A Life of Love - II. Celebration of Love - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The summer was finally over.  Bethany Wright couldn't wait to arrive at the train station to meet her boyfriend Severus Snape before they both boarded the train and headed back for another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.  Her parents walked with her through Platform 9 ¾, helping her to carry her school supplies.  Already waiting on the other side of Platform 9 ¾ was Severus.  

He had arrived early because he was excited knowing that he would be seeing Bethany again.  Already, he had been waiting an hour.  He felt tense and nervous.  His stomach turned.  During the summer, Severus had snuck over to Bethany's house once a week using Floo powder to arrive while her parent's were gone to work.  He had been nervous all summer long about being caught.  In fact, it was partly because he had used so much of the Floo powder in his own house and had been forced to borrow some of hers that he was extra anxious about seeing her.  She was bringing her parents to meet him today.  The two lovers had sent post by owl more than once a week.  In Bethany's last letter, she had mentioned the planned meeting.  

For her parents' part, they had heard nothing except topics relating to Severus all summer long.  Their interests were piqued as to who this boy was that had made such an impression on their daughter.  Bethany had told her parents that they had been dating since February, which made this jer longest relationship.

Now, after a whole summer apart, she was going to be reunited with her true love.  She was dizzy with excitement and had to consciously remember to restrain herself when she saw him.  He was leaning against the divider between Platforms 11 and 12 when she walked through the divider between the Muggle train station and the Hogwarts Express.  This meant that the first thing she saw as she came through was Severus leaning back against the divider in front of her, trying to seem calm and collected.  

“Severus!” she cried out when she saw him.  

She practically dropped everything that she was holding and ran into his arms.  'Just for a hug,' she thought deliberately.  “I don't want my parents to see us kissing.”  The rest of the world didn't matter.  But it was very important to Bethany for Severus to make a good impression on her parents.  Severus's parents, on the other hand, had little to do with him and weren't interested in meeting his girlfriend.  So they had not stayed after they let him off at the station.  Bethany's parents, however, for good or ill, wanted to know who this boy was that had their daughter in a spell of love.

Severus held Bethany close, whispering her name as he buried his face in her hair and breathed in her aroma.  He was almost shaken to tears by how much he had missed her.  When he hadn't been with her his life had been hell.  His home life was like living in a dungeon.  His father abused him while his mother turned a cold shoulder to his loneliness and suffering.  Bethany was the only person in the world who really loved him.  

Ever since Lily Evans had cut off all ties with him because of his interest in the Dark Arts, he had not even had a female friend.  Bethany had been his salvation.  Severus felt that he could tell Bethany anything, but though she was a soft place to fall when he was being harassed by other students and his father, no one could offer quite enough solace from his torment.  He wanted revenge.  He craved power—the power to defend himself, the strength to take down his enemies, and the force to show everyone who had never believed in him what he was worth.  

During the summer he had read more on the Dark Arts, seeking to purge himself of some of his pain and rage by learning more and more potent jinxes, hexes, and curses.  He was almost obsessed with the feelings of capability and might that the Dark Arts gave him.  He knew he had potential in that area.  However, since he had lost Lily because of this occult interest, he dared not tell Bethany the extent to which he was exploring its depths.  All summer he had delved deeper along with his closest friends.  Sometimes Lucius Malfoy, assumed a leadership role and led Mulciber and Avery even further than he was comfortable with. But he dared not argue for he had few enough friends.  Besides, he was still fascinated by what they accomplished even if he didn't agree with them.

As he held Bethany in the train station, none of that seemed to matter.  All the darkness slipped away driven back by her light.  Though she was in House Ravenclaw and he was in House Slytherin, they would see more of each other at school than sneaking around during the summer.  That thought consoled him.  

As the two young lovers held each other Bethany's parents stood by watching.

“Eh-hum,” her father cleared his throat.

Finally, the two let go of each other and turned to face Bethany's parents.  

“Mom.  Dad.  I would like you to meet my boyfriend, Severus Snape.  Severus, these are my parents Richard and Elena Wright”

“How do you do Mr. Wright?  Mrs. Wright?  It's a pleasure to finally meet you both.”

