LOG: 18 July 2007 - Pre-sunrise
WHO: Tonks kinda-trippy, Godric the-godric, and Severus halfb100dprince (AND a brief non-speaking role by the-salazar)
WHAT: Telling the Tales of Love
WHEN: Eaaaaaarly this morning
WHERE: Sanctuary
WHY: Some things just run their due course, given time.
A/N: A cut to avoid smexyness that's zomghet!
IN WHICH GODRIC AND TONKS 'GIRL-TALK' - AND SEVERUS HEARS SOME THINGS TONKS MAY NEVER HAVE COME CLEAN ABOUT - BEFORE THEY FIND THEIR OWN WAY TO SOMETHING GENTLE AND BEAUTIFUL.
Tonks rubbed her hand over her round belly as she shuffled sleepily out of her room toward the kitchen in Sanctuary for a snack.
There was a soft humming and a chuckle as a brown underpant clad rear wriggled from behind the fridge door.
Tonks squeaked in the doorway then tripped over a box near it in her haste to hide behind it. "Who's there?"
The fridge doors closed and there was a stumble as a tray piled with food wobbled, "Nymphadora?" A voice called out.
Tonks blinked. It couldn't be. It wasn't... It COULDN'T be! He didn't know where Here WAS! She peeked one eye around the door, squeaked and hid again. "Lord G?!"
"Nymphadora!" He exclaimed with a laugh dropping the tray on the table and rushing to her, "How are you my dear girl?!" He exclaimed cheerfully peering around the door.
Tonks squeaked and put a hand over her eyes. "Why are you nearly naked and HERE, Lord G?! You're not supposed to know where here IS!"
He blinked, his arms open to get a hug before looking down. "Oh! Oh well...ummm...it has been a long time since Salazar and I ...you're old enough to know by now Nymphadora, surely."
She knocked the back of her head against the wall. "I'm not going to talk to you in your pants!"
Godric sighed before blinking at the bump, "My you've gotten so far along."
Tonks kept her hand over her eyes. "There's three in there, I just look really big ...and I don't have my glamour on."
He smiled, "Still they're a healthy size." He replied pleased. "Salazar is looking after you then?"
Tonks gave an exasperated smile. "To the point of driving me to distraction. So's Severus."
"OH this young man you have, what is he like?"
"Put something on first," Tonks told him.
He sighed. "Wait right there." He replied running into the bedroom and grabbing one of Salazar's robes, tying it around himself as he walked back in again, "So tell me."
Tonks dropped her hand and gave one of those lovesick sorts of smiles. "He's wonderful. I've fancied him forEVer, you know."
Godric smiled slightly, "I know." He replied moving and making tea. "Why?"
Tonks opened the fridge and extracted a box of strawberries, which she brought to the table and sat down. "Do I need a reason?" She asked, stalling.
Godric smiled, "I mean what is it about him that you adore so much."
Tonks rested her cheek in her hand as she nibbled a strawberry. "The way he's treated me, even when I was a kid... his voice... his hands... he's utterly brilliant, you know - nobody gives him enough credit for how amazing he is because he's all... pineapples," she giggled.
"Pineapples?" He asked amused setting the mug in front of her.
"All hard and prickly on the outside, and absolutely divine inside," Tonks nodded firmly.
Godric chuckled, "But surely you haven't discovered that yet, not in your condition." He teased with a cheeky wiggle of his eyebrows.
Tonks' jaw dropped and her eyes widened. "Lord G!! That's absolutely SINFUL!!! And not what I meant at all, get your mind out of the gutter!"
Godric grinned laughing, "Why not? You're old enough now girl. And if I remember how I was with Salazar...or still am, it was almost impossible to stop me from constantly trying to bed him."
Tonks blushed to the roots of her hair. "I'm not sure I like what you're insinuating," she mumbled through an embarrassed smile.
He chuckled into his tea, "You do not wish to bed him then?" He asked amused, his eyes sparkling in mischevious delight.
Tonks sputtered and coughed. "That has... THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT!"
Godric blinked laughing, "Nothing whatsoever ...Nymphadora are you expecting a platonic relationship with a man whose hands and voice you love so much?" He asked amused.
"GERSCHNIKKT!!!" Tonks flailed her hands. "GNERRRRMMMFFFF!"
Godric smiled his eyes flicking to the doorway before looking back at her, "tell me truly Nymphadora. After it is all settled and you have your freedom, your relationship with this man, would you prefer it to be that of a friend or a suitor?"
"Oughtn't it be one and the same?" She asked with a small whimper, hugging herself then rubbing her belly to soothe the irritated cubs within. "I don't want to be one of those women who just... they're with someone, but not... really. I'd love to just... be with him, y'know?" She picked at a knot on the table. "Any way he'd let me. I never dreamed in a million years he'd ever want me, and I'm terrified one day he'll realise he's got me, and put me as far away from him as he can - because I'm certainly never going to be good enough, no matter what I do. He deserves better than.. well... someone like me." She sighed, then looked up at Godric. "I'm so utterly head over feet for him, have been forever - I'm so scared."
He raised a brow, "What's wrong with someone like you?" He asked as a figure walked into the room, staying out of Tonks' line of sight.
