Your love pours down on me, surrounds me like a waterfall

And there's no stopping us right now

I feel so close to you right now

"Feel So Close"

- Calvin Harris

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Chapter Ten: So Close

"For you to be my girlfriend," her smile instantly slipped from her lips.

"Fred," she drew out his name in annoyance. "We've already t - "

"Yes, I know," he said sternly. He knew very well what her answer might be, but he didn't care. He would die trying to convince her somehow. "But, we've also talked about how I won't hurt you. Am I so bad-looking that you won't date me?"

She chuckled. "No. It's just..." she sighed. She honestly didn't even know her reasons anymore.

"Just what? Look," he walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders, comforting, "You say yes, I give you anything you want from the shop, we continue our... nights of passion," he grinned when she rolled her eyes, "and see how it goes. Yeah?"

She could see he was trying hopelessly to convince her, she could give him that, but he was a prankster, what could she expect from him? When her eyes averted to the side, she didn't see the disappointing look in his eyes. He opened his mouth to speak one more time, but she looked back at him and spoke, hesitantly:

"On one condition," his eyes lit up and she couldn't help but smile at him. "That you show me everything from your world."

If possible, his eyes lit up even brighter than before, and he grinned like a Cheshire cat, clearly liking the idea more than she thought. One of his hands moved to cup one of her cheeks, running his thumb on her soft skin. The other hand slipped behind her on the small of her back, bringing her body closer to him, and crushing their lips together in an excited - too excited - kiss. She sneaked her arms around his neck and raised herself on her tip-toes. Every day she found it amazing that he was incredibly tall compared to her height. By now both of his hands were on her back and one slipped even further down to pinch her butt, which earned him a tiny yelp. She broke the kiss to look back at him, amusement shining in her gaze. He smiled innocently at her.

"Fred," she warned him playfully.

"Yes, love?" he wanted to laugh when she blushed, clearly not used to his affections, but she soon would have to be because he enjoyed using all the titles he could get to let her know she was his.

"Come on, it's late. I have work tomorrow."

"Stay with me," he said. She pondered on it, so he continued, "I can take you back early. In the blink of an eye."

She paled for a moment, not liking the idea of apparating, but she nodded anyway. "Alright. Where's your room?"

"Upstairs. Come," he led the way while she followed quietly behind him. "There's the bathroom and I'll get you some clothes to sleep, that is... if you want to, unless you rather sleep on the nude. That's fine by me," he smirked and she scoffed, shaking her head.

"I'll take the clothes, thank you," he pouted, but nodded anyway.

He gave her one of his worn out t-shirts and a pair of sleeping pants, though he knew wouldn't fit her. He changed, too, as she was in the bathroom. He only pulled his pants on, his bare back feeling the freshness of the sheets. It wasn't long before she came out, only wearing the tee while one of her hands held the scarlet pants. He drank in the view. She looked absolutely delicious in his shirt, revealing her strong, milky thighs all for him. She was grinning as she made her way over to the bed, dropping the garment on her way. He placed his hands behind his head and waited to see what she was about to do.

Instead of climbing to the other side of the bed, she crawled to him. Once she straddled his hips, he placed his hands on her own right under her - or his - shirt. Her hands traveled from his stomach to his chest, her fingernails dragging on his bare flesh, raising goosebumps along the way. She placed them on his shoulders as she leant over him to kiss him, but quickly pulled back, teasing him. He growled in annoyance and she giggled. He slid his hands up and felt the - also bare - skin of her breasts. She hissed as he pinched her peaks, earning her goosebumps now. He pushed his hips up as she ground to him, and almost growled again. She kept grinding back and forth on him, slowly making him harder by each grind. Her hands once again began to drag down on his chest. She carefully dragged them over his nipples, making him bite his lower lip. His hips jerked again, she could feel his hardness already through his pants.

She slid down his legs, grabbing the hem of his pants before speaking, "I may need to remove this," she glance down once to where her hands were. "We wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable, now, would we?"

He shook his head, pushing himself up so she could pull them down more easily. Once they were past his thighs, she looked back at him, rolling her eyes. She continued to pull them down.

"What?" he smirked. "I usually sleep nude, but since there's a lady in the room I thought it right to cover up," she blushed at that statement and looked away from his gaze in embarrassment. She wasn't used to these kinds of words.