“It's a pleasure to meet you too, Severus,” said Mr. Wright reaching out to shake the young man's hand.  “Anyone who can make the kind of impression on my daughter that you have must be someone truly special indeed.”

“Thank you, sir.  Bethany has certainly been like a light in the darkness to me.”

“Oh, what a polite young man!” said Mrs. Wright.  “And so handsome too.”

Severus blushed while Bethany beamed and stood a little straighter, looking from Severus to her parents.  It was all going so well.

“You'll have to come have dinner with us sometime,” said Mrs. Wright. “How about you visit with us during Christmas break?”

Severus stammered and looked to Bethany for support.  She nodded him on.  

“I-I'd be delighted, if that's all right with you, sir.”  He turned his attention to Mr. Wright.  

“Well, I don't know.  Wouldn't your parents miss you over the Holidays?”

“Shhh.”  Bethany's mother cut in.  “Honey, remember.”  She prodded her husband's side.  “I am sure they can spare him this once,” she continued, smiling at Severus.

Severus was glad that Mrs. Wright had glossed over the fact that his parent's really didn't care if he came home for Christmas or not.  Bethany must have told them about his home life.  Well, as long as they didn't want to talk about it, he supposed that was okay.

“Right,” said Bethany's father.  “Of course they can spare you for one Christmas.  You're welcome at our home, son.”

Severus smiled.  Even his own father didn't call him son like that. 

“Well, what are we waiting for?” her father began again.  “Let's hurry and get you kids and your school supplies onto the train before it leaves you here.”  

Severus, who had already picked out a compartment, led the Wright family to it.  He held some of Bethany's books in one hand while holding her delicate hand in the other.

Bethany's parents helped them put all their school things in order on the train.  Her mother hugged Bethany, wiping away a tear.

“Take care at school, Bethany dear.  We'll see you come Christmas.”

She turned to Severus.  In a fit of emotionality, she hugged him too.  He froze, looking very confused.  Bethany just smiled.  

“You take care too, Severus.  And watch over our little girl for us.  We hope to see you at Christmas too.”  Mrs. Wright turned and pulled out a handkerchief as Bethany hugged her father goodbye.  Soon they parted.  

The train started to leave and Bethany waved out the window to her parents.  

She nudged Severus, saying, “Come on, they like you.”  

So he waved to them too.

The train jolted along the tracks and Bethany closed their compartment door.   

“Now that that's over with,” she said lowering her chin and giving Severus a very blatant look of lust.  She sauntered over to him and put her arms around his neck.  They began kissing deeply.  

It took Severus a moment to get over the shock of how nicely her parent's had treated him considering they had never met him before.  He was beginning to feel guilty knowing what he was about to do to their daughter now that they were gone.  However, Bethany's warm body so lovingly pressed against him soon made his guilt slacken as he began to think of how much he had missed her and of the pleasures they were about to indulge in.  

They stopped kissing long enough to whisper “I love you,” to each other.

Bethany, after nibbling on Severus's ear, whispered throatily, “Oh, Sevy, how much I missed your touch!  Your warmth, your kisses, your arms around me...”

From that point on, their bodies seemed to take over.  Bethany backed Severus up to the long seat.  He sank down onto it and she pushed him back until she had crawled into his lap and was straddling him.  His head was laid against the back of the seat as she kissed him lusciously with both hands on his cheeks or her fingers running through his hair.  She was practically writhing around on top of him, enjoying the taste and the feel of him.  

He was still taken aback but soon he pulled her hips down firmly so she could grind her pelvis against his.  Severus's hands began to roam across Bethany's back and down to grab her buttocks.  His mouth sought from her neck down to her breasts.  He pulled the shoulder of her blouse down, kissing across her bra strap, then yanked the elastic band down.  He put one hand under her left breast and pushed up until the top was exposed.  He kissed it fervently and peeled back the petal of bra that still covered her nipple.  Severus sucked gently on this for many moments, savouring all the sensations that ran through his body as he fondled her soft curves.  When he was ready to move on, he grazed Bethany's nipple with his teeth.  

