A Life of Love - III. Hearts Engaged - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

By the end of the summer, Bethany had received a letter of acceptance for a job studying various fairies in Sherwood Forest for a non-profit environmental group called W.I.S.H, which stood for Welfare of Indigenous Sprites Habitats.  W.I.S.H. was concerned with the habitat destruction of the forest and the sudden drop of the fairy population.  They wanted to give Bethany a stipend to study the problem and make a comprehensive report on the subject.  The group of fairy activists wanted to present at least the outline of the report to The Ministry of Magic Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures within eight months, in hopes of receiving more funding to fix the problems.  They presumed that if the Ministry was behind them they would be given years to study the fairies.  And they wanted Bethany to do the job.  The stipend was generous and the job, if she could get the outline and some deeper research done in eight months, ensured several years of steady pay.  However, it involved a move to a cottage on the outskirts of the forest near a thriving Muggle town.

She discussed the idea with Severus.  Since Severus's father was a Muggle, he didn't see why living near a bunch of them would be a problem.  He didn't make enough money at the Three Broomsticks to make leaving that job painful.  Besides, Bethany's job came complete, with a place to live.  Since Severus still wasn't sure what he was going to do permanently, he was rather enthusiastic about the move.

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By September, while it was still warm, they had made the move.  The cottage was not too small, and it was cozy.  Of course, the cottage was bigger on the inside than it appeared on the outside because it was enchanted.  There was enough room for Bethany to have her studio, now given over to sketching fairies and their habitats, hiding places, and homes.  The cottage even had a second floor with the master bedroom on it and a spare room.  Severus used this room for his potions, while the living room became home for Bethany's drawing and work.  The two lovebirds soon made themselves at home.

Severus refused to get a job in an entirely Muggle town.  Though he knew their ways, he didn't want to do their kind of drudgerous work.  So he set himself to making new potions that were so unique and effective that he ended up with a sort of by-owl-post delivery service.  This brought in extra money, so they were fairly well off since they stayed mostly in the wooded area of the forest where there was really nothing to spend money on.  Their lives were quiet and peaceful.  Severus would sometimes go out with Bethany on her expeditions and she would teach him more than he ever thought he'd know about all the different kind of fairies.  They also took picnics into the woods and found a pond they knew they would enjoy swimming in next Spring.  They made love in the lush grass of the forest floor where the sun shone down on them through the trees or in the dappled shade of ancient oaks.

Bethany suggested a game called 'Nymph' in which she would take off her clothes while Severus closed his eyes.  Then she would hide.  At the count of twenty he opened his eyes and tried to find her.  When he saw her in her hiding spot he was supposed to call out for example 'I see you hidden among the ferns over by the small maple.'  Then Bethany would get up and bolt to a designate safe spot. 

He was supposed to chase her and catch her before she could reach it.  But neither one of them really wanted her to reach the tree designated as Bethany’s nymph persona's safe spot.  So there was a lot of cheating involved in the game on a regular basis.  Sometimes Severus wouldn't count all the way to twenty before looking for her, other times he would sneak up to her in her hiding spot and ravish her right there, and every once in a while he would 'Disapparate' and reappear in front of the safe spot as Bethany was headed towards it   For her part, Bethany sometimes didn't hide well, or would run slower than she could, or not always make a straight line for the safe tree. 

She became so exhilarated at being caught in the woods like one of the fey that she always made sure Severus was totally satisfied whether he won or not.  Their sexual encounters in the forest, which was so beautiful and ancient, were always amazing.  Bethany loved being out in nature with her lover with no one else around for miles

Sometimes they went into town for shopping.  But one day, November 19th to be exact, Severus told her he was taking her to the symphony in a city a little farther away.  He hoped she had a dress for it.  He still had the tuxedo that her parents had bought for him.  Of course, Bethany had kept a few formal dresses just in case of such an emergency.  

