Reputation - Henelope.

Penélope Park PoV

I woke up not knowing what I was in, month, year, maybe I was in a coma because of how heavy my sleep was. My eyes were so heavy, I didn’t realize that if I had taken off my shoes before sleeping until I woke up now without them, lying on the bed, properly covered since it was really very cold, I sat on the bed, Taylor’s pillow was next to me with mine.

I sat on the bed waiting for something. I didn't know exactly what it was.

- Hey. Did you know that you show signs of waking up? It's really weird. - Hope's voice right after the sound of my door being opened. I took a deep breath.

The redhead comes in, sits on the bed, and offers a mug that comes out of smoke.

- It's tea. Hope explained. - With peach, you can't imagine how difficult it was to explain this to a house elf. - I continued in silence, she had remembered what my favorite tea was. - Your nose was very red, I knew you were going to wake up, I thought tea could keep you warm.

- I yell at you, and you make me tea so I don't get cold? - I asked genuinely confused. Hope must have run in the opposite direction from mine.

- I thought you could endure a crucio without crying, but yesterday, you let me hug you, and cried for hours. Do you think I would turn my back on you? Hope rolls her eyes. The witch offers the cup again, this time I accept.

- I think you should be as far away from me as possible. How did you come here so fast?

- My mom let me Apparate, I said that I was worried about someone, and that it was important, I could have a family Christmas for that, so I came when she left. You didn't go all the way through hogsmeade alone, did you? - Hope asks worriedly. - Yes, all creatures should be afraid of you.

- I heard some howling, for sure some teacher at this school is a werewolf. - I played smiling weakly. Hope still seemed nervous about it, I didn't comment and continued the matter.

- Want to tell me what happened right at your house?

- Hope, what I want is for you to leave my room. - I said arrogantly, running away from that conversation. What the hell was I doing making Mikaelson so close after what had been his fault.

- Good reason? - Asked the redhead.

- I have one, I don't like you. - I tried to make it clear. Taking a sip of tea. - You shouldn't be nice to me.

- Do you think you don't deserve me to be nice to you?

- Do not do that. Get out of my head, Mikaelson. - I sent it arrogant, instead of taking offense, Hope just laughed at me.

- Lovely how hateful you are. But it is not difficult to read you, not anymore. At first I didn't like you very much either, and you contribute to it every day, and I like it that way. I feel like a charmer. - Hope speaks smiling even with her eyes. It was cute.

- I'm not hateful, I'm poisonous. - I explained. - And I want you to leave.

- What do you have to lose now? - Asked impacting me. - What are you going to put the blame on to keep me away?

- That's what i do. I ruin things, I break people, I poison feelings.

- That must be why the vast majority of students hate you, even me. Listen to me, this is what you thought you had to do, I could be perfect for you, and I would still run from it. Hope threw her head back, I watched her every move, paying attention to everything. - Apparently everything is broken, and we have four weeks here, just us, where you can be you, and we can have time.

- You know that I will continue to be "hateful", don't you? Or rather, disgusting.

- It's your only personality trait, Penelope. - Criticized. - I learned to cope, you are not even your defense mechanic, you are just a asshole.

- Stop acting like my therapist, and tell me, if you know that none of this will last, if you know that the moment the others get here I will put you below everything, why continue with that? - I said confused. I wanted Hope to abandon me, to leave me alone drowning in this hatred, it was easier, I am better this way. - I'm a lost game.

- And I'm playing. It's not wrong, you are a lost game, it will never be an endgame for me, even though I may still want it. - Hope started. - You make all the wrong choices, what to do, what to think, and how to deal with what you feel. And it usually spoils everything. - He explained in agreement. - I want to play, because I'm not in a race for the game won or lost, I want to see how we get there.

Hope wasn't giving up on me, this was new, even though I couldn't judge who chose differently, and who I forced to do, but I couldn't force Hope Mikaelson, because now, she understood me and after that she didn't see just what it was bad here.

- I don't think I've ever been here with anyone. - I admit, without having much to say.

