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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lxxiv||wedding preparations
Maria opens her eyes groggily to Regulus gently shaking her shoulder, seeing her eyes flutter open, a frown on her face and he smiles, kissing her jaw softly and she turns over to face him, her eyebrows furrowed as she looks at the messy haired boy who tucks some hair behind her ear.
"It's eight o'clock, Ria, the wedding's at two." Regulus whispers, kissing her forehead and she groan softly. "Lily came in telling me to wake you, Alice is going to be here in ten minutes to get ready with you all."
"Okay, just five more minutes." Maria mumbles, snuggling back into Regulus' side and he rolls his grey eyes at the girl. "My head's killing me."
"Drink that." Regulus says, handing her a glass of thick green liquid making her furrow her eyebrows and he raises his eyebrows making her sigh and sit up, taking the glass.
She sips some of the drink and is surprised when it doesn't actually taste that disgusting after all, downing the glass after a few minutes and her eyes widen when the hangover headache slowly fades away and Regulus shrugs.
"I asked Madam Promfrey for the recipe." He murmurs and she smiles at him, kissing his cheek gently before rolling out of the bed and stretching her arms before trudging towards the bathroom.
She sighs, stripping down to her underwear and brushing her teeth before turning in the shower, steam filling the room as she slides out fo her underwear, stepping into the shower and pulling the glass door closed that steams up almost instantly.
Her eyes close as she rinses her hair under the hot water, the liquid trickling down her body and she feels cold air as well as hearing the shower door open making her smile slightly when she feels large hands on her hips.
She feels his lips on her neck, sucking her sweet spot gently making her moan softly as his hands move up her stomach to grasp each of her breasts in his hands, smiling onto her neck when she lets out a small sigh of pleasure.
"Regulus." Maria warns, dragging out the 's' as his hand slides down her lower stomach and his fingers drag over her clit softly.
"Maria." Regulus says, also dragging out the last letter of her name as he sucks on the fair skin of her shoulder gently. She rolls her eyes and pulls away from him making him groan and she rolls her eyes, smirking slightly as she scrubs some shampoo in her hair, purposely letting the white foam drip between her breasts as Regulus also grabs his shampoo but his eyes stare at her boobs, the foam trailing down them forcing him to look away and swallow.
"Could you pass me the conditioner?" She asks him, running her hands through her own hair and closing her eyes as her head tilts back slightly to rinse the shampoo from her hair.
