“cigarette daydreams”
WARNING: 18+, sex
𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦
his hands slowly glided against your skin, barely even making a sound as the hair against your arms perked up. “if.. you don’t want to do this, we don’t have to..” he mumbled, his doe eyes pointed forwards at you, lips slightly ajar as you sat at the head frame of his small twin bed. “neville, we’re already here.. why not? you know i love you.. and.. and this wont change how i feel about you. neville if we could leave now, i would marry you. you are my forever.” you begged, hands placed upon his thighs. you glanced downwards, slowly dragging your nails across his brown corduroy colored pants, reaching his hips. “you know it’ll be alright, don’t you? you won’t hurt me.” his hands quickly fling from your body, onto the sides of his button up. “you are sure? 100% sure, right?” he stutters, fiddling with the ends of his cuff. “hurry up and kiss me.” you snapped, pulling his face towards yours, connecting your lips in a fluid motion. he slowly moves you downwards, laying on top of the small twin bed, throwing every distraction off, focusing his attention on removing his collared shirt. “i’m.. i’m sorry i can’t seem to remove this!” he groans, creating a battle between him and the collared shirt. “neville, don’t you want a little help?” you smirk, pulling him back down, almost popping each button as you continue your battle for dominance throughout the breathy kisses. he slowly inches closer, wrapping your legs more around his waist, pressing himself against you. in a fit of anticipation he lets out a small groan, eyes widening as he notices you letting a small smile peek through your lips. through the kisses you mumble, “don’t you want to see what i’m wearing?” and with those few words, a different switch is turned, neville rushes to move backwards, delicately removing the buttons from your top, pressing soft kisses beneath the peaks of skin flushing through as the shirt slowly falls to the floor. “neville, c’mon.. i.. i don’t think i have the strength to continue on this slow..” you squeaked. you could feel his smile pressed against your lower abdomen as he tugged harshly onto your pants. “what was that? you want me to move slower?” he said, obviously teasing you as he slowly moved his fingers across your hip bones, undoing the buttons ever so slowly. “you know i don’t like to be teased, longbottom. not here, not now.” you interject, pushing your hips forward to help guide the process along. in a swift motion, he was able to remove your pants as well as your undergarments. he dips his head down, slowly pushing your legs towards the sides, and in a quick motion before he began kissing your clit to be gentlemanly. his tongue is careful at first, experimental lickes before he lays his tongue flat - with a soft rhythm, slowly increasing his pace to your pleasure. he begins to speed up, his speed the only testament on how far he may push you as you began to twitch, dragging your fingers through his hair in a rash motion. the knot in your stomach becoming more and more wound up as he continues, lapping his tongue against your clit, locking eyes with you as he enjoys his view. “oh.. neville.. please.. hurry..” you breathe out, the words coming out airy and flustered sounding. you can feel your cheeks going a deep ruby again, embarrassed but also too turned on to whimp out now, reaching your climax as you grab his head, pulling him in closer to finish, your legs becoming weak within his grasp. when he pulls back from your lips, there’s a small string of saliva connecting you two still, broken only when he speaks in an unsure tone, “did... did i do good, y/n?” you are left speechless as you try to regain your breath, heart pounding as you rest backwards onto your elbows, “good?”, you breathe out, “that was... amazing..” his eyes shoot up with pupils dilated, “do you.. think we could go further?” he mumbles over his words, wiping his cheeks, staring back at your breathless state. “now that we’ve started, i don’t think we could stop..”