When Annie woke, she expected to be cold. It was the middle of winter and she had forgotten to leave the fire running in the hearth. And yet when she awoke to the dim light of the sunrise, she was warm. It felt like a cozy blanket had been draped over her. She sighed happily and snuggled in deeper.

Only to find that the blanket wasn't soft fabric but the hard, toned skin of a sleeping man.

Her eyes shot open just as her memories from the previous night returned to her. Elio was sleeping with his arms wrapped tightly around her waist, her body pressed into his chest (his very muscular chest, she might add), and his mouth slightly opened. She wanted to giggle at how messy his hair looked. He was quite cute in the mornings, though, to be fair, he was cute all of the time. There was a reason almost every girl couldn't take their eyes off him. He had this uncanny ability to draw you in, whether that was with his dashing good looks or his charming personality. Even the older women in the room couldn't take their eyes off of him when he was there. It was like he was their knight in shining armor, ready to whisk them away to a life of pure fantasy.

No. He wasn't their knight in shining armor. He was hers.

I am so damn in love with you that even one second holding you feels like a gift I am wholly unworthy of. He had just spent a night holding her and yet she was the one who felt like she had been given a gift. Whatever issues we face, I will face them with you. I will stand beside you through heaven and hell because I. Love. You. I love you, Annie, and I can only hope to one day be worthy of your love in return.

A pang had echoed in her heart when he whispered those words into her ear. A million other things had echoed in her body when his mouth descended onto her core. It was no secret that Annie'd had no experience and yet she somehow knew that what he did to her was amazing. The way he licked, stroked, and sucked on the most intimate part of her body had her heating even now.

"Annie," Elio mumbled before beginning to lightly snore. It was adorable. Why was there a part of her that wanted this every day? Was she going crazy? She'd known him for three days and yet she was already debating on keeping him for a lifetime.

She smiled to herself and snuggled deeper into his chest, reveling in the way his arm seemed to subconsciously tighten around her in his sleep. Well, that was until the weight made her bladder burn with the need to pee, a need she hadn't even noticed until now.

Annie attempted to wriggle out of his grip but it was no use. His arm was tightly wound around her and there was no getting out of it. Elio was strong, even when unconscious. She tried to lift it off but it didn't even budge an inch.

"Elio," she said but he just continued to snore. "Elio!"

Nothing.

She huffed with annoyance until an idea popped into her head, one that made the corners of her lips turn upward.

Annie shimmied up so she was face to face with him before laying a soft kiss on his lips. There. That'll interrupt his snoring and wake him—

Except she wasn't planning on Elio suddenly turning them so she was underneath him, pressed underneath his body as his mouth moved against hers with a hungry passion.

"Mmm," he moaned in between kisses. The sound made shivers tingle down her spine as a familiar warmth returned to her body. Annie didn't even realize her body was moving against his until she felt him move back, his hard member hitting the same spot that drove her crazy last night. "Good morning, topolina. This was quite a way to wake up."

Annie moaned as Elio thrust into her. Merlin, it felt so good. The feelings he brought out of her made her wild for more, turning her brain into a pile of mush that only wanted him more. "E-Elio."

He chuckled. The sound was hoarse from sleep and yet it was somehow sexier. The vibrations of it traveled to her core. "Yes, my love? Is there something I can help you with?" he teased as he began to kiss her neck, occasionally biting and sucking as she lay helpless to the feelings that overcame her.

"G-green. I need more. Please." Who was this girl? She wasn't the girl who begged, the girl who asked for more. She was barely even the girl who talked and yet Elio brought out someone inside of her she hadn't even known was there.

"Well, I can't deny my baby, now can I?" He pressed harder into her and she arched against him.

"No," she moaned.

"I have to take care of my girl, don't I?"

"Yes, sir."

"Fuck, I love that," he growled. Elio trailed kisses down her chest until he reached where her nightgown began. Annie was so aroused that her nipples were pebbled through the fabric. Elio smirked down at them before kissing them through the thin material.

Annie whined in frustration before pushing him off and pulling the nightgown over her head before she could even think. But when Elio froze, all of her insecurities began flooding through her head. I'm not as pretty as the other girls. I'm not as pretty as Mummy. I'm not as good as the ones he's seen. I'm not good enough.

She crossed her arms over her chest and reached for the sheets but Elio's hands quickly stopped her. "No!" he said in a breathless voice.

Annie tried to squirm out of his hold. "No, I shouldn't have—"

"You very much should have." His eyes flashed up to hers before they softened. "Annie, do you not know how incredible you look right now?" She shook her head. "Your body is incredible."

"Then why didn't you say anything?" Her voice sounded quiet and small, such a stark contrast to the girl who was pleading for more only a few seconds ago.

