The professors that were stood sank into the nearest seat, hands over their mouths, colour drained from their faces. Ginny Weasley was in the chamber. 'HER SKELETON WILL LIE IN THE CHAMBER FOREVER' it had said on the wall. Minerva pursed her lips into a tight line. Rose wasn't in the staff room, she wasn't in Hogwarts. She had gone to Hogsmeade to have a 'girls night in' with Rosmerta as the barmaid had jokingly complained of not seeing Rose enough lately. The biggest question was whether or not Minerva told Rose. She looked around the room, noticing how distraught the professor's were of the news about Ginny. Rose knew Ginny from birth, she had bonded with the little girl, she was a close friend of all the Weasley's... Rose's reaction would be much greater, and at this stage in her pregnancy, Rose didn't need a rush of negative emotions.
Minerva decided against telling Rose.
A hand on Minerva's shoulder brought her out of her thoughts.
"Minerva? Does Rose know?" Minerva shook her head at Poppy and the mediwitch nodded. "Good." She smiled sadly but with a look of determination in her eyes. "It'll all be okay."
"The school will be closed tomorrow." Albus spoke, the twinkle that was usually in his eyes was gone, replaced with a look of deep sadness.
"Albus... But..." Minerva wanted to argue, wanted to keep the school open. She couldn't hide it from Rose if she was all of a sudden living at home in Hogsmeade with the twins. Her next thought was that it was right to close the school. The chamber was obviously real, as was the threat and the danger to the students. Minerva wanted to crumble. She wanted to sink into a chair with a hand over her mouth but she couldn't. She was the deputy. She was the strength and the structure of Hogwarts, if she crumbled, then there was no hope for anybody. She pushed the thoughts of crawling into Rose's protective arms and forgetting about it all away.
"You've been unusually quiet, Lockhart." Rolanda Hooch stated, looking at the man who appeared to be trying to disappear into the walls.
"Oh, not at all. I've merely been thinking the best way to deal with the monster." He smiled and it was clear he was lying. It was clear he was as petrified as they all were.
"Well, after all your victories I'm sure you could handle whatever is in the chamber, Lockhart." Minerva said, she smiled tight-lipped at him but her eyes were blazing with a low-burning fury. That comment gave all the other professors the go-ahead to goad Lockhart into dealing with whatever the chamber held. The man quickly scurried away and Minerva almost felt bad for him mixed with a hint of respect. He was dashing off to handle an unknown threat... Rose would do that. Minerva frowned. If Rose wasn't pregnant, it would be her rushing off in search of the chamber, forgetting her own safety just to be sure of Ginny's safety.

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It was hours later that Rose arrived at the castle. She wasn't supposed to have been there at all but something didn't feel right, she felt anxious and worried and was unsure why. She walked through the castle, finding it eerily quiet and empty. She put it down to the late hour and walked to Albus' office, she didn't question why her feet had walked her there until she got to the door. Part of her wanted to turn away and go to her quarters but this other mysterious part of her overrode that and pushed the door open. She found Albus, Minerva, Arthur and Molly Weasley sat inside. Minerva had her hand on Molly's shoulder and when she looked up at Rose, there were tears in her eyes.
"What's going on? Molly, are you okay?" Rose asked, rushing to Molly's side immediately. Molly shook her head, she was sobbing. Rose looked at Minerva and Albus with a bewildered look on her face as Molly clung to her robes.
"It's Ginny... It's taken her into the chamber." Dread rushed through Rose faster than anything she had ever felt.
"What? When?" She asked, her voice no louder than a whisper.
"Hours ago!" Molly choked out, holding Rose tighter. Rose frowned. She wondered why she hadn't been told but decided now was not the time. Rose opened her mouth to speak, to say something comforting but the door opened and Harry stepped in with Ginny. "Ginny!" Molly gasped, rushing over to her daughter and gathering her up in a strong embrace, Arthur did the same.
"Harry..." Albus started, Rose could see the man's lips moving, and Harry's moving in return but she couldn't hear what they were saying. She frowned and looked at her wife, who was looking guilty.