"I'm a clutz," she tapped the table, "I'm a ready-made family," she closed her eyes and sat back. "Heck, I go insane on a semi-regular basis. I apparently am very good at driving people away.... It took me decades to even start making friends - how pathetic is that?" She sighed and rubbed her belly. "And my real face is like an owl on muggle drugs," she added with half a laugh. "I could never be as smart as he is, and I'm too loud when I'm nervous or excited. I babble... " she fluttered her hands and hugged herself, dropping her head to hide behind her hair a bit. "Basically, I'm going to drive him stark raving one day, and the minute he realises its inevitable, he's going to tell me to go home."
The figure came up behind her setting a vial on the table beside her hand, as Godric stood to clasp his hand, "Might I assume you're Severus?"
Tonks paled to her roots, then her hair went white along with the rest of her. "Eep!" she squeaked, trying to hide her embarrassment by quickly knocking back her potion.
Severus took his hand shaking it, with a slight nod.
"A pleasure to meet you my dear boy, I've been hearing a lot about you."
Thud went her forehead to the table, followed by a nervous giggle.
"I noticed." replied Severus, before his gaze dropped to the back of Tonks' head.
Godric smiled, "I'll leave you to it, I am going to attempt to make Salazar some breakfast, if I can work this cooker thing." He mused walking to the appliance.
Tonks kept herself hidden with her forehead on the table, the white hair pooled around like a curtain. "How much you hear?"
Severus sat beside her, "Enough." He replied watching the fire mage light the gas.
Tonks whimpered as she went a bit rigid in her posture.
"I've never heard such foolish drivel in my life. You do not look like an owl." He replied.
Despite the fact her hair remained pale white, she looked at him from her real face. "My eyes are huge. I look like an owl on drugs."
He looked at her, long fingers tucking her hair behind her ear. "Ridiculous." He murmured chastising her, his other hand resting soothingly on her stomach. "They're large and quite..." He trailed off his eyes flicking down "Enchanting." He decided.
"You don't have to try and make me feel better," she replied. "And I'm too tired to be rational," she added, as though trying to excuse her earlier rambling.
He raised a brow, "evidently. You've had us together and broken up in the space of one conversation."
"Difference between dreams and reality," she said, looking away, hiding behind her hair again - a habit she'd somehow picked up from him years ago.
He tucked the other half of her hair behind her right ear this time, revealing her whole face. "You are a foolish girl." He whispered.
"So you keep telling me," she didn't look up, though she chewed on her lip a little.
He lifted her head up, "You are... choosing me, youthful folly." He murmured. "I will not turn into a prince Nymphadora."
"Who said anything about turning?" she asked, softly smiling.
He shook his head, long fingers stroking her jaw."As for my attitude towards you, have my actions shown you nothing?" He looked at her pointedly. "I tend not to accost my acquaintences quite so amorously."
"I would have to kill them," Tonks nodded solemnly.
That caused the corner of his mouth to quirk up slightly. "Indeed." He murmured before standing up and offering his hand.
Tonks took it and awkwardly used her other hand to push herself up.
He moved his other hand to help her resting it on the small of her back before nodding to Godric who was slowly disintegrating a fried egg. "I must take our leave." He replied.
Godric looked back and nodded, "Enjoy the rest of your evening, what's left of it." he said with a smile as dawn creeped over the horizon and the clock chimed three thirty.
Tonks leaned into Severus with a half-whimpered sigh, half noticing the figure of a loosely robed messy-hair'd man slunk up behind Godric and murmured something, with a chuckle, into his ear. She was too worried about the thought that perhaps Severus was only trying to keep her from having a loopy spell.
Or something.
Godric smiled leaning back and turning - kissing the scruffy haired man, the two becoming a single sillhouette in the early dawn.
Severus slowly led her out of the kitchen and towards his chambers, opening the door for her and then moving his pillows - creating a back rest so she could sit back, leaning against the wall at his bed comfortably.
"Severus...." Tonks allowed herself to be settled comfortably, it felt good to have her feet up, and the room smelled of him and was comforting because of it. "How utterly embarrassed should I be right now?" she asked softly.
Severus sat on the bed, "For thinking yourself not good enough? Extremely." He replied resting her feet on his lap.
"I see," she replied, though she really didn't, automatically relaxing. "But it's true."
He shook his head tilting hers and kissing her softly, long fingers stroking her cheek. Tonks shivered as her eyes fluttered shut and she returned the soft kiss. Severus sighed, "Foolish, foolish girl." He whispered against her mouth. his fingers drawing down her throat.
"'f I'm foolish," she whispered against his lips, making a small whimper at his touch, tilting her head a bit in surrender, "'sat make you?"
"An old fool." He murmured bringing his mouth down to her throat. "For entertaining the thought that you would choose to stay."
Tonks gasped softly, presenting her throat as her hand came up to thread through his sleep tousled hair. "Then enter... entertain the thought that I'd nev... never leave...even... oh goddess," she whimpered as his lips crossed a sensitive place on her throat.
Severus closed his eyes gently suckling, undemanding. Soft unobtrusive kisses and marks slow and wet over her skin as he reddened the spot. Tonks almost purred, in such absolute bliss was she. He made her feel so... so cherished... like she mattered, and that HE would... it just... it blew her mind. Her trembling fingers brushed over his shoulder, along his cheek.
