A/N: I debated on making everyone wait just a little bit longer for this chapter, but I'm too excited about it to hold back! I hope it surpasses all of your expectations! I've had it written for over a month now and couldn't wait to get to this part of the story. Don't worry, there's still a lot more to come!

I'm really excited to hear what you all think of this chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Harry Potter. Or Phantom of the Opera.

WARNING: Sexual content in this chapter.

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Hermione Weasley was very unsure of this. Rose had warned her beforehand that the wedding was going to take place at the Manor. The two of them had quite a lengthy discussion about it the day she'd torn up Hermione's wedding plans.

Even though she still wasn't thrilled about the idea, she respected her daughter's choice and the motives behind it. Being unable to speak her feelings, Rose showed them through her actions; taking Scorpius to meet his favorite author, going to visit him at his home, inviting him to stay the night with her, and now a lot of the wedding plans were, in a her way, a gift to him.

They were on the second floor in a smaller bedroom (that is, smaller than Scorpius's while still being much larger than an average bedroom). Rose, her bridesmaids, her mother, and Astoria were all crowded in, changing into their gowns, doing their hair and make-up.

Rose was the most calm and collected of all the girls in the room. She sat, fully dressed, with her hair falling in long ringlets down almost to her waist, the tiara on her head was in place as was the veil that reached the length of her fingertips when she stood up with her arms at her sides. Now, however, her hands were clasped in her lap. She smiled timidly at her own reflection in the mirror before her, glad she made the decision of only the lightest bit of make-up; eyeliner, mascara, and lipstick.

Behind her everyone was loud and chaotic. Lily was squealing about how beautiful everyone looked, her mother and Astoria were taking it in turns to burst into tears, Roxy was worriedly putting her hands on her very slight baby-bump (Rose could tell that she was hoping nobody would notice it as Rose was still the only person who knew Roxanne was pregnant), Lucy and Norah were trying to get everyone else to sit still long enough for them to do their make-up, Leila and Dominique were arguing about the possibility of this law being over-turned before Dom's wedding as there had been some progress in that direction recently.

The bouquet of flowers that were magically suspended in the air beside her ("So they won't get crushed!" as Astoria had said) was composed of lily of the valley and ivy. The lily of the valley blossoms had been charmed silver and Rose had wanted them in her wedding because they symbolized purity, sweetness, and were said to bring luck in love. The ivy had been charmed red and was chosen by Rose because it was supposed to represent fidelity, wedded love, and friendship. She wondered if changing the color changed the symbolism of her chosen bouquet but wasn't too worried about it.

There was a timid knock on the door and everyone scurried to hide Rose from view just in case it was Scorpius. "Come in," called Astoria.

Ronald Weasley poked his head into the room. "I'm supposed to come and tell you ladies that you have about fifteen minutes," he warned before backing out of the room quickly, as if too much concentrated estrogen scared him.

The flurry around Rose multiplied exponentially as everyone did last minute touch-ups and fretted over their hair. Rose rolled her eyes as she steeled herself. All of her previous fears were still firmly in place. She was still terrified of married life, of being married to Scorpius. She still didn't really want to go through with this. Ideally, if she could, she would put a stop to this waiting and do things properly; date Scorpius for a while, fall in love with him, and then marry him.

However, all of her worries and fears seemed worth it now. When she stood, everyone ceased talking and gazed at her. The one-inch strappy white heels on her feet made it so that she was only slightly taller than normal, but her presence in the room seemed to diminish everyone else's.

"I just wanted to thank all of you for being a part of this day with me. All of you have been so supportive and wonderful. Thank you." It was a short speech, if it could be counted as a speech at all, but for her friends and family it was enough.

After hugs from everyone, more tears from Hermione and Astoria as they clung to each other, Ron returned, cleared his throat to get their attention and said, "Astoria, Hermione, you need to take your seats now."

After they kissed Rose's cheeks a few more times, they left. "Here, Daddy," said Rose as she moved forward to brush off the shoulders of his dress robes.

"You look so beautiful, Rosie. Absolutely stunning. Not even your mother on our wedding day could hold a candle to you, and before this moment she was the most beautiful bride I've ever seen."

Rose grinned at him before tucking her hand into the crook of his elbow. "Lucy, you go first," said Rose. Lucy was to go first, then Dominique, Leila, Lily, Norah, and Roxanne as the maid of honor. Once they were all properly lined up, the music started. Scorpius's groomsmen were in the room next to the one Rose was in, so as Lucy exited the room, James met her just outside the door and they went down the staircase together.

