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Melinda Bobbin (_melinda_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Melinda hissed, her back arching with the touch of Oliver’s fingers, stretching her neck to keeps his kisses coming only to instead lean back slightly, trusting him completely. She could feel him, hard and warm through his trousers against her and the warmth of his chest against her hard nipples pushing against the diaphanous fabric of her bra. She wanted him, it would be ludicrous for her to try and claim otherwise and she could feel his want for her, too, but it was more than that.

Rolling her hips against him, she hummed softly when he said her name. She liked the way it sounded, and hadn’t expected there to be more. But there was, and each word, she realised, made her feel a little bit lighter, a little bit happier and in an odd way immensely proud of him and touched that he cared like this. She didn’t want his kisses to stop, but… Gently she urged his head up until he was looking at her. That rush of feeling that coursed through her nearly made her gasp as she looked into his eyes and caressed her finger along his hairline – brushing his hair out of his forehead – down to his cheek. She touched the laugh lines by his eyes as she nodded. “Yes,” she said softly, her smile brightening just because she was looking at him. This was Oliver, who had given her the chance to get to know him, instead of just the quick one-night stand that they so easily could have been. Oliver who was so much more than she had believed him to be when he had ‘just’ been one of her favourite customers in the shop. Oliver who trusted her and had opened up to her about all the things the public didn’t get to see and who she could see was running a risk by asking these questions – even if there was no way she would have turned him down. “I want us to be a couple,” she repeated his words, wanting to leave no doubt about her feelings for him. “I don’t want to care if we’re too fast or too slow because it’ll just be us. I want that with you because I care about you. I care about you a lot.” With a wave of her hand, without taking her eyes off his, she summoned her wand, using that to summon her purse. She leaned in and kissed him gently, one hand rummaging through her purse until she found what she had been looking for. With a small smirk she look at him again, and presented him with the small foil package she had just excavated. “I’m on the Potion, but just until we both have certified clean bills of health…”