She let out a deep sigh, as tingles shivered through her body.  Severus stopped and looked in her eyes.  

Bethany gave him that seductive look again and grabbed him by the shirt collar.  She pulled it to the right slowly and deliberately so that she was nudging him to lie down.  He followed the progression of her body as she maneuvered him so that he was lying back on the seat.

She was still on top of him, kissing him.  Her body was poised above him like a slinky leopard. Her hair, flipped to one side from their intense interactions, hung down in a golden cascade veiling one eye.  Regardless, her stare was unmistakable in its meaning.  The two lovers needed no words.  

Bethany moved down the length of his body and began unfastening his pants.  Severus leaned forward to watch as she deftly uncovered his member from its imprisonment.  She smiled naughtily and winked.    The taunting little vixen let her mouth open slowly so that she could see the look of knowing-what-is-to-come sparkle in Severus's eyes.  Then she took his hard cock in her mouth and began the delicious sucking that he was becoming accustomed to from her.  Even so, each new time was still always better than he ever remembered it being before.  She lapped.  She giggled.  She blew gently across the head.  She took it in deep and long all the way down to the hilt several times.  Bethany had practiced over the summer when Severus had come to visit her.  Now she could deep-throat just fine so long as she took it very slowly.  

Just when Severus thought he would die of pleasure, she pulled his hard organ casually out of her mouth, making a smacking sound with her lips as though it were a lollipop.  She licked the tip before she was done.  Bethany proceeded to crawl up his body, slipping her lacy panties off from under her long skirt and setting them to the side.  Already, she was wet and ready from pleasuring him.  His moans and delicious facial expressions always wet her appetite both metaphorically and literally.  She slowly, sensuously lowered herself onto his ready and eagerly waiting cock.  She took it inside of her gradually, relishing every inch.  They both rolled their eyes back at the feeling of her weight finally resting on his lap.  He was now fully inside her.  Just the thought of it, let alone the feel of it, made her tighten up unconsciously and caused him to close his eyes in bliss.  

Bethany began to rock back and forth so that she slid along the length of his shaft just a little.  After a bit of teasing, she used her legs to brace herself for longer strokes.  First, she put her hands on his chest and leaned forward, moving her pelvis back and forth at a leisurely pace.  They both shut their eyes and let her ride for a while, giving soft gasps and breathing heavily.  

In a while, she quickened the rhythm.  They both enjoyed that pace immensely, but the growing fire in her sex prodded her to grind harder.  It was almost as though she wasn't controlling herself.  The faster she moved the more she was driven to speed by her body's aching desire.  Her throaty noises became louder and louder until she opened her mouth panting and making sharp little sounds as she breathed.  She almost cried out at one point but Severus quickly covered her mouth with his hand.  Then he took control of her hips and began rocking her forward and backward as he began to thrust up into her.  

She arched her back.  This felt doubly good to both of them.  So she placed her hands behind her on the seat and began grinding like a woman half-insane from overwhelming pleasure.  Back and forth, back and forth she slid along his throbbing cock.  Severus reveled in the feeling of her movements.  Bethany began to rise up some then let herself back down just for the sensation of being fully entered again.  

They both loved this.  So she continued to bob up and down on his cock, pulling herself up as she slid forward and letting herself down as she pushed back.  This movement pumped him in and out of her like a piston.  He was swelling with lust and she was tightening up at the feeling of the fullness within her.  

Severus bit his hand to keep from screaming.  Bethany lolled her head back and bore down even harder and faster than before.  She could feel that he was going to climax so she doubled her pace.  The action was incredible.  He grabbed her hips, which he had let go of for a time, and helped to move her along at the speed she had chosen.  

Finally, he pushed her hard down the length of his cock as he thrust suddenly up into her.  He moaned as did she.  His cock twitched and burst, spewing inside her and at the same time she clenched around his shaft and pushed her clit against his pelvis. Her hips quivering, she rode out the spasms of his orgasm as though she were atop some mighty bucking stallion. After they both returned from bliss, she rolled her hips a few times to relish the lubrication from his deposit and her own contribution.

They held each other for the rest of the train ride.  

