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Redemption Recalled	By : MoonlightVision Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 9161 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of JK's world and characters, I do not make any money from this. I merely borrow for fun. The only thing I own is my feisty Lexi and the story arch.

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Chapter 12: Anger and Desire
Lexington felt like it had been hours. Her butt was numb from being stuck to the desk, she was exhausted and barely holding it together. She tried to keep the panic at bay, but that was no easy feat. Waves of fear kept washing over her every time she thought about her friends being captured because of her. Because she wasn't able to hold her tongue and Scabior seemed capable of reading her like a book. The fear would then give way to anger. She was angry at herself for giving anything away, angry at the man who's lips and fingers had pulled her secrets from her, seemingly, with ease.
He'd been gone forever. She desperately hoped that meant he hadn't found anything. But what if it meant he had, and he needed to make a trip to the ministry? Or would he take them directly to Voldemort himself?
She heard several sharp cracks and sat bolt upright, breathing hard, staring at the door.
Scabior walked into the tent. His eyes immediately went to Lexington. She looked desperate and uncomfortable. She didn't say anything, she just stared at him, her blue eyes huge and teary. He removed his coat and walked towards her.
She watched him approach, wanting to ask him what had happened, but terrified of the answer.
He stopped just in front of her, “Your friends got away, this time. There was nothing there when we went back.”
Her whole body relaxed and she exhaled a huge breath, closing her eyes, “Oh, thank god.”
She opened her eyes to look up at him. He did not look happy. He looked tired and grumpy, but that didn't stop her immense relief.
He closed the gap between them, putting his hands on her knees.
“Don't touch me,” she grit out.
“You seemed quite willin' before I left.”
“That was before you tried to catch my friends and turn them over to their deaths.”
He chuckled at that, “Lex, that's my job. You shouldn't let that get in the way of what you feel for me.”
“I feel nothing for you,” her words were cold.
“Oh, I doubt that, luv.” His fingers started trailing up her thighs.
Lexington squirmed, she was not going to let herself enjoy his touch this time. His hands gently pried her knees apart and he stepped between her legs.
She leaned as far back as she could, “Don't even think about it.”
Again, he chuckled, “I'm just unbinding your hands, or did you want to be stuck to that desk forever?”
“I already was,” she grumbled.
“It wasn't that long, luv. Barely more than an hour.”
She felt her hands become free and she immediately used them to push him away from her. He let her, but he pulled her off the desk as he backed up. She stumbled as her feet hit the floor, pins and needles shooting up her legs. He gently urged her towards the bed.
Lexington pulled back, “If you think getting me to the bed is going to change how I feel, you are sadly mistaken.”
Scabior continued steering her towards it, “I don'. I'm exhausted an' you look like you are too. I'm gonna let you hate me for one night. In the meantime we could both use the rest an' since we've already shared the bed, I see no reason not to again.”
“I can think of several.”
He'd reached the bed and pulled her down onto it with him, “I know, but I don' care.”
As much as she didn't want to be near him, she was too tired to protest. She turned away from him though, presenting her back to him. He just let out a soft snort and pulled her close, tugging the covers over them.
Draping an arm over her waist, his hand found her stomach and he sleepily drew patterns there. He felt her slowly relax. He smiled as he listened to her breathing even out. Even though she was angry with him, there was something wonderfully soothing about having her pressed to him. Scabior let his eyes close, breathing in the scent that had caused him so much trouble today. His hand stilled as he also dropped off to sleep.

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It was just getting light outside the tent when Scabior woke. When he opened his eyes he found he was lying on his back with Lexington draped across his chest. Smiling contentedly, he looked down at her. She had an arm thrown across his stomach and her head rested on his chest. He brought his hand up to run his fingers through her hair. After a few seconds she shifted a bit, but if she'd woken up she didn't move away.
“I'm still mad at you,” she murmured sleepily.
Lexington kept her eyes closed. She was warm and comfortable and his hand running through her hair felt wonderful. She didn't want to think about the fact it was him making her feel so good. She was still upset about last night, but her body was so relaxed she didn't want to put in the effort to move away or wake fully yet.
He chuckled, sending vibrations rippling through her head and arm, “Figured you would be.”
She gave no reply, wanting to stay cocooned in the warmth and pleasant sensations for as long as she could.
Scabior had no objections to her remaining pressed against him, he'd willingly stay like this all day if it got him closer to having sex with her. Maybe he could. He could give the men the day off. None of them would complain about that. Then he could stay here and work on his own personal agenda.
Having decided to do just that, he started to sit up. Lexington slid off his chest, rolled onto her stomach and buried her face in the pillows, grunting.
“Ugh, what're you doing?” she grumbled.
“Aren't you a pleasant person in the mornin'?” he smirked. “I gotta go talk to the men, I'll be back in a bit, luv. Don't move.”
Lexington felt him climb over her, pausing as he did to press a kiss to her shoulder. Her stomach clenched at the gesture, but then his weight was gone and she heard the tent flap rustle. Don't move? She was too sleepy to bother moving. Where was she going to go anyway?