He moved resting his forehead against hers, his fingers lightly ghosting over her robe clad arms, moving from silk to skin. She nuzzled his cheek before kissing him again, trying to show all her love and desire for him with the simple gentle action. He tilted his head kissing her his hands running over her bump softly, accepting all of her as his hands slid up worshipping her with slow attentive movements running over her nightdress, her robe loosened, staying chastely atop the fabric.
"Severus..." his name held wondering tone from her voice as she returned the kiss, her small hands stroking along his shoulders then up to cradle his face as he kissed her.
He smiled softly, the silken ties of her robe undone as he slid it off her shoulders letting it pool behind her - his hands then ran up her bare arms, her night dress, no doubt something Salazar had given her, loose and comfortably skirting over the bump. his fingers trailed over her collar bone ghosting over the soft swell of flesh at her neckline.
Tonks slid her hands down his back as she smiled up at him softly.
He smiled softly looking into her eyes his kiss broken allowing her to object as he slipped his fingers under a strap on her night dress, sliding it off her shoulder.
She showed no sign of objection, her own hand coming round to tug a bit at the front of his sleeping robe with a slightly raised eyebrow.
He smiled allowing her to reach the buttons his fingers working on the second strap the silk sliding down over her breasts sensually, shifting softly over pert nipples, his head dropping down, working his way down to the swollen flesh.
Tonks' fingers fumbled, catching on the buttons as she gasped with pleasure, her head falling back against pillows and headboard with a small sigh.
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Severus smiled, grasping a breast and bringing it to his mouth as he encapsulated her nipple under his writhing tongue, toying with it. His free hand thumbing over it's twin as he worked, slowly bringing her the utmost pleasure, moving over her body.
She was absolutely lost, small gasped sounds of pleasure leaving her throat as all she could do was thread her fingers in his hair encouragingly.
He sighed blowing over the wet skin, moving over to it's twin, his hand then taking the place of the darkened aureola, his free hand making light work of her calf, his fingers dancing along silken skin.
"Oh... Severus..." She whispered, arching into his touch.
The potions master flicked his tongue over the bud as he ran his free hand up the length of her thigh, running from under her knee. Soft skin now in view as the silk hitched up around his wrist.
Tonks brought her fist to her mouth to muffle her soft moans as she couldn't help but respond to his insistent touch. If this was heaven, she never ever wanted to leave. If this was dreaming, she didn't ever want to wake. But it was real, and it was so difficult to realise how real it was, because it was so perfectly wonderful. How something so simple, so gentle could be so utterly arousing was beyond her. She slipped her other hand into his dark hair, stroking her fingers through gently.
He mouthed before dropping his head down the valley between her breasts shifting and sliding from under her feet.
She slid her hands the rest of the way from the confines of her robe and nightgown sleeves, watching him with wonder, feeling too awkward to even think of moving, and wondering if she shouldn't snuff the candles so he wouldn't have to see all the awful stretch marks should he.... would he...? Oh how she wanted him to.
Severus slowly pulled the dress from her letting it slip from his hands and pool on the floor leaning down and lifting her foot a little, kissing the Ankle. Tonks couldn't help the small giggle as her toes curled. She was quite ticklish. He gave it a nip before moving along her calf with slow wet kisses.
She chewed on her lip, shifting a bit to try and see what he was doing. "Severus...."
"Yes?" He murmured kissing under her knee.
"What...mmm," she had no idea she was so sensitive there, "What're you...."
"Do you really need to be told?" He murmured starting on her thigh, his free hand stroking her other leg in small sensual circles.
Tonks giggled nervously, "But... you...you're still..."
"Hmmm?" He murmured making a slow hot trail up her thigh his fingers hooking into her underwear as he pressed a kiss on her stomach. Sliding the soft fabric down easily. Tonks eyes widened slightly, as she gave a soft gasp expectantly. He slid it down and off her feet before parting her legs gently his kisses moving down the swell of her stomach and descending lower, his hair brushing her heated skin.
She slid her foot along his still-clothed side, her breath coming in small pants as she swallowed thickly. His fingers came up slowly parting her gently his tongue running along the petals. She whimpered, her breath hitching, already so sensitive. She closed her eyes and leaned back, trembling.
His tongue moved up flickering against the nub before sliding back down and into the heat, into the very depths of her, her nectar on his lips. Her taste running through his veins. She bit into her hand to keep from crying out, shuddering breathless with wonder as he flicked his tongue deep within, exploring and tasting ever part of her. His thumb running over her clit rhythmically, slowly bringing her to her heights.
Her hips began slowly moving of their own accord, longing for more, seeking his touch. He moved his mouth up settling over the nub his fingers descending, long artistic fingers delving inside her, plundering her as they moved in and out in time. A soft cry escaped around her fist as she grasped at the bedclothes with her other hand, moving with him in stuttered desperation, teetering on the edge, so close to oblivion.
Severus suckled hard on her nub, his fingers moving effortlessly, almost toying with her as he pushed her further. Tonks clamped her hand down hard over her mouth, stifling her near silent cry as she arched, trembling as she tumbled over the edge of ecstasy.
