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✧PROMISES IN HOGSMEAD✧

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Rhea's research hadn't ceased, and every time Alphard had caught her reading, he'd give her a look. And Rhea only returned it to confirm whether or not she was, yet this time she turned over her current read, and it was clearly a book based on herbology.

Meaning she was taking a break, or plotting.

"Well, we certainly aren't doing anything extreme in my brother's home! Merlin Alphard, you're worse than I am!" She laughed, and Alphard was at his wits end.

Even worse is that his brother was teasing him none stop over the updates. And as of yet, there was nothing—He kept up his spouseful duties in keeping their pleasure between the both of them.

Though moments following, he wondered just how his little wife would respond with another witch in the room.

One that would help her close to release, to feel the pleasure from another touch.

It was harmless, really. Alphard knew that his wife was devoted to him. Loves him dearly, and he wasn't worried on that front. So why was this starting to eat at him?

Was he not enough?
Was he losing his touch?

Rhea, on the other hand, had never felt more at bliss. It turned into a beautiful distraction from not having their manor back for another few days, worries about the fragments of her friend group, and Sterling—Which she still didn't know how the Niffler family was doing locked away without her friendly visits.

But damn it all, if her husband woke her up the third morning in a row with suggestive touches—Lingering and thoroughly satisfying, leaving her relaxed and well sated.

Only for Alphard to feel high at attention and desperate for an answer.

"You know what, I don't regret asking you what a triad is...That's why you're doing all this, right?" She huffed, breathing just as heavily as her husband beside her.

Given that they have an hour or so to head to the office.

"You're too smart for your own good, little goddess."

"Hm. But now you're stressed. Come now, Alphard, I'm new to all this. Of course, I want answers."

"Have I not given you enough pleasure?"

"Every time. It's not you...It was more of me asking if you've done something in the sort and...If you expected that of—"

"Absolutely not!"

"And it was just my curiosity. I had questions, but I don't think it's for us." He sighed in relief, literally. But then started to laugh at the idea of his anxieties coming from the mere thought of another person in the bedroom.

"I think we're just right where we are."

"I think you like teasing me with your interests."

"Well then, sir, what is something that you want to do that we haven't done yet?" It was a dangerous suggestion for sure, and Alphard's grin had started to blossom thus far.

"You are going to regret asking that, love...But remind me when our library is finished, yes?" She nodded with a smile, eager to have this type of surprise. Something to look forward to.

Among the fruitful weekend, and in addition to Alphard being unbelievably angry. Rhea had asked if Orion could be invited to their weekend to Hogsmead.

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