Slipping Through the Fingers

Chapter 4

It was after Arithmancy. Edlyn and Barty were walking in the hallways to go have dinner when he grabbed her arm and shoved her in an empty classroom.

"Show me the ring." he commanded before Edlyn had time to say anything. She just looked at him for a moment, registering what had just happened, before sliding her hand in her robes' pockets and taking the little sliver ring. She didn't wear it during her lessons, but she was expected to wear it every time else, showing it to anyone who wanted to have a look at it. She tossed it to Barty and watched him as he examined the ring.

"Not really like you." he observed after a moment. He tossed it back to Edlyn who didn't catch it in mid-air. She crouched down to get it back.

"I'm sure you would have loved it." she quietly said while putting the ring back on and slowly getting up. Barty, who had been walking out of the room, carefully closed the door again and turned around. He had kept his distance with her since the Christmas holidays, only looking at her with his jaws pulsing. He was jealous. Edlyn couldn't blame him, but she found that she could let out her frustration on him.

"He doesn't love you." he said bitterly.

"He does."

"Not like me." Barty walked up to Edlyn, inches away from her face. "He just likes to fuck you."

Edlyn didn't realise when her hands had took hold of his neck, nor when her feet dragged them both against the wall. Barty's body slammed against the wall with a thud, his eyes looked down at Edlyn. They were round with surprise at first, then narrowed with malice. He grabbed Edlyn's waist and pressed her body against his. He was hard.

"Is it okay?" he murmured. Edlyn slowly nodded, tightening her grip of Barty's neck. He vividly turned around, pulling Edlyn's body with him and pushing it violently against the wall. "What about that?" he leaned in and gently kissed her neck. She didn't say anything, breathing through her mouth. He looked back at her, towering her. She nodded, lost for words.

"Say it." he ordered.

"Yes." she breathed as she went on tip toes and kissed him hard. Their kisses were passionate, violent, fast, full of anger. Edlyn's skirts were quickly lift up, Barty's pants unzipped. They masturbated each other, their other hand squeezing their partner's throat or grabbing their hair.

"Fuck me." whispered Edlyn. She wrapped one leg around Barty's waist, her panties long forgotten on the floor. He pulled in and fucked her hard. His hips moved forward with strength, moving back barely slower, only to push back further again. His moans were dangerously growing louder, Edlyn silenced them with a hand on his mouth. But then, she was the one being too loud.

"Fuck." she muttered. Barty took her hand and licked her fingers. He opened his mouth and pushed her ring finger in it, sucking it. He pulled her hand away and parted his lips. The ring was set between his teeth. Edlyn snatched it away and put it back with one hand.

"Ouch." Barty said before he placed a hand on Edlyn's face's side and turned it violently sideways so she didn't face him anymore. He scrutinized the profile he was pushing against the wall, then bit her jaw-line.

"Ouch." she whimpered. Barty's movement inside of Edlyn were harder, until they were progressively getting slower. He came.

"You know the spell." Barty said before zipping his pants back up and getting out of the room. He slammed it shut, leaving Edlyn alone, her hair messy and a biting mark on her jaw.

"Tosser." she mumbled.