He kept her going, moving his fingers to keep her at her heights before relenting and moving back up laying his hands on her possesively. His mouth stealing a kiss from her own kiss bruised lips.
She tangled her fingers in his hair, returning the kiss with all her heart, every bit of trembling passion within her, devouring and being devoured. He closed his eyes cupping her jaw as he kissed her deeply, pulling her tightly into his arms.
She slipped one leg over his hip as she clung to him as best she could, her heart pounding so hard she could feel it beating against his chest. He closed his eyes his face buried in her neck, his hand on her rear the other tangled in her hair as he murmured soothingly. She tilted her head back, reveling in the feel of him so close to her, and mentally cursing the blasted nightrobe he still wore. She slithered a hand between them, tugging at the button again with a petulant sound.
Severus caught her hand, "Impatient aren't we?" He murmured large and heavy against her.
"Mmhmm," she nuzzled her cheek against his. "What... what about you?" she asked, her voice low and beckoning.
"I can wait." He murmured his hand grasping at her rear his face buried in her neck
"Why?" she breathed.
He tilted her head towards him, "Because I didn't do it simply to gain access to you."
She looked at him, loving and puzzled, "I didn't say that," she whispered to him.
"I know," he murmured kissing her neck.
"Mmm," she closed her eyes tilting her head slightly. "It isn't fair," she told him.
He smiled, "Who said it had to be fair?" He murmured amusted pulling her in close, his hand free to roam, cataloging her.
She loved his touch on her, made her feel so.... lovely. "Well... It's hardly that I wanted you to see me for the first time looking like a stretched whale," she complained lightly.
"You're not a stretched whale," he murmured. "You are highly desirable," he whispered. "I'd have thought that was evident," he murmured into the soft skin of her neck, pressing his erection against her, letting her feel it.
She couldn't help but bite her lip, pressing back against him. "Nnn...."
He closed his eyes, frustrated a little, she was so close, her body warm and willing, he unbuttoned his robe pulling her hip higher his teeth grazing her neck.
She gasped, almost smiling as she pushed at the robe, running her hands over bare shoulders, trembling and questing.
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He groaned sliding himself into her easily, another half swallowed groan on his lips.
"Ahhh..." her head fell back and she closed her eyes, concentrating on the eternal buzzing in her chest and pulling at it, wrapping it into what little wandless magic she could control and pushing the rest of the robe from him, leaving them both bare, skin on skin. She moved with him, small fingers stroking over his shoulders to his back, learning him by touch as she would by sight and taste the moment he would hopefully one day allow her.
He tightened his hold on her rear pushing her up with him in time, his half strangled groans buried in her fesh. She curled around her swollen belly, her lips reaching his shoulder and sucking hard to mark him. His long fingers grasped and claimed, his mouth branded as he owned her possessively inside and out.
"Oh... Severus...." she breathed as he drove her toward the heights again, grasping at him, giving herself over to him.
Severus groaned, his hips moving, his fingers digging in as he grunted in his muffled cry as he released with her. She panted with him, her inner muscles milking his climax as she rained kisses over all the skin she could reach.
He slowed his breathing as he calmed, stroking her lower back, he slipped out lifting his head and kissing her. Her hand slipped down his side as she snuggled against him, returning his kiss softly. He broke the kiss stroking her hair playing through the strands with his fingers quietly.
Her lips parted as she was about to speak, then she stopped herself and simply smiled, besotted.
His eyes flicked up to gaze into her eyes as he nuzzled her.
"Mmm," she nuzzled back, surprisingly comfortable.
He tucked her head under his chin pulling the coverlet over her.
Tonks snuggled in, resting so she could listen to his heartbeat, her breath soft against his chest.
He glanced up watching the sky burn in its sunrise. "Sleep," he murmured, his voice like velvet.
"You won't disappear on me?" she asked softly.
"I won't," he replied quietly.
Tonks smiled against his chest. "Good...." She was quiet for a long time, almost asleep before whispering, "Severus..?"
"Yes?"
She tilted her head to kiss the underside of his chin. "I love you."
He glanced down at her. "Think on it a while before deciding that."
She pulled back to look up at him for a long moment. "I decided that years ago," she whispered.
"You could not have known me years ago, I barely talked to you."
She bapped his shoulder lightly. "Don't scoff, just because I was younger, doesn't mean... I mean, if I still feel that way now, only moreso, it's a real feeling."
"I Suppose at least you're not 15 now."
She blinked, surprised. How did he know that was when she knew for sure she was well and truly head over feet for him? When he'd found her stubbornly trying to mend the cuts given to her by her schoolmates - determined not to go to Madamme Pomfrey yet again. When he'd taken her to his offices and tended her wounds himself, allowing her to keep her pride. That was when the crush she'd been developing since third year solidified. "No," she whispered. "I'm not fifteen."
He toyed with her hair, softly resting his cheek on her hair.
She ran a finger down his arm, "and I do love you. I... I wanted you to know that. You don't have to say it, you don't even have to, I just... I just wanted you to know," she yawned delicately.
"Very well," he murmured.
She kissed his shoulder and snuggled in. "Good," she said sleepily.
He nuzzled and stroked her hair softly.
Slowly, her breathing evened out as she fell asleep. The triplets briefly bade hello and good morning with a few soft kicks before settling down as well.