Next was Dominique and Hugo. Then Leila and Louis. Lily and Albus. Norah and Liam. Finally, Roxanne and Teddy. Rose wasn't entirely surprised by Scorpius's choices of his groomsmen. His closest friend was Liam Jackson and his only cousin aside from Nathan was Teddy so everyone else had just been picked randomly from her side of the family.

"Our turn now," whispered Ron nervously as he shifted his weight from foot to foot.

"It's going to be fine, Dad," she whispered to herself just as much as to him. He smiled at her fondly, proud of her strength and courage through all of this. Together they went out of the room and took the stairs one at a time, descending slowly and gracefully.

When they reached the bottom of the stairs, they turned to the right and Rose's breath caught in her throat. She'd decided to get married at night and it had been the best idea she'd ever come up with. The indoor garden was dark, the glass roof made it so that stars were peaking in and the moonlight created a delicate path straight up the aisle. Those were the only lights in the room.

"Astoria charmed it so the moonlight would only spill on the aisle," her father explained in a quiet whisper.

Rose nodded. She could just barely see the outlines of some of the guests and she recalled telling Scorpius about how nervous she was about being in front of all of their friends and family reciting their vows. Had this been his idea? To keep the audience hidden from her so she wouldn't be so nervous? If so, then not only was it a very sweet gesture, but it was also working.

Everyone in the audience could see her perfectly, glowing in the moonlight as she was led up the aisle by her father. Scorpius stood before her looking like Cupid had just shot him full of arrows. She knew that he loved her, but to see it so clearly on his face made her heart skip a beat.

Rose had insisted on the tradition of having the veil cover her face all the way up the aisle. Once they reached her groom, her father took the ends of the veil very gently and peeled it back to reveal her face. Ronald kissed her on the cheek and whispered, "I'm so proud of you."

He took her hand, held it for just a moment longer than was normal, before turning and placing it in Scorpius's hand. Scorpius smiled at his soon-to-be father-in-law in a way that he hoped was reassuring. Rose took the final step, away from her father to her fiancé, and Ron turned to sit beside his wife in the audience.

The moonlight glinted off of Scorpius's blonde hair in a way that made him look almost angelic and Rose felt like she was seeing him clearly for the first time. As the Ministry official began the ceremony Rose's eyes skimmed Scorpius's face closely. His eyes looked grey in the moonlight but she knew there were specs of blue there. He had high cheek bones, a masculine jawline, and his blonde hair fell over his forehead in silky strands. He was smiling at her the whole time and when she looked at his lips she trembled as she remembered what they felt like against hers.

Scorpius couldn't believe this was actually happening. Part of him had the urge to reach down and pinch himself to make sure he was awake. This was a happiness so profound that he'd never expected to feel this way, especially because of a woman. He'd never pictured himself getting married so young. He had plans. He wanted to become an Auror and travel around the world catching the bad guys. But now all he wanted was Rose.

She looked even more beautiful than usual, which was saying something, and he was beyond relieved to see that she appeared to be very calm. There was even a small smile tugging at her lips when their eyes met.

They repeated the traditional vows, opting to not write their own, and when it was time for them to kiss, Scorpius very gently placed one hand on her waist and the other on her cheek, cupping her face. The kiss was chaste, sweet, and the moment they broke apart, lights came up, and everyone in the audience leapt to their feet in applause.

Rose paled as she realized just how many people were there. Thank Merlin someone had come up with the idea of performing the ceremony in nothing but moonlight or she probably wouldn't have been able to get any words out. She also belatedly noticed that the music had been performed by a live pianist and violinist, not from a recording.

Her husband laced their fingers together and they retreated down the aisle, their bridal party just behind them. The reception took place in the biggest ballroom, which had three strategically placed fireplaces that were so large they provided the only necessary light. The wedding flowed into the reception without a hitch.

It had been decided that since the wedding was taking place after sundown, they would only provide an assortment of finger foods, refreshments, and cake instead of an actual meal. Once all of the guests were assembled in the ballroom, the pianist and the violinist began to play a tune that Rose recognized with surprise. "Our first dance," Scorpius whispered as he led her out into the middle of the room.

