Ok the R rating is in this chapter. Thanks for reading this, and I hope you all enjoy it!
Early the next morning Albus and Minerva were heading to the nearest station after asking the front desk of their hotel which one to take. Fighting the crowds was not fun, and Minerva was gripping Albus' hand tightly.
"My dear, are you ok?" he asked in concern at the strength with which she gripped his hand.
"I just don't like really large crowds in small places, Albus," Minerva replied looking up at him.
"I'm sorry, my dear."
Keeping her close Albus finally got them on a train headed in the right direction, but they had to stand because there were so many people going to work.
Holding on to the vertical bar Albus wrapped his other arm around Minerva as she leaned up against him. Not knowing exactly where to go they just followed the crowds, and did end up downtown. Pulling out his map Albus used it to guide them along the streets, and toward some water.
"Albus, are you sure we aren't lost," Minerva asked as they wandered up a street.
"Your faith in me is outstanding, my dear," Albus joked as he pointed to the right. In ten more minutes they could see the Statue of Liberty from afar, "Tada," Albus said as they came along the water's edge.
Smiling up at him Minerva said, "My apologies Headmaster, I do hope you can forgive me for ever doubting you."
Bringing her hand up to his lips Albus replied, "I'd forgive you treason, my dear Deputy. Have no fear." Smiling up at him Minerva removed her gaze to look out over the harbor. They spent a good part of the day downtown taking in everything they could, but they were back in their hotel room earlier than usual to get ready for their night.
"Albus I need to know what we are doing so I can know how to dress," Minerva said standing in the doorway to her bedroom.
"We will be seeing a show after dinner, and then I'd like to find a Jazz club there has to be one around here somewhere. Wear the dress you bought yesterday," Albus replied from within his bedroom.
"Alright, if you're sure," Minerva said turning back around.
She heard him call, "I've never been surer of anything," as she went into the bathroom.
An hour and half later Minerva emerged from her bedroom to find Albus waiting for her. He looked rather smart in a Muggle suit and tie, "You're looking handsome tonight, Professor Dumbledore," Minerva said as she made her way toward him.
"Well I figure I needed to look my best since you were going to be on my arm; you look stunning Minerva." Taking her arm Albus guided Minerva toward dinner. While walking toward the restaurant they passed several men who followed Minerva with their eyes, and one was even brazen enough to call out, "Looking good!"
Minerva turned to give him a nasty look, and only received a rather lustful one in return.
"Ignore them, Minerva, they are just jealous," Albus said hoping to calm her down.
"I know, but it is just rude to call out that way," she replied walking a little closer to Albus.
Patting her hand it wasn't long before they were sitting down to dinner. Once at dinner Albus decided he better tell her his plans.
"Minerva I want you to hear me out before you say anything about the show I picked for tonight, ok?" Raising an eyebrow she encouraged him to continue anyway.
"The show is called Cats. Now it started in London, and has won all these awards. I had to work very hard to get these tickets, and I was assured that it's very good. Of course your animagus form did influence my decision making process, but please just give it a chance," Albus pleaded trying to look as pitiful as he could. He must have succeeded, because Minerva relented, "Alright, Albus. How did you get the tickets if it is that good," she asked.
"Some friends of mine," was all he said. Before she could ask any more questions their food had arrived. A little wary at first Minerva ended up loving the show, and pledged that she would find the book once they got back home. Excited that she had loved it Albus was walking on air.
It took another forty-five minutes but they finally found a good jazz club, and they were on the floor dancing as soon as they arrived. For a few of the dances everybody moved out of the way to watch the couple. They moved as if they had been dancing together for ages, and because she felt safe Minerva really let herself go. She was not as showy as Albus, but she followed his movements with a very feline grace that amazed most people at the club. Several times men asked if they could cut in, but each time Minerva offered the same response: "I'm sorry, but I only intend to dance with this man all evening. You'll find someone else."
The last number had been a sultry slow song that left both of the Professors quite flushed and breathless as they left the club. Once back up in their suite Albus pulled Minerva to him for another dance.
"Let me take these shoes off, Albus. They are killing my feet," Minerva replied and did a quick job of releasing her feet from their confines. Taking her back in his arms Albus began humming the song they last danced to, and to his surprise Minerva started to sing it.
When the mellow moon begins to beam,
Ev'ry night I dream a little dream,
And of course Prince Charming is the theme,
The he for me.
Although I realize as well as you
It is seldom that a dream comes true,
For/To me it's clear
That he'll appear.
