I’m pinned to his bed with one of his obnoxiously large hands holding both of my wrists down and the other one has been running along the edge of my sweater. My mind is chanting for him to just take it off. Before I can process my own actions, I pull away from him, whining and pleading into the air for him to take it off of me and touch me. He smiles and quickly pulls it over my head before capturing my lips yet again. His hands wandered over my body before reaching my tits and cupping them. He zeroed in on my nipples, running his fingertips over them until they were hard peaks. He broke our kiss to bring his mouth down to my nipples and sucked on them eagerly. I moaned in surprise at the feeling of his tongue lapping at one before quickly switching to the other. He was worshipping my nipples and all I could think about was how his tongue would feel on the rest of my body. He licked his way back up my body to capture my lips and I moaned into his mouth. I felt him smirk against my mouth before kissing me harder.
He took a moment to pull away and stare into my eyes. I have never felt a connection like this before. Is this what sex was supposed to be like? This is a connection and passion for someone who wants me not just for my body but for my intelligence and mind. I stare up at him and the thought pops into my head as he looks down at me with emotion. I love him. I pull him down to kiss me. I have never truly loved anyone before. I loved Draco but I wasn’t in love with him and it was nothing like this. Nothing like the passion I feel for Neville at this moment.
He peppers little kisses all over my face and I giggle before sliding my hand into his hair and staring at him with adoration. Our kisses start to get heated again and his hands start to wander all over my body. His touch is electric and I arch up into his touch, unconsciously begging him for more. His hands turn possessive and I feel wanted. I feel needed. And I need him. My hands are running all over his back and into his hair as he kisses me. His hands start to dip lower until they are circling my waist. I want him to grab me and show me how strong he is. I want him to leave handprints to prove that I am his. I gasp out mark me before he is gripping my waist and moving his lips to suck on my collarbone. I feel his teeth slightly bite down as he sucks. I am soaked and I only get more wet as he continues to make marks all over my chest. I thank my earlier self for casting a silencing charm so that we can’t be heard by anyone.
He stops making hickeys to come up and gently kiss my lips. “Can I eat you out?” He whispers in my ear like it is a national secret. I moan out a “yes” before he gives me one final kiss before moving down to settle between my spread legs. He looks up at me which only gives me a moment before he dives in. I thought he would be hesitant when we started this night but he quickly took the lead. My head falls back as he sucks my clit into his mouth. I don’t think I’ve ever been this wet before and I can hear as he laps at my pussy. He alternates between flicking his tongue against my clit and licking long strokes against the whole length of my cunt. My hands slide into his hair to play with as he eats me out like a man starved. My grip on his hair tightens as he eats me out with increasing intensity. My legs start to shake and I use my hold on him to pull him closer to my pussy. I feel the telltale sign of my orgasm approaching and I can barely warn him before I am coming undone and arching my back off the bed. My vision whites out and my body is tense until I fall limp onto the bed. I open my eyes and see him staring up at me dreamily. I stroke his hair as I calm down and sink into the bed. He places one last kiss on my clit before moving up my body and capturing my lips. I can taste myself on his tongue but I don’t care. I am kissing the man I love. His hands are running up and down my body and I push myself up into his touch. I reach down to feel for his cock and he hisses at the contact. I play with him for a minute before he whispers “Lean back” and I immediately follow his instructions. He moves between my legs before kissing me as he slides a finger inside of me. I moan as he curls his finger exactly right for lightning to zip down my spine. Before I realize it, he has 3 fingers inside of me and I am moaning into his ear and gripping his shoulders so hard. “I’m ready I’m ready please Neville” I beg into the air and he smiles softly before removing his fingers and wiping them on the sheets. He grabs himself and lines himself up. He looks up at me for confirmation and I nod vigorously. He holds my hands on either side of me as he pushes inside. I moan loudly as he inches inside. He is thicker than I have taken before and I now understand why he fingered me for so long. I am panting by the time he bottoms out. He kisses me hard and I can tell he is trying hard to control himself so I can get used to him. I nod at him and he pulls out and pushes back in which punches a breath out of me. As he speeds up, I am moaning like it is the only thing I can do and begging him for more. His eyes never leave me. Sparks light up the bottom half of my body when he reaches down to touch my clit and I almost cum right then and there but I hold off. I want us to cum together. “I’m close,” He says breathlessly. I nod and somehow get out “Me too”. His thrusts start getting desperate and his touch on my clit gets faster. I hit my peak and my body seizes up. He moans as I tighten around him and he barely pulls out before he comes on my thighs.
I am boneless as he lays down next to me and pulls me into his arms. I bury my head in his chest as I try to catch my breath. I can feel him pressing kisses on the top of my head and my heart warms a bit more. I pull back from his chest and press a soft kiss to his lips. He smiles and then kisses me a few more times before getting up.
My mood immediately drops. He is leaving. Why is he leaving? Everyone else always leaves so I shouldn’t be surprised but he is supposed to be different. I sit up and wrap my arms around myself, suddenly freezing cold. The cum on my thighs no longer feels good and it makes me feel dirty and used. I am so far in my head that I don’t even register when he comes back with a few warm washcloths. I jump when he places a hand on my shoulder to lay me back down. “You didn’t leave” I shakily say. His eyes search mine and his face softens. “No, I didn’t leave. I would never leave you, especially after this” He says softly. I almost burst into tears when he says that. Of course, he isn’t leaving me. I let out a sigh of relief before laying back so he can wipe me off. His hands are gentle as he explores me and wipes the cum from my body. He gently cleans around my clit and lips to make sure I am not going to wake up gross. “I promise I will be back, I just need to put these away” he whispers into my hair. I nod and know he will come back. I watch the edge of the bed until he comes back into view with a cup of water and a hairbrush. He hands me the cup of water and as I gently sip it, he settles in against the headboard. Once I am done, I lean back against his chest. “I think I remember you saying you liked your hair brushed, so I bought a hairbrush so I can take care of you,” He says showing me what he bought. He must have asked Astoria or something because the type of brush he got is almost identical to mine. “Thank you” I reply quietly. I am not used to someone going out of their way to take care of me. He gently gathers my hair before running the brush through it softly. I relax into him as he brushes my hair. He works through the tangles carefully and makes sure it is smooth. I am almost asleep by the time he is finished and setting the hairbrush down. He gently lays me down. I feel him adjust some stuff on the bed and I feel a warm and soft blanket cover me. He settles down right in front of me; I automatically bury myself into his chest and I feel his arms wrap around me. He kisses the crown of my head and whispers “Good night”.
I whisper back “I love you”.