He sighed, “All right then.” He reached out in front of him and opened the door, pulling Lily along with him as he stepped out and let it shut behind him. He set off down the stairwell waiting for one of the moving sets to come rest before them. He smirked and turned his head to look at her. “There are people who would place good galleons to see that fight. Of course I would put my money on you, with a little tutoring from myself, just in case she tries to throw any unsavory hexes at you.”

Trying to contain a snort, she turned to him and arched her brow incredulously, “Bellatrix Black couldn’t beat me if she tried,” she said confidently, “She’s all talk and no action, the worst she could do is petrify me and throw me in the mud again,” she grumbled, reaching up to awkwardly rub her arm at the thought, “She hung me in the air when I tried to run but….someone..saved me,” she uttered, not wanting to mention that it was James who’d come along and scared Bella off.

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“There’s also Lucius, and Bella for you to worry about. That could easily turn into a bit of a duel if either of them try to go after you and Cobalt is still in the common room. I’m sure Bartley will try to attach himself to me as well… That is, if we run into any of them.” He closed the distance between them and slung an arm about her waist. “I don’t mind you coming with me if you consider that, they’ve been teasing me about you being my paramour for months now. I just haven’t told them yet.”

“Bellatrix doesn’t scare me,” she hissed, wrapping her arm back around his waist. “Lucius was civil to me last time we talked, and I don’t think Cobalt would hurt me,” she sighed, “So, yes, I’m going. If Bellatrix starts anything, I’ll put her through a wall,” she said confidently, a smug grin pulling at her lip.

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He smirked at her little display, and bent his head to kiss her prized mark. He grabbed her offered hand and laced his fingers through hers and smirked. “I think we shall, since you seem so intent on it.” He raised his free hand to cup her cheek, and ran his thumb over the delicate bone beneath her skin. A slight smirk graced his lips. “Class is probably the best option, but I don’t have any of my books. All the papers I have due are in my room.”

“Want me to go with you?” she asked suddenly, eyes a bit wide, “I’m not afraid of any Slytherins, I’ve spoken to Amycus, he’s nothing to be afraid of,” she mused, pulling him towards the door, turning to give him an expectant look, “Unless you don’t want me to? That’s fine too..I don’t want to..invade privacy or anything,” she muttered, shifting uncomfortably.

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He grunted when she said that, lacking a response that would come out as callous to her, despite him meaning otherwise. He rolled over on his stomach and reached out across the bed for his shirt before he felt her lips trail kissed down the sensitive flesh on his back. He arched his back up, and closer to the small spots of warmth she left as she moved above him. A small part of his brain warning him to throw her off, but the caring gesture overrode the reaction. He tilted his head forward as she kissed his neck and let out a content sigh. He felt her weight leave his back as he reached out and grabbed his shirt, kneeling to button it up on the bed. He grabbed his boxers from the foot of the bed and pulled them up around his waist as he stood up. He walked over to Lily and pulled his pants on, one leg at a time. “I don’t have any reason not to. I’m sure the marauders are in the great hall, stuffing there faces.”

Offering her arm once he’d gotten his pants on, “Shall we?” she grinned, brushing her hair behind her ear, purposely exposing her neck. “Are we gonna skip the great hall? I’m sure breakfast is almost over, maybe we should just head to class,” she hummed, furrowing her brow with indecision.

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He lifted his hand from the bed and placed it on her chin to turn her head to the side. “I have a feeling that the one you left is going to be much larger than mine. There was a gratuitous use of teeth on your end. I was unprepared for it.” He dropped his hand from her face and placed them on her hips, becoming flustered when he realized there was a fully clothed Lily on his lap and he was still naked. He lowered his eyes from her face, feeling oddly vulnerable. It was rather unpleasant. “I would rather stay here, but we do have classes sometime in the near future.” He arched and eye brow and tightened his hands on her waist, “How do you propose I get dressed when I have a lap full of Gryffindor. It seems to be your new favorite spot to sit as well.”

