Guilty Innocent Pleasures
Author's Note: Well, I believe I got my requested five reviews…I ought to ask for more, perhaps I would get more reviews! As you all probably know, I have this insane goal to reach 1000 reviews! I knew I was nuts…but still, I hope to achieve that objective…life's all bungled up, but I'd still like to find SOME form of meaning in reviews…how pathetic can I get?
Thank you SO much to all of my faithful reviewers, especially those who have stuck with this story right from the beginning…it's for all you guys that I keep on writing. Also, thanks a huge heap to Steel, who keeps my inspiration flowing…this chappie is for you! (So you'd damn well better review it!)
NOTE: This chapter is a little more…explicit than the others…not in a gross way, but I you hate all references to sex, even slight ones, don't read it…To the rest of you, don't fret, it's nothing dirty…
Disclaimer: I always try to think of something imaginative to say in the disclaimer, but I am always left with the same notion: I don't own anything you recognize! But I do hope you're all starting to feel in tune with Nell…oh, I'll just cut to the chase! On with chapter six!
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Remus Lupin's sudden act of…inspiration shocked Nell from the tips of her toes all the way up to her scalp. A high voltage power surge coursed through the veins of both parties as their tongues rapidly became intertwined with the other's.
It was Nell who broke the electrical current with two words: "why me?"
Her professor's eyes opened suddenly at her breach of action. "Why you?" Nell's eyes searched his for an answer.
"Because. Something about you resembled a wounded bird. Frail, stubborn, and wanting more than anything simply to be touched. And so I tried to, to-"
Nell saw this as an opportunity to bring him back under her spell. 'let's close this closest distance between two objects' She thought to herself as she pulled Lupin towards her again, kissing him hard, full on the mouth, before moving to his eyelids, his forehead, his ears and his neck. A groan rumbled out of her professor as he felt the delight rising from below.
'"Moony, you old fool, back to your old tricks…naughty boy." That's just what Prongs or Padfoot would say…maybe even Pettigrew would agree. I am being naughty. More than naughty, this qualifies as criminal activity! Should it leak out what I'm doing to- Well, Azkaban would become a little home away from home. I promised Dumbledore that I would be extra conservative, what with the fact that I--' Remus' train of thought was derailed as Nell slid her dainty, fragile fingers along the nape of his neck, sending nerves everywhere to stand on end.
'I can't indulge myself like this to perverse little fantasies! She's what, sixteen? Seventeen at most! Remus, you sick, sick, sick, bastard! What are you doing?' at that moment Nell pushed her hand lower and lower on his back until his whole body shuddered in arousal. 'Oh yeah, I was about to corrupt the maidenhood of my most exciting student.'
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It was 1:30 in the morning when Nell finally made her way back up to the third floor. She whispered quickly to the armor-clad knight guarding the entrance to the Ravenclaw dormitories "Utero Fetuos" and stepped into the common room. Slowly she crept up to her bedroom and closed the door as noiselessly as she could.
Pulling a leather bound book out of her trunk, she began to describe the night's… activities.
'Professor Lupin is actually much better than I thought he would be…for a teacher, he has some skill! He probably thought I was a virgin before tonight, by the way I squealed in delight…poor fool, I almost hate to tear out his heart. But I did promise that he would pay for trying to pry into business that isn't his to delve in to. Stupid git. Oh well, perhaps tomorrow he'll be able to go for a little longer. He actually said to me afterwards 'It's not the quantity, but the quality!' Is that not a riot??? I can't wait to see how far I can twist him till he breaks.'
As Nell closed her book and drew back the duvet on her bed, a small, hastily written note lay beside her pillow.
'I know what you're doing with him.'
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Author's Note: Sorry about how short that one was…I might be posting up another chapter today…IF I get seven more reviews! I've decided seven is a better number than five…so if you want more of this story, you HAVE TO REVIEW!