TWENTY NINE

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29|DAISY'S

A gentle breeze drifted through the open window, awakening the sleeping woman as she shuffled closer to the warm figure beside her. He groaned softly, pulling her closer, wrapping his arm over her waist.

Willow took time to admire the man beside her, finger stroking over his smooth skin as she moved the black strands away from his eyes. The golden sun glowed against the dim room, waking him from his sleep.

His eyes fluttered open, black embers greeting her as she placed a gentle kiss on his jaw. His hand gripped the thin material around her waist, pulling her closer as her kisses moved down his neck. He pulled her body on to his, one hand holding her hip while the other slipped up her loose shirt.

"Morning." He chuckled to himself, voice deep as he groaned with pleasure, feeling her grind herself against him. "Have a good dream?"

"Very." She moaned, sitting up on his lap and looking down with heavy eyes. She rocked her hips back and forth, creating her own rhythm as he grew hard beneath her. "Fuck, Sev, don't stop what you're doing."

He moved his hand up her body, cupping her breast as he played with her nipple, gently flicking it as she cried out with pleasure.

A familiar tune played on the radio, Willow dancing along to the song in the kitchen as she prepared for the day, the kettle whistling on the cooker, toast popping out the toaster. It was a perfect morning.

"You seem in a good mood." Severus chuckled as he watched her brightly. He sat down at the kitchen table, holding up a hair bobble for her.

"I started my day off perfectly and I'm not letting anything ruin today." She grinned, standing behind him and pulling his long black locks into a low bun. "Your hairs gotten really long lately. You might almost have hair as long as me soon."

"I might just cut all your hair off in your sleep." He teased, pulling her on to his lap as she cupped his cheeks. "Then I'll have the longer hair."

"I would like to see you try. Now, stop distracting me." Willow pressed her lips on his quickly before slipping off his lap. She plated up their food, sitting across from him at the table as placed her a mug of tea. "It's really sunny and warm today. We should go and do something since we both have the day off."

"What do you want to do?" Severus sipped at his tea, watching her with curious eyes as he waited for her to give him an answer.

"Let's go for a picnic." She suggested cheerfully. "I can make some sandwiches and a cake. Oh, I can wear my new summer dress."

"With or without your panties?" His eyes darkened with lust, pajama bottoms growing tight as he trailed his stare down her body, his shirt hanging off her frame loosely. Her neck was littered with fresh love bites, thighs bruised with his hand prints and ass still red and swollen.

"That depends if you're a good boy or not."

"Trust me, Willow. The thoughts in my head right now are far from good." His smirked widened as her entire face flushed red, voice stuttering as she tried to change the topic of conversation.

Willow spun around in front of the mirror, admiring how the dress clung to her figure but flowed out at her waist. She smiled brightly at Severus, spotting him stood behind her, watching her quietly as she playful showed off her new dress.

"You look beautiful, Willow." Severus stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I am so lucky you're mine." His words were more of a reminder to himself than a compliment.

"Come on, let's go before the rain clouds come." Willow linked her arm in his, grabbing her basket full of food and leading him out their small flat.

The pair walked through the small wizarding town, Willow talking about work gossip while Severus happily listened to her. They neared the park, noticing a couple families taking advantage of the good weather.

Her fingers delicately picked the daisy's from the grass, weaving them together to create a crown. He watched her peacefully, smiling to himself at her joyful giggles as she placed it on his head. She pulled out her Polaroid camera, snapping a photo of him and beaming when she watched it develop before them.

Severus stole the camera from her lap, snapping a couple of photos of her pulling funny faces. He picked the daisy's from the grass, twisting them into her long brown locks. The camera clicked again, his smile mirroring hers as he stared at her lovingly.

The sun shined brightly in the sky, illuminating specs of gold in her honey brown eyes as she sat across from him, a cloud of grey smoke slipping from between her lips as he admired the flowers in her hair.

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