Madonna

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Summary:

Severus and Hermione enjoy a rare morning in bed alone

Notes:

KINK WARNING: This chapter involves adult breastfeeding and lactation kinks. If this is not something that interests you, please SKIP this chapter.

Day 10 was supposed to be fisting, however I had a few people come forward with alertnative ideas, and this one stuck with me the most. I sincerely hope you all enjoy this intimate chapter <3

Severus groaned as he opened one eye. His bladder had awakened him from the most amazing dream. He and his young wife were still adjusting to their little babe, and sleep schedules were off. Sometimes she'd sleep through the night, other times he'd find his wife and child happily sleeping together, with the babe still latched, suckling away happily. Those nights warmed his heart, knowing that he— Severus Snape had a family that he loved and loved him in return.

He gently pulled down the sheet, wincing when the mattress groaned as he rolled over. He padded off to the bathroom to relieve himself, unsure if he'd return to find the bed with just his wife, or if his child had joined them at some point. He admitted to himself, he was rather pleased to just find his bushy-haired witch, snoozing away. His eyes moved across her body, hungrily taking in the beauty that was motherhood. The blush-colored nightie clung to her curves in all the right ways. She had been sensitive lately, hating the pale lines that now marked her thighs, belly, and breasts; the few extra pounds she had retained made her cry anytime she saw herself in the mirror, as well as her ridiculous misconception that somehow she'd be "too stretched out" to feel good for him anymore.

Thestral shite.

If anything, Severus found her even more beautiful. In fact, he felt himself hardening as he lay down beside her. His heart thrummed within his chest as he thought about their life together. A few short years ago, he had nothing to live for, no joy in his life. Here he was now, with a beautiful and brilliant witch and the most beautiful child he had ever laid eyes on. Hermione had started to stir in her sleep, kicking her feet just enough to slide the sheet down below her waist, exposing her milky thighs to his hungry gaze. Merlin, she was gorgeous . He was torn, wanting to let her sleep— she deserved it after all— but he also craved the intimacy of being alone with his wife, renewing not only the physical bond between them, but the emotional one that occurred when two souls craved each other as much as theirs did, and this was a rare morning indeed to be childless and in bed. The decision was made for him when his wife whimpered, rolling to her back and cupping her heavy breasts.

"Shite," Hermione hissed, scrunching up her face in pain.

"Are you alright?" Severus was on edge now, worried about what the source was for her discomfort.

" Your daughter decided to sleep through the night last night so I'm a bit... sore."

Severus bit his cheek. Laughing while she was in pain certainly would result in him sleeping on the sofa, but he always found it humorous that their daughter was always his daughter when Hermione was annoyed.

"Don't think I don't see you over there trying to not laugh at me, Severus Snape." Her words sounded stern, but her face was twitching into a playful smile, unable to hold back any longer. She rolled over, resting her head on her husband's strong chest, running her fingers over his scars and nipples, a habit she always did without much thought, but one that drove him crazy nonetheless.

Severus closed his eyes and sighed happily, enjoying her light caresses on this lazy Saturday morning.

"Do you think," Hermione started, purring as her fingers circled over his right nipple. "That we could maybe..." she started kissing his chest, working her way up to his neck as he squirmed beneath her. Her tongue reached out, licking his sensitive scar that was left over from the war. It evoked the most delicious growl and his hips buck when she whispered the word in his ear: " Fuck?"

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