Everyone stepped back, clearing the way. Alone in the center of the ballroom, Scorpius wrapped an arm around her waist, held her hand in his and began to sweep her around the floor to the music. It was the tune 'All I Ask of You' from The Phantom of the Opera. Rose knew why he chose it. Most of the lyrics to the song fit them perfectly and he was certain she would know it.

As the song played on, Rose played the lyrics in her head. '…Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime. Say the word and I will follow you. Share each day with me, each night, each morning. Say you love me...you know I do. Love me, that's all I ask of you."

He spun her around, then drew her body back to his, dipping her and pulling her back up with an effortless grace that only a Malfoy could pull off. When the song was finished, they kissed again softly and then everyone else came onto the dance floor to join in.

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After dancing until her feet hurt, Rose sat at a table with Scorpius, Albus, and Norah. Every single person in attendance at her wedding hugged her and paid their congratulations to the couple. Even the people who Rose didn't recognize at all.

Adara Garrison happened to catch Rose by herself when Scorpius had been engaged in a conversation by Rose's parents. "I've never seen him look so happy," Adara said with a nod toward Scorpius. "You two look wonderful together. I hope that he can make you as happy as you make him."

With that elusive statement hanging in the air, Adara had been dragged off by Liam, both of them knowing that this could be their last chance as two single individuals to be together, though neither would admit to their feelings for each other.

Rose noticed with pride that the decorations were perfect. Elegant silver tablecloths adorned each table, with a centerpiece that was a large red letter M. From the ceiling fell twinkling fairylights.

Both of her parents cried when they hugged her, and it was Fred who had whispered conspiratorially in her ear, "Good luck tonight!"

James was already quite tipsy and Leila had to keep a close eye on him. Louis took a turn with Rose on the dance floor, and used the moment to tell Rose that he really thought Malfoy was good for her and they would be happy together if she let herself. She privately agreed with him and when the song ended he returned to Verity.

When Rose whimpered to Scorpius that her feet were killing her and she was ready to call it a night, he gave a very tactful exit speech, thanked everyone for coming to celebrate such a special day with them, and scooped Rose up into his arms. With a loud crack! they Disapparated.

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Rose and Scorpius arrived in his bedroom. She experienced a moment of smugness that she could now Apparate in and out of any room in the Manor on her own. It evaporated almost at once as she took in the scene before her. Scorpius set her gently on her feet as he'd still been holding her.

The bed was made neatly. It was also showered with rose petals and candles floated around the room, flickering lightly. Together with the fireplace, they bathed the room in a romantic glow. Quite honestly, it was beautiful. "Sorry," Scorpius mumbled, sounding almost embarrassed, "This was all my mum's doing. I can vanish it all in just a moment," he was searching his robes for his wand.

"No," her voice was barely above a whisper as she stopped him, "I like it. If you don't mind, I'd like to freshen up just a bit?" she motioned to the bathroom.

"Take your time," Scorpius encouraged. Rose rummaged through one of her bags, grabbed a few things and disappeared into the lavatory. With shaking hands she somehow managed to get herself out of the gorgeous wedding gown she was wearing and shimmied into a pair of white lace panties and a white silk flyaway babydoll piece of lingerie that Leila had bought for her.

There were other colours that suited her better than white; red, green, blue, even black. But white was a pure colour. The colour of wedding dresses and the symbol of innocence. Moving to work on her hair, she raked a brush through it and brushed it back over her shoulders so it wouldn't hinder his view of her in this outfit.

Nervously, hoping Scorpius would appreciate her effort, she stepped back into the bedroom. He was there, of course, sweeping rose petals off of his blankets as he drew them back. Most of his clothing had been removed, but he was still wearing his trousers.

Not for the first time, Rose appreciated his physique. Her imagination began to wander. What would that magnificently sculpted chest look like hovering above her, sheen with a layer of sweat, rippling as their bodies moved together? Heat flooded her face and she was again thankful that they were friends now.

She could do this. Scorpius Malfoy was officially on the list of people who she trusted explicitly. That listed consisted of very few people; her mother, father, Hugo, Albus, James, Fred, Louis, and now Scorpius. Norah and Leila had yet to prove themselves.

Feeling her eyes on him, Scorpius turned toward her and froze. Instantly his eyes darkened with what Rose knew now to be lust. "Rose," he sighed as she moved toward the bed. They stood, facing each other, on opposite sides of the bed. "We don't have to do this tonight."

Rose frowned at him, "We have to eventually, why not tonight?"

"Because I can tell that you're not ready for it."

