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Kiss From A Rose	By : Cupiditatis Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 10939 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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nana nana
nana nana nana na, drink up me hearties. Yo ho!...

oh, sorry, it�s the PotC-fever�

The
wedding dress I �tried� to describe
can be seen here:

www.Aireswindstudio.De/brautkleiderab01.htm

It
is the 4^th dress (click on the pic to
enlarge)

Chapter 5

I declare you man and wife!

Angelina was standing in front
of the mirror looking at the dress she was wearing. Of course it was
breathtakingly beautiful. She hadn�t expected anything else when she had opened
the box. She wondered whether or not Adrian had chosen it. He
probably wouldn�t believe in it bringing bad luck if the man saw the dress
before the wedding.

She lifted her hand and the
see-through sleeve fell open looking like a fan from her elbows on. The upper
parts of the sleeves were tight around her arms. The dress had a rather deep
v-neck which revealed the top of her breasts. The white fabric made her skin
look even darker than it already was.

Beige embroidery made its way
from all over the top to the sides of the skirt. When she had put the dress on,
Angelina had silently
wondered just how many layers of fabric the skirt contained and she was
surprised to find it now lying perfectly around her body.

She had thought about putting
her hair up but then decided against it when she remembered Adrian�s comment the last
night. So her hair was falling openly over her shoulders again.

She reminded herself of a
princess or a good fairy she had seen pictures of in one of the muggle fairytale books she had once seen at Katie�s home.

The dress was beautiful and
Dyson was right � she should be
happy. But right now, she was rather afraid than happy. Afraid
of tonight. Of how it would be with Adrian. She feared the
night to come more than she had thought before. Probably it had just really
sunk into her brain when she had put on the wedding dress.

But there was no turning back
now. She could just hope that it wouldn�t turn out to be a
nightmare come true. Especially since it wouldn�t just be tonight; no,
it would be every night from now on. �Oh
Lord, please help me!�

Julia was sitting on the bed
in a white dress with small red flowers all over it. She looked at Angelina while her thoughts
went to the future. Tonight she would have to sleep alone. Tonight and every
night following. She turned her head to look at Teddy sitting on the bed. Teddy
would protect her. She just had to remind her of this when the fear came back.

�Come Julia, we have to go.�

Julia jumped from the bed and
took Angelina�s hand. Had her
sister always had such cold hands?

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�I declare you man and wife.�
The priest said and Angelina turned to face Adrian to receive his
kiss. This was it now. The ring was on her finger, the vows had been spoken,
and the kiss had been given. She had barely noticed Adrian�s lips on her own.
To lost in her own thoughts she had just noticed him
pulling back again.

This was it. Now she was
married. Bound to a man she barely knew. Was she doing the right thing? Of
course it was too late now, to think about this, but she couldn�t stop the way
her mind worked.

They would eat dinner now. In a separate dining room of the hotel � with a beautiful look over
the garden. They would eat a four-course menu before they would �retire
for the night�. She pushed that thought far away � for now. After all, it would
still be some hours until then.

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Too soon! It was way too soon!
So what if it was almost eleven? It was still early! But Angelina knew that it
wasn�t any good to try and push it farther away. She would bring Julia to bed
and then head over to Adrian�s� their room and then�

�You�ll be alright?� She asked
Julia once her sister was tugged up in bed, the teddy in her arms.

�Yes.� Yawned Julia and Angelina could tell that
her sister could barely keep her eyes open. She kissed her forehead and wished
her a goodnight before she slowly walked out of the room and turned off the
light.

She stood in the living room
and looked at the opposite door. It was closed. She took her time crossing the
room. Standing before the closed door she took a deep breath and closed her
eyes before her hand reached for the handle and pushed it down as she opened
the door.

Adrian turned to look at
her when he heard the door being opened. And there she was standing in the
door, looking at him. He had been pleasantly surprised when he had seen her
this evening. He had just told the hotel manager to send a wedding dress to his
suite � the price hadn�t mattered. The manager had proven to have a very good
taste.