"Did you cast a silencing charm around them?" Rose asked and Minerva nodded. "Remove it." Minerva shook her head.
"Rose, you don't need to hear what happened, not now. You... It's the last thing you need... It will worry you-" Rose ignored the rush of anger that pulsed through her and turned it into something productive, she banished Minerva's silencing charm, only to find that the Weasley's had left to the hospital ward to make sure Ginny was alright. Albus and Harry had apparently come to the end of their conversation, Albus was handing Harry a leather bound book with a large hole in the cover.
"I believe you know who this belongs to." Harry nodded, accepted the book and left. Rose was furious. Why was everything a mystery? Why was everyone being cryptic and decided what she could and couldn't know. Rose stared at her wife and Albus, a look of complete and utter rage on her face.
"I can't believe you two." Her voice was low and level, her breathing was labored and her eyes were dancing with her rage. "How dare you decided what I can and cannot know." Her face suddenly contorted into a wince and her hand flew to her stomach, the shooting pain that caused her to falter was promptly ignored. It would have to wait. "I cannot express how incredibly furious I am with the both of you." She looked at Minerva pointedly before stalking out of the room to find Harry, who was in the corridor talking to... Lucius Malfoy? Rose shook her head and resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Would it really be too much to ask if just one day in this castle wasn't so dramatic? Behind Malfoy was a cowering house elf dressed in rags. Rose pursed her lips, from the gist of what she could just about overhear, Harry was trying to give Malfoy the diary, but Malfoy was having none of it. Rose stalked next to Harry, took the diary from him with a kind smile and then turned her attention of Malfoy, she idly turned the pages, keeping eye contact with the blonde man so he didn't see her wiggling fingers between the middle pages... She thrust the book at him. "This belongs to you." The man feigned innocence and Rose would've loved to play this game with him but that shooting pain pulsed across her stomach again and she thrust the book further into the mans chest. "Take it." She spat, Lucius reluctantly took the book between forefinger and thumb as though it was dirty and practically threw it at his elf. Harry's eyes lit up. He had seen Rose summon, what he thought was, a scrap of material in-between the book's pages. Harry mouthed at the elf to open it, and he did. As Lucius looked down at his elf's glee, he pulled his wand, pointing it at Harry.
"How dare you! You lost me my elf!" Rose quickly took a side step, shielding Harry's body with her own.
"Pick on someone your own size, Malfoy." Rose spat and Lucius looked as though he really wanted to take her up on that offer, and he was about to until his wand promptly disappeared with a small click.
"You will not hurt Harry Potter, or his family." The elf spoke. Rose smiled briefly before another shooting pain that could not be ignored pulsed across her stomach and she dropped to her knees. She didn't even know Minerva had left Albus' office, but she must have because she was beside her before Rose's knees even touched the floor.
"Rose?" Minerva questioned, Rose was concentrating so much on the pain in her stomach that she didn't notice Lucius storm away, or Albus send Harry to the hospital ward with Dobby, the newly rescued elf. She didn't notice that she was no longer on stone floor, she was in St Mungos.
"I think I'm having the baby." Rose whispered and a healer that had materialized next to her nodded.
"You're in labour, Mrs McGonagall." She spoke, easing Rose onto the bed. All the healers had been waiting for this day since their boss, Catherine Hill, had warned them that Rose was the most important patient they would ever have in their care.

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Harry sat glumly on the hospital bed, his thoughts on his aunt.
"Harry?" A voice brought him out of his thoughts and he looked up into the kind eyes of Mrs Weasley.
"Mrs Weasley! Is Ginny alright?" Molly nodded with a warm smile.
"Thanks to you." He smiled briefly and then returned to his glum look. "What is it, dear?" Molly asked, sitting on the edge of Harry's bed.
"It's..." He looked up to meet Molly's eyes. "You're friends with Rose, aren't you?" Molly nodded. "It's just... Headmaster Dumbledore sent me away before, Rose was on the floor and she was holding her stomach and she looked like she was in a lot of pain... I..."
