Just sort of came to me yesterday while taking the train to work. How this popped in my sleepy head at 6:13 am, I have no idea. Never to tired to think of my favorite 'ship, I guess.
I suppose, this should really be posted in with my collection of drabbles…it's short enough. But I didn't write it for any contest or anything so I'm posting in separately. Anyway, enjoy. Review if you want.
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Title: Contentment
Word count: 392
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. Just playing with them for my own evil enjoyment.
Rating: M, is suppose. Not overly explicit though.
Warnings: None
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The cool high grass tickled his ears as the soft breeze drifted off the lake. The sun hung low on the horizon. He lay peacefully under the large yew; eyes closed, hands laced behind head, smile on his face.
His breathing was even. In, out. In, out. Controlled; matching the methodical rhythm of the girl's mouth that so sensually enveloped him.
A lick here, a well placed nuzzle there. 'This late Friday afternoon couldn't get much better than this,' he thought. But then it did.
The girl who was so prettily servicing him, suddenly sat astride him and he opened his eyes with a knowing smile to behold her natural beauty. Neither disrobed. With her skirt blanketing him she just eased her panties aside, took him gently in hand and slid him in.
They both sighed with the pleasure they'd been waiting for all week. She leaned down and kissed him lovingly. His arms surrounded her and held her close in order to whisper sweetly in her ear. They stared deeply into each other's eyes as she grinded slowly, purposefully on top of him.
"Don't ever leave me," he said.
And her answer was always the same, "Never. I love you too much."
Their breathing was much faster now, both working for the blissful release they craved from each other.
"You're mine, Granger," he panted.
"Malfoy," she moaned in reply.
Faster still, almost frantic for the moment that would put them over the edge into sweet oblivion.
Their coupling was quick, but spectacular. They came within minutes of their joining and they kissed each other long and slow riding their waves of passion until they finally subsided.
He stayed within her savoring her warmth for a few extra moments. By the time he finally slipped out of her, the sun had completely set. They straightened themselves and they sat together; her back to his front between his legs and wrapped in his strong embrace…in the cool grass, under the yew, overlooking the lake. Completely contented and willing to stay like that for the rest of his life, he took her left hand in his and raised it to his lips kissing softly the gold band on her second to last finger.
"Always, my wife. I will love you always."
She kissed his ring in return, "And I you, my husband. Always."