Chapter 3 Day 2
Minerva once again woke up in Albus' arms, and she was warm. It was that perfect warmth you get from coming in out of the cold. She knew she never wanted to leave. As she thought back to the night before her cheeks flushed. "I can't believe I kissed him. What is wrong with me?" she wondered. She didn't get much of a chance to reflect because Albus had begun to stir. His arms tightened around her before letting go.
"Good morning Minerva," he said brightly. "What shall we do today?" He was smiling down at her and she couldn't help but smile back.
"First, shall we see if we can manage to get out of bed?"
Albus just grinned and flung back the blankets. "Who said we both had to. Stay there; I'll be back in a moment." With that, he disappeared into the other room.
Albus' plan was going well so far. By the end of today she will know just how I feel. I might even have a chance, he thought as he went to the menus to order their breakfast. He also called up two trays. He brought Minerva's in first, and all his work was rewarded by the biggest smile he had ever seen, making her seem twenty years younger. He allowed himself to become distracted for a moment. The firelight had set her hair a flame and she had a halo of light surrounding her. It was still a little tousled from sleep, but it only added to her beauty. "And what is this Albus?" she asked motioning toward the trays.
"Well, my dear, I thought breakfast in bed would be a nice way to begin our day," he explained as he placed her tray in her lap. They ate in silence for some time, stealing glances at one another when they weren't looking.
Eventually they made it to the living room. Albus was sitting on the couch with a large book in hand, while Minerva, was sitting on the floor leaning against a large armchair. Albus was bored, and anyone who knew him would say that was never a good thing. He had been hungry earlier and ordered a large bowl of grapes, which was now sitting behind his book. He looked up and watched Minerva for a moment; she was completely absorbed in her book. Time to begin phase two.
Minerva had been reading for sometime, but she couldn't remember anything about the book. She had been lost in her own thoughts for sometime. "Something about him is different today. I just wish I knew what he was planning." Her thoughts were interrupted by something bouncing off of her head and into her book. When she looked down all she saw was a grape. Her head whipped back to look at Albus, but he was sitting quietly reading his book. She looked up once and popped the grape into her mouth. A few moments later, thump, another grape landed in her book. She popped it into her mouth after noticing Albus was still reading his book, but decided to keep a better watch on him. "Albus, it would be wise if no more grapes came my way." Ten minutes passed and no grapes. Minerva had just started to relax when, thump thump, two grapes landed in rapid succession.
Minerva sighed dramatically and closed her book. She looked to Albus who had a mischievous grin on his face and a bowl of grapes in his hand. As Minerva moved closer she warned. "Now Albus remember I did give you fair warning." With that, she leaned in close to Albus' face and smiled; he never noticed her grabbing a handful of grapes. She straightened up and walked behind him. Soon grapes were flying back and forth and the war was on. Minerva's laughter could be heard ringing throughout the room. Albus had run out of grapes and started to move toward her. Minerva started backing up until she was pushed up against a wall. All she could see was the look in his eyes. Such caring and something else was pulsing in those blue eyes. Her breathing became quick and ragged as he came to a stop directly in front of her. An arm went on either side of her, and he leaned in. Their faces were only inches apart. His eyes darkened slightly as he breathed, "I've got you."
One of her hands came up to his chest and she could feel his heart hammering through his robes. "It seems you do," she said as one of his hands came up cradle her face.
"Minerva.." was all he said as he brought his lips down to hers. She was just so warm he had to have her. He gently sucked her lower lip and after a moment of hesitation, he felt her begin to respond. Her arms slid up his chest and around his neck pulling herself closer. The air around them crackled as they kissed and Minerva groaned low in her throat as Albus ran his tongue along her lip, begging for entrance. She willingly accepted him and gripped his shoulders tightly as he tasted every inch of her mouth.
He pushed her flush to the wall as his body pressed against her. His hands began to wander, sending bolts of pleasure through her. As much as they resisted, the need for oxygen forced them apart. Her head came to rest on his chest and she took pleasure in knowing she had caused his racing heart. His arms came to rest around her slender waist, and his thumbs were rubbing small circles in the center of her back, causing her to shudder. The fire crackled in the background. Neither said a word; they were beyond them. He took her slender hands in his and led her to couch. They spent several hours sitting together, talking and sharing kisses and embraces. Dinner time was fast approaching and Minerva reluctantly stood up. "I'm going to take a bath. I should be out in an hour or so." With one look back and a smile, she entered the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
Minerva once again woke up in Albus' arms, and she was warm. It was that perfect warmth you get from coming in out of the cold. She knew she never wanted to leave. As she thought back to the night before her cheeks flushed. "I can't believe I kissed him. What is wrong with me?" she wondered. She didn't get much of a chance to reflect because Albus had begun to stir. His arms tightened around her before letting go.
