A/n: Any minors here move right along! That's about as much warning I will give don't say I didn't try.

Right so here we are. There will be mixed responses for this chapter which is why it's standing alone. I am being kind, if you like this chapter then great, if you don't since it stands alone you can pretend this never happened and continue blissfully unaware throughout the story.

Secondly I would like to say a huge thank you to everyone who reviewed, nearly 200 alerts which is fantastic, I didn't imagine this story to be this popular. A thank you to everyone so I'm spoiling you with this chapter. (If this isn't your thing then you might like the chapter coming up.) And lastly I blame Bella for this chapter I just let her take charge and well yeah... You can see what happened.

Another style of writing similar to my earlier work, I'm just experimenting at the moment. Also my first smut so don't be too harsh. Again minors cover your eyes, that includes not looking through your fingers. (Should minors even be reading this consider it's an M?)

Warnings: Smut girl on girl don't like it then why are you even here? Swearing. That's about it.

Disclaimer: No money has been made from this and I do not own any recognizable characters.

Enjoy...

Ghost Chapter

Deep breath. Breathe.

In, out.

In. Out.

Lips crash like waves against a beach, harsh at first, but leave tantalisingly with a promise of more to come. Fingers curl, hands tighten, and hot gasps fill the dark room. A smirk in the dark, the devil is here to play. She guides the fallen angel to the brink of heaven.

Breathe.

In. Out.

Fingers tighten in hair; I pull the mouth away from my bud. My lips meet hers in an intensity that leaves her victorious and me breathless. She shifts above me a shadow of the room; she claims my pulse point between her teeth. I arch, a shrill yelp leaving my throat. Dear god! My body convulses my fingers slip against sweaty skin trying to find purchase.

I can feel it build, a burning inferno from the inside, being guided by nimble fingers. I hope I placed a silencing spell on the room. If not the noises I am making will make the owners of the place come running.

"Focus," Bella whispers against my skin.

My eyes meet hers, how did she know? Even in the dark, I can clearly see her black orbs. They watch me; I shiver from the intensity of her gaze. The self-doubt left as soon as her hand found my buddle of nerves. Was she making love to me or claiming me? What am I to you Bella?

"I want to hear my name," She growls against my throat. "I want to hear you shout my name when you come."

Fingers curl, teeth bite. I cry out, I try to grasp for my release, I feel it, and it is so close. She holds me back. I try to walk the stairway to heaven, only for her to add more steps every time I reach the top.

"I want to hear you cry." Her sultry voice sends shivers down my spine.

I will not be beaten like this. It had started as a game and ended with me in her bed. No. Tonight I will win. I move my hands from where they have been gripping her shoulders. Breathe. My hands glide across her straining body; I am not the only one affected. My knee finds its way between her legs and I roughly rub her sex. She falters above me, her hands give way and she falls to her elbows.

She releases my neck with a pop! Hot breath shudders against my ear. She tries to gain focus, but her slip gives me time. I run one hand to slide between my knee and her sex. Shuffling slightly I duck my head to take her nipple into my mouth. A louder gasp this time, one of her hands finds its way into my hair, holding me to her.

My fingers probe gently, I have never done anything like this before. I swallow thickly, loving the sensation of her most private parts against my hand. It is not until Bella begins to shift again do I truly act. I copy her actions from earlier. With two fingers, I enter her. Her heat encases my fingers and I think I have found heaven. She cries out from the intrusion.

This means war.

We do battle. Moans fill the tension strained air, as harmless curses slip from our mouths. I refuse to come before her and she will not come at all. Goddamn experience. She grins cockily into my shoulder; she knows she has won. I cannot stop the release; it is clawing at me from the inside. Her fingers dance on my inside as her hand and tongue salsa on the out. I burn beneath her touch heavens in reach as hell burns in the disguise of this woman.

"Bella," I moan loudly, her fingers tumble in their dance and that is when I know.

Stalemate.

