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dh__neville ([info]dh__neville) wrote in [info]darkesthour_rpg,
@ 2008-04-05 09:44:00

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Entry tags:april 2008, megan jones, neville longbottom

RP: After party
Date: April 5, 2008 (late night, early morning)
Characters: Megan Jones, Neville Longbottom
Location: 8 Godric's Lane
Private/Public: Private
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Graphic Sex
Summary: Megan and Neville celebrate her birthday privately
Completion: Incomplete


The party was probably quieter than expected, but really, the people that mattered most to Megan showed up and she was grinning all night. Even when everyone had left and the cake had been eaten and Neville had finished helping with dishes and such, she still had a glow on her face.

"Ready for part 2 of your gift? You won't be able to hold onto it.. but I have to tell you about it back at the house." Megan could probably sense what Neville had in mind as a possible third present, but the second present he did want to tell her about in private.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-04-19 08:11 pm UTC (link)
The colour on Megan’s cheeks was high and had been so since everyone had yelled "Surprise" and shocked her into happy tears. All of her friends and loved ones gathered to wish her a happy birthday - and Neville, the most amazing man she was lucky to know - orchestrating it all. Megan felt if she became any happier, her heart would surely burst.

But then Neville turned to her as she was helping to clean up and said softly that he had another gift for her - and good gods, how much more could she take?

Before she could answer a few of the girls piped up around them.

"Yeah! We wanna see too!" they cried, excited and filled with cake and other sugary items from the night.

"Uh uh - you need to help clean up and then it’s bathtime for everyone," Mother Cat warned the two girls and Megan smiled at her mother with thanks. She felt that whatever Neville had to give her, it would be something private and special.

"Sure," Megan said simply to Neville’s question, putting her hand in his. "Lead the way, Professor."

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[info]dh__neville
2008-04-19 08:13 pm UTC (link)
Neville was toweling off some dishes and putting them away when the girls piped up, wanting to see the gifts that Neville had for Megan. He had to laugh and blush a little - one they could see, but later and the other two... well, those were for Megan alone. He smiled thankfully when Mother Cat led the girls away from the kitchen for bathtime and felt Megan’s hand slip into his.

It was fairly quiet in the Orphanage considering the sugar in the cake and all the punch and such that was being served. But when they stepped outside, it was cooler than Neville thought and he put his arm around Megan. "So.. this is gift number one... and I suppose, if you like it, I can tell you about gift number two. Though... I was hoping you’d want to come over later?" He smiled softly while they walked around to the back of the Orphanage.

Suddenly when they drew nearer to the corner where they needed to turn, Neville situated himself behind Megan, making her giggle when his hands went over her eyes, and a kiss was placed just below her ear. "Just keep walking straight ahead luv."

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[info]dh_megan
2008-04-19 08:14 pm UTC (link)
"Hmmm...lemme think about that. That’s a pretty heavy proposition, professor - me being such an innocent little thing," Megan teased. She playfully swatted him on the arm and cuddled into Neville as he put his arm around her shoulders. "Of course I’ll want to come over later - sooner than later, actually," she finished in a murmur. She had ideas of her own of how she wanted to celebrate her birthday that didn’t include cake and balloons.

The two went outside and it was starting to become darker out, the sun setting in the horizon. Megan felt a shiver run through her as a gust of cold spring air reached her bare arms. The dress she had worn was probably too early for actual spring, but it was so perfect that she couldn’t not wear it. She was glad she had decided to wear it while she was out with Susan earlier, though she had worn a soft woven sweater over it before.

They were alone and Megan went to give Neville the sort of kiss she had been saving up since she had returned to the orphanage, but he made her close her eyes with his hands over them, and she shivered again - not out of cold - when she felt his lips press behind her ear.

"Alright but once you get your way, it’s my turn," Megan teased, then began to walk as Neville instructed until she felt shadow begin to envelope them. She sensed she was near the side of the building where her bedroom window was.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-04-19 08:15 pm UTC (link)
Neville smiled through Megan’s teasing, almost declining his invitation - but not in earnest. "Well, I wouldn’t want to corrupt you." He teased back, hinting at a retraction, but they both knew he wouldn’t. Megan finally had said yes and Neville felt a wave of goosebumps wash over him in anticipation, for whatever may happen at the small cottage later in the night.

First things first though, Megan was shivering under his arm even before he covered her eyes as they neared the location of her first gift. She looked very pretty in her spring dress and wondered if Susan had tipped her off a little, looking lovely for her party - but the shocked tears when she was surprised told Neville differently.

They walked slowly and a small laugh escaped him after Megan had voiced her intentions. "Alright then, you’re the birthday girl." Step by step they neared where Neville planted Megan’s gift and with a quiet voice, he pointed her toward the wall beneath her bedroom window high up on the third floor. "Open your eyes Megan." He took his hands away and looked where she was gazing; at the climbing bush of pink tea roses... that didn’t usually climb, but Neville managed to cultivate one specially for her. It had already begun to grow, slowly up the very tall trellis that led all the way up to Megan’s bedroom window and would continue to grow as long as the charm that Neville had placed on it lasted.

Neville stayed standing behind Megan and bit his lip as she hadn’t said anything yet. "I thought... you might like these. Waking up to them in the summertime, when your window is open, they might remind you that there’s someone that really, truly cares for you...." He paused for a second to gulp and continue "...well, loves you really... enough to want you to have something beautiful in the morning." Neville only stood there with his hands on Megan’s shoulders wondering if he’d even said what he just did.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-04-19 08:31 pm UTC (link)
"Sure you wouldn't," Megan shot back lightly with a breathy laugh. Actually, during their relationship it seemed Megan had been the one corrupting Neville - taunting him shamelessly though he didn't seem to mind it one bit and met her for every tease she had to give out. Megan liked it when a man could keep up with her.

Feeling the warmth of Neville's hands on her arms when he beckoned her to open her eyes, Megan did as she was told and for a moment she wasn't sure just exactly what was so different. Then, the vines that were in shadow leapt into her sight and the bright blush of the pink roses brightened up everything. A small spring breeze caught the scent of the flowers, heady and innocent at the same time.

"Oh gods...Nev, they're beautiful," Megan whispered, reaching out to finger a frothy blossom, the petals so soft and delicate against her touch.

"But how did you get them to blossom already?" she asked, turning around and winding her arms around his waist. Neville didn't answer but just gave her a small, bashful shrug and explained the reason for planting them.

Megan put her cheek against Neville's chest, relishing his embrace when the words hit her and...did he just say...?

well, loves you really...

She knew that she loved him - had for a long time, though Megan did not want to say anything lest she make Neville uncomfortable with a sudden blurting of her affections. Though he should be used to that by now.

He loves me...

"They're perfect...thank you," Megan whispered, her face tilting up and eyes swimming with bright tears as she spoke. "I...I just don't know what to say right now," she admitted.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-04-19 08:46 pm UTC (link)
Neville went along with all of Megan's teasing, she seemed to bring it out in him. He had never been like that before so, he concluded that it was Megan showing him another side of him that he didn't even know existed.

It had taken Megan a second or so to find her gift in the waning light but once she did, Neville beamed at her reaction. She touched the small roses lightly before turning around to see his shrug in answer to her question. "Just a charm that I learned." He gulped and wound his arms around Megan just as she was doing to him, her face resting against his chest as he spoke and then finally holding his breath until he could hear her words.

