Teddy and I were hanging out at his flat together watching a muggle film. My parents sent Dominique with us as a 'chaperone,' but she was over at Zelda's house instead. We'd perfected the plan and Teddy was surprisingly okay with breaking a few rules now and again.

"Why is this different than me keeping it a secret in the beginning?" I asked, turning my head to kiss the corner of his jaw.

"Because we're not a secret now," he replied in a husky voice. "Your mum and dad know we're together, it's not a lie."

I could've argue this was even more of a lie than when we were sneaking around before, but I didn't. Instead, I sucked on the spot just below his ear as he watched the telavision or tellievision or whatever he said it was called. He was trying his best to ignore me, but I was feeling feisty and wanted to play.

"Are you just going to ignore me?" I whispered in his ear, nibbling the edge of his lobe teasingly. "Your very sexy girlfriend is here and bored and wants to play."

"Victoire, be a good girl," he threatened, but his voice gave away how hard he was trying to keep himself at bay. "I'm trying to have a clean conscious for when I work with your dad tomorrow."

I pouted and saw him swallow, his resolved was breaking and I knew it. Instead of dwelling, I put myself on his lap and slid my fingers back into his hair. His hands found my hips and his amber eyes flashed to mine in an instant. He had his bottom lip between his teeth as he looked at my mouth.

I licked my lips and looked at him with hooded eyes, enticing him into kissing me first. My free hand sat on his ribs, my fingers barely rubbing the skin there while the fingers on my other hand ghosted over the column of his neck. He never should've told me how much my gentle little touches turned him on, it was a huge mistake.

"'toire, you're playing a very dangerous game," he told me in a raspy voice, his thumbs rubbing over the sensitive skin of my hipbones bared by my shirt.

"Good thing I'm not afraid," I replied, dipping my head down to press my lips to his.

I was tired of waiting for him to kiss me so I took charge. A low growl vibrated in his chest and made me gasp, pulling back from him. Desire was burning inside me from the sound and his eyes told me he saw it. His hands left my hips and he held my face securely between both of them as his lips claimed mine. The teasing kisses I'd given him earlier paled in comparison to this one. It was all heat that had me whimpering quietly as I tried my best to keep up with him.

When I felt my lungs constricting, I pulled back from him to see his hair changing from bubblegum pink to vibrant red. Unhampered by my movements, he moved his kisses down my throat in search of my sweet spot. Within seconds he'd found it and was working it over with his tongue.

"Teddy," I gasped, pulling his hair and arching my back in response. "Fuck."

My sudden movement caused his teeth to sink into my skin and a very vocal moan left my lips before I could stop it. He lifted his head and looked at me, and I felt my face heating up.

"God, I'm sorry. That sounded so stupid," I began to babble -only to be cut off by his lips against mine.

"You are the sexiest woman in the universe," he murmured against my lips, pulling me closer until our chest were pressed together. "I'll do anything you want if you make that noise again."

"You'll do anything I want regardless," I teased, tugging his hair and making him groan. "Oh, I definitely like that sound. Make it again, baby."

I was sort of mocking him, but it was also a heady feeling to know I made him feel good enough to make noises like that. When he just smirked at me, I steeled myself and decided to take things into my own hands. I kissed along his jaw line, flicking my tongue out against his earlobe on the way down, and started kissing his neck.

When I sucked over his pulse point, his hips stuttered up against me. I gasped when I felt how hard he was and kept going, it was addicting. Instead of sucking, I ran my tongue over it a couple times and started biting playfully at the spot. His grip on my hip was tight, the tips of his fingers just brushing over my bum.

While I was working the spot on his throat, I moved his hand back to fully cup my ass. He sucked in a deep breath and his other hand rested on top of my bare thigh. When I was satisfied with the mark I left on his skin, I lifted to look him in the eyes. They were all pupil and his cheeks were flushed, his hair pulsating red.

"You're playing a dangerous game, Victoire. Wearing shorts this short and tops that show so much," he told me, kissing the exposed skin of my shoulders and collarbones. "It's hard for me to be a good boy."

"I want you to be a wild boy," I challenged, lifting on my knees so I was looking down and using my fingers tangled in his hair to pull his head back. "I want you to be my wild boy."

He let out the groan again and buried his face in my neck, sucking spots of his own along my collarbones. Without stopping, he flipped me onto my back on the sofa and followed me down with his body resting over mine. I hooked one of my legs over his hip and his hand returned to my bum, gripping it cheekily.

"Teddy," I moaned, tilting my head back and arching my back into him.

"Fuck, Victoire," he echoed, running his tongue along the curve of my neck and making me whimper. "We need to stop of this is going to go too far."

"I don't want to stop," I argued, locking both my legs around his hips so he couldn't leave. "I don't ever want to stop."

"Godric, you can't do this," he tried to resist, but my lips found his throat anyway. "'toire, sweetheart, stop."

I reluctantly let my head drop back to the sofa and pouted up at him. He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and pulled away from me, breathing heavily and running a hand through his hair. It was still burning bright red and his jeans were tented, but he'd pulled away anyway.

"Why'd you stop?" I asked, sitting up on my knees and putting my hand on his thigh. "You don't look like you want to."

His hand grabbed mine and lifted it, making rejection course through me. My eyes burned as I pulled away from him, wrapping my arms around my knees to put as much distance between us as I could. I'd never been rejected in my entire life, and it hurt like a bitch Teddy was the first one to do it.