Severus stroked her belly until they settled, before wrapping his arms around her and cradling her in his arms as she slept.
WHAT: Telling the Tales of Love
WHEN: Eaaaaaarly this morning
WHERE: Sanctuary
WHY: Some things just run their due course, given time.
A/N: A cut to avoid smexyness that's zomghet!
IN WHICH GODRIC AND TONKS 'GIRL-TALK' - AND SEVERUS HEARS SOME THINGS TONKS MAY NEVER HAVE COME CLEAN ABOUT - BEFORE THEY FIND THEIR OWN WAY TO SOMETHING GENTLE AND BEAUTIFUL.
Tonks rubbed her hand over her round belly as she shuffled sleepily out of her room toward the kitchen in Sanctuary for a snack.
There was a soft humming and a chuckle as a brown underpant clad rear wriggled from behind the fridge door.
Tonks squeaked in the doorway then tripped over a box near it in her haste to hide behind it. "Who's there?"
The fridge doors closed and there was a stumble as a tray piled with food wobbled, "Nymphadora?" A voice called out.
Tonks blinked. It couldn't be. It wasn't... It COULDN'T be! He didn't know where Here WAS! She peeked one eye around the door, squeaked and hid again. "Lord G?!"
"Nymphadora!" He exclaimed with a laugh dropping the tray on the table and rushing to her, "How are you my dear girl?!" He exclaimed cheerfully peering around the door.
Tonks squeaked and put a hand over her eyes. "Why are you nearly naked and HERE, Lord G?! You're not supposed to know where here IS!"
He blinked, his arms open to get a hug before looking down. "Oh! Oh well...ummm...it has been a long time since Salazar and I ...you're old enough to know by now Nymphadora, surely."
She knocked the back of her head against the wall. "I'm not going to talk to you in your pants!"
Godric sighed before blinking at the bump, "My you've gotten so far along."
Tonks kept her hand over her eyes. "There's three in there, I just look really big ...and I don't have my glamour on."
He smiled, "Still they're a healthy size." He replied pleased. "Salazar is looking after you then?"
Tonks gave an exasperated smile. "To the point of driving me to distraction. So's Severus."
"OH this young man you have, what is he like?"
"Put something on first," Tonks told him.
He sighed. "Wait right there." He replied running into the bedroom and grabbing one of Salazar's robes, tying it around himself as he walked back in again, "So tell me."
Tonks dropped her hand and gave one of those lovesick sorts of smiles. "He's wonderful. I've fancied him forEVer, you know."
Godric smiled slightly, "I know." He replied moving and making tea. "Why?"
Tonks opened the fridge and extracted a box of strawberries, which she brought to the table and sat down. "Do I need a reason?" She asked, stalling.
Godric smiled, "I mean what is it about him that you adore so much."
Tonks rested her cheek in her hand as she nibbled a strawberry. "The way he's treated me, even when I was a kid... his voice... his hands... he's utterly brilliant, you know - nobody gives him enough credit for how amazing he is because he's all... pineapples," she giggled.
"Pineapples?" He asked amused setting the mug in front of her.
"All hard and prickly on the outside, and absolutely divine inside," Tonks nodded firmly.
Godric chuckled, "But surely you haven't discovered that yet, not in your condition." He teased with a cheeky wiggle of his eyebrows.
Tonks' jaw dropped and her eyes widened. "Lord G!! That's absolutely SINFUL!!! And not what I meant at all, get your mind out of the gutter!"
Godric grinned laughing, "Why not? You're old enough now girl. And if I remember how I was with Salazar...or still am, it was almost impossible to stop me from constantly trying to bed him."
Tonks blushed to the roots of her hair. "I'm not sure I like what you're insinuating," she mumbled through an embarrassed smile.
He chuckled into his tea, "You do not wish to bed him then?" He asked amused, his eyes sparkling in mischevious delight.
Tonks sputtered and coughed. "That has... THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT!"
Godric blinked laughing, "Nothing whatsoever ...Nymphadora are you expecting a platonic relationship with a man whose hands and voice you love so much?" He asked amused.
"GERSCHNIKKT!!!" Tonks flailed her hands. "GNERRRRMMMFFFF!"
Godric smiled his eyes flicking to the doorway before looking back at her, "tell me truly Nymphadora. After it is all settled and you have your freedom, your relationship with this man, would you prefer it to be that of a friend or a suitor?"
"Oughtn't it be one and the same?" She asked with a small whimper, hugging herself then rubbing her belly to soothe the irritated cubs within. "I don't want to be one of those women who just... they're with someone, but not... really. I'd love to just... be with him, y'know?" She picked at a knot on the table. "Any way he'd let me. I never dreamed in a million years he'd ever want me, and I'm terrified one day he'll realise he's got me, and put me as far away from him as he can - because I'm certainly never going to be good enough, no matter what I do. He deserves better than.. well... someone like me." She sighed, then looked up at Godric. "I'm so utterly head over feet for him, have been forever - I'm so scared."
He raised a brow, "What's wrong with someone like you?" He asked as a figure walked into the room, staying out of Tonks' line of sight.