Adrian reached his hand
out and waited for Angelina to take it. She closed the door behind her and slowly put her hand in
his.

Adrian pulled her closer
until she was standing in front of him. Never before had Angelina noticed how
imposing Adrian was. He was about
half a head taller than her and she had to look up at him.

Her heart was beating faster
when he stepped behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. Adrian felt her stiffen
underneath his touch and kissed her shoulder.

�You don�t need to be afraid.�
He whispered and Angelina turned her head slightly towards his. Adrian ran his hands over
her arms. His lips travelled to her neck and farther to her ear.

�I want you to enjoy it.� Adrian whispered to her
and Angelina shivered.

�I want you to tell me if I do
something you like.� Adrian said while his
hands held Angelina�s waist moving to her stomach.

�And if I do something you
don�t like.� His lips moved over her cheek until he reached the corner of her
mouth. He felt Angelina relax underneath his lips as he kissed her lips.

His kiss was slow, gentle and
Angelina felt the fear rushing away. Adrian turned her around
so she was facing him again and pulled her closer as he deepened the kiss. If
the kiss was any indication for how the rest of the night would be than
Angelina thought she might have worried for no reason.

Adrian�s hands moved
towards her shoulders pressing her close against his body. His lips became more
demanding as he brought one hand into her hair. Their tongues were battling for
dominance in her mouth. Adrian felt for the
dress� opening on Angelina�s back and slowly opened it, his hand moving over her bare back as more
and more of her skin was exposed to his fingers.

Angelina moaned against his
mouth and Adrian let go of her lips.
His mouth found its way to her neck, kissing the dark skin while he pulled the
dress off of her shoulders.

He stepped back when the dress
fell to the floor and watched her while Angelina stepped out of her
shoes and away from the dress. She was a goddess! There was no other
possibility. In front of him stood the perfection of a woman.
Everything from her passion filled eyes over her firm breasts down over her
hips, the white underwear she was still wearing and the long, seemingly endless
legs looked like the work of a sculptor. Had Milo still been living,
Adrian would have bet he
had the inspiration for the Venus standing in front of him.

Adrian pulled her into
his arms again as their lips found each other again. His hands took advantage
of her nudeness and wandered all over her body causing her to shiver under his
hands.

He guided her towards the bed
and slowly let her lay down following after her and covering her body with his.
He kissed his way over her neck and towards her breasts, not wasting any time
before he took the first nipple into his mouth and sucked on it.

Angelina moaned underneath
him and arched into his mouth. For a moment she thought she shouldn�t be
enjoying this so much. But then she chided herself. She was his wife now. She
would be so for the rest of her life. So if he actually managed that she was
enjoying the nights with him she should be happy about it.

It could really be worse, she
mused. If passion was something they could share, it was still a lot more than
many other married couples could. She closed her eyes and threw her head back
when Adrian�s hand ran over
her stomach and underneath the fabric of her underwear.

Adrian could feel every
single muscle in her stomach as he let his hand glide over it. He heard her moan
when he reached underneath the white lace and in response sucked harder on her
nipple.

Angelina brought her hands
into Adrian�s hair and pulled
him away from her breast to look at his face.

�I think you�re wearing too
much for this to work.� She told him huskily and tugged at his jacket. Adrian didn�t need to be
told twice and took his jacket of, letting it fall onto the floor.

While he started to unbutton
his shirt he leaned forward and kissed her neck, nibbling on her dark skin. Angelina pulled on his
shirt, desperate to feel his naked skin on her own. But as soon as his shirt
joined his jacket on the floor she froze.

Adrian didn�t see her
staring at his left arm. He was too focused on kissing and touching every inch
of skin he could reach. Angelina, however, stared at the dark mark that was now
visible on his forearm. Her hands gripped the blanket she was lying on and she
closed her eyes. She tried to push the image of this dark skull on his light
skin out of her mind and turned her head around. She didn�t want to look at it
again.

