Firelight flickered over golden skin as clothing slid away with the
barest whisper. There was a bed three feet away, but it seemed too far to
be bothered with and Phoenix laid Niki gently back on the thick rug. Her
hair spread out around her, she looked up at him with warm brown eyes and
he touched her face, reverently, before leaning down to kiss her. She put
her hands on either side of his face and slid her fingers into his hair,
holding him to her as she returned and deepened the kiss. Her hands
trailed through his hair and down to his shoulders, over his chest and to
his hips, gently pulling him down. His weight settled onto her, warm,
comforting and she lightly scraped the base of his spine with her nails.
Phoenix shivered and braced himself on his elbows, looking down at her.
She smiled back, a slight curving at the corner of her mouth, then wrapped
her legs around his waist. His right hand slid under her head and lightly
gripped the back of her neck. His cerulean gaze locked onto hers and
stayed there as he slid into her heat. Her lips parted and a soft sigh
escaped her at the familiar feeling of him inside her, filling her. Still,
their gazes stayed locked together, even as Phoenix slid his free hand down
to her hip and began to move, slowly, rocking in that timeless, ancient
rhythm. Her hands slid up his back and her nails dug into his shoulders as
her world started to spin. Soft sounds came from her throat and her
motions became faster and more intense as the ache began to build.
Phoenix's hand on her neck tightened and she saw him fighting for control.
"Stop it," she breathed. He groaned, softly and closed his eyes, leaning
lower over her as he thrust into her, harder and faster than before, to a
degree just barely short of painful. Her legs tightened around his waist
and her mouth opened in a silent cry as he drove her toward the edge of the
world and over it. All the sudden, she was falling, she couldn't breathe
and the universe was rushing by her, too fast to see. She heard her own
voice call out his name, sounding incredibly far away and Phoenix buried
his face in her neck, stifling his own cry as he buried himself deeply
inside her and held her tightly against him. He shuddered and she felt his
body trembling. Still trying to catch her breath, Niki tangled her fingers
in his hair and held his head against her chest, closing her eyes and
listening to him breathe.
Ron rolled over in bed and pulled his pillow over his head. The soft sounds from above were unmistakable. Harry, across the room in his own bed, was silent, but Ron knew he wasn't asleep. He was lost in thought, the same ones as Ron. In the alternate future, he and Harry had developed relationships with Hermione and Ginny. Now that they really thought about it, that seemed to be the most probable course of events. But the arrival of their elder selves had changed things. Ginny was with Gryff and, by the looks of things, Dragon would soon claim Hermione as his own. So, where would that leave Harry and Ron?
Ron rolled over in bed and pulled his pillow over his head. The soft sounds from above were unmistakable. Harry, across the room in his own bed, was silent, but Ron knew he wasn't asleep. He was lost in thought, the same ones as Ron. In the alternate future, he and Harry had developed relationships with Hermione and Ginny. Now that they really thought about it, that seemed to be the most probable course of events. But the arrival of their elder selves had changed things. Ginny was with Gryff and, by the looks of things, Dragon would soon claim Hermione as his own. So, where would that leave Harry and Ron?