That evening she came downstairs in a floor length royal blue gown that hugged all her curves and had slits up both sides to her knees.  Her hair was fastened in six small braids and looped up to be clasped by the crescent moon comb Severus had given her for her seveenteenth birthday.  The fact that her hair was off her back allowed Severus to see the large crystal shard that was attached to the gown by beads and hung from a long chain down the middle of her bare back.  Bethany was also wearing make-up again for one of the few times in her life that Severus had seen her in it.  Personally, he didn't think she needed it, yet it had a certain way of bringing out her eyes and lips that was quite alluring.  She wore two rings on her right hand that Severus had learned were family heirlooms.  One was a large oval star sapphire that rode on a wave of white gold.  Another was a black pearl on a silver swirl made to resemble in abstract a clam's shell.  On her left hand she wore one ring on her first finger.  It was a teardrop opal surrounded by v-shaped white gold that accentuated Bethany's long, slender fingers.  She wore no necklace because the collar of the dress was high.  She wore one ear cuff made of filigree silver with round sapphires dotting it.  It added a nice asymmetry.  Bethany had put some lightly sparkling dust on her face and arms so that she glittered faintly as though she were indeed a fey.  

The effect of all this was stunning to Severus.  He found himself bowing to her as she curtsied.  Then he reached for her hand and kissed it.  “You look ravishing. And I will be sure to be ravishing you tonight after dinner and the symphony.”

She gazed at him with eyes full of love.  He looked so handsome.  Plus he had bowed to her and kissed her hand.  Of course, he would be ravishing her tonight.  For now, he looked almost disbelieving at her beauty.  For her part, Bethany thought she must be the luckiest girl in the world to have a man who loved her like Severus did.  She told him so, and he turned slightly pink in the face.

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Soon they had 'Apparated' into the alley next to the fancy restaurant at which Severus had made reservations.  

They were seated quickly and the service was fast and extraordinarily helpful.  Severus almost missed his chance to pull out Bethany's seat for her because the waiter was readying to do so.  With great suavity, Severus stepped in and told the waiter that his assistance in this matter was appreciated but unnecessary.  He proceeded to block the waiter out of the way and pull out Bethany's chair.  Bethany almost laughed at this display of confrontation, except she thought it romantic that Severus desired so much to be the one to please her.

They ordered very expensive dishes and a bold, sweet red wine.  The food and drink were delicious but Bethany was beginning to wonder how they would afford all this.  When she confessed her concerns, Severus merely waved them away.  She trusted him to know what he was doing, especially since, for a while now, they hadn't really spent money on much except food to cook at home plus potion and art supplies.  

The desert was a richly decadent chocolate pie.  It had a layer of dark chocolate fudge, a layer of whipped white chocolate, and a chocolate cookie bottom.  It was served chilled with chocolate chips pasted onto the back side using chocolate frosting and it had chocolate syrup drizzled over all.  They both thought it was aptly named, Death by Chocolate.  The two lovers split the dessert, but it ended up being a little too much chocolate for Severus.  He stopped eating after several bites which was fine with both of them. Since he didn't want any more he left the rest for Bethany, who apparently would never be killed by too much chocolate no matter what chefs named their concoctions.

After dessert was cleared away, and as the check arrived the maître d' came to their table with a medium sized box wrapped in silver paper.  

He handed it to Severus, saying, “Here you are Sir, safe and sound jut as you left it with us the other day.”

Severus thanked him and handed him an appropriate amount of Muggle money.  The man snapped his fingers before he left to call over the violinists.  Bethany was quite surprised by all of this and asked what was going on.

“For you, My Love.  I hope you like it.  I just thought I'd give you a present before we attend the symphony tonight.”

He handed the box over to her.  

“Oh,” she said excitedly.  “I hope it's not something that you want me to wear to the symphony tonight because I have already styled my hair and have myself all decked out.”  She said this remembering the necklace he had given her on her seventeenth birthday.  She knew she didn't have room to wear a necklace with this dress.  

“It will match what you're wearing today and be appropriate for all occasions,” Severus said.

“Oh, I bet it's a corsage,” she said as she unwrapped the paper.

Severus snapped his fingers remembering something.  That was apparently the cue for the violinists to depart which is not what Severus had meant.  He managed to catch one by the arm before he left and whisper something.  The man hurried off towards the maître d'.

“No, it's not a corsage,” said Severus.  Then he mumbled something that he wouldn't repeat.   “You'll never guess,” he affirmed.  “At least not the first part.”

“The first part?” she repeated, her curiousity fully kindled.  