- So I'm exactly what you need. - She smiled convinced.

- I should hire you as my therapist, yes, by the way, this green looks very good on you. - I praised something that had vthis since I put my eyes on the shirt I was wearing.

- Are you complimenting me?

- I'm not blind, so ... - I tried to make her understand. - Besides, you can wear this neckline so the director doesn't throw us out.

Hope looks shocked, immediately covers the little of her breasts showing.

- It's official! - Advertise. - You and I will never have sex again. - I roll my eyes. - It is not because you are a pervert for my breasts that everyone will be looking.

- Mikaelson - I started to laugh. - Everyone comments on them. And I was kidding.

- This school has a bunch of harassers. - Hope still looked very offended, I can't deny that I noticed this even before we stayed.

- I think I'm one of them. - I said to annoy, it was as if Hope needed another "a" to punch me. - Just kidding. You left, every time.

- I'm rethinking my decision. - He spoke making Mikaelson's face spoiled, pressing his lips, looking as if I had said no to her to win a lollipop.

- Don't do that, sex is the best part of what we have. You can't deny it.

- I prefer discussions. You think you're too much when it comes to sex, and it's good, but there are better things, go. - Hope says. I realized that the discussion had dispersed easily, it was what she always did to me, tame the snake that I am.

- Okay, you hurt my ego, I need to show that you are deeply mistaken ... - I said making a dirty face. - Could you take your hand away?

- Saw? You are freaked by my breasts.

- Did you find out yourself? Maybe, I haven't made it clear enough when I squeeze them as soon as we kiss, or talking about them EVERY time we have sex. - I said rolling my eyes. It was the part that I liked most about Mikaelson after the eyes. Well, the smile too. Or your spoiled face.

- Are you saying you admire a part of my body?

- I admire your whole body, Hope. He is perfect. - I threw it in the air. It would be easier to keep hiding behind the phrase "I am not blind", I thought about doing it, but Hope was kind of right, I had nothing more to lose, I had more contact with her than with anyone else, it seemed right, I can fall in love, even if it's a lost game, if only for a month. I can let it happen, Hope makes me feel safe.

- Is it the second time you praise me? Is that in your world being madly in love? Hope joked. - Thank you, I think the same about yours.

- Let's play, Hope. - I said nothing. - All this month. It may end the next day, but fuck it, just don't expect big things from me.

- That's a big deal. - Hope says. - We're playing.

- Since I'm going to be, well, like your girlfriend - I tried not to think about how wrong that was. - I have to say: thank you for that, for calming my anger.

- I like you, Pen. This last month, seeing you, having our own conversations, having our usual fights, seeing your good side, made me start to fall in love with you, and I know it's real because it didn't start from scratch, you made it happen. - Hope admitted. - If you're going to be "like my girlfriend" you better know that.

- You make me confused, like wanting to run in the opposite direction so as not to feel anything. It could be anyone. - I shook my head. I wanted it to be easy, I wanted to be able to just let myself be carried away and let me fall in love, but I couldn't, I couldn't just admit it, my voice was full of sadness. I can never be me with my reputation. I placed the empty cup on the nightstand. - What is it?

- Christmas spirit. - Hope says. - It's for you.

It had a small bag, I looked at Hope before opening it, pulled out a delicate white box written in light pink Pandora. It could cost one of my kidneys. Inside the box, all black, it had an even more delicate necklace, it was a snake as a pendant.

- You make me make bad decisions. - Hope smiles at me. I pulled the necklace from there, it was small, the snake was full of marks that were its color and designs, but on its head there were marks that could be seen as idly. - On here. - He pointed it with his finger, approaching me totally. - I D L Y. I don't like you.

- You didn't buy it, did you order it? - I asked too surprised with such an act.

- Uhum. That's why I wanted the spell, I wanted to bewitch the box and send it to you. - He explained. I had done that even before we agreed to play.

- Hope, fuck, thanks? I have nothing for you, I can offer you only my body now. - I made her laugh. - But seriously, I liked it a lot.

