Mandy knew he loves Quidditch and she'd never wish anything bad towards him but she was a bit sad that they'd be in the spotlight for a long while, yet. It was so easy to get lost in the connection they shared. She was always a bit startled by it but she wouldn't deny that she didn't love all of it. Everything with Roger was always perfect and lovely and she sighed softly. All the love that she'd pushed aside for him was bubbling back up. Some days, she was just unable to contain how much she actually felt for him. It was unreal and a bit overwhelming. It was dangerous to give him so much. Shifting, she let him move her knickers down til she was straddling him in nothing but her socks. Smirking a bit, she leaned back, unbraiding her hair, knowing how much he loved the way it wrapped around him. Especially when she was on top.
"Always and forever," she murmured, softly, letting her hair fall free around them. Her fingers splayed over his bare chest and Mandy trailed her lips over his neck, nipping playfully at the sensitive skin. Her fingers slid downward, brushing over the bulge in his pajamas as she slowly made her way down his chest. Moving between his legs, Mandy pulled his pants down just enough to let his cock spring free. He was hard and ready and she gently wrapped her hand around the base, leaning forward, tongue teasing the head. She loved doing this. There was something so empowering about being able to make him hard and aching for her.
Her lips moved around his cock, taking him deeper into her mouth. She teased him with slow, perfected movements, doing everything she knew he liked. Mandy sighed, eyes looking upward, trying to find that satisfied expression he made whenever she did this. Her tongue pressed flat against the hard flesh, licking it's way downward before she took him as deep as she could into his mouth, pumping and licking, giving him everything she had to offer.