She opened the box and pulled out the gift which was wrapped in paper for protection.  She could feel that it was heavy and guessed it was fragile before she unveiled it to find a painted porcelain coach drawn by two white horses.  It was delicately beautiful with its coachman and horses lined in gold.  It was Muggle made and antique she could tell.  However, Severus had enchanted it so that the coachman, wheels, and horses moved.  When she set the coach down on the table the horses pulled the coach across the surface while the little coachman reined them in before they trotted to the edge.  Then the coachman stepped down from his seat, turned to Bethany and, taking off his hat, gave her a graceful bow.  Bethany clapped at the performance, smiling brightly.

Severus, however, not wanting to draw the attention of Muggles to the magical item, whispered to the coach, “It's midnight.”  

The coachman returned to his seat and sat still.  The horses quit pawing the ground and chewing their bits, becoming rigid.  The wheels immobilized.  The coach was back to being a regular Muggle artifact.  

Severus told Bethany that the words to reanimate the coach were, “Off to the dance.”

The whole affair reminded Bethany of a Muggle fairy tale she had heard as a child and loved.  It was about a poor girl who went in a magical coach and dress to a ball and met a prince.  But she had to leave the party at midnight because the magic wore off then.  As she ran home, her glass slipper came off and the prince found it.  He searched all the kingdom for the girl who would fit the slipper.  When he found her, he fell in love and married her.  Among its many names, the story was called Cinderella.  Bethany had shared her favourite Muggle fairy tales with Severus before because they were so romantic, even if they told a lot of magical details wrong.  Severus knew her favourite stories, and when Bethany told him that the coach reminded her of that story, he leaned back and smiled.

“I know,” he said.  “That's why I bought it for you.  Why don't you open it?”

“Open it?” she asked confused.  

Just then the maître d' arrived again with something behind his back which he handed to Severus who also kept it hidden.  The man left.

Severus said, “I'm afraid that this is as close to as corsage as you're going to get tonight.  Still, I think that you'll appreciate it.”

He pulled from behind his back an enchanting royal blue rose with a note attached to it.  Bethany gasped and reached out to take it with trembling fingers.  

“They are so rare,” she said.  “They don't exist in nature.  You have to breed them specially. This one must have cost a lot of money.”

“Actually, I called in a favour from Professor Sprout back at the start of summer when we lived in Hogsmeade.  She grew a blue rose bush, mainly because I said it was for you and she remembered what a wonderful student you were.  I sent word recently that I would need the flowers soon but apparently this isn't the time of year that they bloom.  So Professor Sprout had to work a little magic but managed to succeed in getting this one to blossom properly.  There were supposed to be more, but this is all I could do.”

Bethany went into raptures.  “You did all that for me!  You’re such a darling!  I think one flower is more significant than a bouquet of them. After all, the color does mean enchantment and magic, which is how you achieved this one in winter.”

Severus smiled knowingly.  “I think you should read the card.”

She opened the card and read:

Dearest Bethany,

These gifts are tokens of my favour,
testaments to a love that will not waver.
Once upon a time like in a fairy tale,
I fell under life's most enchanting spell.

We met and I have loved you since,
But in name only am I called Prince,
Still, I want to be yours, My Princess,
So I am hoping this will be a success,
      I know for sure that you fit the shoe—

There was nothing more written on the card.  Bethany turned it over.  She looked at Severus puzzled.

He said again, “Why don't you open the coach?  The top of it comes off.  Take a peek inside.”

Severus held his breath as she smiled wonderingly and opened the top of the coach.  Inside was a tiny porcelain slipper just big enough to hold a ring in.  Then, there it was, glistening in a white gold band set with a marquise cut solitaire diamond—a ring which could only symbolize one thing.  

Bethany's eyes seemed to reflect all the light in the room as she looked at the ring and gasped, putting her hand over her heart.  She was spellbound by the sight of the ring and felt a little dizzy.  She seemed to hear Severus say something about going ahead and picking it up.  So she reached in with trembling fingers and picked up the porcelain slipper with the ring in it.  There was a small piece of paper attached to the shoe.  She pulled it off and read:

So I hope that you will say 'I do.'  
Eternally Yours, Sevy

Immediately, she looked up at Severus with the kind of adoration and delight that could have melted a troll's heart.  But the look was given to a heart already filled with love for her.  Before she found words to speak, Severus reached out and plucked the ring from the slipper which Bethany was still holding.