- You'll have to convince me more.

- Smoothly.

I put the little necklace inside the box, taking them out of bed. I started to kiss Hope, who walked away.

- We need a mistletoe. - Hope explained, I laughed before putting my hand on her face trying again, being more thirsty, but the witch turns her face, letting me kiss her cheek.

- Wait, is this serious? - I asked incredulously.

- It's Christmas, we need the mistletoe.

Hope made it clear that was going to give in to the situation of the mistletoe, it was ridiculous, leaving the room was a bad idea, the twins had stayed at school, if Lizzie Saltzman saw us together in two minutes she would be on the roof of the highest room, of the highest tower, screaming so that the whole wizarding world.

- If you weren't boring, we could be playing Quidditch right now. Hope complained.

- Shut up, I'm saving you the trouble of distributing Obliviate to all students who see us there. - I defended myself. We were in the teacher's office.

- You're just like that because I don't want to kiss you. - He accused.

- Shiu Hope, Professor Forbes can hear.

- We could say that we will play, just you and me, a dispute to see who is better. - He continued to insist, Caroline could be long, I took one last look at the door to answer.

- I am the best, in everything, we will not play anything. End. - I made it clear.

The teacher finally arrives in the classroom, dressed causally as if she doesn't need to take care of problematic students. She doesn't say a word before sitting at the table.

- Playing is a great time, you will have a lot of free time. - The teacher explained. - I'm glad to have you here, I do, but they should have put the name on the list and not come by surprise, no matter how much their parents called, in their case Penelope, Damon was very suggestive about where he would put the authorization on Alaric.

- First, why are you talking and not Alaric? Second, were you listening behind the door? - I asked.

- I don't know what you're talking about, and Alaric got tired of dealing with both, and as I always defend them, they are my responsibility, I choose how to punish you. - Cynical. Miss Forbes loved to get involved in my life, and I didn't stop.

- Horrible choice. - Hope remembers.

- If I hadn't chosen, I wouldn't have known they are together. - Caroline makes me freeze. My body became tense, nervous, my panic appeared, it was the same scene that happened at home. - By God, I've been waiting for seven years for this to happen. You two are the only ones who didn’t see that, don’t worry, no one will know for me, neither the twins, nor Alaric, nor Damon and Elena.

- It should have started like that, you almost had a heart attack. - Hope warned.

- You ... how do you know that?

- I'm not an idiot, you disguise it very well, fighting in class ...

- It's not a cover.

- Mercy. Whatever, but Penelope fight with her mother and the next morning you are here Hope, checkmate. So I heard behind the track, and BINGO. - Caroline looked like a teenager happy that her shipp stayed together. - Trust me children, I can help you ...

First week.

- Damn it, what a stupid choice, I hate it. - I shouted starting the flight, the weather was ugly, it had just snowed, and I was still on a last-minute broom going after a snitch.

- I thought you would love to play, you have a competitive spirit. Hope shouted back, passing me with superhuman speed.

I took the opposite path, all that clothes, and the wind on my face left me unable to see well, my sense of direction was on the ground.

I went around and around the field looking for that damn bit of gold with life flying around any corner, the game was just me and her hunting the snitch, Caroline had set up something inside the castle to keep everyone busy.

I really hated Quidditch, even though flying was great, in more pleasant weather. When that bastard passes before my eyes and the flight away from the field, even if I tried to get ahead, there was no way, the red-haired witch goes after him like a bullet. If I played, I wanted her on my team. I followed behind, trying to go as fast as I could, guiding the broom through that storm that changed as we went up. For me it was hell, for Hope it seemed easy to stay centered.

I got really close to the snitch, really, almost getting it, but the result couldn't be different, Hope won. When we come down, panting, sweaty and tired, his audacity makes me want to punch his face.

- Better luck next time. - Speak by throwing the snitch at me, as a consolation prize winner.

- Fuck you, one more game and I'll finish you. - I said catching my breath.