"I'm a clutz," she tapped the table, "I'm a ready-made family," she closed her eyes and sat back. "Heck, I go insane on a semi-regular basis. I apparently am very good at driving people away.... It took me decades to even start making friends - how pathetic is that?" She sighed and rubbed her belly. "And my real face is like an owl on muggle drugs," she added with half a laugh. "I could never be as smart as he is, and I'm too loud when I'm nervous or excited. I babble... " she fluttered her hands and hugged herself, dropping her head to hide behind her hair a bit. "Basically, I'm going to drive him stark raving one day, and the minute he realises its inevitable, he's going to tell me to go home."
The figure came up behind her setting a vial on the table beside her hand, as Godric stood to clasp his hand, "Might I assume you're Severus?"
Tonks paled to her roots, then her hair went white along with the rest of her. "Eep!" she squeaked, trying to hide her embarrassment by quickly knocking back her potion.
Severus took his hand shaking it, with a slight nod.
"A pleasure to meet you my dear boy, I've been hearing a lot about you."
Thud went her forehead to the table, followed by a nervous giggle.
"I noticed." replied Severus, before his gaze dropped to the back of Tonks' head.
Godric smiled, "I'll leave you to it, I am going to attempt to make Salazar some breakfast, if I can work this cooker thing." He mused walking to the appliance.
Tonks kept herself hidden with her forehead on the table, the white hair pooled around like a curtain. "How much you hear?"
Severus sat beside her, "Enough." He replied watching the fire mage light the gas.
Tonks whimpered as she went a bit rigid in her posture.
"I've never heard such foolish drivel in my life. You do not look like an owl." He replied.
Despite the fact her hair remained pale white, she looked at him from her real face. "My eyes are huge. I look like an owl on drugs."
He looked at her, long fingers tucking her hair behind her ear. "Ridiculous." He murmured chastising her, his other hand resting soothingly on her stomach. "They're large and quite..." He trailed off his eyes flicking down "Enchanting." He decided.
"You don't have to try and make me feel better," she replied. "And I'm too tired to be rational," she added, as though trying to excuse her earlier rambling.
He raised a brow, "evidently. You've had us together and broken up in the space of one conversation."
"Difference between dreams and reality," she said, looking away, hiding behind her hair again - a habit she'd somehow picked up from him years ago.
He tucked the other half of her hair behind her right ear this time, revealing her whole face. "You are a foolish girl." He whispered.
"So you keep telling me," she didn't look up, though she chewed on her lip a little.
He lifted her head up, "You are... choosing me, youthful folly." He murmured. "I will not turn into a prince Nymphadora."
"Who said anything about turning?" she asked, softly smiling.
He shook his head, long fingers stroking her jaw."As for my attitude towards you, have my actions shown you nothing?" He looked at her pointedly. "I tend not to accost my acquaintences quite so amorously."
"I would have to kill them," Tonks nodded solemnly.
That caused the corner of his mouth to quirk up slightly. "Indeed." He murmured before standing up and offering his hand.
Tonks took it and awkwardly used her other hand to push herself up.
He moved his other hand to help her resting it on the small of her back before nodding to Godric who was slowly disintegrating a fried egg. "I must take our leave." He replied.
Godric looked back and nodded, "Enjoy the rest of your evening, what's left of it." he said with a smile as dawn creeped over the horizon and the clock chimed three thirty.
Tonks leaned into Severus with a half-whimpered sigh, half noticing the figure of a loosely robed messy-hair'd man slunk up behind Godric and murmured something, with a chuckle, into his ear. She was too worried about the thought that perhaps Severus was only trying to keep her from having a loopy spell.
Or something.
Godric smiled leaning back and turning - kissing the scruffy haired man, the two becoming a single sillhouette in the early dawn.
Severus slowly led her out of the kitchen and towards his chambers, opening the door for her and then moving his pillows - creating a back rest so she could sit back, leaning against the wall at his bed comfortably.
"Severus...." Tonks allowed herself to be settled comfortably, it felt good to have her feet up, and the room smelled of him and was comforting because of it. "How utterly embarrassed should I be right now?" she asked softly.
Severus sat on the bed, "For thinking yourself not good enough? Extremely." He replied resting her feet on his lap.
"I see," she replied, though she really didn't, automatically relaxing. "But it's true."
He shook his head tilting hers and kissing her softly, long fingers stroking her cheek. Tonks shivered as her eyes fluttered shut and she returned the soft kiss. Severus sighed, "Foolish, foolish girl." He whispered against her mouth. his fingers drawing down her throat.
"'f I'm foolish," she whispered against his lips, making a small whimper at his touch, tilting her head a bit in surrender, "'sat make you?"
"An old fool." He murmured bringing his mouth down to her throat. "For entertaining the thought that you would choose to stay."
Tonks gasped softly, presenting her throat as her hand came up to thread through his sleep tousled hair. "Then enter... entertain the thought that I'd nev... never leave...even... oh goddess," she whimpered as his lips crossed a sensitive place on her throat.
Severus closed his eyes gently suckling, undemanding. Soft unobtrusive kisses and marks slow and wet over her skin as he reddened the spot. Tonks almost purred, in such absolute bliss was she. He made her feel so... so cherished... like she mattered, and that HE would... it just... it blew her mind. Her trembling fingers brushed over his shoulder, along his cheek.