"I am," she argued, and in a way, she knew that she was.

"I'm talking about emotionally. You don't...you're not...bloody hell. Rose, you know that I love you. But you don't love me. Not yet. I want to wait until you're in love with me, too."

"What if...what if that never happens? Or what if it takes months?"

"Then it takes months," he said unconcernedly, "but it will happen. I plan to do everything I can to make you fall in love with me, Rose Malfoy," it was the first time she'd heard her own name.

"But what about the Ministry and-"

"Honestly, Rose, I don't give a flying fuck what the Ministry says or does about this. I am not going to make you do this. However," he couldn't tear his eyes away from her body, "there is something I would like to try, if you'll let me."

"What is it?"

"Do you trust me?" he thought he knew the answer; he hoped desperately that he knew the answer, but he had to hear it.

"Yes," there was no hesitation in her voice.

"Then lay on your back on the bed," he commanded. Rose did as she was told, despite the nervous butterflies erupting in her stomach. "Rose, love, you're going to have to open your legs just a bit wider."

With a nervous laugh, she realized that she'd been clamping her legs together tightly. After a deep breath, she let her thighs part. Scorpius had his hands sliding up and down her calves. They moved up, to her inner thighs, and spread her legs just a little more. His touch was warm, almost comforting, and he wanted to continue running his hands over her legs for the rest of the night; they were smooth and soft under his fingertips.

Then, without warning, his hands griped her behind her knees and he pulled her body down to the foot of the bed so her legs were hanging off the end but her upper body was still lying on the mattress.

Scorpius stood with his lower body between her legs as he leaned over her to kiss her. This kiss was rough but she liked it. Like their very first kiss it was hungry and she could feel his hardness against her leg. For a moment she let herself get lost in the kiss. It was just so wonderful to kiss him.

Slowly he kissed and nipped his way down her body, swirling his tongue around her belly button, as his fingers slid into the hem of her knickers and slid them down her legs. Staring up at the canopy above her head, she willed herself not to blush. She would not think about the fact that her lower body was now completely naked. She would not think about how Scorpius was now looking at her most private and intimate area.

Her body jerked when she felt a warm finger glide over her entrance. "Easy, Rose, realx," he encouraged softly, "I'm not going to hurt you."

Not being able to bring herself to speak, she just nodded. Her head snapped up when Scorpius knelt on the floor before her, making his face almost level with her sex. With a renewed shyness she realized what he meant to do. "Scorpius, you shouldn't do this. You don't have to. I mean, I know you won't be getting anything from it, and I-"

"Rose," he interrupted with a little smirk as they gazed into each other's eyes. "How could you possibly think that I wouldn't get anything out of this? I will get a lot of pleasure out of pleasuring you. I want to do this. I want to taste you. Please?"

Rose bit her bottom lip as she thought over his request and he groaned at the sight. "Alright, but don't expect much. The only time that I've ever…you know…had an orgasm was that night with you."

"Then be prepared for another wonderful experience," he gave her a cocky smirk and lowered his head. She couldn't take her eyes off of him. He dipped his blonde head down until she could feel his hot breath against her inner thigh. He kissed her there before working his way up to the apex of her thighs.

The sensations overwhelmed her when his tongue stroked along her opening. She threw her head back and arched her hips up to meet his face involuntarily. With a feeling akin to amusement, Scorpius reached up to grip her hips firmly with both of his hands. He'd been hoping to probe her with his fingers as well as his tongue, but it was obvious that she wasn't going to make any effort to restrain her own body and he would have to do it for her.

When his tongue entered her, she let out a soft cry and tried desperately to buck her hips up but found that she couldn't. Her hands moved to tangle into his blonde hair, tugging on it. His eyes glanced up into hers and he almost had an orgasm just by seeing the look of lust on her face. The ocean blue eyes he loved were like dark sapphires. The lovely red lips he loved to kiss were parted slightly as she panted, and her messy hair fell loosely around her face. There was a light blush on her face and he knew instinctively that it was from pleasure and not embarrassment.

"Touch yourself," he had removed his tongue from her to say the command. He kissed her nether lips gently, loving the way she tasted there.

"What?" Rose asked in confusion.

Not wanting to stop his assault on her lower body, he glided his hands up wordlessly to illustrate his meaning. With expert fingers, he pinched her nipple through the thin fabric of her negligée and she let out a sharp, "Oh!" of understanding and surprise.