Stepping back from her just a little bit Albus couldn't help it he leaned down and softly brushed his lips against hers. When the kiss was over Minerva continued singing only this time into to Albus' neck:
Some day he'll come along,
The man I love
And he'll be big and strong,
The man I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay.
He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand ;
And in a little while,
He'll take my hand ;
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both won't say a word
Leaning down to kiss her again Albus let his hands roam over her exposed back as he deepened the kiss. Running his hands up her back to her hair he unleashed it from the pins and ran his fingers through it. Minerva was running her hands through his hair, and over the back of his neck as the kiss grew in intensity. Releasing her once more Minerva finished the song:
Maybe I shall meet him Sunday
Maybe Monday, maybe not ;
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day
He'll build a little home
Just meant for two,
From which I'll never roam,
Who would - would you ?
And so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love.
When she was done all pretences of dancing stopped as Albus moved to nuzzle her neck. Granting him access Minerva softly sighed, and then she pushed him away. Stepping back Minerva slowly let the fabric of her dress slip off her shoulders and pool at her feet leaving her in her panties only. Moving away from the dress Minerva moved toward Albus, and he took her hand without a word and led her into the bedroom.
The moon was high in the sky as Albus laid Minerva on the bed, and he enjoyed watching the beams dance across her skin. He slowly moved his hand to follow the beams across her body using only the tips of his fingers. Every now and then he would bend down to place a heated kiss on her skin giving her just a taste of what was to come. Minerva had her eyes closed as Albus was touching her, and she longed for more. Opening her eyes she cupped his cheek, and brought his face down to hers: "More, Albus, more," was all she said before kissing him lightly and releasing him. Smiling he moved to give her more.
"Albus, please," Minerva pleaded hoarsely after he had driven her crazy with his teasing. She was on the brink of something wonderful and he had no intentions of stopping. Before Minerva could say anything else she felt a fire burning in her abdomen moving even further south, a wonderfully warm sensation that was threatening to completely engulf her. On their own her hips started bucking, but she didn't care. Minerva was too caught up in what Albus was doing to her, and the feeling the wonderful feeling it all created. Gripping the bed sheets tightly Minerva whispered her lover's name as the fire completely consumed her.
Moving back up her Albus was a little disheartened that she hadn't been a little more vocal, and he vaguely wondered if he had pleased her but then he saw her face. There were two tears slowly making their way down her face from the corners of her closed eyes. Positioning himself to join them Albus waited until she opened her eyes. Once she did their gazes locked as he joined them, and he noticed two more tears making a slow path down her face. He wanted to ask why she was crying, but he suddenly realized why. For too long this wonderful woman had felt ugly, unloved, and unwanted; and tonight he was erasing all that pain. Those tears were the most beautiful gift she could have given him; they were coming from a place so deep in her heart, a place no one had ever been allowed to see before. All those years of waiting and longing were over for Minerva and Albus realized that anything and everything she had ever wanted he was giving her. That is what those tears meant: recognition, a sign that he completed her. So focused on what it meant to her he never felt the tear that left his eye trickle down into his beard.
It wasn't long before they collapsed in each others arms spent physically and emotionally from their love making. They fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms, bodies tangled, soft smiles playing on both their faces.
Minerva awoke the next morning to the feel of someone playing with her hair. Lifting her head she looked right into the eyes of Albus Dumbledore. Neither said a word as Minerva slowly sat up so she was eye level with him, bringing the sheet along with her. Reaching out she cupped his cheek in one hand, and never taking her eyes from his softly spoke, "Thank you." Albus immediately drew her to him for a hug, "No, my dear, thank you." He said into her hair. Pulling back Albus cupped Minerva's face in his hands, "Minerva that was the most beautiful thing anyone has ever given me, and I don't just mean your body," he added touching her forehead with his.
"I want you to know something, Minerva. This trip wasn't the beginning of my deeper feelings for you. To be honest I fell in love with you not long after you first joined the staff, and nor did I invite you hoping it would lead to this, though I cannot say I am not pleased. I'm sorry for any pain I have caused you Minerva, but I love you and I would like permission to call you mine."
Minerva just smiled up at him before she kissed him lightly, "Any pain I might have felt is gone now, Albus, you made sure of that. You may call me yours only if I may call you mine, The Man I Love."
Falling back upon the pillows Albus decided they had all afternoon and evening to walk around central park, and there was no real rush to get out of bed.