in noctem (C) mrs del licourt
i don't own lily and i don't own james either, though i'd surely appreciate if i did.
dicite eis quos amabam
"Haven't got enough of me yet, James?" She asked, her skin still moist from the shower she had took three minutes before - he surprised her wrapping his arms around her waist silently while she combed her red hair. The air in the bathroom was humid, the mirror was blurry and tiny water drops fell from her bangs directly to the only thing she was wearing: a green towel. For her, she was a complete mess. For him, she looked prettier than ever.
"Hmmm. Not quite." He ran his lips through her naked neck and shoulders, inhaling her perfume. She smelled like honey, pumpkins, fresh air and orchids. Awkward, yet ravishing. "Is this Cauldron Cake Essence?"
She nodded, smiling. He pulled her closer, his chest touching her back when the towel fell a little on her body, and whispered in her ear, "See? Still sober."
"We can fix that", she gave him a mischievous smirk, turning to face him. He put his lips smoothly on her chin and kissed her, and kept doing that until he had covered her whole face with tiny, soft kisses. When she smiled with her eyes closed, he put their lips together tenderly and she shivered.
He noticed it, "Shivering? What for, darling?"
"You, of course." She laughed; the air was filled with the sound of birds singing during summer. Or at least James thought that was what it sounded like.
"Me?" He asked, faking surprise.
"Yeah, you, silly. You are so sweet."
He touched her face gently with his hand, running his thumb on her blushed cheeks. He looked deeply in her eyes, trying to show her everything she couldn't possibly understand with the words he intended to say. The two emeralds sparkled graciously - James realized he had to stop looking at them like that if he wanted to be conscious for the next five minutes. Lastly, he gave up; nothing he could say seemed good enough.
"Promise me something?" His voice blew kindly in her ear after he kissed its lobe.
"Sure." She answered in a low voice, still numb from his touch. He was never the one to ask for promises. "What's it?"
He looked quickly inside her eyes again, "Don't ever let me let you forget how much I love you."
She bit his lower lip and gave him his favorite smile:
"Obliviate..." Lily whispered, and then laughed. "I'm just kidding, hon. I won't."
nunquam obliviscar
"Tell those I love I'll never forget." This is just something I had here and believe me, I did not intend to post it but oh well. Why not. Be gentle, pals.