beginning of his happy trail. Looking back up to his eyes, she crooked her finger at him.

            He went to her, crawling up her body. His mouth made scorching a path on her skin as he went. His hands, Merlin his hands, they felt like they were everywhere. And he knew exactly where to touch to make her go into overdrive, she thought even as he was pulling her skirt and panties off.

            Listening to her every little sound, made Severus want to forget about stripping every bit of clothing off and just take care of the essentials to get the job done. But no, he forced himself to take his time, no matter how needy—was that even an adequate term? No, he wasn’t just needy. Needy was a term one used about a child begging for a chocolate. Craving without parallel, came and went from his mind as all ability to think fled from his brain the instant he saw her completely naked.

            Large, firm breasts, thin waist, and well-rounded hips—she was for him, Venus. True, there were scars riddling the skin of her torso and arms, but he took no note of them.

            Hermione’s mind went south the moment his mouth settled on hers and the fingers of one hand began tracing over one hard nipple. She gasped into his mouth as his other hand cupped the mound of her sex, sliding his middle finger deep into her tight, drenched core. That’s not to say that her own hands were doing nothing. She was fighting with his buckle and buttons of his pants, something that she found next to impossible to do without being able to see what she was doing and his mouth now clamped on her sensitive nipple.

            Growling she rolled him to the bed, sitting up and quickly did away with his boots and the rest of his clothing. Straddling his hips, she looked into his eyes, telling him, “I have to have you in me.”

            He spun her to the bed, lifting her leg over his hip and plunged into her. Hermione’s right forearm went tight around the back of his neck even as she used her left hand to leverage her hips up towards his continual thrust. Both were panting and grunting as he worked his way into her. Finally, he when he was buried totally within her, he paused to give her the time to adjust to his girth. Nibbling on her swollen lips, he combed her hair out of her face, and stared into her dark amber colored eyes.

            Her eyes went wide the moment she felt his fingers plucking at her clit. Hermione came screaming incoherently as she did so. The very moment she did so, he began thrusting within her. Lifting herself to every one of her lover’s moves, she soon found herself climaxing again…and again until he grunted in orgasm as well.

            Collapsing next to her, he pulled her into his embrace. Kissing her temple, he felt as she quietly sighed and drifted off into slumber.

TBC...

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And that was chapter six! Hope you enjoyed it. Please review to let me know.

And now time for Famous Last Words: Movie Edition! The answer to the last one was Drop Dead Gorgeous. Amber Atkins was played by Kirsten Dunst and it was directed by Michael Patrick Jann. Honestly it's one of my favorite films ever. If you haven't seen it, try to make a point of doing so. It's outrageously funny! Virtual cookies of their choice go out to Weeping_Angel, Dawn (Yes, darn you autocorrect!!!), and Avenging Angel who knew the movie and the actress playing the part. If I missed you, I'm sorry.

Time for the next movie quote! "You look good wearing my future." Clues anyone? Okay, this was considered to be a John Hughes film, despite the fact that he only wrote it. Yes, it's another coming of age film from the master of them back in the 1980's. Just a quick heads up on the line used (in this game). The words weren't the very last said at the end of the film, but they were the last words scripted. That being said, I went with what the writer wanted. Who am I to go against John Hughes' wishes? Surely not I!

Thanks for joining the fun. Please if you can take the time, review. And above all else, have a wonderful day.
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