- Own, so superb, you're going to take another beating, baby. - Hope seemed to be perfect for another one.

- Why aren't you on the Slytherin team?

- I do not care about that. - She shrugs.

- Why don't you have that braid that I think is beautiful in you? - I asked, it made sense to use it when we were playing.

- It's hard to do, and I like you enough. Do you want to lose again or are we going to take a hot shower?

- Together? I approve of that idea. - I quickly agreed. - After you admit that you managed to steal. Hope rolls her eyes.

- You should be quiet more often, it's poetry for my ears. Come on, let's get warm ... - The two meanings for your sentence were perfect.

Second week.

- Why does Elena send you so many letters? Hope asked.

It was like the witch was living in my room with me, when we weren't outside, by the castle, it was always there. Every night sleeping together, my pillow she had stolen for saying it was more comfortable smelled just as much as my blanket. It was more than a week stuck together every day, fighting horrors every day for beastly things, provoking each other, doing really dirty things, and gradually starting to be more romantic.

- My aunt is the sweetest person I have ever met, she is a lufana, of course, she takes care of me more than my mother, these letters are all from her saying that I could live with her and with Uncle Damon, I am considering. - I did. After finishing school I didn't know what to do, it had to be something that would bring glory to my name, something great, in the ministry of magic. It would be nice to always have them around.

- Are you really thinking about leaving your mother's shadow? - Hope's eyes are a little lighter. I kept looking at their color fluctuations.

- I can't get out of the shadow of what I am, just like her, a Pierce. - I explained. - Leave the letters now, come to sleep. - I said yawning then.

- I need to go to the tower where the reserve owls are, and send a letter to my mother. - Hope explains why she was messing with that. - I should have brought Cole.

- Do you do it tomorrow? - I asked for slyness. I just wanted to sleep, the whole day was very busy, literally, we played tricks on all the teachers who were still here, including Alaric, we ran from them, and from the students affected, we disturbed the conversation of the staff near the entrance for a long time, " we marked "several corners of the school that we could make a little noise.

- Just a second, baby. - Hope asked too. I sat on the bed to fix the cover that was bothering me, the redhead had her back to me, taking off her T-shirt, then her bra. I noticed a mark, it was like a weaker tattoo, it was shaped like a crescent moon.

"There," he said, coming to bed.

- What was the mark on your back? - I asked without being able to disguise. Hope swallows.

- You shouldn't have seen it.

- But I saw, how and why did you hide her? - I insisted. Since the first time I had seen her shirtless, I never had that mark before. Hope takes a deep breath, taking courage.

- You'll probably kick me out of the room after that. - I kept looking serious. - I hide because someone can realize what I am. There's a reason why I didn't come the same night you came here ...

- Tell me. - I was still afraid.

- It was a full moon. - The words hit me like a slap. I swallowed hard.

- YOU'RE A FUCKING WOLF AND DIDN'T YOU TELL ME? - I screamed. - Are you crazy? Hope's features were as if she had told me all about us, as if it were something very bad. My exaggerated reaction meant two things, I was pissed or ... - This is really bad.

- Are you serious? - Hope acts like I'm being ironic.

- Totally, I date a wolf. - I started to feel even more arrogant. - How many people can say that they have already eaten a wolf?

Hope looks at me condemning me to hell.

- OK I stop. - Cedi. - Tell me, how is it? Do you still have conscience or become a complete wolf?

It was as if she couldn't believe that I had responded so well. It was real. I had never met anyone who was anything but a wizard, I always imagined that I would be a vampire, but there is no certainty that they exist. Being angry for not telling me seemed stupid, I would have hidden it for much longer.

- Aren't you mad at me? You're not even going to send me out of your room? Hope asked. - I wasn't expecting this.

- I wouldn't have told you. Well, I understand your psyche now, are you impulsive because of wolf emotions? - I tried to guess.

- Ridiculous. Hope rolled her eyes.

- You just got a lot more interesting.