I scream. I am sure her name is the one I shout as I come. Stars burst and blind me. Heaven is there I reach for it, but the weight of hell comes crashing down. Shall I fall once more? I crash to earth, caked in sweat and surrounded by an archangel.

The bed offers comfort as the body lying boneless against me offers everything.

My body is numb and unresponsive.

Breath.

In.

Out.

A chuckle emerges from her throat. I can feel the vibrations through my body; I close my eyes to savour the feeling. Fingers scorch across the surface of my cooling skin. Her hair acts like a curtain against my prying eyes; it runs across my skin making me shiver. Lips press against my ribs and I feel her smile. She shifts above me. Will she kick me from her bed? My heart thumps too loudly as she crawls up the length of my body. My throat is dry and I am unsure if it is from screaming raw or the emotion building. Please do not kick me out. I can take anything just pretend to care this one time. Please. What am I TO YOU!?

She is level now, resting centimetres from my face leaning on her elbows. Her eyebrows pinch together in the way they do when she is thinking too hard. A smirk plays on her lips; I can feel my heartbeat erratically. It is so powerful it's almost painful. It is pumping too fast for me to consider healthy. I know she feels it against her breastbone. I know her heart is leisurely pacing itself. At least it is not frozen.

Her hand makes its way through my hair, pushing the damp hair from my eyes. I must look like a state; I do not care right now though. She cocks her head to the side as though I am the unruly equation! Me! Pfft, I am the easiest to read.

She places a gentle kiss against my forehead. I cannot help but frown at her actions. She pulls back slightly to regard me with her drilling black orbs. I can see her battling sleep as well as her emotions. I had woke her up after all. Perhaps this was the best way to wake her up in future. It might mean less bruises, she does have a tendency to lash out in her sleep, before she is fully awake.

"What are you?" She murmurs, almost dreamlike. Her eyes search mine. "What are you?" She asks again, before settling down next to me.

I expect her to kick me out, literally. I do not expect her to wrap herself around me. I relax into her grip; she is holding me rather tightly. To a point where I think, she is trying to merge us together. Realising she will not relax her hold; I roll over to bury myself in her embrace. My head comes to rest on her arm. We have woken a hundred times like this before, but this was the first time I had such a brilliant view. She may have stamina; I on the other hand had a quick recovery system.

"Bella," I whisper quietly afraid she might be asleep.

"Sleeping," She grumbles back.

I may be a onetime thing; I may just be a fuck. However, if the burning between my legs was anything to go by, my body really does not care. I swallow. Rather loudly, I feel her quirk and eyebrow at me. It was distracting; I am truly trying to close my eyes to get to sleep. I am trying my hardest to ignore the urge to push her on her back and start all over again.

"Epp." I gasp. A knee forces its way between my legs and rests against my heat.

Perhaps I was not too subtle but honestly was she trying to get my motor going? A hand fixes itself on my hip holding me in place. Oh, that makes more sense. Actually, I feel slightly better; her knee was releasing the tension between my legs.

"Sleep kitten we'll play later." Kitten? Actually, you can call me anything in that husky voice. Seriously...

"Hermione," She mumbles once more disturbing my interesting thoughts.

"Yeah," I reply in a rough voice trying not to notice the vibrations her voice makes when she speaks.

"You're thinking to loud, and as imaginative as your thoughts are. I suggest you rest." A flush erupts on my cheeks and I sink further into her embrace trying to hide my shame.

Okay mental barriers are going up.

What are you to me...? You are different... You are special...

Wait Bella? Are you in my head?

'Bella, are you here?' She does not answer. Did she mean what she said? Better yet. Did she see my thoughts during sex?

"Barriers Granger," She chuckles. "And I could teach you a few spells for all your natural needs."

If it was possible to go any redder, I would. As it was, I took to hiding myself behind my hair and using hers as a cover. Barriers are going up now.

A/N: I will be changing my pen name to Losing Babs just giving you guys the heads up.