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When they arrived at Hogwarts they had to go to their own House common rooms.  However, the next day they discovered that they shared a few classes together—Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Care of Magical Creatures.  Naturally, they made plans to meet everyday after school as well.

This term went by faster than last year's had because the two lovers had each other.  However, Severus couldn't let go of the wrongs done to him for so many years by James Potter and his gang.  He spent some of his time away from Bethany tracking Potter and his friends.  He had the distinct feeling that they were up to something suspicious.  He trailed them often, in hopes that whatever they were doing might be mischievous enough to have them expelled.  

The one person in Potter's group that really seemed to be hiding something was a boy named Remus Lupin.  He made strange, unaccountable disappearances and would come back from them tired and bedraggled.  Severus decided he must find out what was going on.  

One evening, Severus saw Lupin crossing the grounds with Madam Pomfrey to the Whomping Willow.  Sirius Black had told Severus that pushing a node at the base of the tree with a long stick would cause its flailing limbs, which liked to pound anyone who came near it, to cease moving.  Severus pushed the node and disappeared into a hole at the base of the tree.  He followed Lupin, not realizing he was being set up for a joke by Black, who was tired of Severus snooping into his business.  

Severus was almost at the end of the tunnel which led to the Shrieking Shack, when Potter appeared behind him frantically trying to pull him back out of the tunnel.  Severus resisted at first but then he saw Lupin at the end of the tunnel begin to change.  He was transforming into a werewolf.  That had not been what Severus was expecting to discover.  In shock, he allowed himself to be pulled backward by Potter out to safety.  

Severus was furious.  He believed the whole group had planned to kill him.  In his outrage about the incident, he swore to tell the whole school that Lupin was a werewolf.

Unfortunately, Severus's plans for revenge were cut short by Dumbledore who made him swear not to tell anyone about Lupin's affliction.  Severus thought of Bethany.  Surely, he could tell her.  He needed someone to talk to about all this.  

As though Dumbledore could read his mind, the aging wizard said, “I know this is a shock to you, Severus.  I am sure you want someone to confide in.  However, it is of the utmost importance that you tell no one, not even the person you are closest to in the world, about Remus's condition.  After all, James saved your life.  You now owe him a life-debt.  The least you can do is keep silent about what you have seen tonight.”  

Severus nodded very gravely, a new hate for Potter swelling inside him.  This would be one pain he couldn't share with his beloved.  He would have to deal with it alone as he had done so many things all of his life.  He was sure this knowledge and the silence about it would drive a wedge between himself and Bethany.  She already knew that he was suspicious of Lupin.  Now, if he stopped speculating and grumbling about it she would know something had changed and that he was keeping it secret from her.  For a moment, he thought about telling her anyway but in the end he respected Dumbledore too much.  

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The next day he did his best to be honest with Bethany without revealing anything.  He told her he had learned Lupin's secret.  She was excited to hear about it and playfully nudged him to tell her.

“I can't,” he said with a grimace.

“Wh-why not,” she said unsteadily.  He had never kept anything from her before.

“Dumbledore made me swear not to tell anyone, including you.”

“Dumbledore... well then it must be something serious then.”

“It is,” he said.  “But I can't tell you more than that.”

“I can't believe you are really going to hide this from me, your True Love.  We are supposed to share everything.”

Severus looked pained.  “It's not that I don't want to confide in you.  I do more than anything.  But I gave my word.”

“You should never give your word not to tell something like this to the person with whom you have the strongest bond.  It only leads to resentment and isolation.  Do you not trust me to keep your secret?”

“Of course I do,” he said, his head throbbing.  “Look, this is as hard, if not harder, on me than it is you.  All my life I've been alone with no one to share important events with.  Now I have you and suddenly I find myself forced to hold things back from you as well.  I don't want this to come between us.  Please,” he begged.

Tears were starting in Bethany's eyes.  “I just want to be close to you.  I would like to be the one with whom you feel you can share everything.  I wish to be not only your lover but also your confidante.  I want to be all that I can for you, especially because you have had no one to share with for so long.”

Severus embraced her as she began weeping very softly against his chest.  

