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A/N: Smut ahead, XOXO

If you do not wish to read smut, skip to the next chapter, this one is full of it 😍

Eating their breakfast soundly, stealing secret glazes at each other, their breakfast had quickly shifted in an erotic date. It wasn't just the way their lips exaggeratedly bit their food or the sounds of pleasure they moaned as they 'enjoyed' their breakfast, but it was also about the body touching.

It had started when some of Severus' chocolate dripped on his torso. Simple, nothing overly seductive, yet the way Hermione's observant eyes intensified on him - as the drink glided down his body - caused Severus to place a finger under the drop, ceasing its trail, before sucking it suggestively.

Like a deer caught in headlights, Hermione stood paralyzed for a minute, making him smirk in satisfaction. It all further escalated when she purposely smudged her white nightgown with coffee, sighing heavily as she pushed her robe's stripes down her shoulder, all while never letting go of her eye contact with Severus.

Shifting expectantly in his chair, he felt his bits ache as she stood up, the dress falling flat on the floor. Her body was beautiful, enticing. If Severus was hungry, it wasn't for the cookies or the food on the table, but for the woman on the opposite side of the table, regaining her seat. Her perky nipples were distracting him. The wizard could help but lick his lips in anticipation, he wanted her - on the table if she wanted -but he needed to control himself after all she was still a wounded witch.

Focusing entirely on his self-control, mastering the art of dodging those round pink buts begging to be sucked, Severus managed to his surprise to keep eating his breakfast. Once they were done, it wasn't long before he realised that between the time lapse since she had removed her robes to now her knickers had vanished.

He felt light-headed noticing the smooth skin down her pelvis. 'Merlin help me' he prayed as something glossy on her thigh attracted his attention. He wasn't religious but he nearly felt the need to make the sign of the cross and drink a gallon of holy water.

"I'm going to take a shower" she announced, turning around to offer him the most breathtaking view of her derrière. Swinging her hips towards the bathroom, before grabbing the handle of the door and turning around to wink at the stimulated wizard, she disappeared into the room.

It would be an understatement to say that Severus was enticed. His groins were going berserk, boiling his thighs as his impressively hard erection was digging inside his trousers. He desired more than he ever yearned any woman. His left hand was trembling, the need to grip his endowment pressing.

"Sard" he swore, hearing the tab opening before water tumbling. "This woman has me on a bloody unforgivable curse this is agonizing."

A few minutes went by before his breath slowly started to regulate itself again. Yet Hermione had a specific schedule to follow by, and knowing the know-it-all, unexpected situations weren't going to block her from getting what she wanted.

Lowering the intensity of the water, knowing Severus could hear her from the other room, she started to howl in pleasure although she wasn't moving an inch. Yes, it was all a ruse, and she had learned all about those during the war. Now the difficulty had increased and she was ready to take the bull by the horns.

Prayers.

Prayers.

Prayers.

In less than twenty-four hours Severus had become religious, beseeching after every divinity he knew off - which was relatively limited - begging for them to give him the strength to not enter the bathroom and yank the witch against the shower's tiles while he thrusted from behind her.

His imagination had already covered every variant in which he would take her, and that only made his groins swollen dangerously. Clenching his fist in desperation, hitting the innocent table like a gorilla before mating season, he knew his walls were collapsing.

"Holy mother of..." He growled standing up, jerking his chair - flying to the other side of the room - and walking decisively to the bathroom.

He was so focused on the naked body he had a rendez-vous with under the raging shower that he didn't notice that the door wasn't locked or warder.

Removing his trousers in a swift, he entered the shower, discretely - like a wolf ready to catch his prey and devour it - he was welcomed by a glistening body, the witch's hair falling flat down her back while he hand was between her open legs.

He was close, so close he turned her around and took her mouth, his tongue darting in and out of her lips making her head feel dizzy. Holding onto him like her life depended on it, she felt the cold tiles press against her back before his fingers pressed on her butt, squishing her explicitly, making her yelp in both pain and desire.

As she hands slowly lowered down to his astonishing manhood, a little breath of cold air swept both of them as a little elf shyly stood in the middle of the bathroom, his hands covering his eye as he spoke, "Master, Vinky is very sorry master. Master had asked Vinky to remind master about master's surprise at eleven." With these last words, the elf disappeared leaving a heaving witch and wizard.

Laughing, their naked body against each other, Hermione kissed his lips, giggling soundly. "So what's that surprise about Severus?"

Growling in both agony and annoyance, he hid his head in the crook of her neck, breathing in her lavender scent. "I hate to say this, my seductress, but we need to leave in twenty minutes."

"It's alright Severus, we can postpone this for later," she suggested, intensifying her leg's grip around his waist, moving her hips on his erection, before gasping as his endowment rested on her entrance.

"Salazar's basilisk!" he cried bitting the skin on her neck, his hips quivering as the little devil on his left shoulder whispered to his ear that in one thurst, he was deep within the witch.

Letting her go, he walked like a punished child back to his room. It was going to be a long day, yet he knew she would enjoy every bit of it, after all, her challenge had become his. He now had 18 days to refurbish the witch. He wanted to make her happy and he was ready to move heaven and earth to have her smile.

A/N: I don't know about you guys but Vinky is annoying me. 😂🔥

Just a quick side note, I am not trying to "insult" religion if you have then it badly I strongly apologize.

I'll try and update more today,

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