She crawled back once she threw his pants over her shoulder. He was standing tall and proud, waiting to be taken care of. She propped herself down, and gave his twitching saw a gently squeeze. She licked from the base over to the head, then back down again. She continued her teasing, relishing in the sounds he was exhaling. She stopped at the head, one hand grabbing the base as she rubbed the head against her tongue. She kept licking it like a lollipop, hearing his pleads, but only engulfing it after he placed his hand on her head for encouragement. She sucked what she could reach, her hand taking the rest. His hand entangled in her hair, gripping tightly, but not too much as to hurt her.

She released him with a delirious wet 'pop'. She began to kiss a path up this torso. Licking each of his peaks before trailing back to his throat. She nipped it and licked the way to his earlobe, tugging it gently. He shivered and pushed his hips up, feeling her heat close. His hands found the hem of the shirt and pulled it up and off of her. The sight before him was alluring, feeding his hungry eyes to see and tempting his greedy hands to touch. He couldn't deny himself of her, so he ran his hands over her bosom and gave them a squeeze. She arched her back, giving him more view of her flushed skin. He sat up and took one in his mouth, sucking like the greedy bastard he was. He couldn't even fathom why he felt this way about her. Surely he had a lot of affairs before her, but none of them made him feel this lustful. He wondered if his desire was not a bad thing, but he quickly let go of that thought as he went to suck the other one.

Her hands were pulling at his hair, messing it even more than it already was. Her sighs turned to breathy moans as he groped her ass and brought her hips down to his, he slid inside of her and she cried out. He continued to guide her up and down. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back on the bed. He laid down again and watched himself slip in and out of her. Her grip tightened, digging her nails into his skin, while her moans became louder and louder with each thrust. His hands never left her hips as he increased his pace, grunting as he thrusts. She began to shake as she cried out his name. She crouched over him while still trembling with aftershocks. It didn't take him long to follow suit and moan as he rode out his release.

They stayed like that for a while. Both of them too tired to move. She then moved her hips so he could slip out of her, but remained over him, his arms hugging her to him tightly. One hand began massaging her back, and she sighed in contentment. She closed her eyes as she felt his tilt his head to the side to look at her face.

"Good night, love," he kissed her temple.

"Night," she managed to whisper as she sneaked a peck on his chest.

The next morning, she awoke to the feeling of feathery kisses on her face. She squeezed her eyes tighter, not wanting to return to the conscious world. He noticed this, so he chuckled and continued to kiss all over her face.

"Wake up, love. You need to go to work," she stretched and mewled like a cat. When she opened her eyes she could see the room was still dark, but rays of sunshine could be seen through the curtains.

"Morning," she smiled at him, closing her eyes once more.

"Good morning - ah, no, no - I promised you I would get you home by morning," he sat up, bringing the warm blanket she was covered in with him, making her shiver.

"Ugh! Fine," she said, defeated. She stood and headed over to the bathroom. He was already changed, having woken up earlier than her and took a quick shower. Quite honestly, he didn't sleep much last night. His mind kept wondering on thoughts of his past; his family and friends, the War, and her.

Most of all, he kept an eye open in case something happened. Since the whole Chelsea incident he had to put up protecting charms around her home and his. He was certain that woman would not rest until she had him back, begging at her feet. But he would not. Back then he would have taken the bait, fall back into the game, just for the thrill. Right now he had no desire to play those games again. He finally saw the light, as they say. She is a married woman and she is no good for him. If only his mother knew about it he would have been pummeled into oblivion.

He was waiting for her in the kitchen. He was a little ashamed he had no more to offer but some cereal and left overs from yesterday. When she came back she was wearing the same clothes from yesterday, but her hair was wet. She noticed he was eating a bowl of cereal, so she invited him to eat at her place, which he didn't deny.

"I'll pick you up at 4," he said as he kissed her forehead. They were outside the Cafe saying their goodbyes, but they were reluctant to leave each other's side.

"Okay," she nodded. "See you later," she leant up to give him a kiss as he met her half way.

She stepped inside and waved one last time. He waved back and walked over to a nearby alley to simply apparate away. He was looking forward today and the next days to come.

AN: So sorry about the tardiness. I got caught up with work, the festivities, and my family staying over. And to be quite honest, I was having a bit of procrastination... Yeah. But if you feel that I'm taking too long to update, please, feel free to PM me, I won't get mad. Sometimes I need a little push to get me going, you know..

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