"What do I care how he looks? I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk! All these scars show is zat my husband is brave!"
- Fleur Delacour, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Chapter 29
"If you want to know what a man's like, take a go...
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When the early rising of the sun awoke the two, Imogen slipped out of the bed and made her way to the dining room to find Mimi already getting everything sorted. "Good morning, Mimi." Imogen greeted softly, her loose black robe was tied lazily in front of her she wore underneath Tommy's button up shirt, the man wanting to help his wife to her hope of having an army of their children and boy did he really make her blush last night. She shivered at the thought as she remembered what he did. "Missy Immi, are, okay?" Mimi questioned.
Imogen looked to the house elf and smiled. "Of course." She said with a smile on her face. "What is for breakfast?" She asked the house elf gently.
"We be having pancakes, with fresh fruit and tea and juice." Mimi responded. "Now, I be off to wake the wee lads." Mimi said with a cheeky grin.
Imogen frowned, as Mimi popped away. "Oh no, they did something." She muttered gently. She waited a few moments, before loud screams reached down to the dining room. Mimi popped back into the room placing the food onto the table. "What did they do Mimi?" Imogen asked her house elf gently. She watched as Mimi decided if she should tell her or not. "No one will be in trouble by myself or Tommy, if what they did involves you getting revenge, who am I to stop you," Imogen stated with a shrug.
Mimi blinked before responding to her Mistress. "The twins pranked the ballroom, by having Elijah use some of his magic and filled the ballroom up with water so that it became an indoor aquarium and didn't clean up after themselves."
Imogen blinked in surprise before turning and seeing her sons, and little brother blushing at being told on. "Mimi, you have full authority to prank the boys for the rest of the week." Imogen said before going back up to her room to wake Tommy up. She didn't go far as Tommy had heard the three boys' screams, Atticus right behind him, the older boy walked past Tommy and entered the dining room. He was too tired to worry about anything at the moment... and hungry. Imogen smiled at Tommy as he came to wrap his arms around her waist, kissing the side of her neck where many love bites sat.
"What did our kids do this morning?" Tommy questioned in a deep voice.
Imogen shivered at hearing his morning voice as she responded, "They pranked the ballroom, so Mimi got revenge as they didn't clean it up afterwards."
Tommy hummed as the pair walked into the dining room, taking their seats. Fred and George cheered seeing their papa as they ran over crawling all over him as they spoke about their time in the manor, Atticus and Elijah whispered back and forth, possibly about magical creatures. Elijah nudged Atticus in that moment the older boy sighed before looking at Tommy, "what did you do?" he questioned him with a glare.
Tommy sighed before looking at Imogen, she wasn't going to save him this time. He didn't want her to, he fucked up, not her. "Your aunt Ada, she is pregnant, I let my feeling get ahead of me, not seeing what I was doing, your mother and I fought about it, I was an asshole, I acted like Imogen didn't know me. I was in the wrong, and I see that now," he answered. "You can be mad at me all you want; I don't think you'll be as mad as I am at myself."
Elijah and Atticus stared Tommy down before they nodded. "As long as she has forgiven you," Elijah said, looking at his sister.
"All is well Elijah, don't worry about it anymore, alright." She whispered with a gentle smile on her face.
The rest of the day went as normal, Tommy stayed in the manor with them, not wanting to leave Imogen's side, he hadn't felt so lost before, except during the war, he hated that feeling, he knew he was stronger with Imogen by his side. "Tommy," she said gently as the pair laid together in the library. Tommy hummed in response to his wife, his hands creating patterns into the back of her dress. "When is your meeting with Campbell?" She asked him softly.
"This afternoon," he said to her. Imogen sighed gently as she rested her hand on his right cheek, Tommy's eyes opened to stare into her emerald eyes. "I promise Imogen I'll be careful." He whispered to her.
Imogen giggled, as Tommy pulled her closer to himself, his lips kissing her neck, she giggled as it tickled the girl. Tommy's lips went higher, and higher, he kissed her lips firmly. Imogen hummed as his hands slid down to her waist, as he rolled to be atop her. Imogen's hand flung forward closing and locking the library door, Tommy smirked as his hands went to the back of her dress unbuttoning it. With her now undressed, Imogen was fast to take Tommy's own clothing off, Tommy brought her into another kiss, his hands wandering everywhere across her body, as they continued kissing.
Imogen sat up tracing her fingers over his scars, Tommy's eyes closed feeling the light feathery touch of his wife's finger's glide over each wound. She stood from the bed and kissed him gently on the lips, their lips moving in sync. "I love you," Imogen whispered he eyes hooded.
Tommy placed his hands on her cheeks, smiling. "I love you more." He whispered bring her back into another kiss. His hands slid from her face and down her sides before resting above her panties, tugging at the material Tommy spun Imogen and had her back pressed against his chest as he sucked on her neck once more, laying claim to his. His hand slipped into her panties, fingers rubbing her clit. Imogen moans filling the room as her eyes hazed over with lust, Tommy's lips sliding into a smirk as he slipped a finger into Imogen. Imogen's head shooting back giving Tommy more access to her neck. Slipping another finger inside her, Tommy moved slowly, his thumb rubbing her clit.
Imogen whimpered as her husband explored her, she figured he was trying to find her weakest spots and he was finding them; Imogen bit her lip as she moaned louder as Tommy slid another finger in her. Licking her neck he pumped into her, in and out, his fingers sliding with ease. Imogen panted as she felt her core tighten around him, her head feeling light as her release ripped through her, Tommy slamming his lips onto hers quietening her.
"Shh, we don't the children to hear do we," Tommy smirked as he brought his fingers to his lips and licked them, Imogen watching him.
Now bare to each other Tommy's eyes glided over Imogen's body, his lips lifting into a smirk as he grabbed her and went to lay on his back, Imogen now straddling him, she gasped in shock, as Tommy sat up kissing her once more.
Imogen knew Tommy was in complete control, her body wanted him to be in control, wanted him to please every inch of her. She moaned louder as his lips sucked her earlobe, one hand holding her head as he bit, sucked, and licked her skin. His other hand went lower and lower down her body, leaving her skin tingling. Grabbing his cock, Tommy placed it at her entrance, the tip resting there as his hand went to her hips, and lowered her, Imogen groaned as he entered her.
Tommy grinned as Imogen panted and moaned with each bounce. Laying himself down he rested his hands on her hips helping her move up and down, Imogen's hands resting on his hands gripping them. With each bounce Tommy watched her breasts bounce begging to be played with, teased. But he waited till his wife had lost herself a little more before he'd continue with that idea.
What Tommy didn't realise was Imogen was very lost, her husband was a miracle worker. Her eyes slid open as she looked to her husband seeing his eyes focused on her body, the movements of her breasts the most prominent. Imogen's hands still holding his gripped them and helped slide them up her body, Tommy watching her as she stopped his hands on her breasts. Tommy sat up once more changing the angle of his cock, Imogen moaned at the different angle. She almost stopped moving but Tommy gripped her neck and bit her once more.
"Don't stop Imogen." He growled, Imogen whimpered but kept moving but her release was building faster, Tommy knew she was ready, and rolled her onto her back before thrusting into her harder and faster, with each thrust her breasts bounced, her breaths ragged, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she screamed his name, her body shaking as Tommy continued thrusting, when his release hit him.
The two were breathing heavily, as they smiled lovingly, Imogen's eyes were sparkling, she truly loved this man, and she knew she would be beside him for years to come. She would help him rise and have his throne.
