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Heaven Tonight

by donotsrock

You aren't good for me. You're all I ever
hated, ever judged. I never wanted to be like you; I was even disgusted with
the way you lived.

You're too dark, too bad to be any good. But
when you look at me, I see the love, the need, the hunger for me. You won't let
me down, you would never let anything happen to me. You won't leave. You're my
guard and I feel safe with you, protected and comforted.

I desperately fell for you, ages ago. I
defended you when others � friends, family � talked bad of you; they still
don't like you, but I don't care. I say you are not like this � though you are,
sometimes. And I know, but I don't care 'cause you never harmed me, never
scared me, never hit me or even really yelled at me in anger.

I know a side of you they don't see. I see the
exhausted man after a long shag, breathing heavily; your pale skin sweaty and
trembling, weak as a child. I see the man smiling at an old lady, helping her
with a heavy bag. I see the man lying lazily on the bed, enjoying the sunlight
of a new day.

I can't imagine you going berserk � though I've
seen it �, I can't imagine you hitting someone for no obvious reason � thought
I've seen it �, I can't imagine you being killing and torturing � though I've
seen it. But this was war. You had to do those things; you didn't like to go
back there.

When I look at you, one half of my soul screams
ch och out, psycho-wizard's coming!' I mean, you've barely changed since I
first saw you. The unobtrusive black cloak and half-long straight hair. A scowl
firmly in place as soon as you leave the bed. You are sarcastic and mean and
biased. You drink too much firewhiskey at times. You are grumpy and moody and
cold. You are a very negative person.

And everything my mother told me now tells me
to back off, and to walk away from you, to leave you.

But my second half sees the other side of
you. Sees the brilliant man, the nice, gently, caring man. The man who would
give his life to safe mine. The man who loves me. This half is dying to see
you, to touch you; the strong muscles of your arms, your back; your tight arse
and your cute smile, the slightly challenging look of your eyes, your noble,
straight nose.

My body reacts immediately when I see you. My
mouth gets dry and my lips crave the touch of yours. I close my eyes and just
breathe in your scent. I press my body to yours, feeling you all over.

My nipples get hard and ache from lust. The
warm feeling in my stomach is distracting me. Then you put one leg between mine
and rub me. I get wet and feel the urgent need of you inside of me. You are
already hard and we struggle to get the clothes off, your hands moving all
across my body, on my breasts and up my tights, finding the wet spot between.

I moan and groan, running my hands over your
back down to your arse, forcing you nearer. But you tease me, softly pulling
away again. I see the lust in your eyes.

Our lips meet in a long and passionate kiss,
your tongue penetrating mine. You move down, your tongue still on my skin,
plying with my nipples, sending waves of pleasure through my body. While
licking my right nipple, your hand is clenched around my other breast, slowly
squeezing and rubbing. Your free hand glides up my tight. Caressing my clit
with two fingers, you make me shiver. I'm close to screaming already.

But I don't forget you. My hand on the inside
of your tight, I move up to your balls, also pretty hard and swollen. I
slightly � barely touching them � slide across them up to your pulsating
member. I wrap my hand around it and feel your movements on my body stop � just
for a second, and you breathe out heavily. I smile.

Suddenly, I can't stand it any more, I push you
away, onto the bed or whatever may be there, holding your wrists with my hands.
Of course you are stronger and could easily break free, but who says you'd want
to? I kneel above you, bending down, and my breasts slightly touch your hot
skin. Another long kiss before I go down, licking my way down your throat to
your chest, playfully biting and sucking your nipples. And further down,
feeling your erection tipping against my breasts. You moan; I smile.

Slowly, so slowly, I turn down, now almost
sitting on your knees. I take your length in my hands, my gaze never leaving
yours. Then I break the eye contact to take your member into my mouth. I taste
your salty skin, my tongue playing with you, my hands now gliding up and down
your body as well. I feel you tremble, I know you almost can't keep it any
longer, you almost can't breathe and desperately try to hold it back.

Finally, you pull my head off your skin and we
flip around, now it's you on top of me. You carefully spread my legs, and I
gladly open them. You hands around my waist, I come up a little, helping you to
find an easy way in. Then, finally, I feel you inside me, feel your hardness
deep inside, and I shiver, press my pelvis up against you. You're matching my
movement, each time digging deeper. My body feels like I'm almost torn apart
from the inside, my muscles tense, you feel it, too. You briefly hold, then go
on, just to meet me seconds later in a loud scream of pleasure as we both come.

Exhausted, we lie there arm in arm, my head
resting on your shoulder. I feel good, loved, and totally satisfied. I feel
complete. You give me all I need, fulfil my wishes and treat me like your
queen, your goddess.

What more than "I love you" should I
say now � because this is what I do. I love you. Completely. There's nothing
that could ever make me as happy as you do. We belong together, I'm sure of it.

We lie there silent, but I feel the need to
tell you.

I turn my head to face you, my gaze meeting
yours. You look younger and more relaxed than usual and all I feel is love.

"I love you," we both say in unison.

How can anyone still say
we don't belong together?

A/N: Review, please (or write me an email:
seraphina_snape@yahoo.co.uk) I always like to hear constructive criticism� or
praise�

Disclaimer: The title is a song title from the
Finnish group HIM.

The characters belong to J.K. Rowling, and I
just write about them together because J.K. Rowling wouldn't do it� I mean, she
doesn't even describe the kissing scenes properly (and there aren't that much).
::looks over to book shelf:: Oh, right, they are children's books, but� ::looks
again to book shelf:: All right, they are children's books and there won't be a
sex scene in any of them. But hey, this is fanfic. ::grins stupidly:: Oh, I
love this word. Fanfic. It's funny (sorry, but I guess you have to speak German
to understand it, has to do with the last part of the word, "fic", and
what it could mean� It's perfect for a story like this.) Okay, I'll stop now,
or the author's notes will be longer than the story itself.

~ sera

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Heaven Tonight

Heaven Tonight

How can anyone still saywe don't belong together?

How can anyone still say
we don't belong together?