- You say something really stupid disguised as something cool, incredible. - Hope lies on top of me, taking advantage of what I had already done. - It hurts, it hurts like hell, every time. It's hell if you think about it, but when I'm in the shape of a wolf, I run, it's like flying, but it's much better, there's no better feeling in the world.

- So, do you like it? And your brother, wolf too? Have you changed since you were a child?

Hope rested her chin on the hand that was a little on top of my breasts, the wolf was looking at me with interest. I felt different. Hope made me feel like I was free too.

- I Love. But everyone just knows how to be afraid of werewolves, as if they were just dangerous monsters. I never killed a human, even when I had one close to me, so I don't think I totally lose consciousness, but it's difficult. And I also inherited this from my mother, so Isaac is not, lastly, starts at fifteen. - Explained it to me. I didn't think about being a lie, I just wanted to see it in the form of a big wolf .

- Are you a redhead? You know, until then you are, so ...

- Penelope! - It catches my attention.- No, I'm not, I'm white.

- Can I see you transformed? - I asked excitedly, ignoring that she had almost fought with me. - Please.

- I can't risk hurting you, I become the screaming house, it's terribly small there, I always run away, but if you have it there ... I don't know.

- Fuck. This must be really cool to see. Amazing.

- Did you take any drugs? Hope asked, confused.

- No of course not. I like these things, I always wanted to be a vampire since I wasn't born a wolf, I wanted to meet one, now I date one.

- So this is dating? - Asked hopefully.

- Yeah ... I think so. You're a wolf, I'm a snake, it will work. But I still don't like you. - I reminded her "gently".

- Of course you don't. Hope pretended to agree. Kissing me tenderly with several pecks at the end before going to bed, hugging me. - I don't want this to end.

- Me neither.

Third week.

- Seriously? - Hope was arguing with me. I was still visibly nervous. - Threw a stupefy on a girl?

- I won't let anyone think they can say anything they want to me, Mikaelson. - I defended my position. - It starts with rumors, then someone faces me, and then attacks, you know? I ended the evil in the beginning.

- I'm shitting that girl, but you always humiliate people by talking, why use the wand this time? Now he’s grounded all weekend.

- It's two days, Hope. - I tried to make her understand. - Why hysteria?

- Because you are arrogant, you can't hear anything different than you ever want, sometimes not even with me. Hope touched a weak spot.

- I always knew I was like this, I was like that all the time with you, I didn't tell you I was going to change.

- You're right. - Hope speaks leaving the room, without giving a chance to answer, I threw myself on the bed.

A few hours passed, one after the other, I didn't want to treat this as a public problem, the twins were certainly suspicious, it stressed me, and someone thinking they have the chance to not listen to me and argue with me made me believe more in Katherine's words.

When it was getting dark, I had the brilliant idea of taking the bottle of rum hidden in Taylor's things, which by far was the best, in Jade's room there was whiskey, but it was too much trouble to fetch.

I drank a little, I felt guilty for everything, it hit me harder after I had alcohol in my blood. All the trouble I was going to face with Katherine, all the reputation I had to build, all this thing with Hope that I don't want to lose.

"And I can't forget you

Your hands are marked on my soul

It's like your eyes are liquor

And your body was like gold "

I wrote on a sheet the phrase I heard in a song, it reminded me of Hope.

It didn't take long for the redhead to return after I started drinking.

- Staying away from other people is making you stupid. - Hope sits on the floor with me.

- What did you do? - I said dragged. It was kind of controlling on my part.

- Alliances, obviously. I also went to complain to Professor Saltzman about you. - Hope makes me laugh. The witch takes the bottle out of my hand, taking a considerably large sip. It could be the drink talking, but it was bizarre to see her drink something pure after hearing that she had never had a drunk.

- Why are you drinking? - I stammered unintentionally, I laughed a lot after that.

- Because I date a frustrated snake that self-destructs to feel a little better. - Studied me.

- Stop talking like a therapist - I begged. - Aaa. - Hope who had just eaten drinking was also laughing.