"You're very welcome. I'm just glad I could do something like this for you." He smiled back at her and noticed her eyes; wet with twinkling tears and he took that as a good sign. Neville reached his hand up and dabbed away one tear that managed to escape with his sleeve, whispering back to her. "You don't need to say anything Megan." He knew he probably shocked her, again, twice in one day - so Neville was more than content with her knowing how he felt and just being there with her. "Just enjoy your day." Neville nodded with a great big grin on his face, that was until he leaned down and kissed her softly, holding her close and letting her know just how much he cared when the kiss turned into something deeper, but just as soft.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-04-25 12:02 am UTC (link)
"How could I not? Neville this has probably beat every other birthday I’ve ever had, hands down," Megan choked out, then laughed as he wiped away a small tear that had escaped. "Even the one where my mum took us all to the zoo and afterwards we all had Barbie-cake and ice cream," she told him, not realizing at that moment that Neville probably had no clue who Barbie was. Megan was still so overwhelmed at the surprise party and Neville’s other gift - and the fact that he just admitted how he truly felt towards her.

"There’s so much I want to say though," Megan murmured but didn’t get the chance to formulate words since Neville was pressing his mouth against hers and she was lost as she was normally whenever he kissed her.

Just as Megan began to kiss Neville back, their mouths opened enough for her to curl her tongue around his, showing him just how much she felt without saying the words, a soft giggling came from behind her. Megan’s back had been to the door of the kitchen where her and Neville had come through and Anna with her big, expressive brown eyes put her hand to her own mouth and giggled again when Megan and Neville hastily untangled from each other.

"I likeded it when da Profs’or kisses Mith Megan," Anna lisped, happy that she caught the two adults kissing. The Professor had made Miss Megan smile - a lot.

"You little monkey - aren’t you supposed to be with Mother Cat getting a bath?" Megan asked with a laugh, trying to hide the fact that her lips were probably very pink at the moment.

About a half-hour later, both Megan and Neville had said their goodbyes for the evening to Mother Cat; the rest fo the party-goers had left hours before and the children were getting settled for the night. Megan felt guilty for leaving her mother in charge of very sugar-high children, but Catherine wouldn’t let Megan stay behind any longer. It was obvious that Neville had other plans for her daughter, particularly after seeing the sheepish look he had on his face when the two of them had returned from outside.

Reaching the little cottage that Neville owned, they both found their way into the living room and on the couch there, Neville cuddling Megan as she lay against him between his thighs, her back against his chest.

"I think I’m having a sugar-crash of my own," Megan said loftily, her head feeling light and floaty - almost drunk.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-04-25 12:24 am UTC (link)
"Really?" Neville said questioningly but with happy astonishment backing it up as he listened to Megan telling him about the other fun birthday she had. "Even with a zoo and... whatever ‘Barbie’ cake is?" He gave a short soft laugh and watched her face, his hand tracing the curve of her cheek before the tear came.

Neville’s eyes lit up when Megan admitted that there were things she wanted to say to him, but there was time, as always. "I can wait Megan..." was the very last thing he said before he leaned in and kissed her. The slow soft melting kind of kiss that drew her in for more. Neville’s arms were wrapped around her, softly but strong as well, his fingers meandering upward to comb through her hair when Megan deepened their kiss.

It was beginning to get very warm in the shade of the evening when they both broke off to the sound of happy giggles. Neville was biting his lip and most-likely turning very red, even though it was only an innocent child who seemed highly amused and happy about catching them.

Megan had convinced little Anna to return to the house, and in turn Megan was convinced by her Mother that she could handle everything. So after they had said their goodnights and had a very enjoyable walk to the cottage, they had a chance to be alone and just relax on the couch in Neville’s living room. Megan was lying on his chest and Neville couldn’t help but wrap his arms around her again, placing small kisses to the top of her head whenever he felt like it.

"I think I know what you mean." Neville said quietly, in quite the daze himself, a very comfortable one. "You know, I could tell you about your other present? That might wake you up." He had a cheeky grin on his face and his bent leg was nudging Megan’s thigh as a tease. Neville could feel Megan perk up at the mention of another gift - he wasn’t sure though if she was going to be excited or would chastise him for doing too much. Instead of worrying about it though, he ducked his head and nibbled on her ear lobe while she made up her mind about how she felt.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-04-25 12:27 am UTC (link)
Raising her head from Neville’s chest, Megan gave him an incredulous look. "Neville - what other present? You’ve done so much already - I don’t need anything else," she told him, putting her hand down and stopping his leg even though his grin was very smug and she couldn’t help but smile back.

"Really, I mean..."

But she could see it in his eyes that he wasn’t going to take no for an answer and she sighed, thunking her head back on his chest.

"Well if it means I don’t have to move...I’m rather comfortable right now where I am," Megan laughed softly which ended in a faint gasp when she felt his lips at her earlobe.

"You’re too much...you do realize that." And I love you for it.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-04-25 12:32 am UTC (link)
Neville laughed at the look she gave him, expecting it fully. "I told you though, you can’t hold this so it won’t take up any space... except maybe in your mind." She laid her hand on his leg to stop his insistent nudging and she finally gave way into a smile even though she tried very hard to resist him.

Megan’s head made a dull thud when she plunked herself back down to her original position. "No you don’t have to move." he said low into her ear before taking the tender lobe into his mouth. Maybe later perhaps.

Neville hugged Megan after he’d brought his head back up to lean back on the pillows. "Well, Present Number Two... is that I’ve reserved a room, in Paris for a weekend." Biting his lip he could feel Megan’s head turn to look at him. "It’s an open-ended reservation so, whenever you feel like you need to get away, we can."

In the back of his mind, Neville was wondering if Present Number Two would lead to Present Number Three. Which was just him.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-04-25 12:33 am UTC (link)
Blinking her eyes, Megan was gob smacked when Neville told her what he had done. A whole weekend in Paris?

"Are you bloody serious?"

It was all she could ask and Neville’s wide grin and nod just confirmed it. If she could have launched herself at him she would, but since they were already cuddled on the sofa together, Megan turned around to straddle his lap and kissed Neville soundly. Over and over again.

"You. Are. An amazing. Man," Megan told him in between smacking kisses on Neville’s lips, then hugged him tightly, her face buried in the crook of his neck. "How did you know? I mean, I don’t think I even mentioned how much I wanted to visit there..."

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[info]dh__neville
2008-04-25 12:35 am UTC (link)
"I’m completely bloody serious." Neville said through his laughter, he couldn’t help the smiles and small chuckles caused by Megan’s reaction. More surprised laughter came when Megan moved on top of him to straddle herself across his hips and he was assailed with a barrage of kisses.

Each word Megan said punctuated a kiss and Neville found himself craning his neck upward to receive the next one, smiling after when her head was nuzzled into his neck. "I didn’t know, I just thought it would be nice for you to see. You could take your paints one afternoon and find a nice spot." Neville whispered and kissed the soft fleshy apple of her cheek before continuing. "I’ll have to admit though, it was slightly selfish. But can you blame me for wanting to go away and just be with you?" His hand moved to play with her hair, smoothing it off of her neck as he spoke.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-04-25 12:36 am UTC (link)
Megan sighed, the image of sitting in a park in Paris with her paints during a bright sunny day - her and Neville alone picnicking. It sounded too perfect. "That sounds wonderful," she admitted, then smiled a bit ruefully, pulling her head away to look Neville in the eyes.

