Chapter 21: Sweet Emotion

I threw my arms up to block as he rushed over, faster than I would've thought by looking at him. I prepared for a spell to hit me and was nearly knocked off my feet as his body crashed against mine and his arms grabbed me and held me against him. His grip was tight, but it wasn't painful, I felt his ragged breathing in my shoulder and his pulse against my throat. I couldn't speak for fear that he would react and attack. He hugged me for a minute at least without a word before pulling back and staring at me.

"Oh, I've missed your passion. I've missed you so much. Phoebe, please." he places my wand in my hand and holds it with his own, my wand was like glue holding our hands together. "Believe me when I say that I never…never would betray you or any of my friends. It wasn't me." his voice was defeated, not like his old self, no defense to it, no anger. His eyes searched mine, as if to see if I would believe his words. I couldn't sense that he was lying, but after all these years, I truly didn't know him anymore.

I chewed on my bottom lip as I debated with myself if it was possible that he may be telling the truth. His free hand reached up and I flinched when he reached toward me, making him pause for a half-beat. He kept moving his hand toward me and I realized that he was only wanting to brush a tear away from my eye. His finger traced my cheek until he rested it under, lifting my face up a bit. I found myself gripping his hand with mine more so than trying to get my wand back.

He ran his other hand from under my chin along my jaw line and slipped his fingers into my ponytail. I couldn't tear my eyes from his as he skillfully hooked his finger in my tie and pulled it free, allowing my hair to fall and cascade around me. I realized that I had been holding my breath as he freed my hair and sighed, unsure of what to do. "Phoebe…" his breath was hot and mingled with mine as he whispered my name and I felt my heart skip a beat. Even after all these years, my heart jumped at the sound of my name on his lips…

**FAIR WARNING! Smut is beyond this point! RATED M! If you choose not to read it that's fine, you won't miss any story pieces. I will explain in the next chapter for those who choose not to read the RATED M stuff! You were warned!**

I hadn't even realized that I had moved closer, our lips centimeters from each other. I knew I should pull back, I knew I could….but I leaned forward, closing the last bit of space between us as I pressed my lips to his. He reacted instantly, seizing me into his arms tightly and gliding his hands up and down my back. I gripped his neck and pulled him even closer against me as I arched my back, pressing every piece of me to him. We broke apart for air, but he buried his face into my neck and I gasped as his teeth grazed my soft spot.

I dug my nails into his back, tearing small holes into his baggy clothes, thoughts long forgotten. Now it was only him and me…like not a day had passed. He pushed my sweater off my shoulder and kissed along that before jerking me up into his arms. I was surprised, but he didn't give me a chance to speak before moving us over to the broken bed and laying me back. He tossed his shirt off with a quickness I hadn't seen in such a long time and I quickly jerked my sweater off my body, tossing it to the ground and grabbing his hips. I pulled him onto the bed and went to climb on him, but he pressed me back.

I went to speak, but he silenced me with a flurry of kisses all over my face and then moved to my chest. He quickly moved the thin cami I was wearing from his way and took my breast into his mouth. I gasped and arched up into him, unable to hide the small moan in my throat. His tongue traced between my breast and took his time with each nipple, massaging the other when he was sucking the other. I was already wet as his lips began to kiss my stomach and hips. He hooked his finger in my skirt and panties and in one swift movement, they were on the ground. I had twisted my hands into the tattered sheet at his actions and moaned deeply as his lips met with my privates.

He began to lick gently at first, tasting every bit of me as I bit down on my lip and wriggled in his grip. His hands found my hips and held me in place as he pressed his tongue into me. As he continued, I couldn't help but to give in and release myself all over his face. I was breathing heavily and my legs were shaking a bit as he raised his head up and licked his lips. He didn't speak when he moved back up and pressed his body against mine. He kicked off his pants as I tried to sit up and pressed his hand to my neck gently, holding me against the bed.

I met his eyes and saw something that nearly had me in tears again, his eyes were shining so brightly. The way he used to look at me, the emotion and care in his stare was almost too much as he buried his face into my chest and entered me. I gasped and he groaned against me, but after a moment or two, he began to move and pleasure began to flow through me. I gripped his shoulders tight and dug my nails in a bit, making him groan some more. I moved my hands to around his neck and pulled him back a bit so that I could kiss him again, our sweat and bodies moving together in unison.

I bit his lip harder than I meant to as I tightened around his bulging member before throwing my head back and releasing once again, collapsing against the bed. I was panting as he let me relax, no longer moving, although I was sure it was killing him. I nodded to him when I was ready for him to begin to move again and he buried his face into my hair, breathing deeply as he thrusted faster and harder. He continued to ram into me over and over until I felt his body tense against me and he let out a deep slow moan into my hair, his arms wrapping me tightly against him.