Part Nine

Once inside her flat, Ailene sighed as there were owl droppings by the window, the big, grey creature on the window sill.

"He needs to go out every once and awhile, y'know.?" Marden teased, drawing his wand and waving it, the owl's business disappeared into thin air. He stroked the owl's chest, the owl nipping at his fingers lovingly.

"He's nice company, isn't he?" Marden asked as Ailene walked over to them, taking her witch's hat off and placing it on the back of a chair.

"He is, pleasant and for the most part, pretty quiet." She smiled at the bird, in the back of her mind still shocked that there was an owl in her flat.

"Would you say I'm better company, though?" Marden asked, turning to her and they were inches from each other. Their eyes locked, and his hands found her waist, slowly pulling her close to his body, so much so that they were touching.

"I missed you." She whispered to him, feeling his warm breath on her lips.

"And I missed you. I couldn't stop thinking about you, and how I'd never see you again."

"I'm glad you came back. And I'm glad that I was able to talk to you. I was afraid I'd never see you again, either." She whispered. "You're the only person who has ever treated me this way, treated me so special."

"You are special. Special to me." He answered her.

And with that, their lips met once again, and they stood there in a long embrace. His hands ran up her spine to the back of her neck. He cradled her as he moved his lips to her soft neck, breathing in her perfume that sent shivers down his spine.

Their kiss broke. "And...I love you. I love you so much."

"I love you too." She answered immediately. There was no thinking about it, there was no doubting it.

He returned to their kiss, trailing them her shoulder and pushing her jumper up to reveal the skin of her lower body. She was slightly taken aback by his boldness. He was usually hesitant about taking this further. She stood up on her tip-toes, letting him take the lead this time.

Fingers ran through his messy hair, it was soft to the touch. "Oh, Marden..." She whispered, and he stopped to look back up at her, meeting her gaze.

She felt how excited he was against her body. "I-I thought you said we shouldn't ...do something like this..." She whispered breathlessly.

"I know I shouldn't, but I want to." He whispered back. He pulled her in closer even though there was no closer left, their bodies pressed hard against each other. "I want you so bad." He whispered in her ear.

"Is it wrong for us to be together? A muggle and a wizard?" She asked, now wondering if that's why they never went far before.

"I don't care, I don't care what anyone thinks, I just want to be with you. Only you." His voice sounded like he was in pain, and the only way to ease the pain was to keep Ailene close, never letting her go.

"I promise, it'll be fine. We'll be fine." Marden whispered soothingly to her, running his hands through her blonde hair.

Their lips met once more in a passionate kiss. Ailene pulled him along with their kiss still connected. Her back pressed against her bedroom door. She fidgeted with the doorknob, it was not working well, her whole body was weak in his arms. He reached down and opened the door in one swift turn of the doorknob. Ailene stumbled back and he caught her. He pulled her back in and, gently, picked her up off of her feet, placing her on the edge of her bed. There she sat, her shaky hands fidgeting with the buttons of his shirt, pulling off all of his clothes of the upper half of his body.

She ran his hands up his body and to his chest, leaning in and kissing his stomach as he stood before her. He was magnificent to her, the definition of perfection. A hand then moved back down, rubbing at the clear protrusion of the front of his pants. His breathing immediately picked up at her touch. Ailene then began to tug roughly at his belt, desperate to free him. With the same amount of desperation, she yanked his pants down to his ankles and returned her hand to his bulge, now less fabric that she had to deal with.

Marden then took his turn in getting her naked, pulling off her sweater before reaching around to unhook her bra, freeing her breasts. Marden knelt down and gently took each breast into his hands, caressing them before finding her lips once more. Ailene reached out to his waist band. His excitement was just beneath, waiting for freedom. She rubbed him a few more times, feeling how hard he was before pulling off his underwear and revealing his erection.

Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her up onto the bed more, now toying with the buttons of her pants to get her just as naked. He pulled her skirt and her stockings, tossing them aside. He leaned down and kissed her stomach, soft and warm. He kissed a trail up her thorax to her chest, taking each breast and giving them an equal amount of kisses. All the while he slipped his hands into her panties, find her and playing with her.

"Marden...please I don't want to wait any longer than I already have..." Ailene whispered, her fingernails running along his scalp, feeling herself pulsate at his warm touch from below.