“Pardon me,” he said, “But I need to borrow that for a moment only.  I was once told that you wouldn't give me an answer unless the question was asked and I haven't technically asked you anything yet.  So...”  

He stood up and walked over to her side of the table.  Then he knelt down on one knee, holding out the ring.  Bethany put her right hand over her mouth and her eyes misted with tears.  Severus smiled to see that his proposal was going so well.  Bethany seemed to be almost radiant with light.  

“Bethany Wright,” he began.  “I cannot possibly express how deeply I love you.  Yet I hope tonight will give you some idea.  Just as the last few years have been a declaration of my love for you, I want the rest of my life to be a living memorial of our love.  However, I cannot do it alone.  I need you to fill the role of companion, lover, confidante, best friend, and wife.  If you will have me, I promise to cherish you always.  I will work with you through times both good and bad.  I promise to be your soft place to fall and your protector.  I will do my best to make our life together one of peace, joy, and prosperity.  So I ask you Bethany, will you marry me?”

Bethany, whose eyes were already overflowing, nodded her head, managed to squeak a “yes.”

Severus was flooded with relief though he hadn't realized how tense he was.  Of course she would say yes, well, he had counted on it at any rate.  He reached out for her left hand and she gave it to him, trembling, with the porcelain slipper still between her fingers.

“I'll take that and give it back to you in just a moment, like I said I would do with this.”

Severus took the ring, which sparkled rainbows in the candlelight, and slipped it onto Bethany's third finger, the one that has a vein in it that flows straight to the heart.  He bent and kissed her hand, admiring it with its new addition, then gently let it go.  Bethany still held out her hand, turning it a little this way and that to watch the dazzling colors it flashed and to get used to the look of a ring on that finger.

“Oh Sevy.”  She broke down and clutched him about the neck.  She was crying into his ear.  “Oh Sevy, I love you so much.  I'm so glad you finally asked me.  Of course, I do.  Naturally, yes.  Yes a thousand times.  I can't wait be Mrs. Bethany Snape.”

“Wow.” thought Severus “I wasn't thinking quite that far ahead.  The name does have a nice sound to it though.  Mr. and Mrs. Severus Snape.”

Bethany finally let go and Severus was able to stand her up and kiss her in front of the whole restaurant.  They had, of course, attracted the attention of several patrons, most of the waiters, and all the violists who came back to play for them again.  Some people clapped and cheered.  The two lovers basked in the spotlight for a few minutes, barely noticing anything outside each other.  

Then they had to leave to catch the symphony.  

The orchestra played the Sixth Symphony, a pastoral by Beethoven, whom Bethany adored.  The dreamy, romantic tunes of the symphony and the enchanting atmosphere of the theatre itself fit their mood like Bethany's new engagement ring suited her in all her finery.  They listened intently, holding hands all the while, but each was in his or her own head with the music.  They let it take them on a journey of what their life would be like together in all its pastoral beauty, so that even when the dark clouds gather and the rain comes, still the sun comes again and with it a rainbow.

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“I can't wait to tell my mom,” Bethany said once they popped back into their home.

“Uh-huh,” was all that Severus responded

“She and Dad will be thrilled don't you think?”

“Uh-huh,” said Severus as he began guiding her up the steps, holding her by the hand.

“We'll have to drop by their house tomorrow and tell them.  Mom will cry no doubt.”

“Uh-huh,” Severus persisted as he led her down the short hall.

“They both love you Sevy and they'll be so happy!”

“Uh-huh,” he said as he picked her up, craddling her in both arms as he carried her into the bedroom

“Wheee,” she said as he picked her up, but she continued talking. “Tonight was so wonderful, Sevy, Darling.  I just can't believe it.  Thank you for such a romantic proposal.”

“Uh-huh,” Severus had set her down on the bed and was leaning over her nuzzling into her neck as he answered.  

He began kissing her first on the neck, then nibbling her ear, then moving to her mouth.  She quickly returned the kiss.  They eventually had to stop to catch their breaths.

