A Soulmate's Love

SMUT CHAPTER

This chapter is pure smut so you can skip it if you're not into that.

No bitches I mean it - No storyline, just smut.

You better all love me after this ;)

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"I dreamed of asking to marry you," He began as he placed a soft kiss to my cheek, "Of you saying yes to being mine forever," He kissed behind my ear, softly sucking on my sensitive spot, "Of standing at the altar as I imagined how beautiful you must be," He continued trailing his lips down my neck to my collarbone, "Of being blown away at how magnificently ethereal you were in your dress," He slowly lifted his Quidditch jersey over my head, now lustfully looking down at my exposed body. He then started placing kisses on my chest, sucking on my breasts hungrily, making me moan at the course of pleasure that sent shocks to where I wanted him most. "Of you walking down the aisle," He mumbled as his lips remained on my skin, "Of hearing the name Althea Jane Weasley for the first time," He now began roaming up my leg, slowly making his way up my inner thigh as I moaned in need for him. "I dreamed of putting the wedding ring on your finger," He had made his way up my leg and instead of going to where we both wanted, he placed a tantalizingly slow kiss just above my clit.

"George..." I whined, "Don't tease," I said breathlessly as I felt my center getting wet.

"Uh-uh" He tutted viciously, "I wasn't done, darling." His hand gently began tracing upwards from my ankle, the anticipation for what was to come heightening my senses. "I dreamed of kissing you for the first time as my bride," His finger directing itself closer and closer to my heat.

"Oh yeah?" I moaned in a breathy voice, the feeling of his breath fanning me making me involuntarily buck my hips, an action which he stopped by holding my hips in place, the grip of his cold rings sending shivers of pleasure up my spine.

"Naughty, naughty girl..." He scolded seductively, his sharp features and lustful eyes appearing back in front of me, although his hand stayed placed where it had been. I groaned in a mix of need and frustration at his actions, a sound not going unnoticed by him. "Needy, are we?" A mischievous smirk pulled at his lips and I just wanted to slap it off.

I decided to take matters into my own hands, and so as our eyes locked and his fingers traced dainty circles closer and closer to my entrance, I let my hand make its way down his abs, to his v-line, and slowly began palming his growing bulge under his grey sweatpants. A lowly groan escaped him as I continued, motivating me to push him even further by tugging at the hem of his pants.

His hands quickly pulled mine away from him as he flicked his wand and tied them above my head, making my mouth gape open in surprise which he used as his chance to kiss me passionately. "I want to taste you first." He spoke in between our shared breaths, making my eyes widen at his bold proclamation. "I want to see how good I make you feel." I exhaled as his mouth left mine and made its way down my chest, to right above my apex. He looked up at me, his hazel eyes had darkened considerably, "But you're not going to make a sound," His mouth came in contact with my bundle of nerves, making my back arch and a whimper escape my lips before I could stop. "Make a sound darling..." His fingers danced at my folds, teasing my entrance, "And you'll be punished." He didn't give me another second to prepare for what was to come as he plunged down to my heat, sending circulating fireworks of pleasure throughout my body. 

My back arched and my head tossed back as he sucked on my clit and I desperately tried to muffle my moans. His finger pressed down as his tongue expertly danced, and I gasped at the sudden shock of pleasure, a groan resounding from me. 

"Be a good girl and stay quiet," He spoke, his low voice reverberating on my nerves, "We don't want all of Ravenclaw to hear, do we?" His thumb pressed down on my clit, rubbing rhythmic circles as his tongue did the same, and through the pleasure, I could feel his finger tease my entrance.