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"The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flood lands to your door have been silenced forever more. The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row, it seems farther than ever before, oh no. I need you so much closer."
Chapter Twelve
"Transatlanticism"
Neville and Luna
The grass swayed lazily with the breeze, causing slight ripples to interrupt the frictionless stream, flowing past the couple as they lay quietly, the girl's silvery hair catching glimpses of the sun, sparkling like jeweled facets in the boy's eye, making his smile grow deeper.
She turned to him slightly, her grey eyes dreamy and half lidded, a sleepy smile crawling across her cheeks. She toyed with his shirt as she lay on his side, her leg twined with his as his hand lay harmlessly on her shoulder, her head in the crook of his neck.
She nuzzled against him softly, purring in his ear as she sighed, splaying her hand across his chest, his heartbeat faint under her palm. She could practically feel the weight on his shoulders, the unimaginable pressure upon him, her heart the only confide to his solace.
The clouds above them began to darken, spilling across the sky with billowing shadows, grey and black streaking across the mid-summers day horizon, thunderclouds rolling in on the breeze. The sky itself seemed to shake with the thunder that coursed through the air now, splitting through the blackened clouds hanging drearily above their heads, downpour a looming prospect as the afternoon wore on.
But they continued to lay on the cool grass beneath them, entangled and content, their heartbeats a rhythm together, their breathing practically perfect as the first drop of rain fell from the opening sky. The damp drop landed upon Luna's flushed cheek, spraying across her face as she gasped softly, laughing up towards the sky.
Neville was the first to arise, taking her with him as he proceeded to run back to her house. Yet she stayed planted in the mud, her hand tugging Neville back to the comfort of her warm embrace, her hands snaking loosely around his neck as his fingers gripped her waist softly, her body swaying lazily with a tune that seemed to be playing wistfully in her thoughts.
His forehead dropped to hers as they continued to rock back and forth, the rain falling around them in slowly, trickling around their hair, small rivulets sticking to their cheeks and temples as she continued to hum to herself, a small smile pulling at the corners of her pink lips.
He lowered his lips to hers only for a moment, a whisper of a kiss that left their lips tingling, their stomach knotting for more as the cold rain seeped into their heated skin, the air thick and warm around them.
His arms tightened around her, pulling her flush to his chest as his tongue finally stroked her parted lips, dipping slightly inside before pulling back tentatively and looking into her steely grey eyes.
She smiled at him, chuckling softly to herself before she kissed him in earnest, coaxing his lips apart as she explored the warm depths of his mouth, stroking and nipping, flicking and tasting as he moaned softly into her. He clenched a fist in the roots of her silver hair as he took her bottom lip between his teeth, drawing it out in a long and languid bite before releasing the tender skin, running his tongue along the seam.
Suddenly her back was damp and wet against the muddy grass, his weight delicious as it pressed against her own body, warmth seeping into her very core as his soft hands slid up her thigh, pushing past the light summer dress she wore that day, now translucent against her glowing skin.
She gasped when her under garments had been disposed of, his fingertips tracing softly against the edges before pulling them slowly down, her ankle kicking it away from her as she wrapped it around his waist, pulling him closer, still.
Her hands unbuckled his jeans, sliding down the zipper as she pushed the roughened material down far enough to feel his length press intimately up against her, earning a small gasp from her own lips as her eyes screwed shut, whimpering softly against his cold ear.
He shivered, rolling his hips softly into hers before he felt complete and utter warmth surround him, so sweet and fresh he could barely drink it in as he thrust deeply inside of her. Her moans clouded his thoughts, the look in her eyes made him drunk with need as his body forced him to take control, forced him to thrust in once more, deeper than the last.
Her whole body seemed to shake with every stroke, her breath catching as he crashed against her, his wet hair dripping across her neck as he groaned. He bit his bottom lip as she squeezed tighter around him, pulsing softly, driving him crazy with the sensations of it all, so deep and intense he couldn't help but cry out as her perfect lips curled around his neck.
He felt the climax, so bright in the distance he swore he would go blind from it. It felt precious, so pure in form that when it finally hit him he gasped, his eyes wide as it consumed him. His eyes rolled as he lost control, gripping her tighter to her as he cried out softly in her hair, panting next to her cool ear. The trickling rain still cooling their impassioned skin, drawing lines of water along their contours and curves, causing them to shiver uncontrollably.
She continued to stroke the nape of his neck, her whimpers still faint as he slid from her, kissing her neck as he slowly made a warm trail down her body, kissing her ribs and under her full breast, dipping into her navel before biting at the hollow of her hip.
His tongue stroked her cleft, her back arching deeply as she groaned, fisting his hair and tugging as he continued to stroke her with his tongue, dipping into the warm flesh, nipping the skin around and pulling it softly into his mouth. He suckled on the small bit of flesh beneath the folds, his lips forming around it as his tongue pressed down upon it, her body writhing beneath his touch.
She screamed, gasping for air as she clenched his hair, arching her back as she tensed around his welcoming mouth, his tongue drawing the orgasm out, pulling and stretching as wave after continuous wave thrashed her about, leaving her breathless and completely sated.
He then lay replete on her chest, his head against her heart as he listened to it beat, watched as her chest rose and fell with each treasured breath, the rain drying in her hair, which lay in a wonderful mess around her face.
He smiled up at her, nuzzling her chest as he sighed, falling into a lazy and dreamless sleep, his hand twitching softly as it moved to hold hers, clasping it tightly as he pulled it to his heart.
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Dedication: RuthLongbottom, Happy Birthday! This one is for you, so you know you're special. I'm fucking tired and I wrote this for you in quite a small amount of time. I hope you like it, tons of fluff and cutsies :D
Author's Note: I wrote this after twenty four hours of being awake, only because I love Ruth and it's her birthday. I'm glad with how it turned out, though I'm so tired I'm about to collapse.