Bethany seemed impressed but confused.

“I understand that your grunts of accordance mean that you are only thinking about getting laid.  But I was just trying to share my excitement with you.”

“Let me share my excitement with you,” he said in a deep voice as he got on top of her and pressed his bulge in between her legs.

“Oh, stop it.”  She laughed. “You have a one-track mind tonight.”

“Untrue,” he said.  “I heard everything you said.  I just think your wrong about one thing.  You think tonight was wonderful.  But if you think that was impressive wait, until you see what tonight will be like.”

“Mmm,” she hummed.  “What's making you so rowdy tonight?”

“Are you kidding?” he said with a huff.  “Weren't you there?  We had an incredible romantic evening that involved dinner, wine, personal violinists, lots of chocolate, and a whole symphony.  In that time, I asked the most beautiful girl in the world, who happened to be dressed like royalty, to marry me.  She said YES!  That only happens once, if you are incredibly lucky.  It just happened to me and it’s such a high I can't come down.  Let me just put it this way, I feel like getting luckier, and I think we should make our own symphony now.”

Bethany laughed at the last part.  Still, she was incredibly flattered.  She ran her hands thorough his raven locks, looking at him adoringly from a giddy, almost otherworldly place.

“Let me try again.  We just got engaged tonight. That means,” he began kissing towards her ear and whispered, “That I get to make love to my fiancée for the very first time.  It's another first for us that will never be repeated.”

Bethany's eyes widened as she thought about this aspect. “You're right,” she said, becoming suddenly very aroused herself.  “It's time to make love to my fiancé for the first time.”

She grabbed him by the tuxedo collar and pulled him into an impassioned kiss.  He took this cue to begin undressing her, but hadn't the faintest idea how.  He felt around until finally Bethany realized what he was doing.

“Oh," she said.  "It pulls off over the head.  But let's not worry about that right now.  Lets stay almost completely clothed.  These outfits are hot!”  

He obliged her by feeling down her leg and putting his hand beneath the slit in her dress on her right side to rub her leg a few moments before he pulled the dress up to her waist.  He saw that she was wearing black mesh panties with two little embroidered cherries on the front.  Once he pulled them off he saw the back of the panties was only a thin strip with another embroidered cherry right where it would have been between but over her buttocks’ cheeks.

“Well, how appropriate,” he smiled, then smirked, and looked at her with a raised eyebrow.  “I guess you can take the naughty girl out to the symphony... but you can also take the naughty girl out of her panties, which is even better, especially now that I've got your cherry.”  He held her panties up and nodded to the embroidery.

“You think you're so cute don't you?” she said with pursed lips. “And you're right,” her face cracked into a smile and she laughed.  “I guess I didn't match my undergarments with my aristocratic exterior.  You should see my bra.  It has cantaloupes on it.”  

She started laughing again and so did he.  

He rose on his knees, straddling one of her thighs. “I know how to get you to be serious,” he said with a knowing look in his eyes.

Severus unfastened his pants as Bethany watched with a smile.  He pulled out his hard member and her eyes sparkled, transfixed.  She reached out one hand and began stroking it.  Severus leaned his head back and sighed.  She kept it up for a good while and he began fondling her bud of pleasure as well.  They both sighed and moaned.  He could feel her getting wet, and cupped his hand over her mound and slipped two fingers inside.  He began moving them in and out until soon she was rolling her hips and so caught up in what he was doing that she forgot her part.  That was fine with Severus.  It just meant that it was time to move along.  

He pulled his hand from her and was about to bring the wet fingers to his mouth.  Before he could, Bethany took his hand and redirected it to her mouth, and sucked her honey off his fingers.  Severus watched intensely, extremely aroused by the act of her licking her juices off his hand.  She put both his fingers in her mouth at first and pulled them slowly out, gazing up at Severus the whole time.  Then she took each finger in turn and began sucking on it.  Once all the cream was licked off, Bethany took Severus's middle finger in and out of her mouth.  She treated it like his phallus, sucking, swirling around it with her tongue, grazing underneath the end digit with her lower teeth, and finally licking the tip with quick little laps.  He moaned because of the sensations and what they symbolized.  