"I should go," I said suddenly, standing up and pulling my shoes back on.

"Victoire, don't leave," Teddy asked, taking my hand to still my jerky movements. "I didn't mean to upset you."

"Why is it different with me?" I shouted, forcing myself to look up at him. "I'm sure you've shagged a bunch of people on that sofa! But not me, right?"

He was blurry and I knew it was because I was going to start crying, and I really didn't want to do that. I picked up my wand from the table and headed over to the fireplace after I dropped his hand.

"Victoire, that isn't fair," Teddy told me, coming over to stand in front of me. "They don't have anything to do with me and you."

"They have everything to do with us!" I shouted, my tears forcing their way past my lashes when I blinked. "You pushed me away, but I'm sure any other girl would've been naked!"

"Excuse me for thinking your worth more than a quick shag on a sofa!" he shouted back at me, his temper forming quickly. "You're a virgin, Victoire."

"God, I fucking know that! You never let me forget!" I cried, throwing my hands in the air in frustration. "It's like me being a virgin makes me this delicate, breakable thing you're afraid to touch!"

"You're being ridiculous!" he accused. "I care about you and I want the first time we have sex to be special!"

"Why does it matter so much to you?" I asked, wiping away my tears in exasperation.

"Because I was too drunk to remember my first time!" he exclaimed, his face wild.

That froze my words in my mouth, making me look at him. He was angry, but there was something else behind his expression. I knew whenever he lied, and he definitely wasn't lying this time.

"Ted," I breathed, going over to him and stopping with a few inches between us. "Teddy, baby, I didn't know."

He released a ragged breath and I watched him sag as his anger evaporated. "I was fifteen and went to a party at Gryffindor Tower. It was the first time I'd ever drank and I had no idea what I was doing. I vaguely remember talking to this girl, but the only concrete memory I have is waking up in the Room of Requirement with her beside me in a bed -both of us naked. I don't even remember her name."

I moved us backward to sit down and he laid with his head against my chest. We were lying on the sofa now, but it felt completely different. I was still on my back with him between my legs, but this was intimate in a new way. I was running my fingers through his hair and he was trying to regain control of his breathing.

"Teddy, I'm so sorry. Nobody deserves that," I told him quietly, the silk of his waves sliding through my fingers easily. "Why did I trigger that memory? You've had sex since then."

He pulled back to look at me when he explained, "They didn't mean anything to me compared to you. I think I loved you before I even met you, Victoire."

My heart felt like it melted and started pounding against my ribs at the same time. I never expected the things he said to me, they were always so heartfelt and beautiful. They made me wonder why I ever settled for anything less than how he treated me.

I leaned my forehead against his and held his eyes when I said, "If you'd just told me that, I wouldn't have been so upset. I just thought you were rejecting me."

He held my face, his thumbs rubbing my cheekbones, so I couldn't look away. "I would never reject you, Victoire. I want every part of you for the rest of my life, sweetheart."

My face burned with happiness at his admittance, all the rejection from earlier leaving me quickly. I moved forward and kissed him, it was as light as butterfly wings and made me tingle all the way to my toes. We went back to our position from earlier with him lying in my arms and I practically burned with contentment.

…

Dominique shook me awake some time later and I yawned. Teddy was still asleep on my chest, his forehead resting against my neck. He was so cute when he was sleeping, it reminded me of when we were kids.

"It's getting late, we should head home," she whispered, gesturing to the sleeping man on me. "I'm assuming you didn't do anything, I'd rather not lie to daddy more than I have to."

"No, we didn't," I answered without hesitation. "Let me wake him and we'll head home."

She nodded and left the room, giving us some privacy. I grinned and scratched my nails against Teddy's scalp, making him hum as he woke up. He lifted his head and I watched his hair turn my favorite shade of pink before he kissed my lips.

"I could get used to this," he murmured when he pulled back. "I like you being the last thing I see before I go to sleep and the first thing I see when I wake up."

My cheeks burned and I looked away from his intense gaze, fiddling with the buttons of his shirt. He tilted my face up so we were looking at each other again, sliding his fingers back into my hair. We just looked at each other, so many emotions flowing between us I couldn't keep track of them.

"I just remembered you said you loved me," I mused, making it his turn to blush. "Did you mean that?"

"I would never say something to you I didn't mean," he replied without a second thought. "I know I love you, and I think I'm falling in love with you. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah, I feel the same way," I answered honestly.

"This is cute and gives me all kinds of couple goals to achieve, but we need to leave before dad comes looking for us," Dom said, walking into the room with us. "And I hardly think you want him to see you two in this position."

I sighed and released Teddy so he could sit up and I put my shoes back on. "She's right, we're on thin ice already."

"I'll see you soon," he promised, kissing my forehead and watching as Dom Flooed and then I followed.

"Hello, girls! How was your day?" dad asked, trying to be nonchalant about prying. "Anything interesting happen?"

"Yeah, Teddy and I shagged with Dominique in the room with us," I replied as I grabbed an apple from the basket on the counter. "Isn't that right, Dom?"

"You'd think with them both being of legal age they'd be better at silencing charms," Dom sighed before heading up the stairs to her room.

"You're both brats," dad told me. Then he shouted, "Fleur, they get that back from you!"

"Whatezer you zay, mon amour," maman replied back from the kitchen.

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