The End of the Affair
prompt #44 - Mirror
My eyes went wide as he surged into me from behind. I could see his face in the mirror, as well as mine. I was making little pants, as the force behind his thrusts stole my breath. His face was beginning to go red from his exertionand I could tell he was close by the way he was biting his lip. He was pushing me up against the counter but I ignored the pain and began making the little gasping moans I knew he liked and squeezing my muscles around his pistoning cock. Believing I had come, he thrust hard again and let go inside my still clenching womb. He slid out of me and turned me around. A soft kiss on my lips and he pulled away. I whispered ’I love you’ and reached for his cheek. I knew I should do it. For Cedric, for Sirius, for all the people he and his father had hurt. For Dumbledore, who died because of this man. I had to do it, grab my wand and yell the words, watch the green flash of light, see the life drain out of his body just as Harry had seen Cedric. My hands shook. I couldn't. Because it was true, I did love him. I couldn't hurt him. He pulled me against him, and we left the bathroom, stepped over the robes puddled on the floor and collapsed upon the large bed in the next room. I waited till he fell asleep, then I went to the bathroom where I wiped his seed from my legs and pulled on my robes. Taking one last glimpse at his pale face, relaxed and innocent in sleep, I stole from the room and closed the door. It wasn't until I was out of the hotel that I cried, the tears running down my face in silvery rivers. It truly was over.
My eyes went wide as he surged into me from behind. I could see his face in the mirror, as well as mine. I was making little pants, as the force behind his thrusts stole my breath. His face was beginning to go red from his exertionand I could tell he was close by the way he was biting his lip. He was pushing me up against the counter but I ignored the pain and began making the little gasping moans I knew he liked and squeezing my muscles around his pistoning cock. Believing I had come, he thrust hard again and let go inside my still clenching womb. He slid out of me and turned me around. A soft kiss on my lips and he pulled away. I whispered ’I love you’ and reached for his cheek. I knew I should do it. For Cedric, for Sirius, for all the people he and his father had hurt. For Dumbledore, who died because of this man. I had to do it, grab my wand and yell the words, watch the green flash of light, see the life drain out of his body just as Harry had seen Cedric. My hands shook. I couldn't. Because it was true, I did love him. I couldn't hurt him. He pulled me against him, and we left the bathroom, stepped over the robes puddled on the floor and collapsed upon the large bed in the next room. I waited till he fell asleep, then I went to the bathroom where I wiped his seed from my legs and pulled on my robes. Taking one last glimpse at his pale face, relaxed and innocent in sleep, I stole from the room and closed the door. It wasn't until I was out of the hotel that I cried, the tears running down my face in silvery rivers. It truly was over.