Her hand replaced his as his retreated to continue holding her hips in place on the bed. Scorpius couldn't help but watch her writhe on the bed as she massaged her own breasts and he thrust his tongue repeatedly into her, licking and suckling as he went.

It was only a few moments before he'd brought her right to the edge. Her noises and movements were driving him crazy. He fought internally for control of himself. A darker side of him begged to remove his trousers and thrust into her with his hard and aching cock, but he resisted.

When she hit her orgasm, Scorpius almost did the same. She arched off of the bed, crying out meaningless sounds, and he slowed in his ministrations until pulling away altogether.

For several long moments, she could see nothing but stars exploding behind her eyelids. No wonder people loved sexual acts so much! That was bloody amazing. She felt almost ashamed to admit that there had been a few minutes where she'd lost control of herself completely. It was a good thing he'd been restraining her hips.

Still panting heavily, she barely noticed that Scorpius had slid up onto the bed with her. He wrapped a strong arm around her waist and pulled her against him to kiss her slightly sweaty neck. "You're beautiful," he murmured.

"Mmm, you're amazing," she replied.

"Tired?" he chuckled.

"Yes, I am. Are we going to sleep now?"

"I think we should. It's been a long day for both of us," he hauled her body up to the head of the bed and pulled the blankets over both of them.

"Thank you," she whispered sincerely, "for not pressuring me into anything and for...well...that thing you just did."

"It was, quite literally, my pleasure, Mrs. Malfoy," he loved being able to call her that now. To calm himself down, Scorpius pulled away from Rose, staying on his side of the bed and tried to think of very non-sexual thoughts. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep; he hadn't been lying when he said it had been a long day.

Rose, however, despite how sated she felt, couldn't sleep. Her mind kept reliving the events that had just taken place. Every once in a while she would glance at the sleeping form of her husband and she would smile. He really must love her.

If Rose Weasley was a weaker woman she might have been tempted to break down into tears then. Desperately she wanted to love him back, but it wasn't there yet. It was so close she could almost taste it. Deep down, something was telling her that she would love him one day, it just hadn't happened yet.

Sex. No matter how hard she tried not to think about it, it was on her mind. She'd been so anxious about this night. So worried. And she had tried so hard to be prepared! To make this good for both of them. How could she not have sex on her wedding night? It wasn't fair to Scorpius. Or herself.

Bravely, with trembling hands, she reached over to stroke his chest. It was warm, solid, and deliciously muscled. He'd shed his trousers before climbing into bed, which left him wearing only a pair of boxers. Rose pulled the blankets off of him. Perhaps it was just a bit perverted on her part to stare at the nearly naked man beside her, but she didn't care at the moment.

She scooted closer to him, remembering belatedly that she hadn't put her panties back on. But it didn't matter anyway. She threw a leg over his hips and sat up, on top of him, straddling him.

Very gently, she pulled his boxers down his legs. It was obvious that he was still asleep, but somewhere subconsciously he must have been aware of what was happening because before her eyes his limp cock hardened and grew. With a mixture of curiosity and desire, she wrapped her hand around it. It only took one strong stroke before Scorpius moaned, his hips thrusting up into her hand and he awoke.

"Rose," he moaned as he opened his eyes to gaze up at her. His hands moved up her body to rest on her ribcage, "We don't have to do this tonight."

"I want to," she protested. And she did want to. Not until that moment did she fully comprehend how much she wanted this. Her body was practically vibrating in anticipation. "Please?"

"Fuck," he groaned as he squirmed to get his boxers the rest of the way off and kick them out of the bed. How could he refuse her anything she wanted, let alone something that he wanted desperately himself?

Rose leaned forward and braced her hands on his chest as she began to lower herself onto him. As his cock entered her, she couldn't suppress the moan that escaped her. Immediately she felt self-conscious, but Scorpius was quick to assure her, "It's alright, baby, I love it when you make that sound."

She felt his member reach a barrier and couldn't help the thought run through her mind, 'That's it?' but before she could contemplate it further, Scorpius broke through that barrier with one strong thrust upward. Rose let out a soft scream that was a mixture of pain and something that felt so bloody wonderful that she didn't have a word for it, as he filled her to the hilt.

There was a terrifying moment when she wondered if perhaps he'd gone in too far and wasn't supposed to push through that barrier, but that worry left her just as quickly as it had come. She trusted Scorpius. He wouldn't hurt her.