“Secrets are poison to relationships,” she sniffled.

“Here, then.  Let me at least tell you this, which is hard for me to admit.  Last night, certain things happened and James Potter ended up saving me.  Now I owe him a life-debt.”  Severus grumbled at these words.  “So for that if for nothing else, I am bound not to say anything else about the matter.”

“Potter saved you?  I would have never expected that.  But then you must have been in grave danger.  Oh, it just hurts me so much not to know what happened and to wonder what might have happened.”  She gasped.  “I could have lost you.  Oh, my sweet Sevy!  Be careful from now on.  Leave that clique of boys alone.  They're not worth your time and energy and certainly not your life.”

“You're right, Sweeting.  I have much better things to do with my time.”

She looked up at him and he wiped away the traces of her tears.  Then he kissed her for a long while.

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Time went by very quickly.  Soon Halloween had come and gone and Christmas break was beginning.  Severus and Bethany packed hurriedly to go to her parents’ house.  They had received a warm letter from her parents wishing them Happy Holidays and telling them how much they were looking forward to seeing them.  The young couple boarded the Hogwarts Express which took them back to King's Crossing.  

There they were met by Bethany's parents.  After Richard and Elena Wright had exchanged pleasantries with Severus and hugs were doled out to both of them by Elena, they went to Bethany's home, which was a manor out in the country.  The estate consisted of over fifteen acres of land, part of which was reserved as pasture for their three horses.  Of course, Severus had seen the whole place before when he had snuck over during the summer.  He had even gone on walks along paths in the now icy flower gardens and out into the fields over the rolling meadows with Bethany.  Still, he pretended to be as surprised and impressed as he had been his first time there.   

Severus even made an off-handed comment to Mrs. Wright that this sunny spot would be a good place to plant irises and that shady spot for bleeding hearts.  She was quite impressed with his eye for gardening, since of course she had planted those exact flowers there in the summer.  Bethany and Severus put their hands over their mouths to stifle their laughter after her back was turned.  

Mrs. Wright was saying to her husband, “What a perceptive young man!  Severus, you must make wonderful grades in Herbology.  Either that or our Bethany has been teaching you a thing or two.  She loves flowers.  Calla lilies and blue roses are her favourites, you know.”  She said this part as though it weren't giving him a clue so he could surprise Bethany one day.  

Severus made a mental note.   

When they entered the house, Severus was on his best behaviour, commenting on the old rocking chair that Bethany's father had helped make with his father when he was a child.  He listened patiently again through the whole story, which Bethany had already told him.  He was shown to his guest room, which was conveniently down the hall from Bethany's.  Severus and the Wrights spent the evening telling family stories as they all curled up by the fireplace.  Sadly, Severus and Bethany had to go to bed separately and neither dared to enter the other's room.

For the next few days Bethany's parents had to work, since they were not yet off for the Holiday.  The youngsters made the most out of this time alone.

The first time, Severus picked Bethany up and carried her to her bed where he set her down and gently moved her over so that he could lay with her.  They spent a long time just kissing, and holding one another.

“Wow!  I had forgotten what a nice change a bed is,” said Severus.  

They were, after all, used to having sex wherever they could, whether that meant outside on the ground, the table of the Potions lab, on the floor in an abandoned room.  It didn't matter so long as they were together but the bed was soft and comfortable.  They still hadn't had the chance to sleep together a full night yet.  

“Remember the first time we were together on this bed?” asked Bethany.

“Are you kidding?  How could I forget?”

“It was so romantic,” she sighed.

“And so soft,” he said.

“Quit thinking about how good the bed feels,” she said.  Bethany playfully whacked him with a pillow.

“Oh, I see,” he said and picked up a different pillow.

“No, no,” Bethany started to pretend screaming and tried to get off the other side of the bed.   

Severus tackled her with the pillow, rolling it over and over on her.  “You’re under attack from a giant marshmallow!” he yelled.  “I told you to stop drinking so much hot chocolate.”  

She screamed and giggled into the bed until her sides hurt.

