My shoes clicked down the cold stone stairs as I descended and started down a hallway, only torches lit my way. A few students in green and silver stood in tight circles of friends.
"Get to bed." I ordered them.
"Yes, Headmistress Ravenclaw." They hurried farther down the passage.
My fist pounded on his door, it made a echoing hollow sound in the empty hallway. It swung open at my force and I stopped in. He sat at his desk surrounded by a few candles.
"Do come in, Rowena dear." Salazar said sarcasticly.
"Do you know what Helga just said to me?" I shouted at him.
He sighed and set his quill down on his desk "I suspect I know."
I stopped over to him and slapped him across the face, back handed "How could you?"
"Bloody hell! It was just a kiss. That's it, Rowena." He stood, grabbed my shoulders, and looked into my eyes.
I had to clench my jaw to keep the tears from coming "I don't want to hear it. Let go."
He loosened his grip ever so slowly, his hand trailed slowly down my arm, his other hand found my long black wavy hair as he brought my face to meet his and he kissed me ever so gently "It doesn't even compare to her..." His hands swiftly unhooked my necklace and it fell to the ground, saffires hit the stone with a light chime-like sound.
I kissed him, more urgently this time, I couldn't believe he was all mine...
We sunk slowly to the cold stone and I slid his loose green shirt over his head, exposing his pale muscles in the candlelight. His hands softly caressed my back, undoing each little button on my dark blue dress. Little black buttons showered us as he ripped the rest of the back open, exposing my corset that her began un-lacing it.
My hands danced across his shoulders, his neck, his back. My corset came free and he lay me out on the floor, kicking off the blue satin of my dress with his feet, I felt the fabric run off of my breasts and my stomach. I was completely bare now, save for my bloomers with he began to slide off of my hips, down my thighs and off.
We sat panting together on the cold floor, him onto of me. My fingers delicately traced the bulge in his pants and he moaned against me. I slowly unbuttoned his trousers, torturing him a bit longer before sliding them off along with his undergarments. His mouth delicately kissed my nipple and it grew hard under his touch, his hand gently tickled between my legs, imposing between my folds. I wished I wasn't so wet. It would give him such great satisfaction.
He kissed back up to my mouth, his hands kneaded my thighs, making me shutter with pleasure. He gently parted my legs apart, and I let him push his length through my folds and enter me. His hands moved to massaging my buttocks as he pushed through.
I reached my first organism with a gasp and I shuttered against the floor, but he was more determined. He pushed harder, rougher. His hands where everywhere, on my back, my butt, my breasts, my hair. I grasped his neck and brought him down to me, I loved his warmth, his breath, everything that made up him.
I reached my second orgasm, this one was harder. I had to try not to scream in fear of drawing attention from students. I gritted against his chest .
"Oh, set me free already!" I gasped for breath.
He pulled me closer to him and whispered in my ear "Never."
I couldn't help it, I screamed up at the ceiling as my final orgasm took me. I could hardly hear Salazar cry out as he came against me. We held each other close as we shuttered the last of our ecstasy.
His grip loosened as he pulled out of me.
I gripped my arms around him "Please don't let me go. Stay here."
He rolled over and I laid my head on his shoulder. I could hear his heart beat slowing, but he was still panting. His hand caressed my hair, smoothing my dark waves "I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here."