"Because I was in fucking awe. My god, there's a fucking angel in front of me—of course I'm speechless! Because there were no words that could adequately describe how beautiful I think you are. I just wanted to take all of you in before I let myself be consumed by you."

She blushed and shifted her weight, leaning toward him for comfort. He's my comfort, she thought. How strange. How strange it is to have someone that is mine.

"I think it is you that did the consuming." Her face turned red as she thought back to last night.

Elio laughed. "And I'm so happy I did. In fact, let me do it again now so the taste of you can remain on my lips all day."

Within seconds, his mouth had descended onto her clit before it moved downward, stroking her tenderly with his tongue. Annie's hands flew to his hair, where she pulled on the strands and made it even messier than before. "More!" she cried out. "I need more."

The feeling of him humming in agreement shot sparks up and down her body. Annie wondered if she might combust right there on the bed.

"As you wish, my love." He kissed her pussy. "My darling." Then her stomach. "My little mouse." Her breasts. "My Annie." And finally, her lips. Elio's lips moved against hers to the same rhythm as the finger that entered her, his tongue curling every time his digit did.

Annie gasped into his mouth when he pushed a second finger inside. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders for strength as Elio moved in and out of her with relative ease.

"I love it when you make those little fucking noises." He smirked and kissed her again. "Let me hear them. Let the whole damn house hear them."

"E-Elio, I c-can't... it's too much..." Her brain was beginning to go fuzzy as her toes curled. The control she worked so hard to keep was slipping away as Elio played her like a piano, his fingers creating a symphony of her body.

"Yes, you fucking can, Annie, and you will. You're going to come all over my fingers and then I'm going to clean you up and hold you in my arms and we're going to do this every damn day for the rest of our lives. You can do it, baby, because I'm here and I will not stop until I milk every ounce of pleasure out of you."

"Oh my god, Elio—"

"Don't speak his name. It's just you and me, baby. This is about us." He kissed her again softly before pulling back and looking into her eyes. Oceans. They were beautiful. "Come for me, topolina. Come for me again and again."

And she did. She let the stars consume her until her brain was nothing but mush and her body was tingling from pleasure.

When she finally came down, Annie noticed that Elio had once again cleaned her up and pulled her naked body to his chest, spooning her from behind. She smiled softly. "Do you do this with all of your partners or am I getting special treatment?"

He snorted before kissing her cheek. "Definitely not. I've never cuddled anyone before and I've certainly never cleaned someone up after eating them out because I've never eaten anyone out before."

"Why not?"

"Because I've never cared about anyone enough to."

Her heart fluttered from inside her chest. "Really?"

Elio grinned. "Really. I told you I love you. I meant it."

Annie wriggled in his grip until she was facing his chest. The oceans were staring down at her with a fondness she had recognized in them before. "How do you love me? You hardly know me."

"If that were true, then how would I know that you have twelve freckles on your nose? How would I know that you smell like warm vanilla on a winter's day or that you bite your lip whenever you're nervous? How would I know that you're left-handed or that your right eyebrow goes down just a bit further than your left one when you frown?"

She bit her lip before frowning, which just made his smile widen. "Anyone who is observant could notice those things."

"True. But if that were just the case, then my heart wouldn't clench every time you smile at me or when the little spots of grey in your eyes twinkle. And I wouldn't be climbing damn walls or cuddling in bed, that's for sure." He smiled and kissed her lips gently. "I love you, Annie. Just accept it because I'm not going away until you force me."

"And if I don't force you?" she whispered.

Elio placed his forehead on hers and smiled. "Then I'm yours. For forever and then some."

"I think I'll keep you then."

"Thank Merlin," he replied with a soft chuckle. "You were making me sweat here, little mouse."

"Payback. For making me sweat earlier."

He laughed loudly before nuzzling into her more. Annie liked this version of her that came out whenever he was near. She felt funny. She felt interesting. She felt important. She felt loved. And, to be honest, she felt pleasure too.

"Elio!" she gasped breathlessly. Both of them stiffened as he tightened his hold on her body, looking around the room as if there was something to protect her from. "That's the second time you've..." But she trailed off as a blush overtook her cheeks.

He grinned. "Made you come?"

"Yeah. But you haven't..."

His eyebrow quirked. "I haven't come?" She nodded. "I don't need to, cara mia. Well, I will but I can take care of that with one hand and ten minutes. I can do it later, though."

"What if you didn't?"

Elio frowned. "Then my balls would be killing me and—"

"I meant what if you didn't later?"

His eyes widened. "You mean...?"

She licked her lips as her eyes ventured down his naked chest to the hem of his pajamas. A significant bulge could be seen even through the dark blue fabric. A million thoughts ran through Annie's head at the sight of it, all of them terribly naughty. "I mean I want to watch you," she whispered before bringing her eyes back up to his.

Elio's eyes darkened. "Your wish is my command."

