Fan Fiction ❯ Last Hope ❯ 15 ( Chapter 15 )

Firelight flickered over golden skin as clothing slid away with the barest whisper. There was a bed three feet away, but it seemed too far to be bothered with and Phoenix laid Niki gently back on the thick rug. Her hair spread out around her, she looked up at him with warm brown eyes and he touched her face, reverently, before leaning down to kiss her. She put her hands on either side of his face and slid her fingers into his hair, holding him to her as she returned and deepened the kiss. Her hands trailed through his hair and down to his shoulders, over his chest and to his hips, gently pulling him down. His weight settled onto her, warm, comforting and she lightly scraped the base of his spine with her nails. Phoenix shivered and braced himself on his elbows, looking down at her. She smiled back, a slight curving at the corner of her mouth, then wrapped her legs around his waist. His right hand slid under her head and lightly gripped the back of her neck. His cerulean gaze locked onto hers and stayed there as he slid into her heat. Her lips parted and a soft sigh escaped her at the familiar feeling of him inside her, filling her. Still, their gazes stayed locked together, even as Phoenix slid his free hand down to her hip and began to move, slowly, rocking in that timeless, ancient rhythm. Her hands slid up his back and her nails dug into his shoulders as her world started to spin. Soft sounds came from her throat and her motions became faster and more intense as the ache began to build. Phoenix's hand on her neck tightened and she saw him fighting for control. "Stop it," she breathed. He groaned, softly and closed his eyes, leaning lower over her as he thrust into her, harder and faster than before, to a degree just barely short of painful. Her legs tightened around his waist and her mouth opened in a silent cry as he drove her toward the edge of the world and over it. All the sudden, she was falling, she couldn't breathe and the universe was rushing by her, too fast to see. She heard her own voice call out his name, sounding incredibly far away and Phoenix buried his face in her neck, stifling his own cry as he buried himself deeply inside her and held her tightly against him. He shuddered and she felt his body trembling. Still trying to catch her breath, Niki tangled her fingers in his hair and held his head against her chest, closing her eyes and listening to him breathe.

Ron rolled over in bed and pulled his pillow over his head. The soft sounds from above were unmistakable. Harry, across the room in his own bed, was silent, but Ron knew he wasn't asleep. He was lost in thought, the same ones as Ron. In the alternate future, he and Harry had developed relationships with Hermione and Ginny. Now that they really thought about it, that seemed to be the most probable course of events. But the arrival of their elder selves had changed things. Ginny was with Gryff and, by the looks of things, Dragon would soon claim Hermione as his own. So, where would that leave Harry and Ron?