Subtle Sciences and Exact Arts: A Severus Snape Kinkuary Collection

Cuddle Weather

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Summary:

Hermione and Severus snuggle on a lazy monring

Notes:

Kink: Cock Warming

Pairing: Severus Snape/Hermione Granger

She rolled over in her sleep, groaning when she felt the cool sheets instead of her lover. She blinked her eyes open, squinting when the early morning sun streamed through the window. She sat up, clutching the sheet against her naked chest as she searched for him.

The toilet flushed, the sink ran, and the door creaked open. "Bloody freezing in here," he whispered, hurrying back to bed. He grabbed his wand and flicked it at the fireplace, sighing when it roared to life. Only then did he turn, wincing when he noted his lover had awakened.

"Sorry to have woken you," he said softly. She smiled, touching his cheek as she pulled him in for a kiss, noting the minty taste and smirking knowingly. He hadn't wanted to go back to bed for sleeping purposes.

"I got cold without you," she pouted. Severus grabbed a heavy blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders, pulling her against his own naked chest.

"I shall endeavor to make you warm then, wife. We are long overdue for a lazy Sunday lie-in, I think." He kissed her forehead as he shuffled down the bed, bringing Hermione with him. He nudged her hip a bit, prompting her to spoon against him. She gasped when she felt his body respond to her mere presence, wiggling against him as he grew even harder.

"Be still, witch."

"Friction causes heat, Severus. We both know you weren't wanting to sleep anymore anyway," she giggled, pressing her bum against his cock once more for good measure.

"Mm," he agreed. "Heat is very much needed... I'm rather cold myself." He buried his face in her hair, thankful it had tamed over the years, lest he suffocate during a romantic moment such as this.

"I could... warm you... all of you." She had turned in his arms, nuzzling his chest as she threw a leg over his hips lazily. The warmth that radiated off her body was palpable, his hips responding automatically.

"What a brilliant idea," he purred, rolling them both so she lay atop him. He stared up at her, completely lost in her smile, the way her brown eyes twinkled as she threw her hair out of her face. She leaned down to press her lips against his. Soft, sweet, and utterly Hermione. His own parted, to deepen the kiss as she cupped his face between her hands. She always held him as if he were the most precious thing in the world and his heart swelled with pride. It had taken him a long time to accept her love and appreciation, something he had never experienced in his youth. He was awestruck that Hermione had chosen to grant him this honor.

Severus ran his hands down her ribs slowly, resting atop her hips. He applied a little pressure, helping her to grind against his pelvis. He looked into her eyes as he reached down to stroke himself, lining up with her entrance, he looked for permission. She responded with a small head nod and biting of her bottom lip. She put her hands on his chest, pressing down as she lifted her hips enough to slide over his length.

She started to move, but Severus grabbed her hips tightly, shaking his head no.

"What's wrong," she asked with concern.

"I just want to feel you, Hermione. I want to enjoy this quiet moment with my wife for as long as we can."

"Oh gods . How lovely." She peppered his chest with kisses before laying down against his chest, enjoying the feeling of being full, yet completely relaxed. His hand lazily traced incoherent shapes into her back, an occasional ticklish spot caused her to clench around him, and for him to hiss in response.

He focused on her breathing. Her heart was much faster than his, he noticed, but after a while, she seemed to synchronize with him in such a natural display of harmony that he thought he would weep. He squeezed her tight, noting just how soft her skin was against his own as he reflected the luck he must have in order to find himself here, like this.

His cock protested, of course it did. The male anatomy had a mind of its own and twitched, pleading with its master to give it the friction it craved. But Severus would ignore it, for now. Simply enjoying her warmth, her heat. He closed his eyes, breathing in her scent as they fell asleep, embracing and connected for a few more hours.