He moved resting his forehead against hers, his fingers lightly ghosting over her robe clad arms, moving from silk to skin. She nuzzled his cheek before kissing him again, trying to show all her love and desire for him with the simple gentle action. He tilted his head kissing her his hands running over her bump softly, accepting all of her as his hands slid up worshipping her with slow attentive movements running over her nightdress, her robe loosened, staying chastely atop the fabric.
"Severus..." his name held wondering tone from her voice as she returned the kiss, her small hands stroking along his shoulders then up to cradle his face as he kissed her.
He smiled softly, the silken ties of her robe undone as he slid it off her shoulders letting it pool behind her - his hands then ran up her bare arms, her night dress, no doubt something Salazar had given her, loose and comfortably skirting over the bump. his fingers trailed over her collar bone ghosting over the soft swell of flesh at her neckline.
Tonks slid her hands down his back as she smiled up at him softly.
He smiled softly looking into her eyes his kiss broken allowing her to object as he slipped his fingers under a strap on her night dress, sliding it off her shoulder.
She showed no sign of objection, her own hand coming round to tug a bit at the front of his sleeping robe with a slightly raised eyebrow.
He smiled allowing her to reach the buttons his fingers working on the second strap the silk sliding down over her breasts sensually, shifting softly over pert nipples, his head dropping down, working his way down to the swollen flesh.
Tonks' fingers fumbled, catching on the buttons as she gasped with pleasure, her head falling back against pillows and headboard with a small sigh.
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Severus smiled, grasping a breast and bringing it to his mouth as he encapsulated her nipple under his writhing tongue, toying with it. His free hand thumbing over it's twin as he worked, slowly bringing her the utmost pleasure, moving over her body.
She was absolutely lost, small gasped sounds of pleasure leaving her throat as all she could do was thread her fingers in his hair encouragingly.
He sighed blowing over the wet skin, moving over to it's twin, his hand then taking the place of the darkened aureola, his free hand making light work of her calf, his fingers dancing along silken skin.
"Oh... Severus..." She whispered, arching into his touch.
The potions master flicked his tongue over the bud as he ran his free hand up the length of her thigh, running from under her knee. Soft skin now in view as the silk hitched up around his wrist.
Tonks brought her fist to her mouth to muffle her soft moans as she couldn't help but respond to his insistent touch. If this was heaven, she never ever wanted to leave. If this was dreaming, she didn't ever want to wake. But it was real, and it was so difficult to realise how real it was, because it was so perfectly wonderful. How something so simple, so gentle could be so utterly arousing was beyond her. She slipped her other hand into his dark hair, stroking her fingers through gently.
He mouthed before dropping his head down the valley between her breasts shifting and sliding from under her feet.
She slid her hands the rest of the way from the confines of her robe and nightgown sleeves, watching him with wonder, feeling too awkward to even think of moving, and wondering if she shouldn't snuff the candles so he wouldn't have to see all the awful stretch marks should he.... would he...? Oh how she wanted him to.
Severus slowly pulled the dress from her letting it slip from his hands and pool on the floor leaning down and lifting her foot a little, kissing the Ankle. Tonks couldn't help the small giggle as her toes curled. She was quite ticklish. He gave it a nip before moving along her calf with slow wet kisses.
She chewed on her lip, shifting a bit to try and see what he was doing. "Severus...."
"Yes?" He murmured kissing under her knee.
"What...mmm," she had no idea she was so sensitive there, "What're you...."
"Do you really need to be told?" He murmured starting on her thigh, his free hand stroking her other leg in small sensual circles.
Tonks giggled nervously, "But... you...you're still..."
"Hmmm?" He murmured making a slow hot trail up her thigh his fingers hooking into her underwear as he pressed a kiss on her stomach. Sliding the soft fabric down easily. Tonks eyes widened slightly, as she gave a soft gasp expectantly. He slid it down and off her feet before parting her legs gently his kisses moving down the swell of her stomach and descending lower, his hair brushing her heated skin.
She slid her foot along his still-clothed side, her breath coming in small pants as she swallowed thickly. His fingers came up slowly parting her gently his tongue running along the petals. She whimpered, her breath hitching, already so sensitive. She closed her eyes and leaned back, trembling.
His tongue moved up flickering against the nub before sliding back down and into the heat, into the very depths of her, her nectar on his lips. Her taste running through his veins. She bit into her hand to keep from crying out, shuddering breathless with wonder as he flicked his tongue deep within, exploring and tasting ever part of her. His thumb running over her clit rhythmically, slowly bringing her to her heights.
Her hips began slowly moving of their own accord, longing for more, seeking his touch. He moved his mouth up settling over the nub his fingers descending, long artistic fingers delving inside her, plundering her as they moved in and out in time. A soft cry escaped around her fist as she grasped at the bedclothes with her other hand, moving with him in stuttered desperation, teetering on the edge, so close to oblivion.
Severus suckled hard on her nub, his fingers moving effortlessly, almost toying with her as he pushed her further. Tonks clamped her hand down hard over her mouth, stifling her near silent cry as she arched, trembling as she tumbled over the edge of ecstasy.
He kept her going, moving his fingers to keep her at her heights before relenting and moving back up laying his hands on her possesively. His mouth stealing a kiss from her own kiss bruised lips.