"But with some of the children soon finishing classes at Hogwarts - gods, I don’t know when I’m going to be able to get away," she told him, a bit sad that they couldn’t just take off when he was not teaching during the summer. But summertime was generally the busiest time of year for Megan and her mother with additional children to mind. And then there was the fact that it would be ten years this year since the fall of Voldemort and no doubt the Ministry would be doing a memorial service for that...

"I know you said it’s an open-ended reservation, but I hope it can wait until next year if necessary," she told Neville, worrying her lip with her teeth. It was a long time to ask him to wait - and to assume just where they may be in a year’s time.

Megan toyed with the front of Neville’s jumper, thinking for a minute in silence feeling Neville watching her. Her heart was racing fast, remembering what Neville had told her earlier while they were at the orphanage, alone by the roses and she wanted to make absolutely sure he meant what he had said and that it wasn’t a few words spoken casually.

"Nev...you said something earlier before we left the orphanage and...it’s been on my mind since," she began softly, raising her eyes to meet his calm gaze.

"Did you...did you really mean it when you ...," Megan tried to ask, then swallowed. Her voice was nearly a whisper.

"Do you really love me?"

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[info]dh__neville
2008-04-25 12:38 am UTC (link)
Obviously Megan wanted to go to Paris for the weekend, even the idea seemed to make her sigh, and Neville had gathered that it would be hard for her to get away, it was pretty difficult for him as well. Still, he knew they might have to wait a while.

He watched her while she worried her bottom lip, obviously thinking of a few instances where it would be impossible for them to go - he knew ‘the’ Anniversary was coming up and everyone who had lived through it was feeling it too, no doubt. They’d have to wait and see what could be managed. "It’s fine Megan, whenever you want to go and get away, just let me know and I’ll send the owl."

Neville leaned his head back onto the pillows again and closed his eyes, thinking of the scene he had painted for himself when he had thought up the idea. Coupled with Megan playing with his jumper, it was quite relaxing on the couch and he only gave a soft, affirmative grunt when Megan mentioned ‘something he said’ back at the Orphanage. His face was turning red even as Megan explained what she was thinking about, meeting her eyes straight on. She whispered almost too quietly, but he caught it and sat them up a little so Neville could put his arms around her.

"Megan... " He swallowed slightly and explained further. "I know we both agreed to go slow... and I think we have but, I’ve fallen very hard. And I don’t say anything unless I mean it, fully." Neville bit his own lip and felt his face turning red again when he met Megan’s eyes. "So yes, I really do love you."

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[info]dh_megan
2008-04-25 01:21 am UTC (link)
Feeling her sinuses sting with emotion, Megan swallowed and nodded as Neville spoke. The her heart soared when he affirmed again in a very confident but low voice - yes, he did love her.

"I know you don't say anything unless you really mean it," Megan whispered quickly, keeping her eyes focused on Neville's jaw which was clean shaven but beginning to expose stubble. Megan reached out and touched a spot on Neville's chin, her throat choked up with tears. Yet her eyes were dry, even though she felt a torrent of emotion rain down inside her.

Neville's complexion was ruddy and Megan smiled, cupping his cheek with her hand. "I just wanted to be sure because...Neville I can't remember now when I haven't loved you and it's been so hard not to say anything for some time now."

She gave him a weak, happy smile. "And I'm so happy I can say it to you. I love you too."

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[info]dh__neville
2008-04-25 01:44 am UTC (link)
Neville wasn't sure if Megan was going to cry or not, she was having a battle with herself about something. So all he did was tell her again that he did, in fact, love her, watching her face kindly and listening to every word she had to say with rapt attention.

He could feel a swelling in his chest when Megan touched his cheek, her words touching him even deeper. The fact that she couldn't remember a time when she didn't love him back... was enormous to Neville and overwhelming, in a very good way. "You have?"

Then her small, happily faltering smile came just before she said the words back to him. His own smile mirrored hers and Neville only watched her face for a moment while his hand closed over Megan's, the warmth of her palm making his cheek grow even more red. Slowly, he took her hand away and placed a kiss in her palm, searching her eyes afterward. "I don't know if I've ever felt this happy, priveleged... lucky, in all my life - for you to love me back."

It was Neville's turn then to be lost for words even though his heart was pumping blood through his body so fast that it made his ears ring. All he could think to do was to kiss her, soft at first but then pressing with the need to have her close to him after what they had said to each other.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-04-25 02:48 am UTC (link)
Unable to speak, Megan just nodded at Neville's question, her fingers toying over her lips which were quavering with the beginnings of a smile. She wanted to say "Of course I have!" and list all the reasons why and how happy he made her and how calm he made her feel inside - but all was lost when he placed a soft, sweet kiss in the middle of her palm.

His words were so sincere and reflected just how she felt. Megan felt a prickling behind her eyes from emotion and she could see Neville's pulse throbbing fast in his throat. Then he was leaning in and Megan met his lips with her own, a sweet soft kiss full of their love for each other.

Their mouths moving together, opening and angling for something deeper Megan suddenly felt overwhelmed and she had to pull away quickly, pulling onto Neville so that she could near bury herself into his chest.

"This is all just..." Megan stuttered against the fabric of Neville's jumper, her throat hitching. Her arms held onto Neville's shoulders hard, as if she was afraid to let go.

As if he would disappear right in front of her.

"Can you just hold me for a while? Please?" she managed to whisper, not sure what was wrong with her but for a moment an overwhelming fear that Neville would go away came upon her and Megan knew at that moment - she couldn't bear to lose him.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-04-25 03:05 am UTC (link)
All of his words to her might have been too much, he was definitely feeling it too. Megan watched him through all of his actions; kissing her palm and telling her more of what he'd been wanting to say for quite a long time.

That is until he kissed her and they became enveloped in a passionate kiss, their lips smoothing against each other creating a tight seal, keeping everything for just the two of them.

Megan broke off though, quickly, and buried her head in his chest. She seemed overwhelmed and all Neville could do was keep her close, just where he wanted to keep her. "I know, it's a lot..." They both clung to each other, like finding something they couldn't do without now that they'd found it and it was scary to think of it gone.

"Of course Megan." Neville gathered her in close in his strong arms, breathing in the scent of her deeply as he played with her hair and stroked her back. "I wouldn't want to be anywhere else but here."

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[info]dh_megan
2008-06-14 01:16 am UTC (link)
Watching as the shadows shifted over the walls when the sun finished setting outside, Megan further settled as Neville scooted her back to how they were originally. She felt safe and loved and protected. Megan never knew this sort of emotion existed until now.

She had only closed her eyes for a moment while Neville rubbed her back, his chest rising and falling under her cheek but when she opened them again, the living room was swathed in darkness with a small fire burning in the hearth. Megan raised her head and saw the clock nearby and was startled that a few hours had passed. Obviously they had fallen asleep - or at least she had since Megan didn’t remember there being a fire in the fireplace before.

