Rupert Prince, Eighteen. Newly and happily married.
Unhappily a Knights of Walpurgis, Death Eater.
England, 1977.
A Death Eater you’ll become.
A Death Eater forever you’ll be,
But remember; from Voldemorts grasp.
You will never be free.
VIA Happy Valentines
It was almost all to much…his lips brushing against hers as he whispered for her to look at him, his eyes boring into hers burning with passion and lust unspoken as he pushed himself deeply into her. Emma gasped, her own hand reaching up to tangle in his hair as she pressed her lips to his in a hungry kiss. “Fuck Ru…” she moaned softly moving her hips trying to feel more of him inside her.
She bit her lip, stifling another moan as he began to move his hips slowly thrusting into her and pulling out again sending her closer and closer to the edge. She moved her own hips to mirrors his movements and meets his thrusts urging him to go faster and harder to give her more of him as he always did.
Emma brought her lips to kiss softly along his neck and shoulder, biting down gently as he gave her a hard thrust. “Fuck!” she gasped grinding her hips against his. “I love it when you do that..” she murmured, tugging at his lip with a smirk.
Rupert groaned and kissed her deeply, tasting her lips. “mm so do I” he mumbled, kissing along her neck and gently applying suction to certain areas of her body he had come to find was quite sensitive of his mouth. He bit down on her shoulder and gave another hard thrust, changing the pace of his thrusts to give her more of him unable to fight her as she writhed beneath him urging him on with her hips. He breathed hotly against her neck and grunted, moaning as she met him on every thrust and they began to move as one.
He raised his head and leaned his forehead to hers, smiling and looking into her glorious blue eyes sparkling at him and staring back. “Merlin, I love you Emma” he sighed, pressing his lips to hers again, passionately kissing her, giving all he had until he left her breathless. He broke away and let out a breath of his own and smirked, taking her cheek in his palm.
“There is no one else I would rather have married and spent my life loving. Thank you for being in my life. sweetheart”
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There was something about the way that he could be at her mercy one moment and in the next his strong arms were around her, his hands cupping her face and laying her back on the bed that completely undid her. She thought she could cum right now if only he’d commanded it. Emma wiggled her hips and kicked the last piece of fabric separating herself from her husband and bit her lip as he ground himself teasingly against her.
“Fuck…” Emma whimpered trying to keep her own hips from seeking him. She was on the verge of loosing all control of herself and for some reason she wanted to prove to him that she could remain in control in the moments before he finally let her feel him. “Please…Ru..” she begged, her mouth trailing insistent kisses along his neck nipping gently along the way.
Rupert sighed and groaned, closing his eyes when her lips met his skin making him shiver under her touch and at her begging words he raised his head to meet her eyes and leaned forward to rest his forehead against hers. “Look at me, Emma” he murmured, barely brushing his lips against hers, wanting to see her face when he finally entered her, with one hand cradling her cheek he took the other and rested his hand upon her hip, gripping gently as he prepared to enter her. He held her gaze and pushed foreword, inch by inch until he he buried himself deep inside her. Pausing for a moment he allowed his wife to adjust to him, holding his hips still until she gave him the signal to move.
As much as he wished to give in, her pleasure came first, like any other night they had spent together tangled up he took his time to love her and her how much he loved and cared for her. He never her any less and usually always more.
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She smirked again, her smile this time loosing most of the innocence and reflecting what was truly inside. “I would never let you succumb to death by my hand…or mouth, love.” Emma chuckled closing her mouth on him again and applying gentle suction until she elicited yet another guttural moan from deep in his throat.
She moaned softly, enjoying the sound of him enjoying what she was doing to him. She brought her hand up to gently wrap around him and jerk him slowly while she teased him with her tongue and sucked gently.
Pulling away Emma smirked up at him and laved her tongue along the underside of his shaft. “I’m not sure I want you to cum just yet love…” she murmured, pressing soft kisses along his abs and chest until she reached his neck. “I think I want to feel you inside me first…” she whispered nipping his earlobe gently.
Even before Rupert could respond to her words he was taken over by the overwhelming pleasure of her lips and her tongue and when he finally did, it was a deep groan in his throat escaping from his lips unable to stop himself and barely keeping himself still as her hand encircled his member, stroking him while her tongue and mouth moved over him. His hand tangled through her hair and he bit down hard on his lips to stifle his moans. He swore under his breath and swallowed hard regaining some sort of control, enough to catch his bearings before she managed to completely draw him over the edge. Her smirk she had given him was nothing but evil intentions, hiding behind innocent looks and batting eyelashes but Merlin did he love it.
A shuddering gasp escaped and he set his eyes on her, her tongue laving over him and then soft kisses trailing upwards along his skin still she reached his neck. He listened intently to her soft whispers, telling him she didn’t want him to cum, he groaned in response and turned his head, cupping her cheek in one had with the other at her waist, guiding her to lay back into the soft mattress as he followed her down. His tongue delved between her lip, tugging gently taking his turn to tease her.
