Who: Severus and Romana What: Being a married couple When: Early July Where: Their home Rating/Warnings: High/Married sex Status: Complete when posted
Daisy was sleeping. She was down for the night, and even though she was in her “big girl bed” and they were working on night-time potty training, Daisy rarely woke and crawled into bed with her Mum and Dad. She was such a good girl. It was a rare occurrence--though it did happen!--that she woke in a puddle, too. So, good things all around. Especially since Daisy was starting preschool in the fall.
Severus was laying in bed with a book. He frowned as he stared down at the page, wondering if the words were blurry because he needed sleep, or blurry because he needed glasses.
Romana had just been checking on their little girl, to make sure that she was actually asleep. Kids tended to try and act like they were and then get up to play without their parents knowing. She seemed asleep though, and so she went back into her bedroom, and started to get undressed for bed. “What are you reading?” she asked as she put the clothes in the hamper and went to get pajamas.
“We need to figure out Daisy’s birthday party, by the way.”
"Nothing interesting." Severus said. It was a copy of World War Z that had been going around the office. With the sight of his wife undressing, though, he closed the book to give her his attention instead. His face broke into a smirk. "Oh yes. The princess is turning three?"
Ah. She’d meant to read that one of these days. It looked like an interesting read, and an interesting movie. Or at least Romana thought Brad Pitt was pretty. Her bra unhooked and she went to slip on a t-shirt. “She is. I think she’ll remember this birthday, so we should actually do something. Maybe have one of those um.. slip n slides? Invite some kids over to play in the water.”
“Oh, that’s a good idea. She’s got some little girl friends from day care.” And probably some boy friends, too, but Severus hadn’t heard her talking about them as much as the other girls. They all played princesses or fairies or kittens, or whatever it was this week they were into. “I’ll barbeque. We can invite the families.” His eyes were on her as she moved. She was the most magnificent woman in the world.
“They might as well do something inside since it’s so unbearably hot outside lately. The summer means everyone wants to be in the pool and things like that. Kids like water slide.” It seemed like a simple solution to her. They could bring the girls from day care, or whoever she wanted to invite. “Good idea. I don’t really want to keep an eye on a bunch of three year olds without their parents around.” One was enough for her.
“I think the slide is a good idea. It’ll keep the kids cool. We can either rent or buy a large tent for part of the backyard? To provide extra shade.” He said, then lifted both hands as if inviting her to come into his arms.
“A tent sounds good. We grownups should be in the shade. Won’t do for everyone to die of heat stroke.” Extra shade was always a good thing. Romana grinned and hopped into the bed beside her husband and slid into his arms, putting hers around his waist.
“Or sunburns.” Because boy, did Severus burn. All he had to do was look outside and his nose went red. His arms wrapped around his wife and he turned to press his lips and admittedly rather large nose into her hair. “You smell good.” He breathed, closing his eyes and holding her close.
“Yes. Sunburns. I’ll make sure that you’re completely covered in sunscreen.” She knew just how bad his sunburn got if she didn’t remind him to put it on. Romana nuzzled up against him and slipped her hands up inside his shirt. “I do? How good?” she murmured against his neck, kissing against it.
“Mmmf,” Severus said, smirking, running his hands up and down her back. “Very good. Good enough to eat.” He smirked softly, drawing her in closer, then tipped his head down so he could kiss her properly.
“Oh well then you should do that then,” she teased lightly, nipping on his ear before her lips were against his. Romana kissed him hungrily, sliding her hands down his chest before going a bit lower.
Oh, that was definitely the plan. Severus returned her kisses, his body responding to her touch. His own hands moved in turn, wandering her form as they kissed. Hips, stomach, back, breasts. He felt possessive, hungry, needy.
She groaned against his mouth, pressing up against him as they moved on the bed. Romana had her hands on his hips, removing any form of clothing that he still had on. Her lips pressed against his neck and then his mouth again, teasingly letting her hands grope him a bit.
Severus moved both hands down to help her with the rest of his clothes, then brought his to her body and removed those, too. He wanted her skin against his, her mouth against his, her hands wandering over him. The hunger, the need, it meant she wouldn’t have to do a whole lot for him to be ready for her.
In a gentle, fluid motion, he gave her shoulder a push, rolling her onto her back. Then he kissed all the way down her neck, over her breasts, and down her stomach.
She pressed herself up against him, wanting to feel his skin just as much. Romana was kissing him harder, and faster in that eager rush to have him inside her. Her skin tingled, and she rubbed up against him as his hands wandered over her. She slid onto her back, letting him kiss down the length of her body, hands sliding up into his hair as she gave a noise of contentment. “Mmm.. you’re so good with that mouth of yours.”
“Well, I do get a bit of practice.” He mumbled against her skin, planting soft kisses between words. Then he delved down between her legs, pressing his face into her core, tongue and lips working to pleasure her as best he knew how.
Her back arched up off the bed and she let out a gasp. Romana gripped the back of his head a bit tighter and she whimpered, rocking up towards him the more he used his mouth on her. Good god that was good.
