Predicament
Chapter 1
Prologue
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She was laughing.
She was laughing as they ran in the rain, as he slipped and fell in the mud, as she was pulled down with him, as they stared in each other's eyes… Then they kissed, oh, they kissed! The heat of their passion would have been enough to dry their clothes. Unfortunately, the need for oxygen rudely interrupted their wet and dripping kiss.
Gasping for breath, he asked her, "You willing to do this, love?" The endearment, however unintentionally uttered, even if it was probably just brought on by the moment (she could never be sure, based on her experiences with boys) gave her all the incentive to say "Yes" huskily, and his eyes became darker as he nodded.
Bodily picking her up, he moved steadily through the yard, never once losing his stride as they made their way to the huge summer house his family owned, through the intricate interior maze of corridors and hallways, stopping only to adjust his hold on her, until at last, oh, at last, they reached his room, all the while staring into each other's eyes and going for small, heated kisses. He moved from the door, she kicked it close, not bothering to lock it magically, and his knees hit the bed and they fell on top it, him on her, then they were kissing, kissing, kissing so fiercely, so hungrily, releasing all the pent-up energy and frustration from always having his parents in the house, and beyond that: the frustration of seven years' arguments, debates, verbal sparring, and the occasional physical violence… Everything that came as a result of both of them being unable to admit the depth of their feelings for each other, yet still wanting to somehow be close and have some sort of interaction with the other. It was somewhat of a relief to them when they finally became a couple, because then they could release their desire for each other in a method pleasurable to them both.
Clothes were removed, dripping wet from the rain, yet their bodies could only register the heat of the other as they kissed, touched, caressed, and made their love for each other known in all physical ways possible. Things got more intense, more heated, and more gratifying, the pressure and friction were building up faster and faster… Until finally, they rode out the peak of their actions together, hands fisted and buried tightly in her thick red mane, his black messy hair, screaming each other's name.
When it was done, they were left there, panting and gasping for breath, still wrapped up in the other's presence and essence.
He smiled. "It's a good thing my parents won't return until next week. And that they left the house all to ourselves…"
She giggled, "We can be as loud as we want…" trailing her fingers lightly up and down his muscular and Quidditch-toned chest.
Smirking, he said, "You know, considering this is our first times with each other… It was amazing."
Smiling coyly, she replied, "Why don't we make it our second time with each other, then?"
Openly grinning now, he didn't reply, but instead allowed himself to be pulled down for another heated kiss.
The couple continued on, not knowing that these days of fun, pleasure, love, and exploring each other would change their lives forever.
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