“I suppose I'll have to rescue you,” he said to Bethany.  “Come here you fiend!” Severus yelled at the pillow.  He began a mock-fight with it, pretending to wrestle it off of her and into submission.  “Okay, I think you're safe now.  I've taught it a lesson it won't soon forget.”

Bethany had been watching and laughing even harder.  She stopped and said, “Wow, I wish you would wrestle me around and teach me a lesson like that.  It looks like fun.”  She raised her eyebrows.

So did he.  Then he said, “Hmm. Well, there's plenty of time for that later.  Right now I think I'll just...”  He grabbed her and tumbled her onto the bed beneath him, kissing her laughing mouth until she returned his kiss with a passion.

Severus began taking his own clothes off, and when he was almost undressed started undressing her.  Once they were both naked, he kissed her mouth and did homage to both her breasts, but his real interest was lower.  He licked his way down to her mound.  She gasped, as he made little circles with his tongue around her sex.  Then he pressed his mouth against it and let his tongue find her clit.  He was relentless.  

She moaned and screamed, starting to wriggle around.  But every time she wiggled away he would find her pleasure spot again and begin sucking gently.  Her face was rapturous and he felt he could have an orgasm just watching her.  She felt the same about him as she looked at his face buried between her legs, his long black hair spilling everywhere and his face looking like an angel.  She stopped grabbing her pillow and reached down for his hands which had been on her hips.  They intertwined fingers and, though she pushed and pulled involuntarily, he now had a better hold of her for this ride.

He lapped the inside of her with his tongue, dipping it in for a moment and then pulling it back out.  Severus could taste the honey of her juices, thick and smooth, coating his tongue.  He massaged around the outside of her opening, making sure to cover the petals of her flesh with the dew from his mouth.  Then he blew very gently on the wetted area.  This caused a cool sensation that ran shivers along Bethany's spine.  Severus was consumed with his work.  Once he had finished licking the sensitive petals, he dove back into her with his tongue, working his mouth like a kiss and tasting her succulence as his reward.  The final moments of this delicious pastime were spent sucking and nibbling her clit.  She had been teased and flirted with, both mixed with occasional intensive pleasure.  Then the cycle had been repeated.  

She could not hold back from the intensity again.  She was already at the pinnacle of heights.  One good suck on her bud of pleasure, along with the slightest grazing of teeth, sent her into convulsions of ecstasy.  She moaned and arched.  She thrashed.  But all the while Severus held onto her hands and kept her clit firmly in his mouth, now making pressure with his lips as an undulation began, now releasing to let it fulfill itself, then pressing again causing another spasm.  He knew her body so well that he could intensify even the highest pleasures.

When she was finally still he took a last long lap over the entrance to her delights, just to coat his tongue again in its sweetness.  He was hard and ready, and moved up her body.  He didn't intend on letting her have a break.  Severus wanted to see how it would feel for her to keep going.  

Her eyes opened and she looked at him as he pressed his hardness against her inner thigh. “Umm,” she hummed delightfully, licking her lips.  

Severus knew very well they were both capable of having multiple orgasms. He used one hand to position himself, and slowly pushed inside her.  

“Ahhh,” she sighed, then, “Mmm.”  

He took this as his cue to begin.  He started moving rapidly and hard.  He was so turned on by her previous reactions he probably could have climaxed then, if he had let himself.  Instead, he pushed into her very deep, letting the motion set in for a second.  Then he pulled back and rammed her again.  He kept this up, watching her breasts heave and bounce with each thrust.  He was going very deep, hitting the back wall inside of her that was her second  sensitive inner spot.  

Bethany called out his name and begged for more.  Naturally, he gave it to her.  These were the longest, hardest thrusts he had ever kept up the pace on in his life.  Soon she bucked her hips in orgasm and squeezed his member firmly between the folds of her flesh.  He kept pumping as she released, tightened, and released, until finally he let go himself.  He felt each pulse of molten liquid spew from his shaft, yet he kept thrusting, almost involuntarily now as the spasms hit him.  These slowly died away as did both the lovers' screams.

Severus was still hard when he pulled out and watched his essence flow out of her.  Bethany noticed that he was still ready also.