- Okay, speaking like a normal person, for you, this can be a good memory. Stuff your face and have fun with me instead of stuffing your face because it's bad.

- Why are you so nice to me when I'm mean? - I asked looking ahead even though she was on my side almost vomiting after another sip.

- Maybe I'm just deceiving you to end you in the end, you are doing my good thing.

- Don't talk like that. - I asked dragged and tricky. - I like that about you. - I turned to her. - I like everything on you.

- Keep talking .. - He instigated. I couldn't handle the things I said, everything was running, the room wanted to turn upside down, and I casually forgot that I was doing something.

- I like your eyes. I always look at them, just sometimes I prefer to look at their breasts ... I like how you are always smiling when you are with me, when you hug me and call me baby. It also has its spoiled face, it's so cute. Your front teeth are highlighted when you smile, I like it. Your horny face after kissing, how do you wear green ... Damn. - I spoke deeply sad, leaning against the redhead's shoulder.

- What's it? - Asked worried.

- I'm in love with hopi Mikalson. - I said it wrong. I sighed in defeat.

- You had to get drunk to admit it r that? Hope asked. I nodded my head. Loba continued to drink, but prevented me from doing the same, since I was already totally soft, I didn't fight.

- Hey. - I called low, lifting my head. - You are my Love. - I spoke followed by a kiss because I didn't want an answer.

four weeks.

- I want to be yours. - I said in the middle of the kiss, without being drunk or anything. Hope had laid me on the bed, I felt so vulnerable. Even when it came to sex, the redhead gave me something else. The kiss was slow at first, feeling all the lust start to take over, then it became quick and needy, not only with touches, but with each other.

- You are mine. - He spoke with conviction.

Hope looked at me in a way that made me believe what she said, her gaze penetrating me as I unbuttoned my shirt. It wasn't just sex, and it had been a while. I helped her take off her shirt, calmly, kissing again, briefly, as my hands went inside her shirt, unbuttoning her bra to have free access to her breasts. I was crazy about them. Hope smiles between the kiss when she feels my two hands there, enjoying it as much. We were taking it easy, enjoying every little bit of each other's body, Hope kissed my neck, running her tongue over the sensitive spot, making me wetter. I lowered my hands, dragging them all over the wolf's waist, reaching the hem of her shirt, she is forced to stop what she is doing to let me take it off. I took the opportunity to take off her bra, which was already open, which also hindered me, my mouth takes its way by her collarbone, lowering to her breasts. Perfect. And very, very sensitive. I ran my tongue around the beak, sucking weakly then, listening to a breath changing rhythm, I spend a while doing what was pleasurable for both of them, before going after the other, passing my tongue all the way to the other nipple , putting it in your mouth, playing with your mouth, then squeezing again.

Hope pulled my head up, kissing me, faster, our mouths seemed to fit perfectly, I almost complained when it was over, but my shorts were removed from the body along with my panties, Hope took off her own skirt, which seemed to bother me.

His fingers sparking magic went down, marking my body with one of the nails, like a path to be traced thereafter, he squeezed my chest because his mouth was busy, he got the best he could over me, leaving his body against mine, he got there, wetting too much. Hope seemed perfectly satisfied, starting to masturbate, it hurt to be slow, when the speed was increasing I ran my hands behind her neck, pulling her hair tightly. I had no power to moan at her, let go without shame.

- Just mine. - He spoke in the ear, raising every hair on my body that could raise, pushed two fingers in, I held his hair tighter feeling them coming out and coming in me.