He quickly stripped out of his pajama pants and boxers, one hand wrapping around an extremely large shaft. Part of Annie was salivating at the sight of him—of his large cock, his toned legs, and the deep v-lines on his lower body that led down to both—but the other part had no idea how it was going to fit inside of her. Still, she couldn't help the desire that rode up inside of her as he began to firmly stroke himself up and down.

"Fuck, Annie. You look sexy as hell like that," he groaned, his eyes raking up and down on her body where the sheets were half wrapped around her exposed body, one breast perkily pointing toward him like a beacon while her hair fanned out around her head. "I can't believe you're all mine."

His fist pumped up and down. It wasn't long before he began to thrust into his hand, his eyes staying locked on her while she parted her lips. Annie's hand trailed downward to her core where she faintly stroked along to his movements. It was odd, though. She felt more pleasure watching him slowly come apart than from touching herself so she stopped and just focused on him. Her breaths quickened as his did, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as Elio chased his own release.

"I'm c-close," he stuttered.

And then Annie did something that surprised both of them. She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around his cock just as Elio cried out, "Holy shit, Annie!" He thrust into her mouth only once before he twitched and stream after stream of hot, salty cum entered her mouth. She kept her eyes locked on his and swallowed every drop, licking the tip to clean him off before pulling back.

Elio smirked in between his panting breaths. "Oh my god, baby. You are the hottest woman I've ever met. I can't believe you just did that."

"I can't either." She blushed and let her hair curtain around her face but Elio just pushed it behind her ear again.

He grinned when her eyes locked back with his. "Please feel free to do that whenever you want because bloody hell, topolina. I don't think I've ever come that hard in my life."

The corners of her lips turned up slightly. "Must be the change in scenery."

His eyes lingered on her breasts. "I would agree." Annie laughed and he smiled in return. Strings inside of her chest tugged when as she looked at him. He was standing there with his hair pulled in all different directions and a body that made her melt. He was beautiful. "Have I ever told you that I love your laugh?"

"Once or twice," she echoed.

Elio bit back a grin before leaning forward and kissing her. "Have I ever told you that I thoroughly enjoy not wearing clothes around you? Perhaps we can save some money and not own any at all."

We. She liked the sound of that word on his lips. We. Us. Together. Annie just blushed. "I don't think the other guests would appreciate that."

"Fuck," he growled, his eyes darkening as he leaned forward to bite her lip possessively. A strong arm wrapped around Annie's waist. "They would appreciate that too much. You're going to be wearing nothing but turtlenecks and long skirts for the rest of your days."

Annie looked down at her body, where she noticed the many red marks littering her skin. She just laughed. "I think I might have to anyway."

Elio grinned before turning around to show her the many red scratch marks she left on his back and shoulders. "Me too, my little mouse. At least we'll be matching."

The two of them cuddled for what felt like hours before Annie sighed. "I suppose I should prepare to depart. My brother will be here any moment and I like my boyfriends alive."

"Boyfriends?" Elio questioned. "Should I be concerned that I will have to fight for your hand soon?"

"No." She kissed his cheek. "You've already won."

He smirked and pulled her closer. "In that case, I'll take my prize, fair maiden." She kissed him gently. Elio groaned when she pulled back. "Don't leave. I beg you."

Annie rolled her eyes and began to dress. Elio quickly followed suit. "You can see me on Saturday at the Parkinson ball."

"That's too far away!" he exclaimed.

"It's Monday!" she returned with a laugh. "You cannot wait five days?"

"No," he said without hesitation. "I don't want any days without you."

Annie sighed, wracking her brain for any ideas because, to be honest, she didn't want to go five days without seeing him. What if he forgot about her? What if his love fizzled away as quickly as it came? She was being unreasonable, she was sure, but it was hard to not have doubts when she'd never felt like this before. Everything was so new, so fresh, and so exciting. She just wanted to run head first to the finish as long as he was standing at the other side.

"Friday?" she asked when an idea finally came to his head. "It's still four days but—"

"I'll take it," Elio said quickly.

She smiled. "My uncle is going to be out of town. Perhaps we can go to his home to meet without my parents knowing..."

"Perfect," he said with a kiss. "It's a date. I look forward to it, my Annie."

"12 Grimmauld Place. Seven o'clock."

He cupped her cheek to stare into her eyes one last time before pulling back with longing in his eyes. "Alla prossima, mia topolina," he purred.

"Alla prossima, Elio," she said before blowing him a kiss that he grabbed and held to his heart. With a wave, he was gone, leaving Annie with nothing but the taste of him on her lips and the desperate wish it was Friday already.

Ooooh, what do you guys think? I love Elio and Annie so much and I look forward to drawing in more characters from my other stories/the HP universe soon! Thanks for all your comments as I adore reading them. Have a good week my luvs! xx