Keeping his arms securely around her, he led her across the room so he could put some music on. “Dance?”

Resting his chin on her head, he gently swayed with her. “You got here in the end, that’s all that matters.”

That’s all he wanted to hear. He’s tenderly tugging her into him.

There’s that maybe again.

Maybe?

and her family seems to approve of him, but he knows that doesn’t matter to her.

not to mention the fact that she’s who he’s got feelings for.

Those giggling girly girls are fun, for a night, but they’ve got nothing on her.

The best he’s ever had . .

That’s why he’d never said anything, he knew how difficult her family could be; and they’d all had their futures to focus on. Going a little deeper, he trailed his fingers down her legs before gently bringing her legs around his waist.

Nodding, he slid the tip of his cock inside her with a soft groan. “I’ve wanted you since graduation, pans.”

“why would it be bad? I’ve been trying to get your attention for a year now.” He pointed out, before he dragged her down the bed a little and lined himself up between her legs.

He didn’t care what caused them, as far as he was concerned, they all made her who she was today; and he loved who she was. Stopping at the scar on her hip, he kissed it tenderly and then moved back up her body. “Do you want me?”

“One day you will, I’m sure of it.” He whispered, trailing kisses down her body as he continued tracing the shapes of her scars.

“You don’t have to say it back.” He reassured her, as he rolled them over and trailed his fingers over her various scars. “I still want to bed you.”

“Consider this a first then.” He hummed, as he left a few kisses on her shoulder and carefully removed his boxers.

He knew he was slowly melting the ice around her heart, and he was determined to continue doing so. Settling his arms around her back, he held her against him as he began kissing along her jaw and down her neck. “Has anyone ever told you they love you?”

He couldn’t help the smirk that formed when he heard the noise of enjoyment leaving her lips, and it encouraged him to kiss her harder. Removing his trousers before he settled himself into her pillows and tugged her onto his lap so she could feel that he wanted her.

Setting his wand aside as she dragged him down to her, he took a moment to take in the sight of her and then he smiled. Fingers delicately tracing the moon shaped scar on her shoulder before he hungrily returned her kiss. He had plenty of scars of his own, but not of them were visible.

Advancing towards her bed, he began to loosen the tie he’d been forced to wear. “I guarantee I won’t.” He whispered, lighting one of the candles with his wand so he could get a look at her.

Downing his drink, and another, in two gulps; he snuck off to her room because he knew without a doubt that she would be waiting for him.

he had every reason to be full of himself, he knew he would wear her down by taunting her. “I’ll expect you in your birthday suit.” he called after her with a smirk on his face.

“and astoria the night before.” he added, knowing it would bother her enough to want revenge.

Narrowing his eyes when she blew the smoke in his face, but he remained smug. “You know he bedded millicent last night, right?”

“playing hard to get only makes me want you more.” he responded obnoxiously as his lips hovered near her ear from behind her.

“you love us, baby.”

“what’s the problem, baby? you know you want me.”

this is what he’s been saying.

must be a fake desert cause he’s positive he heard waves crashing.

she most certainly did, he can practically hear how wet she is from here.

He knew she wouldn’t be contain her excitement.

announcing his arrival with no more than an obnoxious smirk.

𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 #𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑔𝓁𝑜𝓌.