Pouting, she slid from his lap, sitting comfortably on the bed beside him. “Your laps just cozy,” she shrugged, “Even more so when you’re naked.” Reaching around, she tried to straighten out the pillows as though it mattered before giving up and snaking her fingers through her hair instead, trying to tame the mess it had become. Turning to watch him as he moved towards the edge of the bed, she crawled up behind him one last time, running her lips over the marks on his upper back before placing one final kiss on the back of his neck. Hopping up, she headed for the chairs to grab her charms book and turned to give him a curious stare. “Should we walk out of here together?” she smirked, arching an eyebrow, clearly entertained by the idea of them walking out arm in arm with matching purple spots.

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He felt her move his hands to palm the full globes of her breasts and let out a shaky breath, he slowly opened his eyes as he watched her graze his skin with her hands. He rubbed them once more before moving his fingers over her pert nipples and pinching them. It was amazing that he was able to put that little expression of pleasure on her face.

His breath hitched as he felt clench around him and he moan out, “Always perfect. To me, Lily.” He pressed his fingers harder around her nipples as he bucked up into her. She was something he never though he’d have. Now she was like some beautiful, angelic red-haired vixen riding him closer and closer to the edge.

Leaning forward, Lily wrapped her arms about his neck, pressing her hips down onto his and holding her position, nipping at his neck where she had been before, letting him get deeper and deeper. Pulling back, she bit her own lip a moment, trying to stop herself from calling out, but it got more and more difficult. Burying her face into his neck, she let out a series of pants and moans against him, feeling herself grow closer and closer.

“S-s-sev, please, I’m gonna…,” she managed before she felt herself close down around him like a vice, her muscles spasming as he moved. She felt herself tense up, fighting to gain control, biting into his neck to stop herself from moaning out any louder, every thrust like a jolt of electricity now, forcing louder cries from her lips, some of them laced with his name.

Lily’s muscles were clenching wildly around him, and he threw his head back, hands abandoning her breasts to wrap around her body as he staccato of moans rang out around the chamber. He felt the heat pool low in his groin, faster than he thought possible. He pulled her tighter against him as he arched his back and snapped his hips into hers, “L-lilyyy.” He couldn’t stop as he heard her cry’s around him as he felt the pressure deep inside of him release, and he shouted her name once again.

Everything felt like warmth and heat and the press of her teeth against his neck as she panted against him. He came hard inside her, body tensing before it began as spastic rhythm against her. That wonderful feeling that only she could inspire shot up and down his spine as he finished, panting beneath her.

She pressed her lips to his neck one final time before running a finger over the mark she’d left, smirking to herself. Rolling off of him, she moved to the end of the bed and started dressing herself, still well aware that it was morning.

Peeking back up at him, she arched an eyebrow and gave him a smile, “Are you gonna get dressed? Or shall we just stay here and do nothing all day?” she mused, sitting on the edge of the bed once she’d wriggled back into her skirt and shirt, slipping her socks back on. Moving back up to sit atop him, now that she was dressed, she ran her fingers back through his hair momentarily, pushing it from his face, her eyes darting to the spot on his neck. “I’m not sure how big mine is, but I think we’ll match nicely,” she chuckled, running her hand over the spot again.

He felt her move his hands to palm the full globes of her breasts and let out a shaky breath, he slowly opened his eyes as he watched her graze his skin with her hands. He rubbed them once more before moving his fingers over her pert nipples and pinching them. It was amazing that he was able to put that little expression of pleasure on her face.

His breath hitched as he felt clench around him and he moan out, “Always perfect. To me, Lily.” He pressed his fingers harder around her nipples as he bucked up into her. She was something he never though he’d have. Now she was like some beautiful, angelic red-haired vixen riding him closer and closer to the edge.

Leaning forward, Lily wrapped her arms about his neck, pressing her hips down onto his and holding her position, nipping at his neck where she had been before, letting him get deeper and deeper. Pulling back, she bit her own lip a moment, trying to stop herself from calling out, but it got more and more difficult. Burying her face into his neck, she let out a series of pants and moans against him, feeling herself grow closer and closer.

“S-s-sev, please, I’m gonna…,” she managed before she felt herself close down around him like a vice, her muscles spasming as he moved. She felt herself tense up, fighting to gain control, biting into his neck to stop herself from moaning out any louder, every thrust like a jolt of electricity now, forcing louder cries from her lips, some of them laced with his name.

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