The Fatal Enchantment

You'll Have To Work Harder

Barty was carrying bags of the shopping goodies grunting away. I was quite enjoying myself, putting him through the torture. After all, I needed my revenge on him for putting my brother's name in the Goblet of fire and bringing all the attention of Rita Bimbo Skeeter onto him. it's because of him, now the bimbo reporter of the Daily Prophet had not only publicized Harry as a symbol of sympathy, who did it to die and feel closer to parents but had also portrayed Hermione as a slut, whereas Pansy Puggy Parkinson was the actual slut of the school.
"When do we leave?" he grunted.
"Right now" I said. We held hands as we popped into an invisible tube, and apparated into my villa. I removed my coat, as I shook myself. I put it on the coat rack, as Winky and Tiffany came and took the bags from Barty. He went and slumped himself onto the armchair and so did I as we began to stare at the fireplace.
I stared as I felt him staring at me.
"Beautiful beyond words isn't it." I said. "The decorations..."
"Yeah, beautiful." I heard him say. I turned to see he was staring at me. "Your eyes are beautiful. You're beyond beautiful." I blushed red at this.
"Wanna go to bed early?" I said.
"Sure" he said. We went upstairs to my room, as we looked at the black and violet gothic decorated bedroom of mine. "Something different, but elegant and posh... Sophisticated ... even for the sacred twenty eights."
I went to the closet and took out my , and went inside. I set up the bath tub, and immersed some sugar plum bubble bath, shampoo, and conditioner. I opened my hair, and got inside the bath tub. I began to close my eyes and relax.
"Wheewwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" came a wolf whistle. I peaked an eye open, to see Barty in his pajama boxers, and his torso, chest and upper body all open... looks like he put a warming charm onto himself. I closed my eyes and immersed myself lower to cover my breasts.
"Cold out isn't it?" he said as he stared at my tits. I immersed lower into the water, collecting the purple bubbles and covering my tits with them. "So are you legal?" he said. Pervert. Jackass. Asshole. Handsome piece of chocolate rum ball. What the hell am I thinking!!!!!! He's my dead dad's age for Merlin's sake!
"Stop staring Barty, it's not like you haven't seen these tits, clit and a pubic region before." I said.
"Oooh!!!" he said. "The vixen knows how to sass! Feisty huh! I like it. No. I love it..." he said as he smirked.
"Go on and I'll make you massage my body as I have the bath, and then shower and change in front of you, and then slip off like liquid mercury from your hands." I said.
"Your lips looks cold. It's all blue. Want me to warm them up for you." He said. I smirked at this. So the fox is coming out of his lair. Interesting...
"Why of course, your highness" I mocked him. He then took long strides, as he kneeled beside the tub, and captured my lips with his own. It felt divine. He smelt of dark chocolates, firewhiskey and black licorice candies. He licked my lower lip as I kept my mouth shut teasing him.
"Uhm..." I said shaking my index finger at him. "Tut, tut, tut... you'll have to work harder than those common pick up lines, to get me to bed, and show you the 69 way..." I said.