Disclaimer: I don'town these characters - JKR does. I don'town the setting - I'm American. This' Scotland. :)
R&R. Enjoy. Angel
In The Library
His quill lazily scratched over the parchment, and then he looked up. His eyes found her hair first; it was hard to miss the raven colour she took such pride in. Her almond eyes glanced in his direction, and he beckoned her over. She excused herself from her friends in the other corner, and went to him. She took a place next to him, perched prettily on the seat.
"You wanted me?" Her quiet voice inquired. He shook his head.
"Of course I want what's mine." He murmured, his hand underneath the library table stroking her thigh. Her hand covered his, stopping the movement.
"What are you doing?" she whispered. Her delight was present in her eyes – they begged him to continue. He removed her hand, and went back to teasing her. He didn't answer, and she gasped lightly as his hand began to trace designs into her flesh with a nail.
"Please…" she begged into his ear. For everyone else, it looked as if she was telling him a secret. They had many secrets. No-one knew she liked it hard, liked it rough. No-one knew he was capable of such.
It was their little secret.
His hand tortured her for a few minutes more before slipping between her legs. He smiled to himself when he encountered no cloth, just wetness and heat of the silken folds. Quickly, he pushed in, reveling in her hurriedly-bitten lip. He thrust, again and again – her happiness playing on her face like an open book. Thank Merlin no-one thought to use this back corner of the library. His thumb touched her, moving in small circles. She gasped again, tears filling her eyes as silently climaxed. He kissed her lips, withdrawing his hand. He brought it up to her, letting her clean it. Then he dismissed her with a wave of his hand, tucking a note into her robe as she turned away.
She opened the parchment.
Tonight – my dorm.
I am thinking of you, my sweet.
The girl smiled, rushing to her rooms to ready herself.
She presented herself to her lover's door with a quiet knock. The door swung open, admitting the smells of candles and sex. The girl stepped in, shutting out everything else for the night.
.The End.
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