Looking at Neville, his eyes were closed and his breathing regular - his face relaxed as he snoozed. Megan shifted and craned her neck towards his jaw, pressing a soft kiss just under his jaw line near his ear.

"I love you," she murmured and heard Neville’s sigh and unintelligible mumble back as he began to wake up. Before everything had overwhelmed her that Megan couldn’t feel the desire that was starting to make itself known in the moist, secret places of her body. With a small smile, Megan continued to kiss Neville along his jaw and down his neck, finding a spot under the collar of his jumper which she knew he liked.

Feeling his arms tighten around her and Neville’s warm voice whisper her name, Megan raised her mouth towards his ear and pressed a kiss behind it. She told him she loved him again - unable to stop saying it now that she could.

Her hand found an entrance under the bottom of his jumper and Megan stroked Neville’s bare chest with her fingers while her lips pressed against his ear again. "Nev...?" she whispered and heard a "yeah?" in return.

Her fingers toyed at his navel and Megan nuzzled at Neville’s neck before answering. "Come to bed with me?"

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[info]dh__neville
2008-06-14 01:19 am UTC (link)
The scene on the couch was one of elated comfort - after realizing the enormity of what they’d just gone through, it settled and it gave way to a happy, quiet, euphoric sensation that often lulled people to a deep sleep. Which is exactly what had happened. Sleep took Megan first, Neville had seen her eyelids flutter closed just after sunset. It was a good thing he had his wand right there so he could mutter a small fire spell at the hearth from his seat on the couch. He didn’t wake her, but just rested himself in the warmth that surrounded him.


Neville had drifted off himself, probably only a few minutes after Megan had. All he could feel in that world between sleep and awake was Megan’s soft kiss on his jaw, her words drifting into his head like a breeze. He sighed through a smile and shifted, sleep trying to take him again, but Megan held claim, kissing down along his jaw until she reached that spot near the collar of his jumper that woke most of his body up as soon as her lips touched it.


His arms were the first to wake, squeezing Megan and holding her to his chest tightly while she still moved within them.

"Mmm... Megan..." Another kiss being given after her offered words of love. Sleepily he replied back, nuzzling the side of his head against hers. "Love you too.." A pleased grin spread across his face when he could feel her delicate hands finding their way up his jumper. "Yeah?" he murmured softly back when she said his name questioningly, not really expecting what she said next while playing with the fuzz near his navel, but liking all of it, very much.

He opened one eye at first, watching her and seeing the twinkle within her darkened eyes, not to mention her hand moving under his jumper. She was serious, but still he wanted to make sure. So he asked her while one of his own hands smoothed down the curves of her body, hiking up the material of her dress just slightly until his palm rested on the back of her thigh as she still straddled him.


"If you’re sure.... then alright." Neville’s voice was low and there was something that sounded like hunger reverberating out afterwards. Sitting them up, he watched for her answer and picked her up, her legs still wrapped around his middle, and slowly, between kisses, he brought them both to his bedroom, shutting the door with his foot.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-06-14 01:20 am UTC (link)
Feeling the hem of her dress ride up and slide about the tops of her thighs when Neville stood, Megan held on to his wide shoulders while his hands were securely on her bottom, holding her steady when he began to walk across the floor. Megan murmured and smiled in the affirmative at Neville’s question. She was more than ready. She had wanted this - to be with him; to feel him inside her for quite a while. Her heart fluttered in her chest and Megan saw that Neville’s own pulse was moving rapidly in the hollow of his neck.

Pressing her lips against the steady beating vein in Neville’s neck, Megan moved her mouth against his skin - tasting salt and the tang of his own flesh against her tongue. Megan smiled when she felt Neville’s hands clutch at her bottom even tighter, a small groan escaping him and she continued to kiss and suck at his neck, quite aware that she was probably going to leave a mark there after she was done.

Raising her eyes a moment, Megan saw that they were already crossing the threshold into Neville’s bedroom, and that the door was beginning to swing shut. With a quickness of magic which Megan wasn’t aware that she possessed, she pulled out her wand and summoned her purse, which slipped through the door before it closed, the strap just barely getting caught by the wood.

Meeting Neville’s quizzical look, which was comical in contrast to the desire in his eyes, Megan smiled. "I brought along something which we both have been needing since the last time I was here," she murmured, tossing the purse onto the bed behind her, along with her wand.

"Now...where was I? Oh yeah..." she smirked, then found again that delicate spot against Neville’s neck and she felt a shudder course through his shoulders.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-06-14 01:23 am UTC (link)
Neville was walking them to the bedroom quite slowly, through no fault of his own. His legs seemed to be moving while the rest of him enjoyed the feel of Megan’s mouth working against the hollow of his throat, and the soft weight of her in his hands.

He swayed a little down the hallway, mostly just letting his legs do the work. Letting out a small groan, Neville knew Megan was suckling slightly on his skin and he wondered if she’d marked him at all. Not that he minded of course, the act was making his shoulders shake and his knees turn to jelly.

So much so that he almost didn’t catch Megan’s hasty ‘Accio’ of her purse before his foot had successfully closed them off in his room, his hands relinquishing their extra squeeze on her bottom while he looked at her with a questioning glance. "Ah, I see." Neville smiled cheekily back at her, knowing exactly what resided in the tossed purse. He watched it land onto a nearby chair, that is, until Megan started kissing at his neck once more.

"You were... making sure I would need a glamour charm before my next class." A laugh rumbled through his chest and he was sure that Megan could feel the vibrations escape through his throat. "I’d get a lot of sniggers if I walked into class with a love-bite on my neck, don’t you think?" During all of this, Neville managed to make her giggle enough so that he could have a turn at her neck. There was a faint bitter bite of perfume on his tongue, but the sweetness of her own taste came through.

He was still shuddering and his heart was keeping up in time quite well. Especially when they’d reached the bed and Neville set Megan down first. Standing in front of her, hovering, Neville ran his hands through Megan’s hair and cupped her chin, leaning down to take her mouth in a kiss that was far from the joking a moment earlier.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-06-14 01:24 am UTC (link)
"You could always just leave it and say one of your plants got too frisky," Megan joked, laughing gently along with her lover. Then she gave him a not-too-subtle, sexy glance up and down. "Well, Professor. It’s a good thing they won’t be able to see the other ones I plan to leave behind," Megan told Neville before squirming in his arms as his own lips attacked her neck in a very sensitive location.

Feeling the mattress under her bottom, Megan looked up as Neville let her go but still stood in front of her with an expectant look on his face. She smiled up at him when his hands curled into the length of her hair and she met his kiss with enthusiasm, winding her tongue out to meet his while her own hands began to tug up the hem of his jumper. Megan wasn’t about to go about this gentle or slow.

"Mmmph...off," she mumbled against Neville’s mouth, her breathing already more rapid than it had been just a moment ago.

Not succeeding too far with Neville’s jumper, her fingers abandoned that route and Megan decided instead to pull up the hem of her dress and lift the material up and over her head, mussing her hair but thankfully the fabric was no longer against her skin, which felt feverish.

