My home is into you
Her hands were scratching softly down his back; her nails –red, well-trimmed, as befitting her station–, found the maze of scars on his back. Any other woman would have shied away from them; he had other lovers before, and they were all trying not to feel them.
Hermione though –smart woman–, scratched right through them, bringing a slight ache and an unexpected sense of solace in him.
“Lay down, little witch,” he muttered. There was nothing more he could say; his lips latched around a nipple and suckled, as if her skin was the essence he needed in order to survive.
He hadn’t told her, even after all those years: but Severus loved Hermione in a way he didn’t think possible. He had saved her life once; and she saved his soul every day.
“There you go, so sweet for me. Do you need me to take you so much?” he said, and she chuckled defiantly. One of her hands weaved through his hair, tugging on it, giving him that short moment of pain he felt to be so intricately linked to pleasure –but she never judged him for that.
“Don’t make me wait, then,” she purred, a soft challenge in his ear before she closed her lips around his lobe. She always knew what he liked; and it had been five years since the first time she did this. Back then, when she was still married to Weasley and unappreciated and lonely beyond measure.
Today, five years later, it was the first time they were making love in their legally shared bedroom.
His hand slipped between her legs; his fingers trailed soft skin on her inner thighs, then dipped into her warmth until she was panting with need.
“I’m ready for you,” she said, placing a hand on his hip –a subtle gesture of what she truly needed–, and Severus knew that she talked about more than their coupling. She talked about their common life, starting today, finally in plain daylight. He and her, two paths that finally met each other.
Being with you feels like coming home, was the first thought he had when he entered her, hard and warm and hers, utterly hers. He had never told her that aloud; but he knew she knew it already.