Slug CLub

Ch. 74 Theo/Pansy

"Dinner was wonderful, Theo," Pansy said as she burrowed further into her coat to keep warm. Theo pulled her tighter against his side to help her stay warm as they walked towards his flat.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. They do make a fantastic spaghetti at that little place. It's always been one of my favorites," Pansy nodded against his shoulder.

"I can certainly see why!" He laughed a little as they made their way up the steep steps at the back of Ollivanders and up to Theo's flat. Smiling to himself, he unlocked and pushed open the door and let her go inside ahead of him. He'd planned most every part of this day. Having a new dress delivered to her yesterday, dinner at Balthazar's tonight, and now his next surprise was waiting on the couch in his flat for her. As he closed them in together in the dark, he could hear her shifting her coat from her shoulders. He slowly reached over and flipped on the lights and heard her gasp before he even turned around. A large stuffed occamy was nestled on the couch between a bouquet of deep purple roses and a box of her favorite raspberry chocolate cauldrons. He smiled at her shocked face and shrugged.

"I wanted our first Valentine's day together to be..."he shrugged again, "right. Sorry if its cheesy." he looked down at his black shoes, scuffing the toe on the floor a little like a child who was nervous. He felt Pansy's hand gently rest on his cheek and he lifted his eyes to meet her's.

"No one has ever gone to this amount of trouble for me. I love it, Theo. And I love you," She kissed him gently, lips barely bruising his. He pulled her closer to him and deepened the kiss, pressing his lips more firmly to hers. After a few minutes, he pulled back to see her flushed cheeks and pressed his forehead to hers.

"Why don't I show you the last bit I had planned, yea?" he whispered. Pansy smiled up at him from under her eyelashes, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Grinning at her, he pressed his lips to hers again and guided her backwards across the room to his bedroom door on the other side. Still kissing her, he reached up and loosened his tie, flicking it to the floor. Then started on the buttons of his shirt. She started untying the sash on her dress and pulling the zipper down, letting the emerald satin slide from her body to the floor as his black shirt landed in a heap nearby. His slacks were next, just as her legs hit the side of his bed and she let herself fall back, breaking their kiss. She looked up at him as he fumbled with the fly of his trousers. When he finally got them off, he stood up and just gazed down at her mostly-naked body on his black sheets, her emerald bra and panties standing out starkly against her pale skin. He wanted this to be special, to be loving and romantic. All of that almost went out the window as she sat up and ran her hand over his cock through his boxers. HIs head fell  back on his shoulders with a grown, then he let out a hiss as she shoved his boxers down and grabbed the base of his cock as it sprang free. She leaned forward slowly, holding his stare, and gently kissed the head of his cock, flicking her tongue over the bead of precum that had escaped. She then released his cock and lay back again. Slipping her thumbs into the sides of her panties, she drew them down her legs and flicked them to the floor, then let her legs fall open, exposing her glistening sex to him. Theo crawled up her body, settling himself between her thighs. Still managing to hang onto some semblance of control, he melted their lips together once more, then rolled his hips and entered her slowly, sliding deeper with each slow thrust. They just kept that rhythm. Slow, passionate. They climaxed together, shouting each others names at the height of their passion.

In the aftermath, they lay snuggled close together underneath his black duvet, her head on his chest.

"Best Valentine's day ever," she said quietly, kissing his pec.

"Until next year," he whispered. She laughed and kissed him again.