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Firefly	By : AngelaBlythe Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Remus/Ginny Views: 11347 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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~FIREFLY~

Ginny turned her back on him, letting out a small �hmpf� as
she crossed her arms over her chest and flipped a smooth wave of long hair over
her shoulder. �Coward.�

�Ms. Weasley, please, you must understand my ��

�Position? You mean terribly attracted to me but too
spineless to cross a sofa cushion and kiss me like you know you want to.�
She tossed him an angry glare over her shoulder, copper-brown eyes flashing
dangerously for a moment, her cheeks a little pink, either from embarrassment
or the heat of the nearby fire.

�As your teacher, I would never be permitted to ��

�Show your feelings, I know. But that doesn�t help us
when it really gets down to it, does it, Remus?� Ginny bit out, glaring at
Remus venomously before dodging behind another wave of curly, auburn hair.

�Look, Ms. Weasley ��

�Oh! So, it�s Ms. Weasley now! What about last
week, hmm? I clearly remember being called �my precious firefly.��

�I�m not saying you don�t have reason to be angry with
me�Ginny. But you have your reputation to think about; you have a
future. You�re a �� and he blushed here, though Ginny didn�t see it, for
she still stubbornly refused to face him, �� very beautiful young woman, and
you don�t need someone like�like me.�

At this, Ginny turned to face him. �And what is that
supposed to mean? �Someone like you?��

�Ginny! Can�t you use your eyes for once?! You
know what I am; everyone does! I can�t even get a marriage license
because my kind are still considered magical beasts ��

SMACK!!!

A red welt formed on the soft cheek of Remus� face.
His eyes widened, and slowly, he brought a hand to his cheek delicately,
looking at Ginny the whole time. She was fuming, her eyes glinting madly
in the firelight, her hair dancing and wild. She�d turned to him to smack
him hard. Now she was standing, her hands on her generous hips, face
angrier than Remus had ever seen it.

�Don�t you EVER say
that again, Remus! If I EVER
hear you say that word again, I swear to the gods, Merlin, and Circe you will
never forget it! If you would open your eyes for one blasted second and
realize I see you for who you are and
not what you are, you would also see
you�re hurting me very much. I have never loved a man as much as I love
you, Remus, and it hurts that you can�t find it in all the love I�ve given you
to love yourself a bit.�

�Firefly�� Soft blue eyes met stormy copper ones, only
to be assaulted by tears and pain. Remus saw no anger in her eyes; he saw
hurt and ache � not remorse or shame, not guilt or terror. �I��

Her fleshy lips pouted delicately as she looked down on
him. �Should I leave, Remus? Am I wasting my time, my life, my
love? Because, I have to tell you, I�ve never felt like I�ve ever wasted
love before. It would be new for me if a person I loved didn�t love me in
some way back, even if it wasn�t in a way I wanted.�

Ginny was saddened by his silence. She felt no guilt
when she looked at him, even though his pink welt was now a brilliant
red. She was only in pain, emotional pain, because the one man she loved
was the one man who couldn�t love himself enough to love her back. His
pale blue eyes were pleading, and, though she doubted he knew it, his body was
clearly saying he wanted to kiss her. But he wouldn�t get off that couch
in his private study where she�d cornered him. The fire cracked loudly
for a few moments, and Ginny felt the tears building behind her eyes.
Maybe she would let him see them, just to get him to feel something for her.

And finally, when she could wait no longer in the eerie
silence, Ginny began her slow track to the door, reflecting on how many times
she�d left this room feeling the same. Hurt. Hurt because Remus
Lupin was too much of a coward to give in and kiss her again.

Maybe it was because of his stealth or his quick
movements. Maybe it was because she wasn�t expecting it or because she
was thinking about something important. Whatever it was, Ginny was
completely taken off guard when Remus� soft hand descended on hers and spun her
neatly against the chamber door.

She was automatically allowed to feel his arousal, and by
the way he was unconsciously moving against her hips, she could tell he�d
wanted this for a long, long time. His chest was firm against hers, and
even his hands, his warm, tender, yet powerful hands, were now aggressive and
solidly holding her against his door. But his eyes were the most intense
part of him, and Ginny felt awe in the amount of dignity and soul he held in
them, feeling for the first time that she was seeing Remus Lupin the Man, not
Remus Lupin the Shadow of the Man.

After a few moments of him just resting against her, making
her skin tremble with anticipation and her blood boil in agony, she felt a
velvety sweep across her lips and closed her eyes blissfully. Yet again,
Ginny was thrown off guard by the suddenness of his moves. Remus� lips
crashed down on hers. Hungrily, tirelessly, imploringly, he searched her
mouth, giving her the feeling of a bomb dropping straight from his tongue to
her abdomen.

She moaned, thrusting herself against him, urging him,
whimpering into his forceful kisses, making sure he knew she needed him more
than anything. She felt the rhythmic thrusting of his pelvis against her
stomach and listened as he let out a feral growl, claiming her mouth again and
again, thrusting deep inside her over and over, as if in promise of other
activities.

She felt herself savagely ripping at his clothing, not
caring if it all was torn to shreds. All her control was gone anyway, and
all she wanted was the feeling of his skin on hers, rubbing and sliding and
skimming and stroking continually. She wanted him to feel the same fire
in her stomach, the same twinge of excitement.

Without her ever having time to expect or suspect it, he
lifted her and forcefully propelled her against the door. She groaned,
her eyes rolling in the back of her head out of sheer pleasure when he thrust
at her. She could feel her panties getting soaked at the sensation of his
hips grinding into hers. She locked her legs around his waist and bucked
against him, hearing another untamed growl erupt from his mouth.

