Touch, Lions_Serpents Challenge
Title: Touch
Genre: Harry Potter
Main Pair/Char: Marcus Flint/Katie Bell
Beta'd: No and it needs it!
Rating: NC17 for sex
Length: 753 words
Prompt: Touch, (6/50)
Posted at:
lions_serpents ,
overcomingrvlry , and
bell_flint
Author's Note: I was inspired by my
wizard_love gift art.
Touch
Marcus wasted no time undressing them when Katie finally allowed him to do so. He didn’t know what had finally changed her mind, but he wasn’t going to stop and question his sudden good fortune. He had always been insistent when they were together but had never feared pushing Katie somewhere she didn’t want to go. She had no trouble telling him to stop and was perfectly comfortable threatening him with violence if he didn’t do it fast enough.
It was one of the things he enjoyed about her- that lack of fear of him. He could growl and bluster all he wanted and she would either ignore him or shout right back depending on her mood.
He couldn’t stop himself from rushing when she finally let him go further and his hands pulled off their clothes as fast as physical limits would allow. Katie met his eagerness with her own, another quality he enjoyed about her.
Only when she was naked before him, with her creamy skin inviting him to explore and her golden hair loose down her back, did he finally slow down.
Then he realized the importance of this moment.
Katie was going to let him do more than she had ever experienced.
They had started with quick insults in the hallways and rough play on the field that had somehow transformed into fierce kisses and groping in the shadows. All he wanted to do now was touch her, everywhere, all the time. She seemed to enjoy his attention just as much, if not for his skill then for the thrill of sneaking around.
But this…this was the start of the end. If she didn’t like it…there was no reason to keep going…No reason to keep seeing one another.
Marcus suddenly had difficulty breathing and Katie stepping closer, pressing up against him, wasn’t helping. He tried to focus on forcing air into his lungs but then she nibbled his earlobe. His arm came up to wrap around her shoulders as he steadied himself, pulling her even closer to him.
“You alright, Flint?” she asked him teasingly, though he could hear a slight shake in her voice.
Not that he ever had complaints before, mind you. Just now he was under much more pressure. He hadn’t cared if any of the other girls enjoyed themselves enough to do it again, though he could only assume they had with how eagerly they responded to him.
Katie was different. He could appease his pride by saying it was the fact she was a Gryffindor and he could mentally gloat and insult Oliver about one of his Chasers sleeping with horrible Marcus Flint. Deep down Marcus knew that wasn’t the only reason why he wanted Katie to keep coming around.
He still wanted to touch her and needed to feel her everyday. If she were to say that this was all over…Then he figured out what to do- he would make her want his touch just as much. The smell of her, something fruity with a little sweetness to it, was filling his nose as he nuzzled her neck. When he kissed her, it was softer and slower than he ever had before.
“Just fine, Bell,” he whispered back, watching her blue eyes widen.
Marcus took his time when he kissed her again and his hands cupped her face, feeling the softness in his palms. She sighed against his mouth and he strained to keep his movements slow and smooth. His hands slid down her neck and shoulders as his mouth kept moving on hers.
Gently, subtly, he stepped toward her and caused her to step back. They danced this way back to the bed with Marcus kissing and stroking her soft skin. Finally they fell back into the cushion of the mattress. Marcus marveled at her hair as it splayed across the white sheets and pillows. Katie was watching him with the widest, brightest eyes he’d ever seen and her hands were pulling him closer.
Marcus took his time, as long as he could manage, until Katie was panting and moaning in his arms. He waited until she was looking at him again before he entered her and the combination of her eyes, the heat surrounding his cock, and the feeling of her hands gripping him had him nearly losing it then.
But he had to make her want this again and again and again, so he kissed her, moved inside of her, and tried to make her feel the way he did.
Genre: Harry Potter
Main Pair/Char: Marcus Flint/Katie Bell
Beta'd: No and it needs it!
Rating: NC17 for sex
Length: 753 words
Prompt: Touch, (6/50)
Posted at:
lions_serpents ,
overcomingrvlry , and
bell_flint
Author's Note: I was inspired by my
wizard_love gift art.
Touch
Marcus wasted no time undressing them when Katie finally allowed him to do so. He didn’t know what had finally changed her mind, but he wasn’t going to stop and question his sudden good fortune. He had always been insistent when they were together but had never feared pushing Katie somewhere she didn’t want to go. She had no trouble telling him to stop and was perfectly comfortable threatening him with violence if he didn’t do it fast enough.
It was one of the things he enjoyed about her- that lack of fear of him. He could growl and bluster all he wanted and she would either ignore him or shout right back depending on her mood.
He couldn’t stop himself from rushing when she finally let him go further and his hands pulled off their clothes as fast as physical limits would allow. Katie met his eagerness with her own, another quality he enjoyed about her.
Only when she was naked before him, with her creamy skin inviting him to explore and her golden hair loose down her back, did he finally slow down.
Then he realized the importance of this moment.
Katie was going to let him do more than she had ever experienced.
They had started with quick insults in the hallways and rough play on the field that had somehow transformed into fierce kisses and groping in the shadows. All he wanted to do now was touch her, everywhere, all the time. She seemed to enjoy his attention just as much, if not for his skill then for the thrill of sneaking around.
But this…this was the start of the end. If she didn’t like it…there was no reason to keep going…No reason to keep seeing one another.
Marcus suddenly had difficulty breathing and Katie stepping closer, pressing up against him, wasn’t helping. He tried to focus on forcing air into his lungs but then she nibbled his earlobe. His arm came up to wrap around her shoulders as he steadied himself, pulling her even closer to him.
“You alright, Flint?” she asked him teasingly, though he could hear a slight shake in her voice.
Not that he ever had complaints before, mind you. Just now he was under much more pressure. He hadn’t cared if any of the other girls enjoyed themselves enough to do it again, though he could only assume they had with how eagerly they responded to him.
Katie was different. He could appease his pride by saying it was the fact she was a Gryffindor and he could mentally gloat and insult Oliver about one of his Chasers sleeping with horrible Marcus Flint. Deep down Marcus knew that wasn’t the only reason why he wanted Katie to keep coming around.
He still wanted to touch her and needed to feel her everyday. If she were to say that this was all over…Then he figured out what to do- he would make her want his touch just as much. The smell of her, something fruity with a little sweetness to it, was filling his nose as he nuzzled her neck. When he kissed her, it was softer and slower than he ever had before.
“Just fine, Bell,” he whispered back, watching her blue eyes widen.
Marcus took his time when he kissed her again and his hands cupped her face, feeling the softness in his palms. She sighed against his mouth and he strained to keep his movements slow and smooth. His hands slid down her neck and shoulders as his mouth kept moving on hers.
Gently, subtly, he stepped toward her and caused her to step back. They danced this way back to the bed with Marcus kissing and stroking her soft skin. Finally they fell back into the cushion of the mattress. Marcus marveled at her hair as it splayed across the white sheets and pillows. Katie was watching him with the widest, brightest eyes he’d ever seen and her hands were pulling him closer.
Marcus took his time, as long as he could manage, until Katie was panting and moaning in his arms. He waited until she was looking at him again before he entered her and the combination of her eyes, the heat surrounding his cock, and the feeling of her hands gripping him had him nearly losing it then.
But he had to make her want this again and again and again, so he kissed her, moved inside of her, and tried to make her feel the way he did.