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Hermione was early to Severus chambers that night by the fact that she had never left. If anything, he was the one that was late. If that made any sense at all. She had moved to the chair, his chair and read a book of his while waiting for him. She really wanted to know what they had to talk about.

"Granger, early?" Severus observed stepping inside his chambers.

She smiled at him and put the book down. "Never left."

He raised an eyebrow. Most people can't wait to leave. Even Severus himself can't wait to leave sometimes. "Really? And why do you seemingly love my chambers so much, Granger?" He asked casually, as if he didn't remember the "kiss"? They had shared just hours ago.

"It's peaceful. I don't get much of that anymore," she said softly. "Now, Severus, what was this proposition you mentioned?"

Right down to the point. He liked that about her. "Yes, well, I have a notebook full of potions that I've proven that works. Since you enjoy the spotlight a slight bit more than I. I was thinking I could give them to you to publish. I want nothing except peace and quiet, so publishing these potions would disturb that. They are proven to work and could help the people in the wards at St. Mungos. My book is on the nightstand beside my bed. Feel free to take a look."

"I'd love that, Severus, but won't you want the money? After all, you made the potion," she said confused.

"Hermione, I have no use for Frog Cards or Order of Merlin awards. All I want is a secluded life with your company and the ability to strike fear into the hearts of first years," he said with a smirk. She halfway rolled her eyes. Hermione was quite touched.

"I'd be honored, Severus," she replied, looking at him with a certain look that made Severus want to kiss her again.

He cleared his throat and took off his outer robes. It was now routine for them. She would loosen her tie and take off her robes, leaving just her untucked shirt, skirt, and socks. Severus would be in his pajama bottoms and sometimes socks. The thought that there was only one layer of clothing between Hermione and a naked Severus had caused quite a stir in his trousers more than once. He kept pushing any thought of romance out of his mind, though. "Flynn," Severus called.

With a pop, a small house-elf appeared in front of Severus, then shielding his eyes as he realized that his Master was undressing. "Master has called me, sir?" He squeaked sheepishly. Severus almost laughed. Almost. With a quick glance at Hermione, seeing her repulsed face, he cleared his throat.

"Flynn, this is Hermione, she and I will be dinning here tonight. Could you fix us something please?" He asked, hoping that she would like the fact that he asked the elf instead of ordering.

The big brown eyed elf looked shockingly pleased to be asked. He gave a massive bow to Severus and replied, "Yes sir, I will make a splendid dinner for Master and Mistress Snape, sir. I am pleased to meet you, Mistress Hermione Snape." He then turned and went to bow to Hermione, who quickly stopped him. Severus was shocked she didn't object to the name Mistress Snape.

"No, no, don't, you don't have to bow to me. And please, call me Hermione, I'm not your mistress," she told him softly, enveloping him in a hug.

Perhaps he spoke too soon. The elf looked shocked again, also a little confused, but didn't say anything. Instead he hugged her back and gave her a wide grin before popping off to fix a "splendid dinner". Severus took off his trousers, leaving him in his boxers. Much more comfortable. He walked calmly to his bedroom, noticing Hermione's eyes on him the entire time. Smiling to himself, he found himself deciding to have some fun again. After all, he gets bored reading sometimes.

Instead of putting on his bottoms, he strolled out in just his boxers with his potions notes he'd made. Hermione's eyes never left his body. More than once, he caught her staring down. He couldn't help it when he mentioned it. After all, he was a Slytherin.

"Miss Granger, do you like what you see?" He asked fluidly with a hint of flirting.

Hermione's head went wild. She shook her head, then nodded, then shook it even harder, then gave a half-nod, then shook it so hard he knew she got dizzy. She was fighting herself. Severus found that very amusing. He smiled inwardly.

"Well, feel free to make yourself more comfortable, Miss Granger," he said seductively.

She couldn't believe what he was doing. Trying to seduce her into embarrassment. He had no idea how badly she really wanted him though. And how she had planned that tonight, she would have him. She could be just as sneaky as he could. Who cares if he was her teacher. She cared for him, deeply. Should she go with it or play him back? Play back was most definitely more fun.