It was one of Sev’s favorite things to do. He started slow, gentle, powerful. But his pace quickened, his tongue working against her most sensitive spot. Then his finger slipped inside. And a second. Gently exploring, thrusting slowly.
Whimpering out loud, her eyes rolled shut and she gave into the sensation. She wouldn’t last long when he touched her like that. She warned him, the closer she got to her climax.
He brought her as close to the edge as he dared before slowing down and lightening his touches, letting her calm. Then he did it again. And again, trying to drive her mad with want.
Just as she thought she was about to come, he would stop and she would grunt in disapproval. It took all of her willpower not to grab the back of his head and force him between her legs. “Severus please.”
When she begged like that, how could he not give her what she wanted? What she needed? He doubled his efforts, slurping against her, fingers pumping in and out. He wanted to make her see stars.
Her eyes rolled shut and she tugged hard on his hair. It felt like she was coming apart. It only took mere moments before she was shouting and calling out his name. Soon she was coming hard, gasping and writhing on the bed.
He kept up his attentions as long as he dared, wanting to prolong her experience, then slowed. His mouth lifted, and his fingertips swirled around her clit as he moved up her body. In another moment, he’d guided himself to her core, then thrust up and inside. He’d been dying to do this, to make love to his wife. He only hoped he could give her a moment to recover before he took his own.
Her orgasm lasted for what seemed like an eternity. Her whole body seemed to be spasming, or at least that’s what it felt like. By the time she was finally getting her breath back, he was sliding up between her legs and sliding into her. She moaned and slid her legs around his waist and whimpered. “Fuck you feel good.”
Severus buried his face into her neck. He could still taste her, still feel that climax against his lips as if it was still happening. And the thrusting started before he could stop it, his body going on auto-pilot, wanting that sweet release more than anything.
Her nails slid up his back, digging in just enough. Every time he thrust into her, she made a little noise, and bucked back hard against him. She wanted every little inch of him.
If he’d been about a decade younger, he would have been able to do more for her. Perhaps go until she came a second time? But as it was, he was pretty close to spent already. His mind briefly wandered over what potions he might take to prolong this experience before the pleasure took over. He shuddered as he came, suddenly, spilling his seed inside her with a groan.
Ah yes the old age, it was such a bitch. Though right now she was just focused on him, wanting him to feel as good as possible. As she felt him come inside of her, she kissed against his neck. “Mmm.. much better?” she asked, nibbling at his ear.
“Oh God, Ro, you have no idea.” He grinned against her neck, breathing hard as he came down from that. He rolled off of her onto his side once he was a bit more calm, and wrapped his arms around her to hold her against him. “I love you.” Every breath was a happy sigh now.
Romana laughed a little and kissed his neck before letting him go. She stretched out on the bed, mostly her legs and turned over to face him. “I love you, too. Were you just distracting me with sex? I feel like we were in the middle of a conversation when you couldn’t keep your hands off me.”
“That’s the way it happens most of the time,” Severus mumbled, his arms still around her, hands still on her body. Though lazy now. Satiated. “What were we talking about?” A smirk spread across his features.
She shook her head at him and sighed. “Men. You’re all alike. At least if you’re human anyway.” From what she could tell, the aliens in her dreams didn’t do such things. “Never mind whatever we were talking about, you can roll over and fall asleep if you’d like.”
“I can’t help it if all the blood rushed from my head,” he teased, arms tightening around her. “Daisy’s birthday party.” He added, proud that he’d remembered. “What are we going to do?”
All she could do was snort in amusement. “Yeah that’s what you blame it on. Oh right, Daisy’s birthday party. Water slide. Barbecue. I think that was the extent of it. Unless you can think of something else.”
“I don’t think I can think of anything, let alone anything else,” Severus teased, planting soft kisses against her chest where he was currently cuddled up. “What do you think we should get Daisy for her birthday?”
“That’s the difficult question,” Romana said honestly with a hmm. She snuggled into him a bit and then shrugged. “I guess we should ask her what she wants.”
“She’s old enough now to tell us. Isn’t that...” He gave a little sigh. “When did our baby grow up?” He asked, his eyes falling closed. “...she’ll probably tell us she wants My Little Ponies.”
She gave him a little pat on the cheek. “I don’t know. She was just a baby the other day.” Romana frowned a bit and then shrugged. “Probably. If that’s what she wants, then that’s what she’ll get.”
“She was, wasn’t she? It was yesterday, wasn’t it? When she was born?” Severus teased a little, practically melting down against the bed. “She came walking out, holding up her sippy cup and asking for more chocolate milk.”
Romana looked a little amused. “Yes, she was born yesterday. Or three long years ago.” It was a long time ago, wasn’t it? She didn’t want to wait forever to give their kid a sibling. “Well there you go. Maybe she’ll want ponies and chocolate milk.”
“I think we can get her ponies and chocolate milk for her birthday.” Severus said, breaking into a smile. He tipped his face up and stole kissed from her lips.