"Better. Now you," Megan demanded, finding her feet and standing up, grinning bossily at Neville who was seeming surprised by her impatience.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-06-14 01:29 am UTC (link)
"I don’t think anyone would fall for that, considering how red I’d turn trying to get the excuse out." And with the mention of ‘other ones’ Neville caught a hint of what he was in store for that night. Neville laughed against her neck when she squirmed, obviously he’d hit a sensitive bit of skin and he’d have to remember that for later.

There was no time to really think on ‘later’ anymore though, everything was happening right then - including Megan returning his kiss and adding a hint of impatience to their kiss. Neville felt her tugging at his jumper while the two were entangled at the mouth, each of them occupying the other’s moist space with tongues, lips and gasps between it all.

Megan’s impatience grew again when she’d abandoned the tugging at his jumper, moving to her own dress which she pulled directly up and off of her body. Underneath her dress was a very lacy mauve bra and knickers set - which Neville only had a moment to enjoy before Megan was leaping to her feet and ordering his clothes off.

"They aren’t going to jump off of my skin." Neville said with a small laugh, Megan’s hands pawing at the waistband of his trousers even as he pulled his jumper off. The button of his trousers popped undone underneath Megan’s fingers and the material fell in a pool on top of his bare feet.

Both of them were standing there in only their knickers and the only sound that could be heard was their breathing. "Time to even the odds I think..." he said with a blushing smirk - Megan was wearing one more bit of clothing than Neville was after all. Attacking her mouth again with an urgent kiss, Neville reached around Megan’s back and divested her of her bra, letting it fall to the floor to meet his trousers. Her skin was hot to the touch and with his palms splayed on her back, he could feel the pace of her breathing quicken.

So he did what his instincts led him to do - pick her up again, holding her very close so they were skin to skin. Megan could no doubt feel the throbbing bulge that was hidden under Neville’s pants pressing against her - she was moaning softly into feverish kisses, tipping him off. Before too long though, Neville spilled them both onto the bed. "Been waiting so long for you... " he almost groaned out, playing his hands along her body and teasing until she writhed beneath him.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-06-14 01:43 am UTC (link)
"Yes, that adorable tendency to blush - makes me want to shag you senseless everytime," Megan murmured against Neville's lips, a low laugh afterwards which turned into a small gasp when she felt him kissing her neck. "Mmmmm I like that too," she whispered in encouragement.

Their clothing fell quickly from their bodies - Megan laughing as Neville's hair stuck on end after she managed to tear his jumper up over his head. Megan posed at least once in her bra and knickers before Neville's hands were on her body again and Megan sighed at his touch.

When her breasts were free and full in Neville's warm hands, Megan's head fell to the side and she watched him through heavy eyelids. "You always make me feel so good," she half whispered, half moaned," and then her chest was pressed against his and her shoulders hunched in pleasure at the contact.

She could feel the outline of his cock against her bare thigh through his pants. Before she could reach down and touch him, Neville guided them onto the bed, professing how he wanted her and she agreed in return.

"Gods, yes...just touch me...everywhere," Megan begged, her own hands roaming over Neville's bare flesh, seeking out every nook, palming his erection and squeezing it gently and fondling him without any hesitation.

She kissed him deeply, her tongue unfurling and twining to play with his as her other free hand dipped under the waistband of his pants and cupped a bare buttock, pulling him closer.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-06-14 02:03 am UTC (link)
Megan's comment on his blushing possibly made him blush even further, his face heating up and turning a deep crimson. A combination of wanting to kiss her neck and bury his head in her skin ellicited a moan and more words of encouragement.

The soft shuffle of material hitting the floor was quiet but sent shivers up Neville's spine in anticipation. Megan's breasts were full and heavy in his palms, caressing softly and listening to her words. "You always make me feel wanted, and so so good Megan..." They pressed against each other with small whimpering moans breaking the silence in the room.

Once they were lying down, it felt like they were floating above the bed, and Neville followed every expression of want that Megan stated. Neville rested against her, slightly on his side so he could best touch every small expanse of skin that shivered under his touch; her nipples peaked and her back arched when they kissed each other deeply, Neville's fingers moving deftly and circling and touching the sensitive rosy skin.

He wanted more though, just as Megan did. Neville shuddered in a pleasant spasm when Megan's hand ventured to fondle his length and then down beneath his pants to pull him closer. Neville kissed her through a wanting moan, slipping his hand beneath the mauve lace of her knickers and tugging them down, skimming her thighs and over her legs. He could feel her own hands divesting him of his pants, his cock springing to life even further when it wasn't covered.

"Need you Megan..." He bit gently at her lip before moving downward to suckle on one of her darkened nipples, even while his hand pushed her thighs apart urgently and delved inside the wetness he found waiting for him.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-06-14 02:19 am UTC (link)
Her breasts were heavy with arousal and as Neville's fingers circled and teased each one, toying with the deep pink nipples, Megan's excitement continued to mount, her desire throbbing slick and wet between her thighs. He always made her so wet and ready at the simplest of caresses, making her feel like if they went any further Megan would burst into an oblivion of pleasure.

Capturing Neville's moan in her mouth, Megan keened throatily as she felt his hands beginning to inch down the material of her knickers. She had begun to rub and squeeze at his cock, feeling every inch of it through the cotton of his pants and as the material of her own knickers reached her ankles, Megan's fingers breached the elastic waistband of Neville's boxers and found his hard heat.

Seconds later with both hands and with his help, Megan stripped Neville completely bare.

"I know..." she whispered back, stroking his cock lightly, her hips undulating against his body. Megan then felt the tips of Neville's fingers against the moist curls between her thighs and she hissed "yes" in answer, lying back and letting him ready her.

She felt his fingers slip easily through the wet folds of her, slicking over her clit for a moment and Megan gasped, reaching down and grabbing the wrist of Neville's hand which was giving her pleasure. "More...gods," she whispered, guiding him - wanting him inside her.

"Make me ready for you."

As she felt Neville's two fingers dive slowly inside her hot body, Megan pushed her hips up to meet him.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-06-14 04:28 pm UTC (link)
It was getting very hot in his bedroom, almost dizzyingly so. Neville couldn't quite believe that they would finally be joined physically - something they've both wanted for some time. The anticipation was almost too great.

Now both naked and touching each other tenderly but with urgency, Neville let out a soft moan when Megan's delicate hands stroked his length lightly, almost teasingly while he ventured to explore the wet heat between her thighs. She hissed out imploringly, wanting him to go further. Even just hearing her encourage him, feeling her hand guiding him to do what she liked made him even more aroused.

Neville took Megan's other hand a moment, if she kept stroking him like that, it would be a short night. "I think you're already ready - but there's more I want to do to you..." Watching her biting at her lip, Neville plunged his fingers inside her core, rhythmically sliding inside her and curving his fingers upwards to press, putting pressure on that spot that always made her writhe and cry out. All of her gasps usually came when his thumb frigged at her clit momentarily, so Neville stepped it up, wanting to make her wetter and hear her call his name.

Easing his fingers from her, Neville pushed her legs apart further and moved down the bed, ducking his head to take his taste of her. He moaned at the privelege and took the small swelling nub into his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue against it alternately until there was more pleasured noise filling the room - especially when he found her center with his tongue, thrusting inside slowly and going back to lave at her folds.

