RL ch 3
Thanks for all your lovely comments! A v. short ending I'm afraid. I was running out of inspiration with this one…but thanks for sticking with it!
He can feel the shape of her smile on his bare skin. 'Why are you smiling?'
'If that was you being rusty at making love, I'm seriously looking forward to doing it once you've had more…practice', she chuckles.
He blushes. 'Thanks', he says softly.
'My pleasure', she retorts laughingly.
He lifts her face to his, marvelling in the softness of her skin, his body still tingling with the tremors of their shared intimacy. Eight years…he'd forgotten what it felt like. But he won't ever forget how he felt when he made her his, when she made him hers, earlier that evening.
'You make me complete', he whispers.
She grows serious. 'You make me complete too', she says with a catch in her voice.
He strokes her cheek with his fingers, and lowers his mouth to hers in a deep long kiss which rewakens his desire for her. 'So. When are we doing it?', he asks.
She gets hold of him, delighting in his gasp of pleasure. 'Pretty soon, I'd say. Judging by the state of you'.
He stills her hand. 'I didn't mean that. I meant getting married.'
'Oh. That', she teases him mischeviously. 'Yes. I did propose after all. Well…'
'As soon as possible?'
'OK.'
'Just like that?'
'Harry…I love you. You love me. We can't imagine our lives without each other…so why not just like that?'
In one smooth move he rolls over on top of her and fuse himself with her. 'Why not indeed…', he whispers shakily. 'Why not indeed….Now, about practicing…'
THE END