Sequel to The Life I Chose to Live
"I never thought you'd mes up baking." Hermione said as she stifled a laugh. "You're supposed to be the BEST Potions Master in existence."
He glared at her through his black locks of hair. "Baking is not the same a Potions. It for one, uses muggle devices, which prove to be something hazardous." he ground out. "If you're done smirking there, let's see what you can do, Miss Know-it-All."
She laughed as he pouted, and raised her eyebrow sardonically. "Bring it on, Professor."
A few minutes later, Hermione set the batter into the oven, and went over to a sulky Severus.
"You know, you look perfect when you're scowling." she said, throwing her arms around him.
"You'd never win me with that, Miss Granger."
"Oh really?" she unbuttoned her blouse slowly. "What would this do?"
He swallowed thickly, and shook his head, though his groin obviously disagreed.
"I didn't hear you." she said, dropping her bra to the floor.
"N-No." he stammered. "That's not gonna w-work."
She smiled cheekily at him, and began stroking his length through the silk of his boxers.
He closed his eyes and moaned softly.
"Was that a yes?"
"Hermione." he cupped her cheek and saw the obvious desire in her eyes.
Sighing softly, he kissed her It became a battle of tongues, and he ran his hands through her hair.
"I won." she sputtered in between kisses.
"I have no objection." he ground out, as he carried her to the bedroom. "I think it's time to add a third child." he added thoughtfully.
"There couldn't be another time." she agreed, removing their clothes with a quick divesto.
He knelt before her, trailing kisses along her inner thigh, before pushing her on the bed.
"My goddess." he murmured, pushing into her hot and pulsating core, again and again.
"Ah, Severus!" she screamed, as her orgasm overtook her.
With a few last strokes of his own, he shuddered and spilled his seed into her.
"I love you, my darling." he muttered, holding her close to him.
"I love you too, Severus." she answered, shivering slightly as he muttered a Cleansing Charm.
Then a foul, burning smell reached their noses.
"What in Merlin's bloody underpants is that?" Severus yelled.
In a flash, Hermione was out of bed and into the kitchen. Severus walked behind her calmly.
"Oh no! Sebastian and Serphina's birthday cakes are ruined!" she wailed, flinging the wasted batter into the sink.
He clutched his sides and laughed. She gave him her most Snape-ish glare, and he laughed even harder.
"What, pray tell, is driving you into insane laughter?" she demanded.
He composed himself and smirked, "It just proves that I never lose."
"You love me anyway, don't you?" he drawled.
"You wish." she responded, vanishing the mess.
"Come on, love. Don't you think they would like a baby brother or sister more than a cake?" he whined.
Hermione grinned and pushed past her husband, stalking to the bedroom, leaving Severus gob-smacked in the kitchen.
"Are you coming or will I have to pleasure myself?" she yelled.
Severus couldn't help but grin as he got some chocolate syrup from the refrigerator and headed for the room.
"I wouldn't miss it for anything." he drawled slyly.
a/n why boredom makes me write one-shots, or sequels, I'll never know. Review, everyone!