He was achingly hard and he could tell Megan was so so close, but almost a little selfishly, Neville wanted her to come around him. Crawling up her body again to find her whimpering at the loss of his mouth in her lap, Neville's face was hot and red, pleading with her. "Megan, please let me make love to you... I want you so badly..." touching her wetness once again and stroking himself to make sure she saw how ready he was, hoping she wanted what he did as well.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-06-16 10:17 pm UTC (link)
Megan’s eyes were tightly shut in pleasure as she felt Neville’s long fingers push inside her hot, receptive core, a wet, slick sound from those digits working in and out of her mixing with their harsh breathing and Megan’s own lusty moans of encouragement.

They had both been waiting for this moment but a deep worry never left Megan’s thoughts since her and Neville had become more intimate - something she hadn’t voiced because it really was so very silly. But it was a fact that Neville was considerably larger than her last lover, and it had been several years since Megan even had a lover. She didn’t even own one of those muggle vibrators or dildos - especially not at the orphanage. Gods that would have been an embarrassment of immense proportions, having to explain away that should a child come across it.

Her worries again crept into her head, and Megan already felt her body beginning to clench up tight with anxiety - but that moment soon passed when Neville’s very explorative tongue found Megan’s core, circling her clit and making her grab his head - her hand fisting into his dark hair while her other grabbed the headboard above her and her mouth opened and exhaled a surprised, but very happy "Oh!".

Megan’s arse wriggled and lifted up to meet Neville’s talented mouth and it was so soon that she was oh so close - his tongue licking and his mouth sucking at her very pink and throbbing flesh.

"Oh yes...that’s - right there. Mhmmm...oh - no don’t stop!"

Just at the moment where Megan knew she was nearly ready to tumble over into a powerful climax, Neville moved away and she looked down at him - his lips moist and full - in question of why he stopped. Megan bit her lip and pulled her to him, listening to his words and she kissed Neville hard while her hand reached out towards her purse which was still close by.

It was a moment of clarity earlier that she had just thrown a strip of the condoms in her purse - not bothering to deal with the actual box since fumbling with the condoms alone would be a frustration for both her and Neville.

Making Neville lie back, Megan smirked as he looked dubious - watching her pull out a strip of five condoms. She explained how they came individually packaged and showed Neville just what one looked like when she pulled one delicately from its foil. It was slippery with the manufacturer’s lubricant and when Megan gave the condom for Neville to examine, she laughed when his face showed a blatant sign of disgust from the tacky lubricant on his fingers.

"Don’t worry - I’ve got some much nicer stuff," Megan assured Neville, reaching back into her purse and pulling out a small plastic bottle of muggle lubricant. Even though she felt her thighs sticky from her own arousal, Megan wasn’t going to take any chances of suddenly drying out.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-06-16 11:49 pm UTC (link)
Neville’s fingers were fully sheathed within Megan’s wet, reddened flesh and upon her asking him to make her ready, he scissored those same fingers stretching her further even as he thrusted. The temptation to make her moan was too great, and he knew full well what pleased her.

With his face between her thighs, he could feel her soft skin rubbing against his cheek every time she wriggled beneath him and pushed her hips up to meet his mouth. He only kept flicking his tongue against her clit, intermittently seeking the wetness that coated his tongue and made him moan louder with want to have all of her.

She was so very close, Neville could tell from the tight grasp she had on his hair, guiding him to the most sensitive places of her body. But he straightened up when he could tell it was time.

After telling her, asking her for what they both craved, Megan reached for her purse and made him lie back. Even the moments still waiting made him harder. But he was then distracted by a long strip of foil with circular pockets holding the.... what were they called.... condoms? Neville only watched her curiously and he wondered out loud. "I don’t have to wear all of them at once do I?" And it seemed a very silly question - though it wasn’t to him, he’d never encountered such a thing before. Megan was shaking her head as she took one from out of the wrapper and handed it to him. "It’s all.... sticky." rubbing his fingers together he was becoming more skeptical and then even more so when Megan said she had ‘nicer stuff’.

His brow furrowed as he unfurled the sticky thin bit of ...whatever the hell it was made from while Megan rootled around in her bag. "So...how is this supposed to get on..... ohshit.." Neville had been testing the strength of the said item by stretching it and with the lubricant on one hand, his fingers slipped and the condom went flying across the room - now dangling off the arm of a candleabra. "They’re not supposed to do that are they?" Even Neville couldn’t help a giggle when faced with Megan laughing at the situation.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-06-17 12:00 am UTC (link)
Chuckling at Neville’s question, Megan shook her head - her cheeks pink and her body still pulsing with arousal. "No - not all at the same time. You use one every time you shag and then dispose of it afterwards. Like I explained before - it catches all the fluid when you...erm, ejaculate," Megan told him, rolling her eyes at herself for being so clinical.

"That’s the lubricant," she further explained when Neville complained that the disc of latex was sticky. "They do tend to come out a bit gummy, but the non-lubricated ones - well I’ve been told that blokes find them a bit difficult to put on. Tugs at their bits and we wouldn’t want that," Megan smirked.

She had only taken her eyes off of Neville for a moment, reaching into her purse when she heard him swear out loud. Bottle of lubricant in hand, Megan whipped her head around in confusion and saw where Neville was looking. The condom had sling-shot its way out of his hands and across the room.

Megan fell back on the bed, laughing.

"Oh...my gods, Neville! " she managed to gasp in between giggles. "I can’t believe you just did that!" Megan crawled back to a sitting position, leaning against Neville and still snorting with mirth. "I don’t think that’s the type of decor one wants to achieve," she joked, then kissed him on the mouth.

Tearing off another foil packet, Megan pushed Neville back on the bed. "Okay you. We’ve got only four of these left so I’m not letting you waste this one," she told him with a mock stern look. Swatting him gently on the thigh for saying something sassy in return, Megan reached between Neville’s thighs and took hold of his cock, stroking him gently up and down. He was suddenly very quiet, save for a low groan.

"Thought that might shut you up," Megan murmured, then let go of his member to remove the new condom from its wrapper. As she placed the rolled latex over the tip of Neville’s cock, she grinned then explained what she was doing. It only took a few moments, though she noted he was rather big and the latex was fitting him very snugly as she rolled it completely down to the base of his cock.

"All done," Megan murmured, then straddled Neville’s lap, feeling the tip of his member bounce against her inner thigh as she kissed him deeply. "That wasn’t so bad now was it?"

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[info]dh__neville
2008-06-17 12:04 am UTC (link)
Neville was quite glad that he was getting this little lesson from Megan. He shuddered to think of what that ‘health’ class with Snape would’ve been like if the wizard world had these condoms roaming about.

Megan was mentioning something about the ones that weren’t sticky tugging at his bits. "Um no, wouldn’t want that, thanks." His brow still held a wrinkle between his eyes while he rubbed his fingers together and thanked Merlin he only had a few more weeks of potions to drink.

Still, when the sticky bit of rubber went flying from his hands, something told him that his naivete showed greatly in what had just happened. Megan was sitting on the bed, laughing at what had just happened and muttering about the decor between giggles. "Would’ve made an odd looking tree if it had hit that landscape... bet it would’ve stuck and I wouldn’t have noticed it for months."