Severus decided it was long past time, and moved between her thighs. He bent over her and nibbled on her neck as his stiff member slid up and over her golden-furred mound.  She moaned for him to take her, so he did. Grasping himself with one hand, he moved the bulbous tip to her wet entrance and pushed all the way inside of her with one slow thrust.  She looked down, over the corset of her dress, and held her bunched skirts flat so that she could watch his shaft disappear as she felt it fill her. When his pelvis met hers, she let her head fall back on the pillow and released her skirts.  She moved both hands up to her head to grab the pillow, and let out a harsh breath.  

Severus began to do his paces.  He kept up a steady speed and thrust deeply.  He knew this was just the preliminaries.  Besides, Bethany looked too good not to ravish.  Again he felt like he was playing too rough with someone else's doll.  But they were adults and engaged now.  If she was a doll, she was his doll.  And this slight feeling of possessiveness made him want her more.  It was not long before the pale skin of her chest exposed above the corset was flushed, and she was screaming from climax and he was pouring himself into her.

They stopped only briefly because they were hot in their clothes, so they abandoned them.  Bethany took off all her jewelry except her new engagement ring.  The sight of her standing naked with his ring on her finger made Severus want her again desperately.  He grabbed her around the waist and held her to him, bending his head onto her shoulder.  She leaned into his chest and hugged him back.  He could feel the ring against his warm skin.  He pulled away and took her hand, kissing first it then the ring.

This time he lay her down on her belly and knelt between her legs from behind.  It was one of their favourite positions because she could lift her pelvis and he could hold her hips as he pulled her up against his thrusts, then pushed her away as he pulled almost all the way out of her.  This gave the greatest range of motion and also hit both of Bethany's internal pleasure spots while she reached underneath to play with her clit.  They maintained this position for some time, even after they both had another climax.  They were on the brink where pleasure meets pain after a second orgasm.  So they decided to cool down for a while.  

It was not long before Severus had an idea.  “Do you know what we've still never done?”

Bethany thought fairly hard about this, because it seemed like they had done everything except hang from the chandelier.

“Here I'll show you,” he said moving her and himself into position. 

She found herself with her legs spread over his face, sitting on his mouth, while she faced his hard organ.  She took it into her mouth almost instinctively as he began to pleasure her from below.  Bethany kept up a good pace, moaning and mouthing, sucking and licking, until she realized she was concentrating so hard on what she was doing that she was forgetting to enjoy his actions.  She slowed down and let the feeling of his lapping tongue wash over her.  

Soon however, she found herself not doing anything at all to him because she was breathing so hard and screaming.   He was also making pleasured noises although she wasn't touching him.  She could tell that he was enjoying pleasing her.  That turned her on and she started sucking on him again fiercely.  Soon they were both working hard, moaning and breathing onto each other's sex.  Then she noticed he had stopped licking her.  

She took a break and rolled to the side to tell him she didn't think this was going to work because one of them was bound to not be able to concentrate.

“Well, we'll just have to work on our concentration skills then.  We have our whole lives ahead of us to do it.  It will help with spells too.  Just now, though, I'm determined for both of us to climax this way.”  

She nodded and got back on top of him, straddling his face.  She took her time and built up the tension.  This approach seemed to work better.  They both stayed on target and relished each other's enjoyment.  It took a long time, especially since they had already had three orgasms each, but eventually their hard work paid off.  

Bethany climax blossomed as she was leisurely sucking Severus with a gentle bobbing motion.  This caused her to gasp and swallow more of his organ before she released him to breath again.  He loved this feeling and she could tell.  She began deep-throating him regularly.  Bethany knew by his moans that Severus was getting close.  She pulled his cock out of her mouth and started to lick down the length of him.  He caught his breath and let out an almost pained sound.  Then Bethany gently put his nether sack into her mouth and began to suckle lightly.  

To Severus it felt as though stars were exploding inside his body.  He certainly felt like he was seeing stars when he opened his eyes, so he kept them shut and let her work.  She let her tongue roam around in her mouth, tracing the line between the two mounds, letting her tongue swirl around as she normally did with his cock.  Soon she could feel his hips stiffen.  Severus started to scream, so she quickly moved her mouth back to the tip of his member just in time to catch the pearl-colored liquid as it shot into her mouth.  She swallowed quickly and cleaned off the head with her tongue as she held his stiff member.  