"Good morning Minerva," he said brightly. "What shall we do today?" He was smiling down at her and she couldn't help but smile back.
"First, shall we see if we can manage to get out of bed?"
Albus just grinned and flung back the blankets. "Who said we both had to. Stay there; I'll be back in a moment." With that, he disappeared into the other room.
Albus' plan was going well so far. By the end of today she will know just how I feel. I might even have a chance, he thought as he went to the menus to order their breakfast. He also called up two trays. He brought Minerva's in first, and all his work was rewarded by the biggest smile he had ever seen, making her seem twenty years younger. He allowed himself to become distracted for a moment. The firelight had set her hair a flame and she had a halo of light surrounding her. It was still a little tousled from sleep, but it only added to her beauty. "And what is this Albus?" she asked motioning toward the trays.
"Well, my dear, I thought breakfast in bed would be a nice way to begin our day," he explained as he placed her tray in her lap. They ate in silence for some time, stealing glances at one another when they weren't looking.
Eventually they made it to the living room. Albus was sitting on the couch with a large book in hand, while Minerva, was sitting on the floor leaning against a large armchair. Albus was bored, and anyone who knew him would say that was never a good thing. He had been hungry earlier and ordered a large bowl of grapes, which was now sitting behind his book. He looked up and watched Minerva for a moment; she was completely absorbed in her book. Time to begin phase two.
Minerva had been reading for sometime, but she couldn't remember anything about the book. She had been lost in her own thoughts for sometime. "Something about him is different today. I just wish I knew what he was planning." Her thoughts were interrupted by something bouncing off of her head and into her book. When she looked down all she saw was a grape. Her head whipped back to look at Albus, but he was sitting quietly reading his book. She looked up once and popped the grape into her mouth. A few moments later, thump, another grape landed in her book. She popped it into her mouth after noticing Albus was still reading his book, but decided to keep a better watch on him. "Albus, it would be wise if no more grapes came my way." Ten minutes passed and no grapes. Minerva had just started to relax when, thump thump, two grapes landed in rapid succession.
Minerva sighed dramatically and closed her book. She looked to Albus who had a mischievous grin on his face and a bowl of grapes in his hand. As Minerva moved closer she warned. "Now Albus remember I did give you fair warning." With that, she leaned in close to Albus' face and smiled; he never noticed her grabbing a handful of grapes. She straightened up and walked behind him. Soon grapes were flying back and forth and the war was on. Minerva's laughter could be heard ringing throughout the room. Albus had run out of grapes and started to move toward her. Minerva started backing up until she was pushed up against a wall. All she could see was the look in his eyes. Such caring and something else was pulsing in those blue eyes. Her breathing became quick and ragged as he came to a stop directly in front of her. An arm went on either side of her, and he leaned in. Their faces were only inches apart. His eyes darkened slightly as he breathed, "I've got you."
One of her hands came up to his chest and she could feel his heart hammering through his robes. "It seems you do," she said as one of his hands came up cradle her face.
"Minerva.." was all he said as he brought his lips down to hers. She was just so warm he had to have her. He gently sucked her lower lip and after a moment of hesitation, he felt her begin to respond. Her arms slid up his chest and around his neck pulling herself closer. The air around them crackled as they kissed and Minerva groaned low in her throat as Albus ran his tongue along her lip, begging for entrance. She willingly accepted him and gripped his shoulders tightly as he tasted every inch of her mouth.
He pushed her flush to the wall as his body pressed against her. His hands began to wander, sending bolts of pleasure through her. As much as they resisted, the need for oxygen forced them apart. Her head came to rest on his chest and she took pleasure in knowing she had caused his racing heart. His arms came to rest around her slender waist, and his thumbs were rubbing small circles in the center of her back, causing her to shudder. The fire crackled in the background. Neither said a word; they were beyond them. He took her slender hands in his and led her to couch. They spent several hours sitting together, talking and sharing kisses and embraces. Dinner time was fast approaching and Minerva reluctantly stood up. "I'm going to take a bath. I should be out in an hour or so." With one look back and a smile, she entered the bathroom, closing the door behind her.