philophobia-the fear of falling in love
or becoming emotionally connected
to someone...
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This is a story you've heard before, passed down through generations, about a young girl and a young boy who utterly despise each other.
Then, somehow, t...
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lxii||desire
*smut warning!
"Regulus." Maria moans as his hands trail down her body making him smile slightly, his grey eyes filled with lust as he stares up at her. She feels his hand trail down her inner thigh before making her back arch slightly from the sheets. Kissing down her stomach, Regulus smirks against her skin as she looks down at him restlessly.
"Hmm?" Regulus mumbles, leaving purple marks against her skin, watching as her hand grasps the pillows behind her head. She smiles slightly when she feels his lips on her inner thighs and—
Maria gasps as her eyes open and she lets out a breath, running a hand through her hair and looking beside her, seeing Regulus smirking with his head propped on his elbow.
"Nice dream, Ria?" Regulus whispers making her roll her eyes and prop herself on her elbows.
"What time is it?" Maria grumbles, and Regulus looks at her bedside table, seeing the alarm clock.
"One in the morning." He sighs and she furrows her eyebrows.
"Why are you awake then?" Maria frowns and he shrugs with a small grin.
"Hard to sleep when you're moaning next to me Ria." Regulus says cockily making her look at him incredulously. "I'm kidding, sweetheart, just couldn't sleep."
"You're a complete wanker."
"I know." Regulus snickers, kissing her shoulder softly as she sighs, lying back onto the sheets and rubbing her eyes. The grey eyed boy tucks some of her dark hair behind her ear trailing his fingertips down her neck and chest making her shuffle slightly and he smirks. "Do you want my help Maria?" Regulus whispers and she looks at him with wide brown eyes.
There's minimal light from the moon and stars shimmering in the sky entering through the thin curtains above the window seat making Regulus look even more beautiful than he usually does. Regulus' lips brush over hers as he leans down before pulling the hair at the back of her neck softly, pulling her up so her lips meet his gently and the brunette girl lets out a small breath against his lips, feeling his knee move her legs apart slightly.
"Is this okay, love?" Regulus mumbles, looking into her chocolate coloured irises and she purses her lips with a small smile.
"Perfect." Maria whispers and Regulus smiles, attaching their lips once again passionately, whilst pulling his shirt over his head and moving his knee to put pressure on her clit through her underwear, that she was wearing with a hoodie, making her moan against his lips.
"You're so beautiful." Regulus murmurs against the skin of her stomach as he begins to lift her hoodie slowly, his lips leaving marks up her torso as he pulls it over her head. "Be quiet okay? We don't want to wake the house up." There's a hint of teasing in his voice as he kisses her neck, knowing for a fact he could just place a a silencing charm around the room so no one could hear them.