“Off these go then” he whispered, moving his free hand down to pull off her underwear, allowing her a moment to kick them the rest of the way off before he settled himself between her legs watching her as he ground his hips into hers just enough to tease her and make her moan for him.
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A triumphant smirk crept across her face and Emma brought her hands up to work the buttons of his trousers. She unbuttoned and unzipped them, tugging them down gently all the while maintaining eye contact. Emma let his trousers fall to the floor and pressed another gentle kiss to the spot just above the waistband of his boxers. “Thank you my love…” she murmured softly, the smirk still apparent on her face.
She could feel his erection already straining against the fabric of his boxers begging to be set free of the restrictive material and she couldn’t wait to oblige. “I promise you won’t regret it..” she chuckled, hooking her fingers into the waistband of his boxers and tugging down gently to finally free his member.
Emma took a moment to let her eyes wander over his frame admiring him appreciatively. She met his eyes once more and smiled up at him before leaning forward on her hands and knees and slipping her tongue past her lips to tease him with a gently lick.
He swallowed hard looking down at Emma, the teasing only got worse and she was being mercilessly slow. It didn’t help the more she touched him, her hand touching the top of his trousers and when those hand fallen away it only got worse. The look on her eyes as she looked into his. Never once did she break contact with him so far and as her hand touched over his boxers he couldn’t help let out a low groan. He was completely at her mercy. He hated and loved her smirk all at the same time, on the one hand he hated being teased but on the other it only served to heighten the pleasure that was already growing inside him.
Emma knew this and she used it to her full advantage, driving him crazy till he begged to come. Rupert had a hunch that she was doing just that, drawing it out slowly. “I promise you won’t regret it..” she said with a laugh, he laughed with her. “I don’t think I’ve ever regretted having those lips on me, darling” he smirked back, moaning quietly when she finally set his member free from the confines of his clothing. He watched her sit back and admire him and he couldn’t help but make a comment about it. ”Do you like what you see?” he asked, getting his answer just a moment later, catching a glance at her eyes before she moved on her hands and knees before him on the bed.
He bit his lip to silence the sounds from hid mouth and swallowed hard once again. Rupert let out a shaky breath, chucking low in his throat. “Your going to be the death of me, Emma” She was definitely going to keep to her word.
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Emma grinned biting her lip as she thought over all the things she wanted from him, and the things she wanted to do to him. It was after all her choice as he had said. She smirked and crawled to the edge of the bed leaning forward to press a kiss to his abs that were positioned perfectly in front of her just begging to be kissed.
“What if all I want is to use my mouth to bring you immense pleasure?” she chuckled her tongue slipping out to swirl in a small circle above his navel. “Can I do that? Please?” she asked giving him another innocent look full of pleading.
He watched her carefully, wondering what she might ask of him. She could ask him to do anything for her, anything she asked. His mouth opened to ask but she had already began to forward and kissed his skin, his mouth closed and he looked down at her, closing his eyes and sighing softly when her tongue circled his navel, talking about bringing him immense pleasure with her mouth. A shiver ran down his spine and he groaned, biting down on his lip trying his best to listen as she spoke but finding hard to concentrate .
“Can I do that? Please?” she asked, just as he turned his head to meet her eyes, that innocent look and her eyes, pleading to him. “I thought this was my night to pleasure you, darling but I did say what ever you liked I’d do it for you and it is…rather tempting. I’d love it” he grinned.
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Emma groaned as deprived her of the pleasure of kissing down his chest any further. She sat back with a defiant smirk and pulled her shirt over her head tossing it to the side before working the buttons of her pants. “Don’t you know I was born to break the rules?” she teased letting her pants fall to the floor. “Besides…I thought you liked it when I behave a little naughty love.” She chuckled stealing another kiss just above his navel.
She pulled away before he could reprimand her again and retreated to the bed climbing on top of it and crawling to the center on her hands and knees. “So what’s next then?” she chuckled, looking up at him innocently.
“I know it very well, dear” He shivered and stifled a moan, playfully glaring at his wife. That innocent look on her face, a tease. “hm, I do like how naughty you are love but this was my surprise for you and as much as I love you doing that. I’d really like to please you first” he smiled, standing at the edge of the bed, admiring her current position, wandering if she just did this just to tease him. Damn her, she knew what it did to him and no a moment of control these days left him any chance to stop his body from reacting it did. Though truthfully, it started the moment she walked in and the self control he had, was nearly and very gone. “don’t look so sad, I promise it’ll get better starting now but what’s next it’s up to you.
“Tonight is all about you and what you want and I want you to tell me what exactly it is, any fantasies, anything you want. I’m here to please you” he smirked and raised his brow, challenging her. “What will it be sweetheart?”