As he sat up, he grabbed her thighs and pulled her towards him. His abdomen sat between her legs, open for him. He placed the tip of himself at her entrance as his other thumb pleasured her. He slowly entered her until he could go no further. Her hands gripped her sheets at the slight discomfort, for it had been a long time since she had any sort of contact with a man.

Marden was slow in his rhythms, letting her adjust to him before picking up the pace. She began to moan with each stroke, his body felt wonderful inside of her. He filled her perfectly. The wetness became apparent on each other, his hands firm on her hips as he brought himself to and from her body.

Goosebumps danced on his skin with the sensations her body gave him. His breathing was shaky from excitement, and he went even faster as she moaned louder.

Their bodies moved in perfect rhythm of one another. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her in perfect entanglement. They kissed and did not pull away until Ailene's body suddenly shuddered underneath his and let out a desperate half moan, half scream. Her hand moved to his hair and she gripped a hand full of his locks, hard. He moved fast and hard to draw out her orgasm before he felt the familiar sensation, his body now shaking in pleasure. She let him have his orgasm inside of her, wanting it. His orgasm lasted a few long seconds before he collapsed beside her.

There was a long silence, just the sound of the two breathing heavy.

"I can't believe we did that..." Ailene whispered.

He stirred. "Why? Was it bad? Did you not want to...?"

"No...No, not at all." She laughed softly, turning onto her side to face him. "I loved every minute of it." She whispered, stroking his face. He was sweating profusely, but then again, so was she. "You don't know how bad I wanted that to happen. Ever since I met you I wanted you to have me."

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. "And I wanted you to have me." He whispered in her ear before he fell silent, breathing more steadily and Ailene found he had fallen asleep.

Ailene's eyes slowly opened. Her bedroom had become dark, the light outside of her window had faded. She lifted her head and squinted her eyes at her clock. Six in the evening. She turned and noticed that she was all alone in her bed. What woke her was the aroma of coffee that had drifted in through the crack in her door. She stood and threw on her bathrobe before venturing out of her bedroom.

There Marden was, sitting on her sofa with only his cloak over his shoulders. He was turning the dials of her radio, the programs coming in through the static. His hair was a mess, but it only made him more handsome.

"You must really like that radio, huh? Don't you have radios in your world?"

He jumped up slightly and looked at her with a smile. "Yeah we do, but none like this, or at least that I haven't seen."

She came and sat down next to him, her body against his and she rested her chin on his shoulder. She reached out and gently placed her fingers on his, turning the dial to the evening news.

Marden turned his face, their noses brushing against one another. Their breath danced on each other's faces.

"I...I love you." Marden whispered to her. "I mean it."

Ailene looked into his electric blue eyes, tender and loving. "I love you, too. I mean it."

Marden took her face and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. Ailene grabbed the front of Marden's cloak, pulling him in and holding him. Yet again, they found themselves in each other's arms. He kissed down her cheek, her neck, her clavicles, her breasts.

Something deep burned within Ailene, a fire that had not burned in her on their first time around. She suddenly pulled away from him, backing away from him before turning over onto her hands and knees. She lifted her bathrobe to reveal her rear-end high in the air, her cheek pressed into the cushions of her sofa. She wiggled the lower end of her body, inviting him.

She felt warm fingers play with her, making circular motions over her clitoris before moving up to her moist opening, entering her slightly. However, his hand withdrew and they were then placed on each of her plump cheeks, squeezing them and pulling her body closer to his. She felt the sensation of him move deeper and deeper into her body, and she let out a fabulous moan. Marden fit inside of her just right. She outstretched her arms and gripped the edge of her sofa as he began to thrust, gentle and slow at first, letting himself adjust. Then he picked up both pace and push, letting their bodies clap against one another. His hands moved to her pelvis, pulling her body into him as he met her half way. Ailene quickly came to the conclusion that Marden had done this before, and he was no stranger to love-making. It brought a slight twinge of sourness into her heart to know that Marden had been with other women, and there was an incredible desire to never let another woman so much as touch him. She wanted him all to herself.

With each stroke, Ailene let out a loud moan, and she could faintly hear him moan once every ten seconds or so. He gradually added force to his thrusts, yet there were still even and smooth, not choppy or nervous. He moved with precision, and Ailene was pleasantly surprised by his expertise. Marden was not the type to strike any woman as a careful, skilled lover.

