Felix Felicis- A George Weasley and Adrian Pucey Love Triangle

102. Not Enough

I wake up in Adrian's bed; his arms are wrapped around my waist and his breath tickles my ear. I slowly turn to face him, careful to not wake him. His eyes are rimmed red; I think he was crying in his sleep.

I hadn't forgiven him last night. I was so hurt, so disgusted, I just couldn't bring myself to forgive him. I wanted to sleep in my own bed last night but he had convinced me to stay in bed with him, repeating over and over than he truly loved me.

I examine his sleeping face. His jaw is sharp; his cheekbones even sharper. He has such a perfect little pink tint on his cheeks. He is so handsome, it's hard to wrap my mind around it.

Godric, it was his birthday. I try to untangle myself from him without waking him, but the second I pull away his eyes fly open.

"Good morning." He whispers, pulling me close to him. His arms wrap tightly around me, as if he's afraid I'll disappear.

"Good morning. And happy birthday." I whisper, kissing him on the cheek lightly. "I was going to go get you breakfast, but it seems like I woke you."

"Forget breakfast. I just want to hold you." He says, closing his eyes and resting his head on top of mine.

I look up and kiss his cheek, slowly rubbing his arm. He opens his eyes and places a hand on my jaw, lifting me to kiss me on the lips.

He murmurs something against my lips, but I don't catch what he says. I pull away, placing my thumb on his cheekbone. "Quit mumbling, love. I'm an old woman, I've got bad ears." I say with a small chuckle.

"We're the same age now, you can't say that." He laughs, placing his hand over mine. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry about what I said yesterday. I'm sorry I ever did it."

He takes a deep breath, looking past the top of my head. It's his birthday, how could I let him be upset because of this? I want to just forgive him, I want this to be over. But I have to tell him the truth. I can't go on pretending like everything was alright. I scoot higher up the bed, going face to face with him.

"What you did was unforgivable, Adrian. You took advantage of me, got me in your bed. And then you told everyone about it, let the whole school hate me." I say, tears forming in my eyes. "You took months to tell me. I shouldn't forgive you."

"I know. Merlin, I know. I regret it all. If you want to leave, you can. I'll never speak to you again, if that's what you want." He says, his jaw tense.

"The wretched thing is that I love you, Adrian. I love you with my whole heart, and I can't help but want to forgive you. You keep saying it was only a drop, but even so-"

"My love, I promise I never did it after that. I swear it upon my nan's grave, may she rest in peace." He whispers, closing his eyes.

"I love you. And I know that it's real. I just don't know how I can trust you. I don't know if I can do this." I say.

"You can, I'll do anything to prove it." He whispers. "I love you more than you could ever know. Marry me." He says, opening his eyes. He sits up, pulling me to sit with him.

"You're mad." I say, looking to my legs.

He cups my face in his hands, looking at me in the eyes. "Marry me. Make me the luckiest guy in the world. That would be the best birthday present."

"Adrian, no. I'm not even thinking about marriage until I've graduated. Besides that, I can barely look at you." I say, pushing away from him. His face falters, but he pulls me in close.

"Then at least let me kiss you. Please." He begs, his eyes searching my face for approval.

I think about it for a moment. I still don't know how I feel about it all, but for the time being I might as well celebrate his birthday with him. I nod, and his lips immediately connect with mine. His tongue taunts my bottom lip, causing shivers to run through me. I bite his bottom lip and he groans, his hands moving to my waist.

He pulls me on top of him, slowly lifting a hand to the back of my head. He kisses me deeply. I take his hand and bring it to my throat; he squeezes it without thought.

Neither of us attempts to take things further; I think he's worried I'm upset and I don't know if I want to do anything more than kiss him at the moment.

His lips are gentle on mine, but after a few moments he pulls back, resting his head on the pillow. I move to kiss him but he stops me, pushing me back lightly.

"You're so beautiful, my love. You know, I reckon I don't want a birthday breakfast. I'd much rather eat something else." He mutters, his eyes half open and cheeks flushed.

My cheeks grow warm and I shift slightly, landing on my back on the bed. Adrian jumps on top of me, but before he can lean in to kiss me I raise my hand to his chest to stop him.

I grab my wand and lock the door, but Adrian grabs my wrist before I cast the silencing spell. "What are you-"

"Don't cast it. I want everyone to hear how good I make you feel." He says, pulling my wand out of my hand.

"But-" I protest, my hand still raised.

"It's my birthday, come on." He says, looking down at me with a smirk. I pause; only a moment later I nod and his lips crash into mine.

His tongue clashes with mine, and his hands move to slowly pull my shorts off. My hands go under his shirt, and my heart begins to race.

He pulls away and rips his shirt off, tossing it across the room. He gently tugs my shirt off, kissing my neck as he drops it beside the bed. He kisses my chest, playing with my breasts gently. He quickly moves to kiss my stomach; he begins to kiss me lower and soon reaches the waistband of my underwear.

He grabs the band with his teeth, tugging it lower. He licks around my heat, and the desire for him grows within me.

He grabs my thighs roughly and lifts my legs over his shoulders, entering me with his tongue as he does. I moan quietly, and he pulls away, entering me with his fingers.

"Come on, precious. That can't be all you've got." He murmurs, pumping his fingers into me quickly.

"You've only started." I mutter, propping myself up on my elbows.

He grins and pumps into me faster, and I automatically respond with a shallow squeak. He brings his mouth to me and sucks on my clit lightly as he pumps into me; I tangle one of my hands in his hair and pull him closer into me.

He removes his fingers and begins to groan into me, and I can't control the moans that escape me.

He brings a hand up to squeeze my breast, his hot breath and skillful tongue bringing me to my peak faster than I thought he ever could.

My volume begins to rise; the excitement of my sounds motivate him to keep going. Just as I'm about to finish, his tongue moves away from my heat.

I pant, looking down at him. "I was just about to-" I complain, but his smug grin tells me he knows.

"Just having a bit of fun dear." He smiles, moving his fingers to enter me once more.

He curls into me, and I shake under his touch. While the feeling is indescribable, amazing, I decide to amp up my volume for Adrian. I moan a bit louder and more often that I actually would, knowing that's what he wanted people to hear.

Finally, he lets me finish. I release onto his fingers and he sits up, smiling widely. "That's my girl." He whispers, bringing his lips to mine.

He settles next to me, wrapping the sheets around my bust and kissing my cheek. "Do you want to-"

"That was only breakfast, dear." He winks. I lay back down, my mind a flurry of emotion.

He was trying to fix this with sex. He barely tried to apologize, and he was trying to distract me with sex. Typical.

I close my eyes and try to think this through. I know I love him. But he was such a hypocrite.

I can't break up with him on his birthday, I couldn't be that cruel. But our relationship was built on lies; it was impossible to see it any other way.

I turn away from him and he drapes an arm over me, cuddling me closely. I love Adrian, but sometimes love is not enough.