She hadn�t imagined how good
he was at making her forget about his tattoo, but as soon as his hand moved
between her legs she was even forgetting where she was.

Adrian lifted his head
and looked at her face while two of his fingers entered her, causing her to
moan his name. She opened her legs farther for him and lifted her hips towards
his hand. Her head was thrown back, her eyes only half open, her lips slightly
parted.

He bent his head and found her
lips again, his tongue moving into her mouth to search hers again. His fingers
and his tongue managed to move in the same rhythm, causing Angelina to arch her body
off the bed, trying to get more of the feeling his fingers were causing.

Angelina pushed faster
against his hand, feeling herself close to an orgasm. She groaned against his
lips, tried to make him do something to let her come. Adrian pushed as deep as
he could, turning his fingers around inside of her, his thumb brushing over her
clit. And that was it. Angelina freed herself from his lips and threw her head back,
moaning his name out loud while she came.

Adrian continued to move
his fingers inside of her until she fell back onto the bed and panted heavily.
He slowly brought his hand away from her and tasted her on his fingers as Angelina slowly opened her
eyes. She whimpered when she saw him licking his fingers clean. Her own tongue
darted out to wet her lips while she looked from his mouth to his eyes.

They weren�t the cold icy blue
she remembered from the evening before. Their colour had darkened visibly and Angelina swallowed while
she stared into them. Adrian reached his left
hand out to stroke through her hair but Angelina caught his arm before
he could reach her head. She didn�t want to see what was on his arm. She didn�t
want to destroy that moment of peace she had just found. It would be over way
too soon anyway.

Adrian frowned at her
behaviour and was about to ask her what was wrong when Angelina let her hand
travel over his arm up to his shoulder. Hart as steal and yet somewhat soft �
she thought as she moved her hand over his upper arm. Her eyes followed her
hand when she let it glide from his shoulder over his chest, stopping a moment
to feel his heartbeat underneath his muscles, and lower over his stomach.

Adrian breathed heavily
while he watched her face intently. She was nibbling on her lower lip and
watched her hand running over his body. To say he was hard would have been an understatement.
His trousers were uncomfortably tight and he wanted to get out of them and
burry himself inside of her as soon as possible.

Angelina unbuttoned his
trousers and used now both hands to pull the black clothing off of him. Adrian helped her by
kicking the trousers to the floor pulling his boxer shorts off himself and let
them fall onto the pile of his discarded cloths on the ground.

When he sat there completely
nude Angelina sat up onto her knees
and looked at him. Keeping her eyes from his left arm she had to admit that she
could have done much worse. Her new husband had a body to die for. Of course �
no one on the Slytherin quidditch team had been small and weak. And one special
part of his body was everything but small. Angelina licked her lips in
anticipation.

�Now, who�s wearing too much?�
Adrian asked and ran his
hands over her sides until he reached her underwear. He tucked at the material
and Angelina raised herself so
he could take them off of her.

Adrian laid her back onto
the bed following immediately and lying down between her legs. His lips once
again met hers in a passionate kiss. His tongue darted out
and ran over her full lips forcing them to open up for him. He took possession
of her mouth while his erection pressed painfully against her stomach. Angelina
moaned into his mouth and moved around underneath him, causing his erection to
hurt even more.

He
needed relief. And he needed it now. He broke the kiss for a moment and looked
into her eyes. He moved into her in one quick move and groaned when her warm
wetness engulfed him.

Angelina�s legs wrapped around his waist and she moved together with him in this
ancient rhythm. She felt like flying. With each move she felt herself soaring
higher and higher.

�Angelina.� he moaned her name while he pushed down harder and faster, feeling
his orgasm coming. After two more times he came and spilled his seed into her.
Only seconds later Angelina screamed out when her whole body tensed up under
her own orgasm.

