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Neville Longbottom (greenthumb_nev) wrote in wished,

"You did?" he said quietly, swallowing hard before he kissed her again lightly, "Hannah, I've never...you should know...I do not have much experience in that area," he said, even as his head still touched hers. He grew silent as he thought. Swallowing, he spoke again, "I want to be with you Hannah. Please. Let me make love to you...," he said quietly, his hands moving down her back to move closer to her, his hands into her hair.

She blushed slightly. She had been thinking more of falling asleep in his arms, but she felt that tight curl in her belly when he asked to make love to her. Her pulse was thudding in her chest as she watched him, "I'm flattered, Neville, that you want me. You make me feel so much more then myself and I.... I would like that."

He could not believe his cheek, being so forthright and open, and yet she had responded, encouraging his secret want, "We can go slow, if you want Hannah. I do not want to rush you," and he flushed, "I'm so bloody bad at this," he lamented but he moved to gather her up into his arms, to kiss her brow, her cheeks, "Yes, we can go slow," he murmured between kisses, holding her close as the telli spoke on about something he had barely been playing attention to at the moment. He held her close, his heart beating hard in his chest, afraid to speak for a moment.

She nuzzled him softly as her hands smoothed along his back, trying to reassure him as he kissed everywhere. Her mouth pressed softly to his skin, "I'm not the most experienced either, despite having a child." she said, quietly. She'd only ever been with Marcus. She'd loved him, but it wasn't like they'd been sexually active their entire relationship, it had only been the last few months.

Those words helped soften his anxiety, and he pulled back, his own hands finding her face, caressing her gently, "Together. We can do this together," he murmured before pulling her close for another deep kiss. He wanted this, to be with her so very badly; he had not realized it until just then how much he wanted to be with her.

Her mouth moved with his, her mind muddled from champagne and his kisses, "We should go back to my room." she mumbled, moving slightly to push him back, not even realizing how much her dress had hiked up.

He did as she asked, dazed himself at how things were going, and he looked down to see her legs, exposed well above her knees. He moved back, sitting, still stunned at what was happening, and he nodded at her suggestion, "If Livey got up, she might find us here and that wouldn't be good," he began as he moved to rise from the couch. His own clothes were slightly twisted and rumbled and he ran a hand up through his hair as he stood, getting his bearings. He noted that she was still sitting and he reached down to her, to help her up. "If you want, I can cast a silencing spell, so your room stays quiet and we don't wake her up," he offered, his fingers threading through hers as she rose. A smile began to form on his lips; he could not believe how incredibly privileged he felt, how lucky, "Hannah," he began again, and then he blushed and shook his head, so pleased his smile was hurting his cheeks.

She fixed her skirt as she got up and gave him a small smile, "Let me get the monitor just in case she wakes up." she said, quietly, moving to grab the small white walkie talkie thing. She used the little bit of space to clear her head. She knew that she wanted this. She returned to him after a moment and took his hand, leading him down the small hallway to her bedroom on the end. She opened the room, having a basic queen sized bed. There wasn't anything super fancy in her room, it was mostly just plants.