"Oh, dear. There's no need to worry! She's having the baby! Didn't anybody tell you?" Harry shook his head, feeling relieved. "I'll ask Madame Pomfry if she's had any news." She smiled at Harry and squeezed his shoulder before leaving to find Poppy. She returned a few moments later, grinning. "She's had a little girl, and everyone's okay." Harry grinned and then suddenly felt very tired, he fought a yawn but Molly, unable to resist her mothering-ways any longer, tucked him up in the bed and ordered him to get some sleep.

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Rose looked down at the pink bundle in her arms, her earlier anger at Minerva and Albus was forgotten, replaced by this unbelievable love and serenity she felt. Minerva was beside Rose on the bed, one hand on the baby's head, the other on Rose's shoulder.
"She's beautiful." Minerva whispered and Rose nodded.
"I can't believe it. I can't believe she's here." Minerva kissed Rose's cheek and leaned down to kiss the baby's head. "She needs a name." Minerva nodded. The names they had originally thought of were 'Charlotte' or 'Catherine'. Neither woman could decide on one. Rose liked Charlotte and Minerva liked Catherine. The baby stretched and gurgled before opening her eyes, she was awake.
"Hello baby." Minerva cooed, looking into her daughter's bright, sparkling blue eyes. The baby gurgled in response and reached out a chubby hand, grabbing onto Rose's finger.
"Hey sweetheart." Rose spoke softly. "Aren't you gorgeous." The baby smiled a toothless grin and Rose frowned, looking at Minerva. "Did you see that?" Minerva nodded slowly, pulling the small hat from the baby's head. The two women gasped. There, on their daughter's head, was bright purple hair.
"I'm sure her hair was black before." Rose nodded.
"It was!" The two women looked up as a healer entered.
"Hello ladies." The mediwitch greeted. "Just came to see how you and the new baby were getting on." Rose pointed at her daughter's hair and the mediwitch grinned. "Our suspicions were correct... It looks like this little one is a metamorphmagus."
"Merlin's beard." Minerva gasped.
"Fucking hell." Rose breathed at the same time, making the healer chuckle.
"Have you thought of any names?" Rose looked at Minerva and smiled.
"I think that Violet is a serious contender." Minerva's eyes lit up and she nodded furiously.
"Violet Lily McGonagall." Minerva replied and Rose's eyes immediately filled with grateful, happy tears. She nodded and the healer smiled before bidding goodbye. "Rose... About before-" Rose's head snapped up to look Minerva in the eyes.
"Not now." Rose's words were clipped and Minerva just nodded slowly. She wanted to talk to Rose about what had happened sooner rather than later, the longer it was left, the angrier Rose would be and one day, she would explode.
"But..." Minerva started and Rose's eyes were suddenly dancing with anger.
"Not. Now." She almost growled, her nostril's flaring. She was still furious with Minerva but her daughter, their daughter, had just been brought into the world. It was supposed to be a happy, joyous occasion and Rose would make sure it was. Rose passed a sleeping Violet to Minerva and moved to get off the bed.
"Where are you going?" Minerva asked, her voice was quiet so not to wake their daughter.
"Bathroom." Rose answered, she was limping slightly. Giving birth had really taken it out of her, Minerva saw her wife struggling.
"Do you need me to get you a healer?"
"No! For Merlin's sake, I can manage going to the bathroom on my own!" Rose bristled, not looking back to see the dejected look on her wife's face as tears sprung to her eyes.

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Minerva and Rose had been home with Violet, and the twins, for a week. The twins were completely besotted with Violet, she was well-behaved and rarely cried. She was always giggling and smiling, always happy. Rose, however, was short-tempered and quiet with Minerva. She was the same happy, fun mum with the twins but she was making jibes at Minerva constantly. They hadn't had sex or even kissed since they had been home. Rose was reluctant to even sleep in the same bed as Minerva, she had taken to sleeping in Violet's room on a large armchair. Minerva was miserable, she had tried on so many occasions to talk to Rose but it spiralled into a raging argument each time. Hopefully, tonight would be different. The twins were staying at Rosmerta's, Poppy and Pomona were visiting to meet Violet for an hour or so and then they had the night to themselves. Minerva looked up from Violet at the door when it opened and smiled at Rose, who remained stone-faced. She had just dropped the twins off at Rosmerta's.