Feeling herself stretched this much was painful but she didn't even notice the tears leaking out of her eyes until she felt his gentle hand on her cheek, brushing them away. "It'll feel better soon," he promised.

They didn't move. She could feel him inside of her. Every once in a while she would feel his waiting cock twitch and it made heat pool to her core. "Scorpius," she said in a panic, "I'm not on a potion or anything."

"No worries, love," he snatched up his wand from the bedside table and waved it over her abdomen. There was a tingling sensation as he uttered a simple incantation then he tossed the wand aside.

Rose rocked her hips forward and Scorpius let out a hiss as he was still trying to restrain himself. It was the ultimate test of his self-control. She felt so damn good; tighter, hotter, and wetter than he'd imagined she would be. This was the best thing Scorpius Malfoy had ever experienced and he wasn't going to ruin it by pounding into her like a selfish prat.

"It's okay," she told him as she moved her hands to grip his shoulders, realizing with a sting of guilt that she'd left half-moon marks on his chest from her fingernails. "You feel wonderful, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Scorpius rolled his hips up, knowing that his pelvis would hit her in just the right spot. When it did, he was rewarded by feeling her muscles clenching around him and her body shuddered. They started out slow, both moving gently against each other. Rose tried to follow his lead, trusting him to know what he was doing, and Scorpius tried to keep it at a pace she would be comfortable with.

Thankful that this wasn't frenzied or rushed at first, Rose let herself revel in the new sensations bombarding her. She laid her upper body down onto his, resting her head on his shoulder, breathing heavily into his ear. This slightly different position felt just as good as the first, if not better.

His hands moved to grip her bottom as she began to rock faster. Scorpius fisted a hand into her hair and brought her mouth up to meet his. With a groan, his tongue thrust into her mouth in the same rhythm as his cock was thrusting into a more sensitive part of her.

"Scorpius," his name was a delicious combination of a whisper, a moan, and a prayer. That did it. That was the moment he let his senses take over his reasoning ability. With strength and agility he'd never shown her before, he flipped them around so he was on top.

He gripped her lingerie and tore it down the front, tugging the shredded garment off of her body, and throwing it aside. It was the first time he'd seen her entirely naked. With a deep growl he somehow managed to plunge even deeper into her as he bent his head down to take a nipple into his mouth.

Rose couldn't help the screams of pleasure that slipped from her lips, nor did he want her to stifle them. His arm wrapped around her thigh, hitching her leg up higher on his hip, his fingertips trailed over the smooth skin of her leg, caressing her so sweetly and gently as the rest of him claimed her with heated intensity.

"Oh, Scorpius," she was arching her body up into his and she didn't have to say it for him to know that she was loving everything he was doing. And if she loved it, he wasn't about to stop. That was until she whispered those simple words that sent him over the edge, "I want to feel you cum inside of me."

The orgasm that rippled through him was the most intense he'd ever felt. Rose got her wish. She felt the hot liquid spill inside of her and it was so erotic and wonderful that her orgasm followed his almost immediately.

As he collapsed on top of her, she couldn't help but smile. That had been so much better than she ever thought it could be. It hadn't hurt very badly, he was very good at it, and obviously she'd been as well. The effect she'd had on him was obvious. "I love you," he told her roughly as he kissed along her jaw, up her ear, back down to her lips.

They snogged heatedly for a while longer before the newly wed couple snuggled up together and fell asleep, naked, their bodies entwined as one.

...

When Rose awoke, it wasn't as she had expected. There was no sunlight pouring in through the large arch windows, and the room was still hot and scented with their previous lovemaking.

It took her a few groggy moments to realize that the reason she'd woken up was because Scorpius was ready for round two. She was lying with her back against his chest, curled up on her side. His arm was around her, massaging her breast gently.

His other hand was between her knees and sliding up, up, up. Rose let out a soft moan, stretching her arms back to wrap around his neck. He bent his head down to kiss her neck, sucking on the sensitive area.

The hand between her thighs lifted her leg enough for him to be able to slide his hips up and press his hard length against her. Of course he would always wait for her permission before entering her and he didn't have to wait long before he heard her sweet voice rasp, "Scorpius, what are you waiting for? Take me again."

This time he entered her in an agonizingly slow move, letting her savor every moment of it. When he was finally buried deeply inside of her, she let out a contented sigh, feeling like she was complete in a way that she had previously been lacking.

As he moved inside of her, she knew that life didn't get any better than this.