Her button-up Oxford
shirt was now in pieces on the ground, though she couldn�t quite get her tie
off yet, and her shirt was bunched up around her hips. There was more
skin touching now, much more as he tore off her bra and immediately pressed his
bare chest against her. Ginny shivered in excitement, wanting to get his
trousers off as soon as possible.

�Remus,� she half whined, half urged, as his mouth plundered
her breasts. There was something artistic about his animalism, something
rustic and definitely arousing. He nipped at her breasts, never too hard,
but always skirting the place she wanted him most. She could already tell
the sides of her breasts would be bruised in the morning.

Without warning, she was spinning and weightless, though
Remus� lips never left her chest. She recalled hitting another door for a
moment, before it opened, and then being flung unceremoniously on a soft
bed. His lips were on her breasts still, and Ginny knew she was moaning
uncontrollably at his sweet torture. As his lips went lower, Ginny felt
her skirt and now damp panties sliding away from her, and the most wonderful
sensation she had ever experienced began.

It took her a moment, but she finally understood that it was
Remus� tongue! She let out another breathless moan as he teased her clit
mercilessly, a non-rhythmical pattern of licking and sucking and biting and
blowing and nuzzling began, and it took all of Ginny�s control to keep her
pleasure to a dull roar. Everything was spinning, and nothing was clear
but the fact that the man she loved was finally doing something she�d never
dreamt.

And then she saw stars, lots of them. Her head was
light, and when she came around, she found herself muttering Remus� name over
and over into his hair as he sucked at her neck ruthlessly.

�My firefly,� he murmured gently into her neck as she lifted
her head. �My perfect, beautiful, brilliant firefly. I love you, my
firefly.�

�Remus,� she panted, her eyes meeting his in a sated way, �I
want you in me�now.�

It didn�t take much, because within a few seconds, he�d
shucked his trousers and boxers off and lay above her in all his nude
glory. Ginny�s eyes widened, and she felt an intense need to touch the
pulsating shaft in front of her, even if it was just for curiosity�s
sake. Remus groaned loudly when she wrapped her fingers around it,
burying his head in her neck and hair, murmuring something or other.

Ginny felt moisture on her fingers and frowned momentarily,
bringing her hand to her face and seeing several pearly drops on her
fingers. Remus was watching her closely, but she was clearly more
interested in the milky liquid. She tentatively licked her fingers,
hearing Remus� groan quite clearly, and finding the liquid satisfyingly
salty. Before she could reach down and try some more, his hand snaked out
and grabbed her wrist, his eyes pleading almost as he looked at her.

�Please, I don�t think I could handle any more of that,� he
said in a husky voice.

Ginny bit her lip, suddenly feeling a bit shy.
�Remus�this will be my�I�m a virgin. I�I hope that�s okay.�

Remus� eyes opened wide, and he nodded mutely as he nudged
at her entrance tenderly. �The first time, well, it hurts a bit, firefly.
I�ll try to be�gentle, so it won�t hurt.�

�Don�t,� she blurted out, feeling heat rise in her face as
she looked into his surprised eyes. �I�I like it when you�re
rough.� Then she bit her lip again and lowered her eyes.

She heard Remus gasp and blushed a little more.
�Gods! I�m an old man, Ginny; say things like that to me, and I might
have a heart attack!�

�So you don�t like it�� she said in a confused voice.

Remus felt like crying. �No, I love whatever you love,
firefly.�

�Oh,� she said simply, looking into his eyes again and
adjusting her hips, rubbing against his hardness suggestively.

�Are you ready?� he asked with his last shred of
control. He could only imagine how hot and tight she was�oh gods, he
couldn�t think about that right now. Ginny watched him with attentive
eyes then gasped as he rubbed against her firmly.

�Yesss,� she practically purred, her eyes rolling to the
back of her head.

Stationing himself between her legs, Remus decided on the
fast and easy way. Her eyes widened, and she let out a surprised gasp
when he broke her seal. She didn�t cry out too loudly, and Remus felt as
though he were entering heaven. She was so tight and warm, her virgin
walls grasping him tightly as he made small moves. He knew she wasn�t quite
ready for what she really wanted.

Remus felt his eyelids flicker uncontrollably, as she met
him in his thrusts for the first time, her hips rising to his in an unspoken
rhythm. He stared into her open eyes, glad she liked to watch him
watching her, glad she wanted to look at him as he deflowered her.

A solid thrust � she�d challenged him, he knew it, and he
felt himself grow even harder at the thought. She was already bucking
against him, urging him to go faster and harder. Remus didn�t need to be
told twice. He leaned over her on his forearms, kissing her passionately
and reveling in the feeling of her fingers gripping his backside. She
ushered him closer to her, farther in. With that, he pulled out quickly
and then right back in, watching her eyes mist over; her moans growing
louder. He slammed into her again, and her hold on him slipped, her
fingernails dragging over his back, razing the soft skin.

He felt himself growl, plunging harder into her depths, her
tightness and heat almost unbearable to him. She stopped, her eyes
glazing over, and her orgasm hit her. The walls contracting on him were
too much, and Remus exploded into her, listening to her cry his name again and
again in her state of bliss.

Collapsing on top of her, Remus tried to shift his body so
as to make her more comfortable, but she welcomed his weight, holding him close
to her while she murmured sweet nothings into his ear. Her love, her
feelings, her praise. Remus had never felt so complete in his life, and
something inside of him told him that he could never let his little, red-headed
firefly go, lest he would suffer something worse than death.

When he finally rolled off of her, he brought her close to
him, pulling the covers over them sleepily and doing his best to memorize her
expression of complete content. She leaned in and kissed him, her small
tongue darting between his lips, pulling him into her one last time before she
fell asleep in his arms.

�I love you, my precious firefly.�

Author�s Notes: Well, that was just some harmless smutty
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