"Hey sweetheart." Minerva greeted and she swore she saw Rose roll her eyes before she went upstairs, mumbling something about getting a shower. Minerva tried not to cry but she couldn't stop the tears that came to her eyes. It was killing her that Rose had put up this seemingly impenetrable wall between them. A low whistling got her attention and suddenly, Pomona and Poppy entered the room through the fireplace, all smiles until they saw Minerva with tears in her eyes. Poppy rushed over to her immediately, putting her arms around her friend. Both Poppy and Pomona knew what had happened in the house, Minerva had told them everything, mainly to get some advice on what she should do.
"Is it still bad?" Poppy asked and Minerva nodded.
"She won't even talk to me, she sleeps in Violet's room... When the twins aren't here she either ignores me or everything turns into a big argument... I don't know what to do anymore." Poppy patted Minerva's back and a squeal from Violet demanded their attention.
"Is this the little one saying hello?" Pomona asked, moving closer to the moses basket that held Violet. "Hello gorgeous girl!" Pomona greeted. She hadn't said anything to Minerva about what was going on between her and Rose. She was on Rose's side, she thought Rose had every right to be furious with Minerva. Footsteps padded down the stairs and Minerva jumped away from Poppy, furiously wiping at her eyes.
"Hey Rosie!" Poppy greeted and Rose smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes.
"Hey there, I see you've met Violet." Rose said, gesturing to her daughter who was in Pomona's arms. There was a genuine smile on her face now as she padded over to her daughter, placing a gentle kiss on the still sleeping baby's forehead.
"How're you?" Pomona asked quietly when Rose was near. Rose looked up and there was a flicker in her eyes, a flicker of great sadness and anger. She opened her mouth and almost told Pomona everything, how she'd pushed Minerva away, how she couldn't talk to her wife about anything anymore without arguing with her, how she couldn't bring herself to sleep in the same bed as her wife.
"Fine, thanks. You?" Was her actual reply, Pomona wanted to question Rose, to tell her that she knew what was going on but she didn't.
"Much better now I've met this gorgeous girl." Poppy was now crowding round Violet too, smiling down at the sleeping girl.
"She is beautiful, and a metamorphmagus?" Rose nodded. "Amazing." Rose smiled.
"Would you two like anything to drink?" The women answered tea and Rose stepped back to walk into the kitchen.
"I can do that, Rose." Minerva said. Her voice was still thick from her earlier tears. Rose shook her head.
"I'll do it." Her voice was cold, if she noticed Minerva's red, puffy eyes, she didn't acknowledge it. Minerva chewed the inside of her cheek and sat down on the sofa. Pomona kept hold of Violet and sat in an armchair and Poppy sat next to Minerva, her hand on Minerva's forearm in support.
"She hates me." Minerva whispered and Poppy shook her head.
"Don't be silly, she doesn't hate you!" Poppy looked at Pomona to back her up, and Pomona sighed.
"She doesn't hate you, Minerva. She's angry at you, she's hurt and probably feeling betrayed. You can't blame her." Minerva nodded slowly in agreement.
"Pomona!" Poppy chastised. "It was best for Rose that she didn't know at the time-"
"That's not a decision either of you should have made, especially not you Poppy." Poppy frowned. "If I'd have known that you both decided to keep it from Rose, I'd have-" Her sentence was cut off when Rose entered the room.
"You knew?!" She questioned Poppy, who visibly flinched at the rage in Rose's words. "You knew and you kept it from me too?!" Rose's voice was getting steadily louder and louder. "Is there anybody I can actually trust?"
"Rose it was best for you-"
"He's my nephew and I've known Ginny since she was born!" Rose interrupted.
"Exactly! You would have rushed in to save them, disregarding your own health!" Poppy argued back and the air around them seemed to turn cold.
