Chapter Seven

Lavender wanted to refuse his claim on her, he was back with Penelope after all, but she couldn't help but feel a little thrilled.

Is he using me before he commits himself to her? Alas! The answer to that question would have to wait.

His skilful hands and lips robbed her of any other coherent thought. Her body shuddered and trembled as he stroked her bare flesh, tugging a taut, pink nipple into his hot mouth. Her fingers twisted in his hair as his head shifted lower, his lips tracing a scorching route over her stomach, her breaths escaped in short gasps.

Percy glanced up at Lavender as she gasped and moaned. He wanted to slip his cock between those lips but there was time enough for that later, much later. This moment was for her, to show her that she belonged only to him; his research on female werewolves revealed that a strong female would select a strong alpha and he wanted, no…he needed to be that for her. No Longbottom, no Ron! She was his!

His hands were possessive as he grasped her legs, and pushing them open he buried his tongue into her core. He moaned in pleasure at the taste of her, it was as intoxicating as elf made wine.

"Percy!" Lavender screamed and her hips bucked under him, her fingers tugging at his hair, but he ruthlessly grabbed her butt cheeks pulling her into his sucking lips and tongue and nibbling teeth. Her moans became sobs of ecstasy as her orgasm struck.

She was still coming when he flipped her over onto her knees and slammed his cock into her, sinking balls deep.

"Oh fuck, Lavender!" his yell was hoarse as his head was thrown back. He ground himself into her relishing the feel of her pussy walls tightening around him.

Lavender revelled in the sensation of his thick cock buried inside her to the hilt. His fingers were twisted into her hair now as he pounded into her, grunting harshly.

She enjoyed the possessive way he was taking her. She'd never liked it this way before, but with Percy it felt right, so fucking right. He was leaning over her now, panting loudly in her ear as he continued to slam into her from behind, gripping her hips tightly.

"You belong to me, mine, and no one else all mine!"

A light switched on in her head.

Enough of this!

In a surprising show of strength, she flipped him to his back, and instantly sank onto his pulsing cock. She drove her hips into his as she bounced up and down.

"Fuck baby, yes," he gritted through his teeth and as Lavender continued to bounce and grind on his length, he muttered obscenities senselessly.

They were close to the edge now and Lavender, her eyes glowing, leaned forward, clenching her muscles around him as she rode him unrelentingly.

"After tonight," she breathed, "once there's no more Penelope, I'm all yours!"

"Oh gods…wha… who?" his hips were slamming up into her and they panted and groaned and they ground against each other. With loud echoing cries they came simultaneously.

As Lavender slumped beside him, he pulled her back into his arms and as she laid her head on his chest she passed out with a sigh of satisfaction.

~ ~ O ~ ~

They made lusty-love all night. Lavender didn't know what else to call it. It had been so intense. At one point she had even returned the favour and woke him with his cock deep in her throat. She chuckled softly as she made the coffee, remembering his stunned but happy face. She jumped as Percy slipped up behind her squeezing her against him.

"Share the joke," he ordered as he kissed her neck.

"Nothing to share" she replied easily, "are you ready for your coffee, Mr Weasley?"

A frown marred his forehead as he tuned her in his arms to get a good look at her face.

"What's with the 'Mr Weasley' stuff?"

Lavender schooled her features into an innocent wide eyed look.

"Well I'm still your Personal Assistant aren't I, or don't I have a job anymore?"

Percy scoffed, fixing his glasses on his face.

"Of course you're still my Personal Assistant technically speaking," he droned, reverting to his pompous-git persona, "although, preceding our, dare I say, vigorous endeavours last night, I was under the assumption that…what is it, why are you laughing?"

Lavender giggled uncontrollably, "I can't believe I missed that!" she gasped through her chuckles. His face reddened as he realised what she was saying. She lost her smile at the look on his face.

"Percy, I'm sorry…I wasn't making fun of you."

"No, I know, I just…" he paused as he guided her to the living room sofa, "I just realised what you meant about my brothers. The difference between you and them is blatantly obvious. They would have told me to shut up by the word 'technically'."

"I'm sorry for what I said about Fred. It wasn't my place."

"It was… it is your place, you're my best friend and you were right. I was feeling guilty that I had lived when Fred died. No one would have missed me. I was a stuck up bastard remember," he raised his hand to cut off her protests, "I don't feel that way anymore, not since I met you, Lavender. You befriended me, cared for me and listened to my ramblings when no one else could be bothered."

Lavender sat quietly in awe as Percy continued speaking, her heart pounding furiously in her chest.

"Don't get me wrong, my family loves me and I love them, so I can understand that they find me and my conversations too long-winded and time consuming, especially when they could be doing something fun." He paused as she leaned into his chest, hugging him to her.

"There are times, however, when I wished they'd take the time to understand me the same way. They don't talk to me about quidditch, and I love quidditch. I can be as much fun as Fred and George if they would just pay attention," he said this so softly and dejectedly, she felt her eyes tear up.

"Percy, I know this may not mean much coming from me, but you're a great guy and no offence, but if you would just be yourself and stop kissing their asses, they'll quicker sit up and pay attention," she wiped her eyes as she looked up into his face, "and even if they don't see what I see, Percy, it doesn't matter because I love you just the way you are."

"You love me?" he asked as he stared at her intensely.

Lavender froze, Did I say 'I love you'? "I love you just…" yeah… yeah I said it.

"Do you know how long I've waited to hear you say that?"

Her world stopped, WHAT?

"What are you talking about? You've been trying to get back with Penelope," she accused as she left his side on the sofa and crossed to the fireplace staring glumly into it. "You kissed her," she whispered.

"Lavender, Penelope and I are just friends. She was actually the one helping me to win you. Ever since we met at the agency I've wanted you, Lavender."

She turned to look at him, her eyes full of hurt and confusion, "If you wanted me, why did you kiss her?"

"I needed to know if you cared for me."

"I've been showing you that I cared since that night at The Mysty Haze," she stated, flinging up her arms.

"I know, but we had said we were pretending and I needed proof."

"So I guess my storming out of the burrow in tears was proof enough for you?"

He had the grace to look ashamed, "Yes it was and I'm so sorry I hurt you, Lavender," he whispered gently and he pulled her close and wiped tears she hadn't known were falling, from her eyes, "I promise if you give me the chance, I will never hurt you again," he paused as he pulled something from his pocket, staring intently into her eyes, he dropped to one knee in front of her.

"YES! Oh my god! Yes!" she screamed, her hands fanning frantically in front her face.

Luckily, Percy was startled from his kneeling position, so he was standing when she launched herself into his arms.

He chuckled, as she kissed his face repeatedly, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

"So you'll marry me right, I'm just guessing here,"

"Yes, I'll marry you."

"Just so you know, I love you, Lavender Brown,"

"I love you too Percy Weasley. Now shut up already and kiss me!"

He tossed her over his shoulder, and strode into the bedroom before kissing her thoroughly.