Chapter 2
“I’ve had enough of this,” said Luna, turning to pass the hot mug of cinnamon and clove scented wine back over her shoulder to Ginny. “You have the rest.”
The transfer of wine caused the rosy bath bubbles to lap over the side of the tub and one of the candles balanced on the rim sputtered and extinguished. Luna leant forward to relight it, exposing her long pale back to Ginny’s sleepy gaze.
“Leave it,” said Ginny, running her free hand up Luna’s spine. “‘S nice in the dark.”
“You sound like you’re about to fall asleep,” Luna looked back over her shoulder at Ginny, “maybe I should take that wine back.”
“‘M fine,” Ginny heard her voice slur as she watched the steam from the bath dampen the soft tendrils of hair framing Luna’s face. “It’s just nice and warm in here. That’s all. Long,” she broke off to yawn, a bit of the wine sloshing out of the mug as she covered her mouth, “long game.”
Luna’s soft laugh lapped against Ginny as she turned to bring them face-to-face. “Well you were marvellous,” she pressed a kiss to Ginny’s lips, “and breathtaking,” another kiss to the underside of Ginny’s jaw, “and…”
“And?” Ginny let her legs fall open a little more, slipping lower in the bath and tipping her head back as Luna kissed down her neck.
“And,” said Luna, smiling as her lips brushed the hollow of Ginny’s throat, “and I think you just spilt mulled wine down my back.”
“Shit.”
“I’ve had enough of this,” said Luna, turning to pass the hot mug of cinnamon and clove scented wine back over her shoulder to Ginny. “You have the rest.”
The transfer of wine caused the rosy bath bubbles to lap over the side of the tub and one of the candles balanced on the rim sputtered and extinguished. Luna leant forward to relight it, exposing her long pale back to Ginny’s sleepy gaze.
“Leave it,” said Ginny, running her free hand up Luna’s spine. “‘S nice in the dark.”
“You sound like you’re about to fall asleep,” Luna looked back over her shoulder at Ginny, “maybe I should take that wine back.”
“‘M fine,” Ginny heard her voice slur as she watched the steam from the bath dampen the soft tendrils of hair framing Luna’s face. “It’s just nice and warm in here. That’s all. Long,” she broke off to yawn, a bit of the wine sloshing out of the mug as she covered her mouth, “long game.”
Luna’s soft laugh lapped against Ginny as she turned to bring them face-to-face. “Well you were marvellous,” she pressed a kiss to Ginny’s lips, “and breathtaking,” another kiss to the underside of Ginny’s jaw, “and…”
“And?” Ginny let her legs fall open a little more, slipping lower in the bath and tipping her head back as Luna kissed down her neck.
“And,” said Luna, smiling as her lips brushed the hollow of Ginny’s throat, “and I think you just spilt mulled wine down my back.”
“Shit.”