"Is that what you think? That I would've put my own daughter in danger?" There was a long pause where all that was heard was Rose's heavy breathing. "I would've helped somehow, I would've at least supported Molly and Arthur, been there for my friends. But no. You both made that decision for me!" Violet began to cry, upset at being woken up from her nap. Pomona rocked her and shushed her.
"Calm down Rose, you're upsetting Violet." Poppy spoke and Rose's jaw set, nostrils flared.
"Get out of my house." She growled, Poppy shook her head.
"I'm not going anywhere until this is resolved. Both of you are miserable and I'd put galleon's on it that the kids have noticed."
"Get out. Now." Rose said again.
"No. You're behaving like a petulant child! Minerva did what was best for you and Violet and you repay her by what? Treating her terribly? Pushing her away?" Poppy was angry too. It was like the air was charged with Rose's anger and it was affecting the mediwitch. Rose was biting her tongue hard enough to draw blood, reminding herself not to say something she couldn't take back in the heat of the moment. "What kind of mother would try her best to tear apart a happy home in front of her own children? A bad one." There was a deathly silence and Poppy immediately regretted what she said.
"How dare you." This was Minerva now, turning on Poppy with fire blazing in her eyes. Her voice was low and quiet, but full of fury. "How dare you come into this house and insult my wife?! She is a fantastic mother and you know it!" Pomona was watching, eyes wide at the turn of events. It had all happened so quickly that she wasn't sure how they ended up here. "Get out of our home, now." Poppy quickly left with no argument and Pomona placed the now sleeping Violet back in her crib.
"You two need to talk, now. It doesn't take Merlin to know that this rift between you is hurting you both. You love each other and if you both got past your stubbornness, you'd realise that you miss each other." Pomona spoke quickly before leaving the house, leaving Rose stood staring at Minerva in shock.
"Thank you." Rose whispered after some time. "For defending me, against Poppy."
"She's lucky I didn't hex her. Merlin knows I wanted to... Something painful and long-lasting-" Before Minerva knew it, Rose had rushed at her and wrapped her arms around her wife, holding her in a tight embrace. Minerva wrapped her arms around Rose just as tight, her heart and soul feeling lighter than it had in a long time. She forgot how good it felt to have Rose in her arms.
"I love you." Rose whispered into Minerva's neck.
"I love you too." Minerva whispered back immediately.
"I... I'm angry and hurt and... And I've missed you but I've been to stubborn to admit it and it felt like you weren't fighting hard enough to get back to me and I thought you didn't care." Both women were crying and clinging to each other. "And I'm sorry. A part of me doesn't want to apologize, part of me is so, so angry with you but I've missed you. I miss being in sync with you, we've lost touch in such a short space of time and it's my fault. I'm sorry." Minerva was shaking her head and rubbing Rose's back.
"No. I made you feel like this. I made you angry, I hurt you. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to Rose, I thought I was doing the right thing-"
"You were!" Rose almost wailed. If she wasn't so upset she would've been embarrassed at how pathetic she sounded. "You were doing the right thing. I didn't see that. I do now, I do. I love you." They stood there in their living room, clinging onto each other, crying and telling the other how much they were loved, how sorry they felt.
It was almost an hour later that found them both on the sofa, cuddled together with Violet lying on Minerva's thigs, head at her knees and chubby feet on Minerva's stomach.
"I wonder who she got the metamorphmagus off..." Minerva said, smiling down at Violet who seemed to be giggling at the compliment.
"It must be a distant relative of yours." Rose replied, smiling as Violet wrapped chubby fingers around Rose's index finger. "Won't there be documentation of your ancestry at the manor?" Though the manor was legally Minerva's, they still hadn't been. They had always been to busy with something or other.
"I think so... We could stay for a few days in the holidays." Rose smiled and nodded.
"The kids will be so excited." Minerva chuckled.
"Don't think I don't know how excited you are to become Lady McGonagall." Rose grinned and looked up at Minerva.
"Sometimes I forget that I have your last name." Rose leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on Minerva's lips.