She said, “Was that not enough for you?” in a surprised voice.

“Apparently not,” he said, half smirking, half reddening in the face.  She seemed finished.  He didn't want her to think he wasn't satisfied.

“Well, I guess we'll just have another go.  How do you want me?”  She smiled mischievously.

“How about on your hands and knees?” he said tentatively.  Then he grinned.  “The bed is quite soft, you know.”

“Oh you!” she said in mock-exasperation.  “Sometimes I think you enjoy the bed as much as you do me.”

His face softened.  “Never,” he said gently and kissed her lips with great affection.  “I just want us both to be comfortable.  And I have to admit I get a kinky thrill out of doing it in your bedroom at your parents' house.”

“You would,” she said, turning over and moving into position.

Severus leaned over her back, his organ hard against her buttocks.  “So do you,” he whispered into her ear through the veil of her hair.  

Bethany smiled wickedly and tilted her head so she could look at Severus out of the corner of her eye.  She said nothing, but didn't need too.  He knew her all too well.

Severus went to work, fondling her breasts from behind, parting her hair and kissing her neck on each side, then biting the back of it like a jungle cat might grab a hold of his mate.  This sent shivers so strong all over her body that he could feel them too.  So he growled in the back of his throat and grabbed even more of her succulent flesh to bite down on.  She purred as another wave of shivers passed through her, mainly down to her loins.  It was a wild, primal act that he was engaging in and it brought out the animal in her.  

All this while, he rubbed his length against her open petals which became continuously wetter.  The aroma of her arousal now wafted through the air at times.  Severus was so turned on by this that he made a deep guttural sound.  He pinched and twisted her nipples, having reached around as Bethany stood still like a cat waiting to be taken by her mate.  She moaned delightfully.  

Then he abandoned her breasts for a time and let his hands wander down to her nether regions.  Using one hand to hold open the fleshy lips of her sex, he found her clitoris with the other.  He rubbed, lightly at first, then with pressure until she moaned as though she were dying from waiting and needing something more.  He moved the hand that held open her lips back up to her breasts and dabbed their combined juices on each nipple.  Then he ran his fingers just barely over them, like a soft wind.  All the while, he was dallying her little bud with his other hand.    

Her breaths were coming in gasps that grew louder and louder.  Eventually, she opened her mouth and let out a cry.  Severus felt her legs contract and her clit suddenly pull down towards her opening.  It soon jumped back up but then dove out of his reach again.  He waited patiently, fingers unmoving, for it to disappear then return over and over again.  He gathered that this was what a clitoral orgasm felt like to someone with his hands on his lover's bud of delight.  

After the shock waves had died down, he whispered in her ear, in a slightly concerned voice, “Are you done for now?”

“Are you kidding?” she retorted, smiling.  “You just got me worked up and more ready than ever.  Clitoral stimulation is great but I need you inside me to feel truly satisfied.”

“Well then, Pussycat, I shall oblige you,” Severus said.

“Oh, and you biting the back of my neck was awesome!  I felt I was being pounced on by a panther.”

“I'll remember that,” he said, giving her a light graze on the back of the neck.

He rose from bending over her.  He reached down to her open sex and swirled his fingers about in the wetness.  Then he dove two fingers in deep for a split second and pulled them out.  Bethany moaned.  Severus took the two fingers he had used and put them in his mouth, sucking off the juices.  Bethany was looking back at him, of course, and she sighed to see him enjoying her taste so much.

“Turn back around,” he said.  “I want it to be a surprise when it happens.”  

She half-unwillingly turned away.  Severus looked so good naked behind her, all his muscles rippling as he moved.  She didn't want to look away but she knew he must have some nice surprise for her.

Suddenly she felt his mouth on her pussy.  He was sucking and licking on her from behind.  He got some depth with his tongue in this position and began prodding her inner spot.  He had his arms locked around her thighs.  But one hand was free to find her clit and rub it as he massaged over her inner spot with his tongue on point.  After a minute, she felt his other hand release and move upward to grab a handful of her ass.  He squeezed, then his hand was gone.  When she felt it again, his fingers were wet.  He began slowly circling the little pink bud that was her back entrance.  