Even as he was talking, Megan was still working quickly and tearing open another wrapper. His eyebrows raised and he huffed a laugh when she said she wasn’t going to let him waste any more. "Well pardon me Miss. Everyone-knows-about-condoms...hey!" Megan smacked his thigh gently and took his cock in her hand afterward. He was such a man, he was putty within seconds of her stroking him gently and encouraging a moan from his throat.

Neville kept his eyes open through the whole process, watching as Megan rolled the condom down his length all the way down to the base - which was actually making him rather hot. She moved almost stealthily up his body to straddle his lap. Neville opened his mouth to kiss her back deeply, pulling her closer when he could feel his sheathed hardness rubbing against her thighs. "Wasn’t bad at all..."

Kissing Megan again, over and over until he found her breasts in his hands again, he rolled both their bodies so Megan was beneath him and her legs wrapped around his hips almost instinctively. Being slightly nervous, he gulped before kissing along her neck and whispering to her. "Love you.... hope you don’t mind if I’m slow.." he watched her eyes for concern, knowing that both of them hadn’t been with anyone in a very long time. So with ease and still placing kisses along her jaw, and plumped lips, Neville guided himself inside her, very slowly as he could feel her clenching at the sensation - she was so tight, her whimpering sighs told him to go even slower. But, eventually, they were joined and Neville spent some time touching her, marveling at her beauty and kissing her thoroughly while they each reveled in the moment.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-06-17 12:39 am UTC (link)
"I didn't think so..." Megan said in a low voice, the atmosphere changing from one of awkward amusement to the anticipation from before. She could feel Neville's length teasing between her thighs and Megan leaned into him, his hands finding her breasts and her mouth finding his.

Kissing Neville again, slow and deep, tongues sliding together before breaking apart and finding another angle, then starting all over again rekindled the desire in Megan - not that it had entirely disappeared while she gave Neville his first condom lesson.

"Nev..." Megan whispered as their mouths broke apart again and his mouth had traveled down to her neck before taking control of their position and she found herself being pressed down into the mattress again, her legs automatically parting for Neville's hips which insinuated themselves between her thighs instantly.

She met his eyes and saw he was just as nervous as she and Megan thought that perhaps she was hiding it perhaps just a bit better though her heart was beating like a trapped butterfly against her rib cage. "It's okay...slow is good, Nev." Very good, actually she thought in relief. At least he wasn't going to plunge right in.

Feeling the latex covered tip of Neville's cock seeking entrance, Megan reached down to help but discovered Neville's hand was already there and she looked up into his face with a small smile, letting him continue. Megan inhaled deeply, feeling Neville's length breach her tightness and in reflex Megan clutched at his naked shoulders.

She had to give him credit - he was being slow and careful but Megan still felt like it was the first time again though she didn't know why. Perhaps it had been too long and that Neville was much more than she had experienced before, so before he was halfway in Megan buried her face against his shoulder to stifle a sharp cry as Neville continued to ease his cock into her body even further.

Willing herself to relax, Megan pressed small kisses against Neville's shoulder and her hands roved over all the flesh they could find - over his back and down to his buttocks. It helped, as suddenly Neville was able to slide fully inside her tight core and Megan gasped out a chocked "Ohgods," against his neck, her eyes shut in pained-pleasure.

She had never felt so stretched wide before and Megan opened her thighs even more to accommodate Neville's girth.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-06-18 11:40 pm UTC (link)
If Megan was as nervous as Neville was, he thought she was hiding it very well - he however had no such cover. He wanted this first time with her to be as close to perfect as was possible, and he’d already embarrassed himself with the condom, he had to relax.

The kissing helped immensely; that he could do well. Taking her bottom lip into his mouth for a moment to nibble before letting his mouth open to her, their tongues twining at different angles until they both felt ready again - not that it wasn’t evident that Neville had been ready for a long time.

It wasn’t long after the kissing before Neville was hovering above Megan’s body, her legs stretched wide across his hips, inviting him in as it seemed. He could feel Megan’s feet brushing behind his knees, and her hand reaching down to help before she even knew his was down there as well. When she said that slow was good, that calmed him even further. Neville was watching her eyes, her face, the whole time. Even when the head of his cock only brushed her entrance lightly. But while he eased into her, Neville busied himself by kissing her neck, sucking on her earlobe and trying to capture the small gasps and control his own when Megan clutched at his shoulders. "I’m sorry..."

After that, he went even slower, until he was fully surrounded by Megan’s tight heat and her arms roaming all over his body. Her head was buried between his neck and his shoulder, a choked cry coming from where she was breathing heavily. It was fairly obvious then that it had been a long time, Neville was just glad he’d been able to control himself.

He spent quite a long time kissing at Megan’s neck, coaxing her out of the nestled spot near his shoulder until their mouths met again, warmth running through the both of them. Her hair was soft between his fingers, playing with the strands while he laid upon her, letting her get used to his presence. It gave him another chance to be reacquainted with every soft curve of her body; the tender swell of her breasts peaked with a taut hardness, the solid flesh of her hips that cushioned their pressing, and the perfect pressure of her thighs brushing against his buttocks was enough to leave white indentation marks in her skin where he squeezed gently.

Pulling back from their seemingly everlasting kiss, Neville watched her eyes and held her face in one hand as he began to withdraw, sliding gently within her. His mouth captured hers again between hushed whispers and very careful thrusting. "Tell me Megan... tell me what you want. Slower? Faster... whatever you need love." Neville placed a kiss on her throat that was followed by a groan, having pushed softly deep inside her yet again.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-08-13 09:01 pm UTC (link)
Up and down went Megan's fingers along Neville's spine until she felt she had memorized every nuance and bump as he hovered over her, their bodies joined but still. He was being so slow and careful with her as she felt his lips on her neck, heard his low murmurs and Megan felt the tension of her body begin to melt away.

Feeling Neville's breath near her cheek, Megan turned her head and met his lips with her own. For what seemed like several minutes they kissed - long, languid motions of lips and tongue which rekindled the desire that had just a moment before nearly sputtered out.

Megan made herself look deep into Neville's eyes as he had begun to slide out, her breath hitching slightly from the sensation. He barely withdrew an inch before thrusting back into her tight body and Megan whimpered, biting her lip - but from pleasure.

Ohhhh...

She reached down, her hands spanning either side of his hips to the tops of his buttocks and pulled Neville tight against her, rocking up. "Just this...please..." Megan rasped, urging Neville to rock with her - not so much as to have him thrust in and out but to create the friction from their joining which was causing a deep need within Megan's body.

They moved against each other, undulating their hips and Megan felt the tip of Neville's cock up inside her, rubbing against nerve endings that she only just recently rediscovered she had. For a full minute they rocked, until she felt Neville pull back his hips and Megan gasped as the length of him slipped nearly out of her - then just as quickly was back again.

"Oh gods..." she choked out, closing her eyes as the sensation washed over her.

Again...and again...and again - long drawn out thrusts that ended with Neville buried deep in her tight cunt and Megan began to pull and tug at Neville, pawing at him for more.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-08-19 06:56 pm UTC (link)
Neville did as Megan asked him to. Slowly rocking them together, in time with each other, ending each encounter with a careful thrust. Time after time, Neville bent his head low to kiss Megan deeply in the midst of easing himself further inside of her. Eventually, the furrow on Megan’s brow melted away until she was biting her lip, pulling him closer.