"Rose I never wanted to hurt you, I wanted to protect you and-" Rose shook her head slowly, placing her hand on Minerva's cheek, effectively silencing her.
"I know. I know you're sorry. It's all forgotten and forgiven now." There was a pause. "I've been stubborn and spiteful and a downright bitch to you." Minerva grinned and nodded in agreement, making Rose chuckle as she cuddled into Minerva's side. "I don't like how far we drifted away from each other." There was another slight pause. "No, actually. I don't like how far I pushed you away." Minerva sighed and put an arm around Rose, pulling her closer.
"I let you push me away. It doesn't matter now though." There was a long silence as they just relished the comfort of being so close to each other, so in tune. "I've missed this." Rose smiled and opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by a loud cry from Violet.
"We should be used to a child interrupting our special moments by now." Rose joked, standing and lifting Violet into her arms, rocking her. The crying didn't stop. "She's dry, she must be hungry." Rose said and Minerva accio'd a bottle of baby milk, warming it up with a muttered charm before passing it to Rose. As soon as the bottle touched Violet's lips, she became silent, happily gulping the milk. Minerva watched her wife with their daughter and tears came to her eyes. It was beautiful, Rose was beautiful and after a week of not seeing her wife happy had killed her.
"God, Rose. I love you." Minerva breathed, the overwhelming love she felt for Rose momentarily took away her ability to speak. Rose looked up from Violet and grinned.
"I think it's only fair that you know I love you too."
"When the twins come home tomorrow, we'll go to the manor for a few days." Rose nodded and absent-mindedly banished the now empty baby bottle, smiling down at Violet who seemed slightly happier.
"So what comes with the title of Lady McGonagall? I assume there's a few perks." Rose was rubbing Violet's back to wind her and slowly pacing the room, movement seemed to calm Violet down.
"Well, the most obvious perk is that you're married to me." Rose guffawed and Minerva mock-glared at her. "The house elves will answer to you, and possibly the most exciting one of all... You'll have access to the incredible amount of books in the library." Rose faked an exaggerated groan.
"Books?" She whined, pulling a face. "Oliver will love it." She smiled. "He definitely takes after you in that respect. But whatever will Isobel and I do while you and him spend ridiculous amounts of time with your noses in a book?" Minerva shrugged and sounded nonchalant.
"Oh I don't know... Maybe go for a swim?" Rose looked at Minerva with an incredulous look on her face. From the information she had gathered about the manor over her years with Minerva, she knew that the property was almost surrounded by a large lake. A large, cold, probably dirty lake.
"And get eaten by the Loch Ness Monster no doubt?" Minerva laughed and rolled her eyes.
"The clue is in the name, Rose. Loch Ness. And I didn't mean the lake, I meant the swimming pool. The indoor, heated swimming pool." Rose's eyes widened and she placed a now sleeping Violet in the moses basket.
"Swimming pool? How modern of you." Minerva grinned and Rose sat next to her wife, laying her head in Minerva's lap and looking up at her as Minerva ran elegant fingers through Rose's hair.
"Robert modernized it all while he lived there." Minerva answered, shrugging. "I just hope he hasn't changed it completely." Rose turned on her side so her face was on Minerva's belly and she slid an arm around Minerva's back.
"We'll find out tomorrow but I'm sure it'll be fine." She said, her sentence punctuated by a large yawn.
"Are you tired?" Rose nodded into Minerva's stomach and Minerva smiled, running her fingers through Rose's hair while she fell asleep. It felt like the past week hadn't happened. The closeness between them had just come back so easily, so effortlessly that she could almost pretend they hadn't drifted apart over the last week.
Minerva waited until Rose was in a deep sleep before apparating them into bed, a silent charm bringing Violet with them. Rose snuggled into Minerva but remained asleep, even when another silent charm rid them both of clothes. Minerva just needed to feel closer to Rose. A week with absolutely no contact between them had driven her insane and seeing Rose naked for the first time in seven days... Minerva had to fight the urge to wake Rose up. She reluctantly settled for tangling her naked legs with Rose's and napping with her.