He saw her take in a breath as he sat down to flip through his notes about the potions he's created. They were silent, her reading his book about Ministry Laws (intentional or not?), him reading his notes. Then, she growled. He looked up and saw her taking off her tie and loosening her shirt. For a moment, he caught a glimpse of her breast and bra. Severus wasn't prepared for that. He adjusted himself, trying to hide the bulge that had sprung up suddenly. She had settled down again, fanning herself. The unbuttoned shirt was hanging off casually, exposing her stomach to him. He wanted to kiss her stomach, run his hands over it and worship it. Taking a deep breath, he started focusing on his notes again.

Or so he thought. She had taken her top off completely, leaving her in her bra and skirt. He rested his head on the back of his chair, closing his eyes. He wanted to savor that sight. Its not like he hasn't saw it before, but in his sane mind, willingly. No, he hasn't.

"Severus, are you okay," she asked casually.

Severus nodded, slightly wondering if he was playing her, or if she was playing him. Hearing her get up and walk to him, he cocked an eyebrow, wondering. Then, feeling her sit on his lap, legs on either side of his. His eyes shot open to look at her. She smirked at him. She was definitely the one playing me, he thought to himself. Not that he minded in the slightest. He found it hot and amusing that a Gryffindor could out snake a Slytherin. Minerva and Albus could go to Hell. This witch had captivated his heart, and no matter what he did or said, he couldn't keep her away. He had to have her to himself.

"Hermione," he whispered in a pant. The sight of her on him was playing tricks on his brain. He couldn't think straight.

She knew what she was doing to him. "Yes," she asked him happily. As if nothing was wrong between them. As if she wasn't sitting right on top of his erection.

He so wanted to get angry at her for doing this to him. But he couldn't when she had started grinding herself on his member. This was going to go too far. And Severus didn't really care anymore. He was a gentleman, but he was also a man. After a while, the brain starts changing. He doesn't think with his head anymore. She leaned forward and brushed her lips over his. Just as they had done before. However, this time, neither pulled away. They enveloped each other in a passionate, lust filled kiss. Severus' arms snaked around and pulled her closer to him, helping her hips rock onto his member. He groaned as Hermione started kissing his neck, his chest.

"Hermione, are you sure?" He asked.

"Positive, Severus," She whispered into his ear.

Without another word, he held her close as he got up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and let him carry her to his room. They continued to kiss as Severus sat back on the bed. He broke away for a moment to scoot back more. Hermione had gotten off him, much to Severus disappointment. His boxers were raised fully and Hermione almost flushed at the thought that it was for her. She took off her skirt and socks, then crawled back onto the bed to straddle him once more.

Their lips attached once more, fighting each other for dominance. Severus, quickly tiring of the dispute, rolled over on top of her. His arms roaming her body, getting his hands to know every part of her. Without warning, he popped off her bra, then tossed it aside. Her breasts were heaven in his hands. They fit together so well. Her hands were tangled in his hair, holding him to her as if he would leave. Never. Severus groaned as her hand trained down his body to free him from his boxers. Standing up, she groaned disapprovingly as Severus flung his boxers away. When he got back on top of Hermione, he started to trail kisses down her body, to the top of her panties.

Her breath caught in her throat as he pulled her panties down, then tossed them away. He resumed the kisses down to her area. It excited him even more when she gasped and moaned so furiously when he simply kissed her sweet lips. Severus then took that moment to taste her. She tasted sweet. Much sweeter than anything he has tasted in his entire life. As he flicked his tongue in and out of her, then swirling it around her clit, Hermione almost shouted in ecstasy. Her hand found his hair again, and they held his head down. He wanted nothing more than to stay there, feasting on her longer, but he was hurting.

"Hermione," he panted, breaking away from her heat. She groaned angrily at the loss of pleasure, which was music to Severus' ears. He moved up to her face, kissing her. Letting her taste herself. He pressed his member to her heat, where he was just feasting moments ago. He wanted her invite, not to force himself.

