"Ominis…" The girl breathes, hands gripping the grassy wall of the small alcove by the road that they found, seeking purchase for stability as she forces her taut body to relax. "People… People will see…"
Rough, slightly wand-calloused fingers circle her clit lightly from under her long skirt, and Rosalie keens at the friction. The pressure has her seeing stars.
"Oh, so now you care about what they think." Her boyfriend chuckles almost nastily, his fingers tightly digging into her hips. "You were not too keen on subtlety when you were begging me to fuck you earlier."
He thrusts into her like he disapproves, and Rosalie whimpers. He covers her mouth with his left hand, muffling the needy noises that were escaping her throat, while the right one rips apart every piece of clothing he can find on her body. She is too mindless to notice or to form a coherent thought when he manages to find the spot in her cunt that made her eyes roll back. She clenches at the sensation, and his pace stutters.
He swears underneath his breath, saying, "You like this, yeah?"
His hot breath tickles her throat, groaning when he reaches over to grab a handful of her breasts, her nipples hardening under his touch. He feels her swallow when he nips her shoulder, pinching her nipples at her lack of response, and she whines pathetically.
He quickly lets his member out from inside his pants, letting it out from the tight and painful prison it raged against. His large hands spread her open, her arousal dripping on her inner thighs. With a rough movement, he shuffles her around and lines her entrance to his cock and pulling her down in a single motion, eliciting almost a scream between them.
In time, they find a rhythm.
"Is that what you wanted?" He asks breathlessly against her neck.
Rosalie pushes her hips back as her answer, bottoming out on his cock. Ominis bites his lip, suppressing a moan at how her warm walls squeeze him, the sensation spreading across his lower abdomen. He twitches inside her, and pride unfurls in her chest at how she can turn this stoic man into a panting mess.
"Merlin, Rosalie." He moans, slipping on a syllable or other. His tall frame leans over her as he shoves his heavy cock through her wet, warm slit. "You're such a fucking distraction."
Affection warms his chest as she lets out a giggle. He knows she means to tease him, but it is hardly effective as her breath is let out on stockings, timed by his frantic fucking. He loves her, he loves her so fucking much, that, whenever it hits him, it makes his knees go weak.
"It wasn't like you were paying much attention to your book in the first place." She retorts.
Rosalie hazily recalls their abandoned picnic in the forest that they abandoned moments ago. She wonders if any creatures have got into the food that she prepared for them or if some highwayman stole the potions which she left at her travel bag near the clearing.
They had been enjoying the springtime weather together, seizing the last few days before school ends, that Ominis returns to Yorkshire for the first time in years and she travels to the continent with her family for the social events around Europe. Suddenly, the realisation that she would spend three whole months away from her boyfriend hit her straight like a train.
In response, the girl sat down next to the blond wizard, who was reading a book with his wand under a large tree. She began cooing and invading his personal space, touching him all over.
"What are you doing?" He asked, miffed more than annoyed at her disposition.
"Nothing…" She said, smiling.
He pressed her further, and she ended up explaining that she would miss him over the summer. As she spoke, she noticed that Ominis had not really considered it before, and it is only then coming to him.
He pulls her up and casts Revelio, searching for a cave or nook out of sight from the road. As soon as he finds it, he begins to ravish her like a starved man.
Rosalie is pulled from her reverie as his cock head hits the soft spot inside of her, pushing all her thoughts out her ear, making her mind go blank. Her cunt feels stuffed as his cock continues to drag along her soaking walls, and she envelops him further when she arches her spine. Clutching at the lush wall in front of her, he grunts roughly against her ear.
"You are too pretty to be ignored." He states, his words low and saccharine.
"Please, Ominis…" She cries, the knot in her abdomen tightening. "It's too deep, I'm so full."
"But you are taking it so well." He tuts tenderly, her arousal covering his fingers, as he thrusts into her, hitting areas in her cunt that make him feel impossibly deeper. "Are you going to cum for me?"
"Yes!" She answers, moaning, the desperation for release clawing at her tensed body. "Please, let me cum."
Rosalie feels his smirk on her shoulder as he complies, fucking her with borderline malicious intent, his thrusts picking up a pace that is faster and rougher as he aims for her release. Her body jolts and she sob as the tension in her breaks, her vision going white at the pleasure.
She shudders in his arms, her pussy milking his cock. He thrusts feverishly inside of her, stretching her even more, her cum making her cunt squelch obscenely.
Ominis pushes his cock further, grabbing her hips until he spills his cum inside her, breathless.
Both of them stand in the darkness, breathing hard. She looks at him, his eyes are closed and his breathing is frantic, and she smile. His heart flutters.
"Shall we get you cleaned up?" He offered, timid. "I am sorry for ruining your clothes."
Ah. Her boyfriend is just like that, something takes over him and unleashes his deepest desires, and then he thinks that he has overstepped and has something to be sorry about.
She chuckles and kisses his flushed cheek. "That is alright, it is nothing that a few spells cannot fix."
Ominis feels a rush of her magic around him, probably her wiping something that he cannot see from his own uniform.
"Thank you…" He said.
Rosalie laces her fingers on his and leads him out of the cave. "I love you, and I will miss you."
He smiled. "I will miss you, too."
