I thought I would post the whole of this story for those still reeling from HBP. It has a happy ending.
Not Yet: Chapter 6
Minerva was once again ensnared within her fantasy, only this time, as she snuck peaks at him from beneath her long eyelashes, she was no longer sure that it wasn't real. She watched him covertly as he silently mouthed her name with each kiss that he planted. She felt him move repeatedly lower, and then retreat suddenly to her mouth, where he would kiss her with such abandon that she could hardly bring herself to let him go.
Stay here and kiss me.
One time, she was sure he had heard her wish, for as she opened her eyes she found his nose next to hers, his eyes boring into her. She held his gaze and stroked his cheek. His look was intense, as if he was searching her soul and in that moment she felt ready to allow him into her mind. But just as she opened her mouth to tell him, he planted another kiss on her lips - a kiss so soft in its beginnings and so feverish at its end that she was left breathless and mute. Recovering herself, she tried to tell him, her love on her lips, in her hand on his cheek, in every bone of her body, but he simply kissed her eyelids as she drew a deep breath, and whispered softly:
"Close your eyes." and was gone.
She felt him below, moving lower and lower, his hands all over her, his lips everywhere. Her name mouthed against her skin over and over until she thought she would scream. Once more she felt her skin flush, her heartbeat quicken and her need rush from within as he smothered her with kisses at her core.
Not Yet!
Without knowing what she did, she reached for his hand and pulled him towards her, her eyes wide open, her breathing ragged as she whispered his name into his ear and wrapped her legs around him. He paused as he looked into her eyes, terrified that what had happened before would happen again, but she did not even blink as she moved her hand between their bodies and matched his longing to her own.
With a gentle kiss to her mouth, Albus pushed against her slowly and with much joy as both gasped in pleasure and surprise. Neither could ignore the feeling of completion as they lay still together for a moment, eyes locked, fingers entwined, bodies joined. Minerva arched her back as Albus withdrew and he placed a kiss to her throat as he returned to her, his name on her lips calling him back each time with greater urgency.
They rocked together, wrapped within each other, no longer aware of time. The name of the other graced their lips, interrupted only by kisses and sighs of delight as together they sought fulfilment.
As Minerva shuddered beneath him, Albus too felt his body tremble with release, and he cried her name as he rose above her one last time. He clasped her hand as he fell down onto her breast and into her arms, kissing her palm with all the passion he had shown her, covering her wrist with kisses and swearing secretly to her with each one that he loved her.
Minerva held him within her warmth, running her hand up and down his smooth back, her legs pressing him to her as if letting him go would cause him to disappear. She kissed his neck and cheeks, his brow. She would tell him. She would tell him that she loved him so. When the door unlocked, she would tell him everything. But Not Yet. For now, as she felt him stir again inside her, she would content herself with an explanation based on the age-old teaching method of instruction by demonstration.