Then she began gently massaging his mounds with her other hand, trying to work him down gradually from his peak since she had to abandon her work with them so quickly.  However, she was not yet experienced with handling his testicles and didn't realize how sensitive they were.  She continued to hold his stiff shaft up with one hand and watched his mounds in her other hand as she cupped and rolled them in her palm. She didn't realize this was actually arousing him again.  With no warning but a moan, Severus's shaft pulsed in her other hand as he climaxed.  A strand of creamy fluid erupted from the tip.  Bethany was bent over him when this happened, so her neck and breast received a stripe of his opalescent essence.  

This sudden act startled her into rolling off of Severus. He didn't quite realize what had happened until he saw the beads of his essence shimmering on her in the light.  He apologized for not warning her about the second release, but in the same breath he was surprised at the sensuality of her naked body painted with his pearly droplets.

“You look so hot with my cum on you!” he said.

“Oh, really?” she said looking down at the now running droplets.

 She didn't really know what to think about it.  He had never released on her before.  She thought it was warm and wet, possibly requiring the 'Scourgify' spell to clean thoroughly.  She didn't feel insulted, and wondered why he had apologized.  If he thought it was sexy, then she guessed went with it.  

He asked, “Can you lift your breast and lick some of that off?  That is if you don't mind.”  

Bethany tried and found that she could.  

He looked at her with his mouth hung open and his eyes blazing with lust as he said, “Come here.”

But he didn't wait for her to move.  Instead, he pulled her to him.  Leaning her backwards, he lapped and sucked her wet breast, catching the milky substance in his mouth.  He licked his way up to her mouth and kissed her deeply.  When he pulled her back upright, she was flustered from delight.

Severus had one more request.  “Rub it in like lotion,” he said in his softest, most beguiling voice.  

So Bethany rubbed what was still on her breasts, chest, and now belly into her skin in a slow, sexy motion.  She looked at him with eyes of lust the whole time.  Unfortunately, it was getting sticky.

She reached for her wand, but he put a hand on hers. “No, don't Scourgify it.  Let's take a shower instead.”  

Bethany thought a hot shower would be wonderful, so they took one together.  However, their wet, naked bodies rubbing slightly against each other induced them into another passionate encounter. First, each one washed the other's long hair, massaging the shampoo and conditioner in.  Then they lathered each other up with soap.  Severus ran his hands over her soft curves just as Bethany ran hers over his muscles.  Touching like this excited them both.  

So Severus took Bethany while standing up against the wall of the shower.  It was difficult to find the right position at first, until Bethany lifted one leg and put her foot on the towel rack so that Severus could have easier access. He held his hand behind her head so she wouldn't knock it against the shower wall.  Then he pounded her, watching her wet breasts swing. She clutched at his wet black hair and he grabbed a fist of her wet blonde hair until they both had another oargasm.  

He then bent her over so that she had her hands on the water spout for the bath.  Since they were in an easy to clean environment, Severus worked his member until it was entirely embedded in her forbidden entrance.  He began thrusting in and out and she moaned as she reached down to dally with her clit.  Then she pushed three fingers inside her womanhood while rubbing her pleasure spot with a thumb.  With all her hot spots stimulated at once like that it didn't take her long to climax with the intensity of a thunderstorm—complete with her wails like the wind, the lightning of her heated impulses, the wetness from her sex, and the added pounding like thunder of Severus's thrusts.  Her huge reaction to this stimulation caused Severus to finish shortly after.  

They were both winded as they washed off again.  Sex in the shower was a first just like so many other things had been that night.

Bethany slept cuddled next to Severus with her damp hair in braids. She told him when she took them out the next day her hair would be soft and wavy, almost curly.  It always turned out very pretty when she fixed it this way.  He said he couldn't imagine her being more beautiful, but that he looked forward to ravishing her with curly hair the next morning.  He was looking forward to it, but more than anything they both longed for a good night's sleep together.  Bethany sighed and rested her head on his chest as he put his arm around her to pull her closer and kiss her forehead.  

They slept soundly until late in the morning.  They awoke the next day to their first full day as an engaged couple.

Continued in Chapter 3

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