"Dance with me." He offered out his hand whilst his heart leapt into his throat. She took his proffered hand and he led her onto the dance floor.
Dancing slowly she rested her head upon his chest and listened to the fast pace of his heart beat whilst he placed his hands around her waist and held her close to him.
She breathed deeply, her mind foggy as she took in his intoxicating scent, the music pace rose and soon the two people were dancing fast, noticing only each other and no-one else.
She gazed up at his emerald eyes, his messy hair, his scar and his lips. She could barely remember what it was like to kiss him, to be with him.
He watched, mesmerised at her swinging hips and her loose tumble of auburn hair, her eyes alight with a passion he had not seen before.
Once again the music slowed, once again he brought her close to him. He held her in his arms, not wanting to let go. She placed her arms around his neck, gazing into the deep pools of emerald.
He lowered his head and softly kissed her neck, making her skin tingle.
She shivered with anticipation at the touch and smiled to herself.
He moved his hands to the small of her back, feeling the silk of her dress slide beneath his fingers.
She pulled his head towards hers and kissed him softly.
His lips burned as she kissed him and he found he wanted more. Taking her hand he led her outside, neither speaking, both knowing this was the last time they could be together.
They danced in the moonlight, to the music beating in their hearts. He held her close and whispered in her ear, what she longed to hear.
"I love you." the words were gentle and meant so much.
She didn't reply, instead she captured his gaze and kissed him passionately, her delicate eyes fluttering shut as they moved backwards. Her back hit the wall and she pulled away slightly.
Breathing heavily, her hands in his hair, she too whispered those three little words.
"I love you."
And once again they kissed, their lips met in heated passion and the moon the only witness.
She moved her hands from his neck to his chest, and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, feeling the familiar taught skin beneath her fingers.
He kissed her neck as she ran her hands across his bare chest. Her heart beat racing as he slowly undid the zip on the back of her dress.
He slipped his hands between the fabric as he kissed her upon the lips again.
Neither noticed a lone figure move toward them.
Neither noticed the figure as he stood and watched.
But they noticed when he suddenly shouted, shattering their last night with two single words.
"Bloody Hell!"
An old fanfic I found when going through my old files.
Thought It would be nice to post!
Another chappy ?