"This is it, then."
It's a statement, not a question. There's no use resisting their feelings. Lucius strokes Astoria's face. His smile is somewhere between loving and lusty.
"Yes, this is it."
"No going back?"
This is a question. Astoria's wide eyes meet his.
"Of course not."
She knows it's wrong to want him, and she doesn't know why she wanted him in the first place. But as his fingers trace the lacing of her dress, she feels it. That ache, that yearning. There really is no going back. There are no morals in the land between heaven and hell. There is no question of if, but when. She can feel his blood pounding and his lips tracing over her exposed shoulders and back. He turns her around, not quite gently, but not harshly and the gown falls to the ground. His eyes drink her in and their lips meet. They hardly make it to the bed.
"Say you love me," he moans. His breathing is ragged and before she can say anything, his mouth claims hers. She kisses him back greedily. His lips trail down her neck. "Say it…"
It's a guttural sound at first.
"I—" She gasps.
"Say it."
"I… I love…"
"Say it. Say you love me." He's pleading with her. His eyes are begging, his tone is… He pulls away and looks at her. She begins to cry.
"I love you."
He needs her more than she needs him and Astoria doesn't know why. All she knows is that she loves him and in saying it out loud, she has crossed some forbidden line.
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to JK Rowling. "The Point of No Return" belongs to Andrew Lloyd Webber and is from "The Phantom of the Opera".