Adrian collapsed on top of her and they both took their time catching their
breath. When he had recovered, Adrian ran his hand slowly over shoulder and kissed her neck. He kissed her
lips one more time before he rolled off of her slowly.

When
his weight was gone Angelina turned onto her side, her back towards Adrian. She was exhausted, satisfied but exhausted and was already half asleep
when she felt Adrian�s finger on her shoulder blade. She knew what he was touching there.

�Proud
of your work?� she asked and yawned, letting it sound rather tired than
jokingly as she had intended.

Adrian frowned behind her. He had been tracing a scar of about four inches on
her shoulder blade. He had wanted to ask her where she had received it when she
had spoken.

�What
do you mean?� he asked her confused. Angelina
turned her head far enough to look at him and touched the scar with her left
hand.

�Second year. The first
quidditch game. Gryffindor versus Slytherin.
You pushed me against the Slytherin stands. That�s the result of it.� She
explained him and stifled a yawn. When she turned her head back and took her
hand from the scar she felt Adrian�s lips on the old scar. His arm went around her middle and rested on
her stomach as he laid down to sleep directly behind
her, spooning her body with his own.

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�So,
I�ll meet you for lunch?� he asked her while he fastened his shirt.

�Mhm� where?�

�I�ll
surprise you.� He grinned at her and bent over the bed to kiss her one last
time.

�Will
I like it?� she asked already fearing where he would take her. His only
response was one of his famous grins and a blown kiss before he headed out of
her bedroom to apparate home�

It
had only been about ten minutes before she noticed his wallet still lying on
her nightstand.

�Typical!�
she murmured and arose to get dressed. Another ten minutes
later she apparated after him to bring him his wallet. Little did she
know that her life was about to change completely�

She
was looking again at the golden ring on her finger and smiled as she entered
the house. She could hear voices in the kitchen and walked towards it.

�I�Angelina and I are going to
get married.�

She
heard the voice of her fianc�. She pouted as she heard it. She had thought they
wanted to tell everyone together. But after she heard what followed she
understood why he had planned it differently.

�You
can�t possibly mean it!�

�What
do you mean mum?�

�You can�t marry her! She doesn�t fit in our family!�

�What do you mean?�

�She is� She doesn�t fit in! You must see that!�

�No I don�t!�

�She is black!�

�What?
You can�t mean it!�

Angelina froze in her place. She heard something being put onto
the kitchen table and a female sigh.

�You
won�t marry her, and that�s it! Do you understand me?�

The
angry reply she expected never came. No cried �No�. No cry of outrage. And this
was when she knew he would do as his mother asked of him. His family was
important to him and she � obviously wasn�t.

Tears
were in her eyes as she walked into the room. She could see the shock at seeing
her in his eyes. She took the ring from her finger and walked towards him. Calm, collected, cold.

�Goodbye.�
Was all she said to him before she left the house. He
didn�t try to get after her. He never tried to win her back. He never stood up
against his mother for her. And she had been left crying for days. Had stayed in her flat alone. Empty. Then she had returned
to her parents and her sister�

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�Angelina! Angelina wake
up!�

She sat up with a start and
looked around in the room before she remembered where she was. She looked
asking at Adrian.

�What�?�

�You had a nightmare. You were
murmuring something and were beating around.� Adrian told her and Angelina fell back into the
pillows. She shook her head slowly.

�I�m sorry for waking you.�
She whispered and stared at the ceiling.

�Don�t be.� Adrian replied. �You want
to talk about it?� he asked her although he already knew the answer.

�No.�

And he nodded.

�Good night.� She whispered
and turned around, her back once again towards him. When Adrian tried to touch her
he felt her tense underneath his hand. He
sighed and wished her a good night as well before he lay down on his back and
stared at the ceiling himself.

Wow, it was never so hard to
write a sex scene. But then again, I�ve only written ones where both were in
love with each other�

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