This gave her shivers, but she wasn't at all sure what he was about to do next.  He renewed the wetness on his fingers and began massaging the little bud lightly at first, then with more pressure until finally it began to open up.  Bethany had never experienced anything like this before.  It seemed to feel tight at first, then good.  It was difficult to tell with so many other stimulations going on at once.  Finally, he had pushed his whole finger inside of her and was moving it slowly in and out.  The sensation was new and felt fairly good but it mainly served to intensify the feelings in her clit and inner spot. She felt herself tightening up for an orgasm.  A wave of rapture washed over her as she climaxed yet again.  

Before she finished quivering from her orgasm, she yelled, “Take me now!”

Severus was more than willing to give her what she craved.  So he shoved his long, hard member into her tight, sopping wet pussy before her orgasms had completely stopped.  He thrust hard and deep, grabbing her hips.  She cried out as her orgasms built back up in intensity.  Severus continued pumping and could feel her tighten against him through her orgasm, but he was no where near ready to finish.  He kept thrusting deep into her and even grabbed the back of her hair and held it firmly in his grasp since he couldn't reach down to bite the back of her neck.  

She made sounds of pleasure at this display of power.  She even let him pull her head back so far that he could lean forward and give her a short kiss.  Then he let go.  Her thighs were shaking as were her arms.  She finally collapsed onto the bed face down because the orgasms had rocked her body so hard she didn't have the strength to hold herself up any longer.  That didn't stop Severus.  

After he verified that she was okay, tired but wanting more, he continued his unceasing thrusts.  By this time, Bethany's nether regions were hot, almost numb, from over-stimulation.  Fortunately, deep inside her had not been touched for a while until now.  Severus kept up the pace, and discovered if he put his legs on the outside of hers, she could arch her buttocks, giving him the deepest access into her yet.  From that angle, he was pushing against the sensitive spot behind her mound, and then pressing against the sensitive spot at her cervix with his depth.  She couldn't even make a sound because of the bliss she felt.

Severus leaned forward and buried his face in the smell of her hair.  It was the fragrance of strawberries and cream.  He inhaled deeply, gave Bethany a long bite on the back of the neck, then lifted himself up again.  He wondered if she could climax again.  Despite her moanings of enjoyment, he thought he may have worn her out.  So he sped up the pace in order to finish them both off, thrusting deeper and pressing his pelvis against her with each thrust.  

For Bethany, this almost hurt because he was already so deep inside her from this new angle.  But it was a good kind of pain, perhaps just extreme sensitivity and not pain at all.  Either way, his new technique of pushing in hard, holding, and then pulling almost all the way out and holding was hitting all the right internal places.  

Soon he was about to climax and sped up.  This friction caused Bethany to squeeze her legs together, thus making a tighter entrance for Severus.  Bethany was so turned on by all that he had done for her that another quick orgasm washed over her as soon as he began his faster pace.  She was finished and he was almost there.  She felt the fire in her blood sweep through her insides and for the last few thrusts she was on the borderline of pain and pleasure.  

Everything was like a white buzzing in her body.  It made her, not quite drowsy, but dreamy, as though her consciousness was wandering off some where.  Then she heard Severus groan and felt his cock throb. The warm blossom of his juices erupted inside her and he continued thrusting, each time releasing more and more of his essence inside her.  

He moaned one last satisfied time and lay gently down on her back, burying his face in her hair and breathing in her warm scent.  Severus was so elated and exhausted he couldn't move.  But that didn't matter because Bethany was there, still underneath him, gently crushed into the soft mattress like a wild feline.  After her breathing slowed she twisted her torso and turned her head to kiss him long and languorously.   She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair.

“My Panther,” she cooed. “My Jungle God.  For only a god could fuck me the way you do.”

He buried his smirk in her hair.  Then he kissed her neck.  He pulled out and rolled over.  A strand of cum draped over the back of her thigh and their mingled juices wet the sheets.  They didn't even bother with Scourgify for the moment.  She rolled over and wrapped one leg over his, pressing herself against him. He held her and they both took a short nap.

Continued in Chapter 2

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