She tangled her fingers in his hair, returning the kiss with all her heart, every bit of trembling passion within her, devouring and being devoured. He closed his eyes cupping her jaw as he kissed her deeply, pulling her tightly into his arms.
She slipped one leg over his hip as she clung to him as best she could, her heart pounding so hard she could feel it beating against his chest. He closed his eyes his face buried in her neck, his hand on her rear the other tangled in her hair as he murmured soothingly. She tilted her head back, reveling in the feel of him so close to her, and mentally cursing the blasted nightrobe he still wore. She slithered a hand between them, tugging at the button again with a petulant sound.
Severus caught her hand, "Impatient aren't we?" He murmured large and heavy against her.
"Mmhmm," she nuzzled her cheek against his. "What... what about you?" she asked, her voice low and beckoning.
"I can wait." He murmured his hand grasping at her rear his face buried in her neck
"Why?" she breathed.
He tilted her head towards him, "Because I didn't do it simply to gain access to you."
She looked at him, loving and puzzled, "I didn't say that," she whispered to him.
"I know," he murmured kissing her neck.
"Mmm," she closed her eyes tilting her head slightly. "It isn't fair," she told him.
He smiled, "Who said it had to be fair?" He murmured amusted pulling her in close, his hand free to roam, cataloging her.
She loved his touch on her, made her feel so.... lovely. "Well... It's hardly that I wanted you to see me for the first time looking like a stretched whale," she complained lightly.
"You're not a stretched whale," he murmured. "You are highly desirable," he whispered. "I'd have thought that was evident," he murmured into the soft skin of her neck, pressing his erection against her, letting her feel it.
She couldn't help but bite her lip, pressing back against him. "Nnn...."
He closed his eyes, frustrated a little, she was so close, her body warm and willing, he unbuttoned his robe pulling her hip higher his teeth grazing her neck.
She gasped, almost smiling as she pushed at the robe, running her hands over bare shoulders, trembling and questing.
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He groaned sliding himself into her easily, another half swallowed groan on his lips.
"Ahhh..." her head fell back and she closed her eyes, concentrating on the eternal buzzing in her chest and pulling at it, wrapping it into what little wandless magic she could control and pushing the rest of the robe from him, leaving them both bare, skin on skin. She moved with him, small fingers stroking over his shoulders to his back, learning him by touch as she would by sight and taste the moment he would hopefully one day allow her.
He tightened his hold on her rear pushing her up with him in time, his half strangled groans buried in her fesh. She curled around her swollen belly, her lips reaching his shoulder and sucking hard to mark him. His long fingers grasped and claimed, his mouth branded as he owned her possessively inside and out.
"Oh... Severus...." she breathed as he drove her toward the heights again, grasping at him, giving herself over to him.
Severus groaned, his hips moving, his fingers digging in as he grunted in his muffled cry as he released with her. She panted with him, her inner muscles milking his climax as she rained kisses over all the skin she could reach.
He slowed his breathing as he calmed, stroking her lower back, he slipped out lifting his head and kissing her. Her hand slipped down his side as she snuggled against him, returning his kiss softly. He broke the kiss stroking her hair playing through the strands with his fingers quietly.
Her lips parted as she was about to speak, then she stopped herself and simply smiled, besotted.
His eyes flicked up to gaze into her eyes as he nuzzled her.
"Mmm," she nuzzled back, surprisingly comfortable.
He tucked her head under his chin pulling the coverlet over her.
Tonks snuggled in, resting so she could listen to his heartbeat, her breath soft against his chest.
He glanced up watching the sky burn in its sunrise. "Sleep," he murmured, his voice like velvet.
"You won't disappear on me?" she asked softly.
"I won't," he replied quietly.
Tonks smiled against his chest. "Good...." She was quiet for a long time, almost asleep before whispering, "Severus..?"
"Yes?"
She tilted her head to kiss the underside of his chin. "I love you."
He glanced down at her. "Think on it a while before deciding that."
She pulled back to look up at him for a long moment. "I decided that years ago," she whispered.
"You could not have known me years ago, I barely talked to you."
She bapped his shoulder lightly. "Don't scoff, just because I was younger, doesn't mean... I mean, if I still feel that way now, only moreso, it's a real feeling."
"I Suppose at least you're not 15 now."
She blinked, surprised. How did he know that was when she knew for sure she was well and truly head over feet for him? When he'd found her stubbornly trying to mend the cuts given to her by her schoolmates - determined not to go to Madamme Pomfrey yet again. When he'd taken her to his offices and tended her wounds himself, allowing her to keep her pride. That was when the crush she'd been developing since third year solidified. "No," she whispered. "I'm not fifteen."
He toyed with her hair, softly resting his cheek on her hair.
She ran a finger down his arm, "and I do love you. I... I wanted you to know that. You don't have to say it, you don't even have to, I just... I just wanted you to know," she yawned delicately.
"Very well," he murmured.
She kissed his shoulder and snuggled in. "Good," she said sleepily.
He nuzzled and stroked her hair softly.
Slowly, her breathing evened out as she fell asleep. The triplets briefly bade hello and good morning with a few soft kicks before settling down as well.
Severus stroked her belly until they settled, before wrapping his arms around her and cradling her in his arms as she slept.