A/N: Short bit but the next chapter is being posted too so forgive me! R rated bit (maybe NC-17). You have been warned…. Thanks again for all your reviews. I love them dearly and cuddle them whenever I get the chance as I have told Crying Pixie and Mrs Debbie Weasley!

Oh Merlin.

Why, why, why, why, why?

Charlie could help but stare as he took in the naked form infront of him that was Tonks. A second ago, anger like he had never experienced before was coursing through him but now…

Why do I have to wear pyjama bottoms that emphasise every detail past my waist?

He turned him head, jarring his neck in his haste, and stared resolutely at the bathroom door, wishing that he could disappear inside and have an ice cold shower. He didn't even notice Tonks was speaking as he struggled to calm himself down enough to keep his bulging trousers from scaring her.

"I'm all covered."

The words seemed to be yelled at him and Charlie turned quickly, not realizing that he still wasn't looking at her. A wave of relief spread over him as he realised that some of his desire was beginning to deflate.

Right. Just ignore her, nod, and run away.

Yet he couldn't leave without feeling as though he had just missed something important. As he hit the middle stair of the stairs, a huge force in his body seemed to will him to go back. Shaking his head, Charlie jogged back up the stairs and shouted towards Tonks.

"Did you just say anything?"

Charlie felt relieved when Tonks smiled almost sadly and shook her head. "Nothing Charlie. See you when I get home."

It may have been his imagination, but Charlie could've sworn that Tonks looked upset as she entered her bedroom. Sighing, Charlie jogged to his room down the stairs, scowling at Fred's door. For now, he had no reason to worry. He thought of going to see if Dumbledore needed some help for patrol that evening; at least that would give him something to preoccupy his mind. Sleepily, Charlie wandered back into his room and locked the door, falling heavily onto the large solid bed and drifting into an almost as heavy sleep.

--

They were in the bathroom, but it was not the one he was accustomed to. It was the bathroom belonging to the quidditch captains in Hogwarts. However small the marble room was, it was comfortable and cozy. Candles glowed from the walls and in the center stood a large, round bath - which he was currently laying in. Tonks was standing in front of him to the side of the tub, naked and smiling innocently. He could feel himself hardening but the sight in front of him did nothing to make him care. She was beautiful, her beautiful brown eyes staring into his. How they had got there didn't really enter his mind as he gazed lustfully at her. Only why she was there WITH HIM seemed to play on his mind.

"What are you doing here?"

Tonks grinned and before he knew it, she had entered the bath and straddled him.

"I wondered if you'd like to play."

Charlie swallowed hard and matched her kisses awkwardly. He was aching already to an extent that he was worried about lasting much longer than he had and yet it didn't seem to matter as her kisses became rougher and more playful. It was when he looked down that he noticed he too lacked clothing.

"Do you want to play?" she purred suddenly drawing his eyes from their naked bodies that were pressed together to her face.

"Hell yes…" That hadn't been the sentence Charlie wanted to say. However, a second later it didn't matter - in fact, none of it mattered, because Tonks leaned in quicker than he could think, and fastened her mouth on his once more, drawing the breath from his very body. He felt her hand snake down his front where she gripped him, smiling wickedly, and moved her hand up and down his shaft.

"Tonks…"

He felt Tonks' nose brush his as she moved his head in for a better angle, and pressed in even closer. Opening his mouth, he slid in his tongue and grabbed hold of Tonks hair, the soft tendrils slipping in between his touch. Something inside of him cried out and he felt like he couldn't stop. Tonks was responding to his kiss with equal enthusiasm and it only made Charlie want her more.

Tonks, thankfully, seemed to be thinking - or perhaps feeling, since thought was something that Charlie, at least, was very incapable of producing at the moment - along the same lines, as she made a grab for Charlie's shoulders and leaned him back into the tub. He felt her shaky hands all over his torso, kneading the muscles on his back, sliding wetly over his skin. He thought his head would explode from all the sensations that were running through him but Tonks continued.

She mounted him and rocked to their climax in a breath taking swirl of colour.

"Tonks!"

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Charlie could feel his body fighting for breath as he awoke; his body on fire and tingling all over. His head was pounding, his heart beat echoing inside his head and an unthinkable volume. He was in his bedroom and from the light outside, he could tell that he had slept through the day into early evening. Charlie groaned as he reached down and found his hand warm and wet. This hadn't happened since he was a 3rd year at Hogwarts. That was one thing he took pride in - the control he had over his own body. After a quick cleaning spell and cold shower that did surprisingly nothing for his state of drowsiness or arousal, Charlie wandered absently down the stairs.

He was still thinking about the erotic dream as he entered the living room. He was stopped abruptly as Kingsley and Bill stood, eyeing him with anticipation, in the centre of the room.

"Charlie my dearest brother! How are you?"

"Horrible."

"Good, good," continued Bill, ignoring his reply. "Listen there's something of most particular urgency that we need to speak to you about…"

"Most great urgency--" pressed Kingsley, smiling somewhat atypical with his evil grin.

"It's about Tonks…"

"Is she ok?"

"She needs your help." Kingsley suddenly gestured to a pile of cushions on the sofa… at least Charlie thought they were cushions until a hand waved at him. Tonks was buried into the settee, her cheeks pink from embarrassment. "It's about the ministry ball."

Charlie raised an eyebrow, still looking at Tonks who had at last emerged from her cover.

"I need a partner and… well… you're the obvious choice…"

"Remus?"

Tonks blushed slightly. "Remus is taking someone else on orders. He thought I'd find someone easier than… her… anyway. Well?"

It seemed like a surreal dream. Kingsley's and Bill's grins were apparent even from behind Charlie, such was the velocity of their radiance - and malice, he thought bitterly.

"Of course I'll take you," he answered, probably a little too readily but he didn't care. The sight of Tonks did little to deflate his earlier problem and he wanted to leave the room as soon as possible. Bill gave him a demonic grin, looking exceedingly pleased with his self, before nodding to Kingsley.

"Well that's great. Come on, Kingsley. Let's leave the couple alone, shall we?"

They left the room like two idiotic school kids and Charlie sighed heavily, rubbing the back of his neck with embarrassment. How hard could this be? He'd spent many evening with Tonks before. There was nothing different about this one…

Right?

"Heya. So. Did you have a nice sleep?"

Tonks grinned at him pleasantly. Charlie groaned.

Not right.