When Minerva awoke, she was alone. She reached a hand out to Rose's side of the bed and it was still warm, so Rose must have only left recently. Minerva sat up leaning on her elbows, the cover falling into her lap, exposing her naked breasts. She pushed her hair out of her face and rubbed her eyes, her keen hearing picking up on the sound of footsteps padding to the door and then into the bedroom.
"Hey sleeping beauty." Rose said, smiling. She was wearing a large tshirt that just brushed the tops of her thighs, it was clear that she wasn't wearing underwear under the shirt. Minerva's eyes darkened with lust as Rose pulled the shirt over her head and threw it on the floor somewhere. Minerva wasn't really focusing on the shirt. If Minerva had taken her eyes off this new skin revealed, she would've noticed Rose's eyes darkening in reaction to Minerva's. "I was checking on Violet, she's still asleep." Rose spoke, stepping slowly closer to the bed until she was at the bottom of it. "We were only asleep for forty-five minutes." Now she was on the bed, crawling toward her wife. "I had every intention of getting back in bed and going back to sleep." She waved a hand and banished the cover, so now she was sat on Minerva's lap, her knees either side of Minerva's hips, with nothing between them. "How could I possibly sleep when all I can think about is making love to you?" Rose was kissing Minerva's neck whilst grinding her hips down into Minerva's. The Scottish witch, for her part, could barely focus on what Rose was saying, her hands had instinctively gone to Rose's hips. Rose smiled as she continued her ministrations, she nipped and kissed Minerva's neck while her hands found her wife's breasts, fingers teasing already hard nubs. When she replaced her fingers with her mouth, Minerva moaned, one hand tangling with the hair on the back of Rose's head and holding her in place. When Rose felt that enough attention was lavished on Minerva's right breast, she moved to the left, peppering kisses all over Minerva's chest until her lips reached a straining nub. Minerva's hand in Rose's hair tightened, making Rose stop what she was doing to look into Minerva's eyes. "I'm not going anywhere." She whispered once their eyes connected. So much more was said in those four words, Minerva moved her hand from Rose's hair to her cheek and pulled her in for a gentle kiss. Well, it started out as a gentle kiss but in no time the passion had built until Rose was kissing her way down Minerva's body. Her knees were now in-between Minerva's legs and she was placing soft kisses on the insides of Minerva's toned thighs.
"Please..." Minerva breathed. Rose was achingly close to where Minerva needed her. And it was a need, a primal, unstoppable need to feel Rose. That one utterance was all it took for Rose to move her mouth to where she knew her wife needed her, she wrapped her lips around Minerva's pearl and grinned at the guttural moan it drew from her wife as she spread her thighs further apart. Rose hummed against Minerva's sex, eliciting another moan from the Scottish witch who had the sheet on the bed in a death grip as her hips unconsciously found a slow-grinding rhythm. She knew she wouldn't last long, Rose knew it too. It had been too long between them. Rose's arms hooked under Minerva's thighs and her hands were on the small of Minerva's back. She suddenly flipped them in bed so Rose was on her back and Minerva riding her face.
That thought drove Minerva wild as she began to buck her hips, one hand on the headboard, her knuckles white from the grip, her other hand was tangled in Rose's hair.
"Oh god Rose I love you, I love you." Minerva repeated breathlessly as the movement of her hips sped up and her hand gripped tighter and tighter in Rose's hair. Rose hummed in approval of Minerva's loss of control and didn't stop her mouth, knowing Minerva was close to the edge. "I'm- oh!" Minerva's thighs tightened around Rose's head as a long, rumbling moan left her body. Her hips slowed to a stop as her chest heaved with labored breaths. "Wow." Minerva breathed after a while, scooting down Rose's body until her knees were either side of Rose's hips. Rose was licked her lips and then grinned at her wife. "You're amazing." Minerva smiled. "So, so amazing..." And then her head dipped as she kissed her way down Rose's body. "So amazing." She breathed against Rose's ribs. "I'll show you..."