Outside Scabior found most of the men already up. He couldn't see Ty or Blaine, but knew his message would get passed to them when they did emerge. He accepted the cup of coffee Thom handed him, with a nod of thanks. The cup warmed his hands, it was cold outside and he'd left his coat in the tent.
“I know we were all up really late last night. I figure you're all still pretty knackered, I know I am. So, I've decided we're not goin' out today.”
“We're not?”
Scabior looked to Thom, “No, we're not. We could all do with some extra rest an' a day to ourselves.”
“Tha' mean we can leave camp if'n we want ta?” Ben asked.
Scabior nodded, “Yeah, if that's what you wanna do, go ahead. I'll most likely be in my tent all day.” He saw Thom grin from the corner of his eye. “I've got some work to do an' routes to plan, so you're on your own today. If you need me, knock first.”
Thom's grin grew wider. If the other men hadn't been standing right there, Scabior would have rolled his eyes. The rest of his crew might not suspect anything, but Thom, it seemed, was onto him.
Scabior walked back into his tent. Lexington was still burrowed under the blankets. He quickly walked over to his coat, placed his undrunk coffee on the table, and drew his wand from the secret pocket that he had added. He was the only one who could see it or take anything out of it and he'd taken to putting his wand in there when he knew he'd be sleeping with Lexington roaming freely about the tent. He put up a silencing charm and a spell that would let him know if someone was at the door, then put his wand back in the coat pocket.
He peeled off his shirt, as he made his way back to the bed and slid in beside Lexington. She didn't seem to notice, so he glanced over her shoulder and saw that she had fallen back to sleep. He smiled. That was okay, he found liked waking her up. The way she grumbled sleepily and didn't want to be disturbed amused him.
Scabior lay on his side, head propped up on one hand, as he slid the other under her shirt and began trailing his fingers over her back. Her body immediately responded, twitching every time he hit a sensitive spot.
He brought his hand away briefly to smooth her hair away from her neck, returning it to her back as he leaned in to place a kiss just below her ear. She let out a throaty groan and her body shifted towards him.
Lexington woke slowly, something pulling her blissfully from her slumber. Once she was awake enough, it registered that Scabior had returned and was trailing kisses along her neck. She was just about to tell him that he still wasn't forgiven, when he sucked her earlobe into his mouth, grazing his teeth across it. She moaned softly as she temporarily forgot how to breath.
He leaned closer, pushing his body into her back as he lifted her shirt exposing her skin to the cool air. His fingers found that sweet spot, just above her hip, and her whole body arched, pressing into the mattress.
His lips left her ear. The air hitting the wetness his mouth had left behind made her shiver. He buried his face in her hair and inhaled deeply, “Morin' again, beautiful.”
“Scabior, what are you-” his fingers tickled that spot again and her moan cut off the rest of her question.
He seemed to understand anyway because he answered her in a husky voice, “I'm showin' you how good it is, to wake up next to me.”
He grabbed her hip and flipped her onto her back. Lexington barely had time to catch her breath before he was straddling her. She just had enough time to realize he was shirtless before his lips were on hers, devouring her. Merlin, it felt good to have him kiss her. It shouldn't, but it did. She hated that small part of herself that caved every time he touched her, that part that had started craving his kisses. When had that changed? When had she stopped fighting him? She knew she still should, he was a snatcher and he'd almost found her friends, but she couldn't make herself stop him anymore.
Her hands found his chest and pleasurable shock washed over Scabior as he realized she wasn't pushing him away, but tentatively caressing his muscles. He let out a soft growl and pulled at her bottom lip with his teeth. She responded just the way he wanted and parted her lips to allow him entrance to her mouth. This kiss was burning him up, stirring the fire in him to new heights.
Lexington trailed a hand down to his abs, lingering there for a moment before she let it edge around to his back. She was losing herself in his kiss, her tongue dancing to meet his daringly. He groaned into her mouth, stirring something deep within her. She pulled him closer, digging her fingernails into his flesh.
He broke the kiss and dropped his head to her shoulder, “Merlin, Lex...” he said, breathing heavily, “Are you tryin' to make me lose control?”
She wriggled beneath him, trying to relieve the tension she could feel coiled all over her body, “How could I possibly be making you lose control?”
He sighed, “You 'ave no idea, do you? How much you affect me? How deliciously tempting you are?”
She looked at him with wide, lust hazed eyes, provoking another groan from him.
“It's takin' everything I have not to bury myself in you an' fuck you so hard you forget your own name.”
Lexington's mouth fell open at his words, desire and fear shooting through her. She knew that's what he wanted, but she had no idea he'd been holding himself back, no idea it was proving just as challenging for him to stop himself as it was for her to stop him.
Scabior took advantage of her open mouth to deliver another searing kiss. His hand brushed down her side to her hip, feeling nothing there but soft flesh and thin lacy material. He'd forgotten her jeans had come off last night, but found himself glad of it now. His thumb glided under the edge of her knickers, as he started to slide them off of her.
She tensed under him, the hand on his chest pushed lightly to break the kiss, “Scabior?”
