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Ecstasy
His tongue felt hot, sweet and gentle as it probed the inner contours of my mouth; teasing my bottom lip with a bite and suckling its tender flesh. I could feel an intimate fire seethe and unfurl within my stomach; the cool touch of his fingers finding their way under the cotton material of my shirt. The soft caress of his skin against my own was deadly; enough to send electric spasms of joy coursing through my spine. I suddenly found myself curving my body into him, towards his heated skin and bare chest. And as I dared to thread my fingers through his golden locks; our eyes met, crystal grey boring deep into gentle brown.
"Rose"
The voice was familiar, whispering softly against my ear... dripping with erotic passion and craving.
"I love you"
It was a statement; a simple fact. I didn't need to reply only show; I slammed our lips together, my hips straddling his thighs and hand unbuckling his belt.
Yes, I was in love with Scorpius Malfoy and it was pure ecstacy.