A/N: Warning, this chapter is full of smut. If you do not wish to read it, go to the end of this chapter and read the part which isn't in italic, it's short, yet necessary.

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The water seemed too cold on her boiling skin, making the witch shiver at the contact. It felt really daunting to let her hands roam lower down her pelvis as she remembered the night she had spent with Severus, their body entangled in the other as she gave herself completely to him.

Moaning silently at the contact of her fingers against her clit, she swore to herself, knowing that she could wake him up, after all, he was still sleeping. Or so she thought. Before she could insert a digit within her core, she felt strong reassuring hands back her, chest first, against the cold silver tiles of the shower, his tongue snapping against his teeth creating a tutting sound.

"Ms Granger, what did I say about those hands of yours?" He asked, lowering his head until his lips were crazing her neck, "answer me, love" he went on as she stayed silent, her chest heaving with anticipation.

Smirking, noticing she was still silent, he lowered his gaze to her legs, which were slightly parted, before bringing his hand towards her rear-end, cupping it. Startled by the unexpected sensation, she unconsciously leaned against his touch, wishing to feel more of him. His palm on her bottom while his fingers roamed between her thighs, skimming tauntingly close to her womanhood, her breath hitched as he inserted two fingers inside of her.

"Hermione" he murmured, his tongue tracing the back of her neck before nipping her ear suggestively, "answer me" he insisted, hocking his fingers at the same time, causing her to yelp in pleasure.

Gripping his arm which was now circling her, she mumbled, "you said that my hands should only be used to pleasure you, and nothing else."

Severus grinned at the embarrassed witch. Effortlessly pulling her hair backwards, exposing her neck even further for his ravishing touch, Severus bit on the exposed skin begging for attention, sucking on it until he felt her whimper in pain. Feeling guilty, having let his dominant side take over, he pumped in and out of the witch, hoping to invade her with bliss rather than discomfort. "You are mine" he growled as she wrapped one leg around his hip, "my hands are the only thing that can pleasure you" he went on, his voice low and menacing - yet arousing.

Her body temperature was in constant torment against the icy tiles, yet it only increased her pleasure. After months of discovering him as a man rather than a teacher, she discovered a dominant, caveman side to him, which only increased her yearning for him. "Are you sore my love?" His voice rang through her mind, ripping her away from her reverie. He had stopped his ministration, noticing her suddenly freeze under his grasp.

She turned around, smiling sheepishly, "I was just thinking about something, don't worry. I'm quite sore, but your hands," she smirked, "were helping quite a lot."

Winking at her, he lifted her off her feet and yanked her against the tiles, before grabbing his arousal, caressing her lips, parting them. "How about I cure you're soring completely?" He suggested, his ebony eyes stained with lust, his teeth scraping vigorously his lower lip, knowing that any minute now, they would both be in a bundle of extasy together, searching for release in the other's desirable bodies.

As she brought his swollen lips to hers, crashing them together, invading her mouth with his tongue, he plunged deep inside of her, a moan escaping her lips. "Harder" she begged as she moved her hips meeting each thrust. She never knew sex could be so empowering. She could feel her magic exploding through her veins as their body meet in the most intimate way. The witch felt alive, pleading for more as his thumb fondled with her bundle of nerve, sending her over the edge. He was skilled, his years of expertise in potion made him master his digits. As she parted her lips, he lowered his to her neck, moaning at the sight of the bite mark he had left on earlier. Feeling like an animal marking his territory, he moved his head to the other side of her neck and sucked on the skin, his hips now increasing their speed. Gripping the man's hair like her life depended on it, Hermione moaned, screamed, letting her body succumb to their contact.

"Severus I'm close" she whimpered, her hands now clutching his bottom, digging her nails into his skin, causing him to grown. "Oh Severus don't stop, don't stop."

A few minutes later they were both panting, their forehead leaning against the other, trying to catch their breath and steady their heartbeat.

Biting his lip, trying hard to suppress a giggle, Severus let his guard down and started laughing, pecking his lovers lips. "You sure know how to make me lose my mind, Hermione. Merlin, you're so beautiful" he said, caressing her flushed cheek before his eyes drifted to her neck. "I'll give you some salve to help you heal."

"I like it, it shows that I'm yours. And this one right there shows that you're mine" she winked, pointing at an enormous love bite on his neck. Frowning, he carried her out of the shower before letting her down on the closed privy. Turning around to look at his reflection in the mirror, he gasped at her work.

"You sure don't do things halfway Ms Granger. You giddy witch! How am I supposed to hide this with my robe? It looks like a giant did it!"

Moaning childly at him, pouting her lips and looking away, Hermione wanted to make him feel bad. "Love look at it, it's not human!"

"Well do you think this is human?" She half-asked half-stated, pointing at his dangling endowment, "I had my fair share of supernatural things with you so don't come around and say that my love bite isn't human!"

A small eye-contact competition was set between the two until they both scoffed and laughed at each other. Hunching before her, he spread her legs flush, his eyes not leaving hers as he brought his mouth closer to her lower-lips.

"What are you doing?" She gasped as she felt his tongue flicked against her clit, "Severus" she cried.

It was an unforgettable sight. Severus kneeling between her legs, his tongue playing with her arousal, her stature towering him as his eyes mesmerised her.

"You think my penis is not human, Hermione?" He mumbled, making her shiver at the pulse in her core, "I can't wait to take you with the integrity of my shaft next time."

Having closed her eyes at the pleasure he was administrating her, hearing his words caused her to snap them open, looking down at his smirking face, "what do you mean by the 'integrity' of your..."

"You were a virgin, I didn't want to harm you by making love to you with all of my equipment, I was too afraid to hurt you." He explained, standing up, his manhood in view. She watched in awe as she finally managed to observe his length. He was much bigger than she thought he was, which only made her lower-lips pool in anticipation.

"Severus?" She asked, looking up at the man who was smiling at her, "you know I'm a muggle-born right?"

Frowning at her, he took her hand and walked her out of the bathroom towards the kitchen to prepare some breakfast, "and you're a Slytherin..." she went on as he took out some cereals.

"Hermione, what are you talking about?" He laughed, confused at her sudden speech.

Biting her lips, her eyes gleaming with malice, she finished: "well I would like your basilisk in my chamber of secrets tonight, Severus."

"Oh dear Lord, Hermione" he laughed, holding onto his toned abdomen, "you're," he couldn't finish his sentence, his giggles enabling him to speak. Instead, he circled the counter and pulled her into a hug, both of their chests trembling in amusement.

"Just don't bite me" she added, her voice slightly muffled by his chest.

"I think it's too late for that" he answered, remembering the two love bites in her neck.

"How long has she been like this? A week?" Asked a baritone voice, his presence not far from the unconscious woman.

"I believe so, I called you in because she kept calling after you, I thought you might know why..." explained the other voice, feminine, yet with a hint of concern in her tone.

Raising a confused eyebrow, the man answer, "no...I don't."

A/N: Hello again everyone! What did you think of this chapter? For those that didn't understand, the beggining was just a memory and the end the present/past.

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