It was raw and passionate and most importantly, wrong. They both knew it but it did not restrain them. To sit and watch one another every day, not being able to touch… he took full advantage, his hands exploring every part of her body he could reach. Her breath was ragged, mind swirling out of control at the pleasure, so lost and unprepared. Suddenly her breathing was no longer troubled by her ecstasy, but by the strong hands which pressed against her neck. Once used, she was no longer an interest. Her body crumpled to the floor as he disapparated.