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Summary: Response to the 20 Minute challenge. Hermione thinks on her marriage whilst in the arms of her lover. HG/SS

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Harry Potter > Non-BtVS/AtS StoriesaussiemelFR1821,396007482 Sep 112 Sep 11Yes

Chapter One

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and the associated characters. I am making no money off this fic, and I am only doing it for fun.



Hermione sighed as Severus moved between her legs. She could feel every inch of him as he entered her. It had never been like this before. With Ron, it had always been perfunctory at best. Sex had been a chore that she was required to do as his wife.

She’d never meant for this to happen, but she’d been so lonely lately. Ron barely said two words to her that wasn’t in an argument. She’d just had enough of being in a loveless marriage. She couldn’t even remember why she’d agreed to marry him.

So when she’d run into Severus in the Leaky Cauldron, she asked him if he’d like a drink. At least, for once, she’d have some intelligent conversation about something that didn’t revolve around Quidditch or the latest racing broom. She’d never expected to end up in his bed that night. Or the nights that followed.

Now she couldn’t even recall the reason she’d agreed to marry Ron. He’d been her best friend in school, but there was nothing more there. There was no spark. No passion. She knew Ron had loved her at one point, but the spark had died not long after their marriage. They’d lost Harry in the final battle and when Ron proposed, she saw it as a way to hold onto her other friend, to never let him go. All she’d done was doomed them both to a loveless marriage.

With Severus though, all she felt was his passion. He made her feel things that she’d thought to be impossible, things wives said to make their husbands feel good. She had no idea that they were actually true. He could do anything with his tongue; he could take her to heights she’d not believed possible. He was also a considerate lover, always putting her needs before his own, which was something Ron never did. Once Ron had satisfied himself, he’d roll over and go to sleep. Hermione had always left those encounters wanting more.

Hermione locked her legs around Severus’s back, urging him into her body further. “Oh, God... Severus. Faster,” she begged him, her breathing ragged from the arousal coursing through her body. She’d never been this turned on in her life.

Severus’s thrusts increased in pace as he kissed down the length on her neck, finally coming to a stop at her breasts. Smirking up at her, he took one rosy bud into his mouth, licking and sucking at it until she was begging him for more. He then repeated the action on the other breast.

His hands were everywhere pleasuring her; she could tell he cared about her in the way they made love. He’d always start slowly increasing the pace when she neared her first orgasm. There was always more with him.

She could feel the pressure building up within her body as he reached between them to massage her clit. As soon as he touched her there, she felt herself shatter, her orgasm building within her. Her muscles clamped down hard on his length, causing him to groan and increase his pace. After a couple more thrusts into her body, he came, his orgasm spilling his seed within her.

Somehow over the twelve months that had been their affair, she’d fallen in love with Severus. She never should have stayed with her husband once she’d recognized her feelings, but something had held her back each time. She knew Severus wanted her to leave him and come and live with him. He’d even rented a small cottage just outside Hogsmeade for them to live in. That’s where they met each time.

This time, though, she’d leave Ron. Hermione was fed up with all the lies. It was time she faced the truth of her deception and lived her life.

Tomorrow, she’d leave Ron and move in with Severus. Tomorrow, she’d start living the life she should have lived. Tomorrow.

~Finis~

20 minute challenge!

This challenge was originally created by my friend and I, who needed some inspiration...

Okay, set your watches to 20 minutes precisely and then write! No more time than 20 minutes! You write whatever comes to your mind about Hermione and Severus. You can write as much as you lik (sic) (of course within time) and the rating may be whatever you feel like.


Important!
- There must be an ending! So keep a close eyes on your watch to make sure you manage an ending. However, if you don’t succeed you may write an idea to the ending in your Author’s Notes!
- The story must be Hermione and Seveurs, (sic) naturally.
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