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Ritual of the Mates	By : ImperatriceDio Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 6757 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He stared at the stilled
silhouette, secretly hidden by the shades of the luxurious red curtains. She
seemed to be concentrating on a specific task, absorbed to the point of
ultimate meditation. This dedication,
from such a young witch, never ceased to amaze him. Thinking, he realized that all the praises made
in her regards were rightfully claimed.

From a sudden caress of the wind,
her skirt lifted inches up, revealing the fair skin of her thighs, but she
stubbornly ignored it. He could have run
up to her, right at this moment, where no one was around, only the two of them,
in their own contemplation. Temptation was part of his day to day life, when
the most subtle perfume cruelly tickled his nostrils restlessly. That swift of air was not helping, as her
natural sweet mixture of sugar and spices reached to him. Growling inwardly, he stepped closer, at the
risk of revealing his spying, with his mind too ensnared to care. In his eyes, she was a mate he knew would
satisfy his beastie needs, without any fear or revulsion. Her open minded personality had shown him the
greatness of her heart and the constant yearn to reach the limit within the
boundaries of life, their life as teacher and student. She was the one who would unleash the power
within as their bodies entangled in an endless dance of love.

Finally, her trance ended and
with a smile on her face, she turned. As
if knowing what happened during her moment of focus, she looked upward and
stared directly into his eyes.
Instinctively, he backed away, but the fixed gaze kept him prisoner, and
he fell forward once more. Walking
slowly towards the entrance, never breaking eyes contact, she stepped inside
the castle. The lasting moment before
she reached the classroom where he stood, seemed like a never ending
torture. All his senses could smell her,
detecting her needs mixed with slight apprehension. She must know what transpired and wanted
answers. If only she was ready to accept
it, to abandon her soul to his caring.

He slowly made his way to the
door, and opened it the moment she was about to knock on the hard wood. He greeted her silently. For a moment, neither of them moved, but they
spoke the language of the heart as he brought his hand up, and softly lost his
fingers into the softness of her curled hairs.
She shivered when his thumb pressed on her temple, but her body did not
back away. Her tiny feet lifted up until
she stood on her toes. Closing her eyes
and slightly parting her lips, she waited.
A moment of uncertainty crept in his mind, logic threatening to take
over his most wanted wish, but as it is, the nature of the beast and the man
won the fight. Bending his head ever so
slowly, his lips reached hers, brushing them nervously. Even if she was a mate, she was still pretty
young, unsure of how to respond to this first kiss. Taking control, he used his upper lip to
bring hers apart and let his tongue slipped gently through the small entrance
without losing the grip behind her head.

Expecting a possible backward
reaction, he did not forced in until he could smell her willingness. As soon as
he perceived the girlish excitement flooding his nostrils, he deepened his
luscious tongue, reaching for hers. The hand holding the back of her head
crisped, following his state of eagerness.
Moaning loudly, he increased the pace of their kiss, giving her barely
enough time to breath. Stepping back, while
grasping her firmly, he closed the door with his foot. Just as swiftly, he banged her on the thick
wall and towered her frail form. Her purity
was sending millions of sparkle throughout his body, bringing his ecstasy to a
point of no return. She leaned back, taking a step to broke their embrace and
lowered her eyes to the floor, panting and blushing furiously. Doubts were making their way in her soul but
he had to cut through it like a sharpened blade. With his free hand, he placed two fingers
under her chin. She was welcomed by a reassuring smile and a look that begged
her to give into this privileged moment of total abandon. Her mind cleared itself as quickly as it had
been trapped seconds ago. Grinning
shyly, she reached for her delicate blouse, unbuttoning it with more
confidence. Not wanting to push on her,
he stayed immobile, drinking the delicious scent of her courage. Bit by bit, her skin was exposed to him in
the most arousing demeanour. By the time
she had her curves showing off; he was lost in the world of lust. Knowing that she was ready for him, he
approached her and pull out the garment, letting it fell softly on the stoned
floor.

Her eyes met with his, again with
that strong determination she had made used of earlier. Remembering his role, he pulled on her arm,
firmly enough to show his intention, but ensuring her complete acceptance.

�Remus�
she whispered, already out of breath.

�My lovely mate� he replied,
lowering his voice to a charming breeze.

He went for his own garment,
although torn as they were, he took time to pull them off, never losing the focus
on the girl. With his wand, he
transfigured the pile of cloth into a gigantesque cushion. Standing half naked,
he sprayed his arms and she put her shaky hands into his. They bent together and he leaned her
carefully, parting her legs to settle himself in between. A tear fell on her cheek, but she kept her
eyes closed. She was not crying out of
fear; instead he smelled anticipation and happiness. This was to be soft, but with not much of
foreplay. Hiding his head in the arch of
her neck, he bit her gently. A faint gasp escaped her lips. Instinct got hold of her body as she helped
him out of his last piece of clothe, with the help of her feet. Lurking one hand underneath her skirt, he
froze at his sudden discovery. She knew! Of course, you could not
expect less from that witch. Bravery was indeed part of her exceptional
charm.

�My Hermione� he breathed in her
ear, licking the lobe and grabbing it between his teeth.

�I would not have come, and turn
you down.� she said, each words filled with passion.

It brought him to the summit of
his desire, unleashing the last string of control he had kept until now.
Feeling her entrance with the hot tip of his cock, he raised to meet once more
with her enflaming hazel eyes. With a
simultaneous consent, he pushed in, taking her gift, ripping through in
delight. The perfect mate, he thought for himself as he felt the muscle
trapping his hardening. Howling, like he
had done so many repetitive nights, he fucked the girl of his dreams, the one
that had captured his soul from the very beginning. Her whimpers travelled inside
him, jolting his whole body, and increasing the strength of his thrusts. He
went as deep at each of them, completing the ritual of defiling his mate, his
satisfaction rendered by the loud feminine moans making their way out from her moisture
lips.
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