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Emma scrunched her nose and nuzzled her face into her husband’s neck, sleep already seeping into the edges of her consciousness. “Yes…and I’ll owl my mum and dad as well…maybe we can have them for dinner or something..” she murmured sleepily, a million thoughts running through her mind.
Thoughts of Rupert and of Jeremy, thoughts of the life they shared together and how much it would change over the course of the coming days and months and fears concerning Rupert and just how much exactly he would be around. She had no way of knowing how or even if he would be able to come home. She tried to clear all that from her mind as she drew lazy circles and swirls on his chest. “I love you Ru…” she whispered pressing a soft kiss to his chin. “And don’t worry love…we’ll figure it all out. I promise.” She mumbled just before finally drifting off to sleep.
Rupert hummed and closed his eyes, his body beginning to relax as he gave into exhaustion his neck warmed by her breath as he [pressed herself close to his side. Sleepily he responded to her, mumbling once in awhile hanging on to consciousness for a little while. “That sounds good, dinner” he repeated, placing an arm around her waist, his hand resting just above her hip, he pulled her closer and sighed, being lulled to sleep with her gentle strokes on his chest.
In the back of his mind, worries still drifted through his minds, questions he knew Emma had that he could never answer for her, There was too much to think about but he was tired both mentally and phyically, he could barely keep his eyes open. “Tomorrow, it’ll all be figured out tomorrow” he told himself, pushing away his rattled thoughts so he could try to get some rest like his wife, fast asleep beside him. Rupert turned and kissed her head, mumbling into her hair. “I love you too” just as he was falling asleep
But even in his sleep he couldn’t escape it and his brows furrowed as dreamed about the nightmares and the memories that lived inside his mind, it was a restless sleep.
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She giggled and turned her face into his palm and pressing a small kiss there. “I love you too..” she breathed, closing her eyes and taking a moment to just enjoy the feeling of his hand holding her face, making her feel safe, secure, loved…
“No you were perfect..” she grinned stealing a kiss from him. “You tired?” she asked laying down and pulling him with her. As much as she loved making love to her husband she adored just lying in bed with him after with his arms wrapped around her his fingers trailing her spine and her face buried in his chest pressing soft kisses to his skin and all along his neck and jaw. It was so much more than just sex it was saying I love you, I cherish you, I adore you with their bodies in more than just sex.
It was gentle sweet caresses and fingers running through hair, goosebumps and tingling all over and Emma wished it would never end.
Rupert groaned, his side even more aggravated then it was before but slight ache was enough to tolerate and it didn’t bother him as much as it used to. He laid back and wrapped his arm around her, breathing much more normally then he previously has, a little less out of breath.
“I’m knackered, sweetheart” he mumbled, whispering into her hair as he turned his head. Rupert looked down and her and pulled the blankets around them, tucking it around her shoulders while he left it laying across his lap. He stroked his hands along her back and smiled. “We should get some sleep now, tomorrow is going to be a long day for us. Jeremy needs to be settled in and I need to talk to my dad at the ministry, perhaps” he mumbled, frowning for just a moment.
“Forget that, I’ll contact him by owl at home it will be safest thing to do” he said, thinking it was best that he lay low given the circumstances of the situation. News would travel fast about the attacks, the murders he was involved in and he didn’t need anyone catching on to who he was, stepping into the ministry with the security they had might be the most foolish thing to do.
“Sleep tight darling” he whispered, kissing his wife’s brow.
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Emma chuckled and let her hands run down his chest tucking just the tip of her fingers into his waistband and teasing him just so. “I’m loving it, but if you don’t mind it’s Mrs. not Miss…I’m a married woman you see?” she chuckled and flashed her left hand if front of her face.
“And my husband…he’s really hot.” she smirked, holding in a chuckle just as he shook his hips violently in what was supposed to be a provocative motion. “He’s not at all ridiculous..” she giggled leaning forward and kissing down his chest, unable to control herself any longer.
Rupert flashed her a rueful grin and smiled, raising his brows as her fingers just oh so gently brushed his skin. He bit his lip as his wife raised her hand, pointing to the gold band sitting on the left had of her finger, correcting him on his mistake. “of course, of course. Now what was I thinking. I should have noticed that ring of yours, you know I’ve got a matching pair” he said, raising his own hand, stopping suddenly when he felt her lips on his skin, travelling down his chest.
“oi” he softly called, stopping her before she could go any lower. Rupert cupped her cheek and softly stroked her skin. “You wouldn’t be trying to steal my show sweetheart, are you?” he asked. “you can touch but only with your hands. its against the rules to use your lipd. So you wouldn’t want to be naughty now and break the rules, do you?” he asked, tapping his his thumb on her chin.
He chuckled to himself and looked down at his wife, catching her smile. It was probably torture to have her sit while he did all the work, he’d have to think of some way, some how to get her having her own bit of fun with him. He smirked to himself and met her eyes. “Why don’t you lose a few pieces of your clothes, I think your slightly overdressed and we can’t have that darling” he said, shaking his head.
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