As if she could read his mind, her legs wrapped around his waist, trying to pull him inside her. Reaching down to guide himself in, he looked at her in the eyes. He wasn't stupid. Severus knew that this was her first time. Honestly, he was honored to be her first. Gently pushing in, their eyes never left each other's. Even when he finally thrust in, breaking her barrier. Tears formed in her eyes, but he kissed them away, holding her close.

Hermione sighed in content after a while. His body fit so right with hers. Severus took her mouth in his, as he started moving, slowly. Matching his rhythm with his tongue. They rocked into each other, finding the perfect rhythm. Severus' hands had went back to Hermione's breasts, cupping them. Gently massaging. She broke their kiss as she felt herself reaching a climax. Gasping for a breath, Severus started moving faster, thrusting deeper into her. With every thrust he grunted his satisfaction as he felt her reach her peak. Her walls tightened around him, bringing him to his own. He stopped momentarily.

There was no way that he would climax this soon. Taking moment to calm down, resumed he original rhythm. Hermione was shivering from her orgasm. She started kissing his neck, biting where she had seen Nagini bite. Only these bits were of love. Not anger and murderous. If he was uncomfortable with her kissing and biting his scars, he didn't show it. He only closed his eyes and allowed her to.

It seemed all too soon that Hermione was once again coming to her peak. This time, Severus wanted to ride it out with her. He kissed her once on the lips, then trailed his mouth along her skin down to her neck, then returned her love bite, harshly. He looked at the mark he had made. Finding the marks again, he started to suck where he had bitten as they both rode out their orgasms. Severus thrust once more deeply before he couldn't take anymore. He let go, growling her name softly. After their orgasms were thoroughly rode out, Severus looked into Hermione's eyes. He saw love. Finally, after over twenty years, he had found someone who returned his love. She could feel him getting smaller in her. She didn't want the connection to be broken though. Evidently, neither did he. Not just yet. Breaking from her neck, where he had claimed her. He rolled off her.

Whimpering at the loss, Hermione turned to him. She wrapped her arms around him and held on tight. As if he wanted to run away right then. Never. He simply wrapped his arms around her too, breathing in her vanilla bean scent.

"Master Snape, I have cooked a splendid dinner," Flynn said from outside the door to the bedroom.

The little elf was shy. Not used to being used. Of course he was Severus' personal house-elf. He was inherited from his family. In fact, Flynn was the one that helped save Severus' life. Not that Severus had ever told anyone. He wasn't ashamed to say that his life was saved by a house-elf. He simply didn't want anyone to know how close to death he was. He was strong. Not weak. However, he knew that the day would come that he would have to tell people how he was saved. Although, he tried not to know that. Severus had no use for Flynn most days. He had sent Flynn to Hogwarts to work, and to get a family of his own. As of today, Flynn had a wife, and three little house-elves at his family home in the Country. The Prince Manor. Neighbors to the Malfoy Manor by about thirty miles. As much as he hated to admit it, Severus was fond of the little guy. They had once been best friends, until he had met Lily. Then they had drifted apart. He would always have a special place in his heart for the little elf.

Hermione practically flew out of the bed. In a rush to dress. Severus laid there watching her scramble around. "We're coming, Flynn," Severus called, finally getting up himself.

They dressed with their back turned. Probably seemed stupid after having sex, but to Severus, it was the honest thing to do. His father would come back to haunt him if he didn't treat women right. And that was something that he couldn't have happening. It was enough to deal with his father during the summer months alive. The thought of his father coming back after death was frightening.

When they both were dressed, Severus lead them to the kitchen, somewhere Hermione had never been. Looking around, Hermione didn't see any difference in the kitchen from the rest of the chambers. Dull and dark green mixed with silver. A true Slytherin. However, the table had a red and gold cloth over it. Two candles were on the table, lite and calling. Two plates and glasses of wine were also calling them. Flynn had really outdone himself. Severus had to remember to compliment the elf.

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