A light dewy mist covered the both of them, more likely from the situation rather than exertion... they were moving so slowly and yet Neville felt a bead of sweat slide down his spine. He pressed his hips against Megan’s when she arched her body toward him, sighing when they met. Neville had to hold off on his thrusts, not wanting this to end, it was hard though, especially when he leaned in close when they rocked together - close enough to feel Megan’s breasts brushing against his chest. His skin was alive with every sensation sending pulses throughout his body.

Supporting himself on one elbow, Neville’s full body met Megan’s in a melding of skin, still rocking and Neville’s other hand tracing the curves of her face, his thumb running along her lower lip before kissing her yet again.

With a small moan coming from both of them, seemingly exchanging sounds in their union, Neville slid nearly completely from her to press his body against her pulsing mound. Though, not long after, he moaned in her ear, feeling her arching off the mattress to meet him, her hands pawing at his back and arse - he thrust his engorged cock inside her wet heat, all the way in so she could feel every inch of him.

An expression of pure bliss painted Neville’s face when he felt that thrust rock through him, and the look on Megan’s face in reaction made him moan out loud in answer. "Ohhhh... Good Gods Megan... uhhhhh..." immediately after, he caught her mouth up in a fervent tangle, still groaning in the back of his throat and rocking his body against hers, reveling in the sensation of her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, and her arms encompassing his torso.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-08-19 06:57 pm UTC (link)
The places where their bodies met, skin to skin, soon became clammy and moist from friction, almost slick as the area where they were most intimately joined. The air in the room had become fuggy and warm from their harsh breathing and Megan could feel the perspiration on her cheeks and pooling little drops between her breasts.

Her hands had been clutching at Neville's shoulders and when she heard his voice, ragged and hoarse with lust, moaning and saying her name a thrill surged up from her belly and Megan scraped her fingernails delicately down the skin on Neville's back, urging him on. She gasped at his reaction, his body surging against her even harder and Megan kicked her heels up so that they were linked over the other at the small of Neville's back.

"Yesss....gods, don't stop now," Megan whispered hotly against Neville's ear, then biting the flesh of his earlobe gently, sucking on it with enthusiasm before another hard ripple of pleasure burst amazingly deep within her womb as Neville thrust home.

The ripple caused her abdomen to tense and Megan shut her eyes tightly, willing her body to climb towards climax as Neville's pelvis rubbed and ground down against her own, stimulating her clit but only just. "OH fuck...fuckmeoh..just," she babbled, then reached down and grabbed Neville's arse, her body practically hanging off of his own but allowing him to still long enough so that she could rock her hips up and up, grinding against him until the moment where her mouth pressed hard against his cheek.

It started so fast and deep that Megan couldn't speak, but only hold onto Neville while her mouth worked soundlessly, mouthing "oh my gods" and "Neville" in silent screams. Then something broke and her voice was found and Megan thrashed as her climax brutally overtook, signaled by her high gasps and coos.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-08-19 06:58 pm UTC (link)
Neville was enveloped by Megan’s body, slick with sweat just as his own body was. They both sought out to create friction for each other, arching their bodies to meet at just the right place and pressing hard. Neville bit his lip through a very pleasurable wave that crashed over him, rising above Megan even with her legs wrapped around him and his hips glued to hers.

His arms felt the burn of holding himself up, rocking back and forth and thrusting all at the same time - the tingle just added to everything when he lowered himself to receive bites and nibbles to his earlobe. All the better to hear what she wanted, even if Megan was mumbling, her breathing and motions told him everything he needed to know.

Her hands clawed lightly down his back and eventually grasped hard at his arse, urging him closer when he’d withdrawn himself nearly completely from her yet again. Pushing himself inside, Neville immediately felt Megan’s body crash into his, her lips against his cheek, and he could feel her lungs fill with air, holding it there in tension. That was until with one final thrust and pressing, Neville groaned when Megan bucked against him, her fingernails digging into his flesh in several locations on his back - her silent screams only registering in whispers before he drew back to see her face.

Megan was gasping and breathing hard, crying out loud when he’d slid himself fully into her, pressing his pubic bone against her clit rhythmically, causing her to thrash beneath him. That was when he had lost it, her soft cooing afterward, her deep gasps and the pulsing of her body wrapped around his cock sent him over the edge. "Uhhhhhh FuckMegan!!!" Neville groaned loudly as he came, frantically reaching down to take her face in his one palm and kissing her within an inch of her life, gasping and moaning as he did so until their lips were bruised and his hips stopped moving of their own volition.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-08-19 07:15 pm UTC (link)
Megan moaned softly, over and over, her cunt spasming around Neville's length and she opened her eyes, seeing the pain-pleasure of Neville's own climax etched across his face. She let go of his arse and ran her hands up to his shoulders again before their lips met urgently, tongues twining slick and hot while they soared downwards from the height of their pleasure.

Their lips finally parted, but only just to nuzzle against each other, their breaths mingling. Megan could see how moist Neville's hairline was, and a few freckles that smattered the bridge of his nose and she suddenly felt the urge to kiss him there - and she did, ever so lightly.

"Gods...Nev," Megan whispered, sighing as an aftershock pulsed through her, causing her arms to automatically tighten around his shoulders.

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[info]dh__neville
2008-08-19 08:46 pm UTC (link)
Neville's breathing came in ragged gasps, still hovering slightly above Megan, pushing his hips gently against hers after they'd both been wracked with spasms of pleasure. Easing himself downward to kiss Megan very thoroughly, he tried to memorize how she tasted just then; sweet, but salty from both of them sweating through passion and exertion.

"Mmmmm.... " was all he could murmur, still pressing against her, sending pangs of quick thrills running up his spine and making Megan sigh each time. She kissed his nose as they nuzzled together, panting and just letting themselves meld together in quiet completion.

Megan's arms tightened around his shoulders, but only until he was lying completely on top of her, caressing and letting all of his muscles melt, each touch she gave him heightened and making his flesh break out into goose pimples.

"You.... are so wonderful. Have I told you that today yet?" Neville kissed her softly again and pivoted his hips, still trying to coax every last gasp from her pouting lips, smiling brightly and with a flushed face when he'd heard her reaction.

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[info]dh_megan
2008-08-19 09:02 pm UTC (link)
"Hmmmm - ahh," Megan sighed in reply as Neville pressed his hips downwards gently and she ran her fingers down the bumps of his spine, feeling the moisture of his exertion pooling in the small of his back. Her head felt light and dopey and she knew she probably had a large smile on her bruised, kiss-swollen lips.

"You might have - I can't remember honestly. S'nice to hear though...feelings quite mutual," she told him with a small chuckle. "Love you," Megan sighed happily, wanting to stay in their position forever but her one leg was falling asleep and she could feel Neville beginning to soften within her.

With regret, she helped Neville to raise up and showed how to hold onto the muggle prophylactic while he withdrew, checking the resevoir tip to ensure it hadn't ruptured. That part always made Megan hold her breath but she let it out quickly when she saw it had stayed intact.

"C'mere," Megan said, her voice husky as her arms reached out to Neville after he had disposed of the condom. She would need to use the loo soon, but right now she just wanted to bask in the afterglow of their coupling.

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