His small moans changed to quick breaths, Ailene's face pushing deeper and deeper into the cushions. He reached down and wrapped his arms around her torso, lifting her body until Ailene sat up completely. Her back pressed into the entire front of Marden's body. One hand rested at the base of her neck as Marden grazed his teeth against her skin, nipping at her. The other hand and slipped down in between her legs, caressing her clitoris once more. She called out at this, for it completely changed the position of her lower body, and allowed for him to reach certain depths. He slowed up slightly, letting their bodies move together in perfect harmony. Her legs clenched together as she became weak in his arms, letting his body support her.

"Marden..." She breathed in desperation, and she felt his teeth dig deeper. "Please...I...keep going..." Ailene's body began to, her legs shook uncontrollably as she began to orgasm. She let out a scream before she was pushed back down onto the sofa. Marden now thrusted faster and harder, no longer restraining himself. Sloppy, gushing sounds came from their point of deep contact. Ailene screamed into a pillow as the waves of convulsions continued, Marden not letting up until with one, hard push, he kept it there, he too slightly convulsing. He pulled out only to forcefully push back inside of her, doing so for three or four more times, prolonging his presence deep within her as he came. He let out louder moans this time, until it was over and he pulled out slowly, collapsing on his back.

Ailene, too collapsed on her stomach, her bum now falling to the side. Her inner thighs and everything in between was wet and sticky. Ailene's limbs were heavy, yet they felt like they were made of air. She couldn't move, but lie in silence, breathing deeply.

Her blonde hair fell over her face, and she could barely see save for the light that illuminated through.

She felt the cushions shift underneath her before warm arms, sticky with sweat lifted her up. Marden pulled her into his arms and lied back, letting her lie on top of him, his chest rising and falling. She tucked her face into his neck, feeling his rapid pulse against her cheek.

The pair lay in each others arms for a very long time, not moving, not speaking. Ailene opened her eyes, not sure if she fell asleep or not. She was in such a blissful haze, she mind as well have. Her fingertips danced across his chest, caressing the little hairs that poked through his skin. He didn't have much hair, but enough. They littered his pectorals and even surrounded each of his nipples. She slowly rubbed each areola, drawing circles over them with a grin, seeing if he would give rise.

But he didn't, he stayed perfectly still, sound asleep. She chuckled and sat up, looking down at him.

"Hey. Hey!"

"Hrmph."

"Wake up, sleepy head."

He stirred slowly, his brows furrowing which gave him the distinctive, harsh look. He opened his eyes, his blue irises piercing up at her. She smiled down at him.

"I recall you helped yourself to some coffee."

A closed fist rubbed at one of his eyes. "...I found something tastier"

"You know, I didn't realize how good you were at this."

"At what?"

"Making-love. You done it before?"

Marden looked up at her for a few long moments. "Yeah. Here and there. A couple times in school and a few times after. One of my female colleagues at work took a liking to me when I first started." He explained, though his voice was quiet, as if embarrassed to admit this. "Why, does it bother you?"

"Well, no, I guess not. Well, not as long as it doesn't bother you that I've done this before, too."

"Yeah, I gathered as much from the last few times you tried to seduce me." Marden smirked at her.

Ailene let out a laugh. "I guess you can call it seducing. But if I recall, you were the one that kissed me first."

Marden shrugged. "Touché, and if the fact that you are an experienced woman bothered me, then I don't think I'd have done this with you twice in one night." He winked up at her, his grin finally softening his handsome face

Ailene smiled contently. "I'd just like to think that you are mine."

His smile faded slightly. "You can have me."

Ailene continued to smile. "I feel like I've known you my entire life. And yet you are new to me, foreign and fresh. I've waited for you for such a long time."

Suddenly, Marden's face got harsh again, a stirring in his sharp gaze, and he clenched his jaws. His normally gentle hands found her bum once more, squeezing it and digging his nails into her flesh. He pushed her body into his, she felt him getting hard once more.

"You make me want to do naughty things to you." He suddenly growled through gritted teeth. Their lips crashed together once more, his tongue forcing his way into her mouth.

Ailene pulled away from him, her hand pushing him down before removing his hands from her body and placing them at his sides.

"No." She said firmly. "No more." She whispered against his mouth, holding on steadily to his wrists. "I've had my fill." She pressed delicate lips to his before lifting herself off of him, only letting go of his wrists until she was standing on her own feet.

Marden's face was not compliant, still looking at her with lustful eyes as she walked away.