Chapter 10. A helping hand
Fred chuckled.
Anna exhaled and headed for the bed where she grabbed her wand and flicked it over the bed making the covers levitate and straighten out before falling back down.
Fred pondered his options for a second before deciding his course of action.
He snuck up to Anna's back and whispered into her ear in a playful tone. "Do you need to flick your bean as well?"
Anna stifled a laugh and continued straightening up the place. "I probably should, it's been a couple of years since 'I've done the deed'"
"Now that's just criminal." Fred said dramatically and proceeded to snake his hands gently around her hips and waist caressing and kissing her underneath her right ear. "Could I possibly interest you in letting me give you a hand with that?"
"Wow." She said incredulously and turned to face him without pulling away, burying her left hand gently in his hair looking straight into his eyes surprised. "You're taking this remarkably well."
Fred smiled bashfully and one of his hands went up to her top button flicking it playfully as he spoke. "The way I see it we're all gonna die eventually, and personally I'd never gotten bad news from the girl I've had a crush on for seven years, in my room, wearing what I'm certain is only my shirt with nothing else underneath. It really softens the blow." He finished his sentence opening her top button revealing a certain amount of cleavage.
"I could try to place the spell on you as well." She said lowering her hands to loosely wrap her arms around his neck, he really did tower over her.
Fred's finger lazily traced the shirt's collar caressing her cleavage softly. "I don't want it. I'll die anyway, right? I don't want you to shag me just because you need to place a spell on me or because a vision told you to. I want you to be with me because you want to."
Anna's eyes widened for a second.
"…I mean it's only a dying man's wish after all." Fred added now playing with her second button.
"And how does this dying man know I'm not wearing anything underneath his shirt?" She said leaning in closer.
Fred actually blushed briefly and smiled. "Well, I didn't feel any panties just now when I touched your hips, and the truth is, since I'm much taller than you I can see down your shirt from this angle." He smiled nervously.
"Huh. Why don't you make sure then?" Anna said lowering her arms and pulling back just enough to gesture to the shirt buttons. To which Fred smiled and slowly unbuttoned one by one, first revealing the pale valley of her breasts and continuing down until he inhaled sharply when discovering he was right about her lack of underwear. He slipped the shirt off her shoulders leaving her bare in front of him feeling dazed.
"It's okay Fred, I won't deny you anything, I'm just sorry I can't do more for y..."
Fred's lips crashed into hers before she could finish speaking pushing her onto his bed.