It was like I was never going to be in such a state of ecstasy again, my eyes already closed that I just wanted to feel it. His phrase seemed to have activated me even more. As if I were more sensitive. I wanted to be hers, I wanted to be hers alone. Hope keeps pushing the data further and further into me, bending it at the right moments, then just penetrating, it was so basic, but so exciting. Another finger came in, making me moan a little louder, my mouth was open, now Hope took the opportunity to introduce her tongue there, starting a kiss that always ended because I couldn't concentrate enough while her fingers fucked me. The redhead drove me crazy, my hands could barely get out of such an embarrassment that they had her hair in it, I was shaking, soft, moaning, giving myself up, it had been done only by her. While my orgasm took me hostage in a genuine and strong pleasure, which went far beyond my sex, my whole body felt that state, anesthetized from almost everything. I ended up on your fingers, it was hers, it was hers alone. There was nothing I could change about it. I looked for more air, after spending a few seconds practically possessed, I didn't let Hope get off me, I caught her in a kiss that had everything in me, it was like I didn't want to stop anymore, continuing and continuing to feel her tongue through mine mouth, moving with mine, my still sensitive body had soft touches on my hips.

- I'm yours, love, only yours. - I spoke between the kiss, nodding repeatedly. - I want you so much. So much.

- I'm yours too. - He smiled at me, like that, which won my heart. I felt like I was screaming, that I was euphoric, that I was happy. Without fear.

I reversed our positions, placing the redhead under me, holding her hands, kissing her neck to mark, to make it clear that it was something of mine. When I came back to kiss her I saw her eyes fall apart. I knew how she felt about me, it was impossible to repay more. I put my hand on your chin, with the thumb over your lip the lower one, with his mouth tightened, looking at my hand, the lust continued to increase.

I wanted that wolf. I really wanted to. In a way that no one could have been for me, without pretending to be anything other than what we were, besides the physical, I wanted her there with me, in the green light that was the only thing that illuminated the room, coming in my lamp, inside me, along with the best and worst I had in my essence.

I felt fulfilled. I didn't fuck the moment, I continued to kiss her, this motherfucker was addictive, the more I had the more I wanted. I didn't stop touching her body, sucking on her breasts again, paying attention to the clitoris underneath she needed in the meantime. Hope held the sheet, her breathing was almost better than her moan, she was able to control it. I got stronger, feeling how every part of your body I could feel reacted to it. Deep and strong. In and out. I kissed her whole body, leaving each part shining against the light with a little saliva, it was so white, so soft, so easy to mark, it turned red as soon as I sucked a little bit, nothing compared to what I had on my neck. I ran my tongue over my thighs too, and went straight for sex, since I didn't want to provoke, I licked her clitoris by putting my fingers back on her, making both of them tasty and slow strength. The pleas for please made my mouth water even more, I arranged her legs, removing her fingers, and exchanged them for my tongue, bringing both hands to her hips, keeping her still as her custom was to move exacerbated. I started to suck it for real, hearing the results, penetrating my tongue, making it as grand as possible. His body still moved a lot, his legs wanted to suffocate me, it was worth it. The bad part was going on while I felt the liquid in my mouth and not being able to see his orgasm face. My body felt more the obligation to have that wonderful feeling again that I already missed for the times that I would not be able to do anything, in a few days. I lay down on Hope's side, the little wolf soon changes its position to lie on my chest.

- Is it my impression or was it the most intense fuck we've ever had? - Hope asked a little silly, I pushed the wet red hair from her face, tying them for her.

- For you to say fuck it sure was. It tired me.

- I don't know, it came to me a lot what they say about "making love" or whatever, fuck is when you keep slapping and biting me, I don't know.

- I, particularly, did not want to fuck, just have sex with my girlfriend. - I said normal

- I like it when you call me "your girlfriend". - Revealed. - Even if you didn't ask. - I was going to contest, but Hope was quicker. - Pen, I know you want to break up with me when everything is back to normal, I just want you to know, that I'm happy.

- I don't finish when everyone comes back.

- Why?

- Because I'm happy, and it will be a pain to sleep without complaining about you moving your foot, or waking up with your hair covering my face. - I played with that real fund. - And mainly, I will miss provoking you and you can react.

- I changed you. And don't try to deny it, this is you for real, I believe you, don't break my heart. Hope hugged me tightly. I kissed the top of your head to give you security.

- Don't expect so much from me. - Hope instead of answering only tightened, my heart went into anguish like that. - I do not deserve the wonderful person you are with me. I know I don't.