“Yeah, luv,” he said softly, seeing fear creep back into her features.
Lexington took a deep breath, “I-... I'm not ready for-... for that.”
He swallowed. It was a step in the right direction, she hadn't said 'no'. He leaned in to place a gentle kiss to her lips.
“I know, an' I won't. As much as I'd like to, I won't.”
Lexington relaxed, thankful he had more will power than her. If he'd continued, she knew she would give in, despite her protest. He started to kiss her throat, and his fingers grazed her side again. She closed her eyes, revelling in the haze of pleasure surrounding her.
His hand, once again, started to pull her knickers down.
“Scabior-” she got out before he sucked on her pulse point. His lips moved to the base of her neck and she tried again, “Scabior, you said-”
He raised his head to look at her, his eyes dark with desire, “Let me show you how good it can feel.”
Lexington sucked in a breath, as her stomach fluttered uncontrollably.
“I won't do anythin' you don' want me to, but let me show you.”
The look in his eyes and the deepness of his voice captivated her, unable to look away or speak, she simply nodded slowly. Her heart stopped when his face lit up with a smile and he kissed her passionately.
Her stomach clenched fiercely as he moved down her body, dragging her knickers down to her ankles and off. She realized she'd been holding her breath as his lips found her stomach, gasping in lungfuls of air as he positioned himself between her legs. Merlin, what had she just agreed to?
His fingers, gently stroked soothing circles on her thighs, as he peppered her stomach with kisses. Lexington lay her head back on the pillow, as fire consumed her body. He parted her folds and his thumb circled her clit before rubbing it softly. The feeling made her cry out.
Last time he'd had his hand there he'd paused in between each stroke, this time he didn't. His thumb continued to tease and massage the sensitive nub, causing a wonderful pressure to build inside her. She didn't know what to do to relieve that pressure, but she needed to. She moved beneath him, her hips rolling of their own accord.
He smiled against her skin, placing one last kiss on her navel. Then his lips were gone, she whimpered at the loss, only to gasp seconds later when she felt his tongue flick across her inner thigh. She bit her lip, trying to hold back a moan when his teeth gently nipped her skin.
Lexington was seeing stars, she couldn't focus on anything besides the marvellous feelings his actions were giving her. She could feel something building in her, something that threatened to overwhelm her completely, and she found she wanted it to.
His mouth moved higher. He paused for the briefest moment, removing his fingers from her, then she felt his breath on her exposed clit. Rational thought returned to her. He wasn't going to do what she thought he was, surely. His hot, wet tongue flicked out, swirling around the little lump of nerves, and all thought, rational or otherwise, fled her brain.
Colours. Colours danced before her closed eyes as she moaned loudly, grinding herself towards him. White hot pleasure, speared by flecks of red. His hand came up to her hip, pushing her back into the bed, preventing her from moving the way she wanted. She growled in sweet frustration, earning her a chuckle from him, which vibrated through her centre, sending her spiralling higher.
His lips closed on her, sucking her into his mouth. The pleasure was so intense she was barely aware as he slid a finger inside her. Until he wiggled it. Her whole body jerked with her sob of pleasure. It was too much, the pleasure was building to something almost painful and she didn't know how to make it better.
“Scabior... Please...” she begged, for what, she didn't know.
It seemed he did though. He began moving his finger, slowly pumping in and out, each thrust coiling her tighter and tighter. Suddenly his finger curled inside her, hitting a spot that wrenched a cry from her throat. His fingers found that magic spot on her side at the same time as his lips sucked her clit again, harder this time.
Lexington let out a strangled scream as the tension in her body suddenly exploded, sending wave after wave of bliss coursing through her body. Her hands fisted into the covers and her back arched off the bed. She gasped for air, vaguely aware of Scabior's hands stroking her side. She felt him crawl back up her body to lay beside her, pressing soft kisses to her neck and cheeks, his hand now on her stomach, calming the trembling that was overwhelming her.
Scabior lay still, gently soothing her as he watched her slowly came down from her high. It had been breathtaking to watch, to see her lose control so completely. She'd never been more beautiful and he'd never wanted her more than in that moment.
When she had finally caught her breath, she turned lazily to him, a sated smile on her face. “That was-...” she trailed off, trying to find the word.
He smiled, “Amazing, isn't it, luv?”
“Hmmm,” she just hummed in agreement. A small frown pursed her lips, “Are you-”
Scabior chuckled, “Don' worry about me, Lex. Just rest.”
“Okay,” she breathed, snuggling closer.
He wrapped his arms around her, sighing contentedly. There was no way he was going to tell her that watching her writhe in ecstasy had sent him tumbling over the edge too. He'd been so aroused, just drinking her in, that he had come in his pants like a lusty teenager. He'd magicked away the evidence while she floated down from oblivion. He was almost glad though. He didn't think he'd be able to lie quietly beside her if he hadn't had his release. This girl was proving to be so much more than he'd ever thought possible. He couldn't get enough of her. Maybe he'd keep her, even after he'd achieved his goal.
With that last thought sending a smile to his lips, he drifted into a peaceful sleep.
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