Tomatoes. ➭ Cyno X OC [Hogwarts AU]

player. || sixty five.

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[Ainsley POV.]

"I was hoping more for a hot fuck."

I froze.

What can I say to that?

"Cat's got your tongue?" His fingers grazed my thigh a little bit, making my brain shut down.

I really should do something.

"Cyno," I attempted to call out his name but it came out more like a moan.

Maybe I should have just stayed still, because he was enjoying this now.

"Yeah, got something to say?" He finally returned his hand from my thighs, which I wanted him to do but maybe I didn't?

Only when I thought he lost interest, he brushed a stray strand of hair behind my ears and pulled away.

I watched him take his bag, and get on his feet. Was he leaving? What's going on?

I finally regained my ability to breathe and spoke, "Where are you going?"

My question didn't receive an answer.

Not a verbal one to be exact.

Cyno only descended back to smash our lips together, catching me by surprise.

I'm going nowhere away, the kiss told me.

I realised he just wanted to put his bag away. That made me relieved for some reason, which I definitely knew.

Grabbing whatever I can grasp of him, it's his sleeve that I found.

I tried pulling myself up but Cyno was fierce today.

He laid me flat on my back, his lips trailing down my jaw while his hands squeezed my thighs.

I was unsure of what to do, usually I'd try to take over and he would let me. But today, he was stubborn. He wanted to have the upper hand, and I was not complaining.

"Someone's desperate." I giggled when I noticed him tugging on the collar of my dress, which was a barrier to him.

"Take it off if it's that obvious." Cyno muttered against my neck. Oh, that was new.

"Well, I need to unzip-" He interrupted me by pulling me closer by my legs, pulling a yelp out of me.

His hands traced up to my back, undoing my zipper quite vigorously.

His energy made me nervous.

He slid down the fabric, just half way. All he needed was my upper half exposed and he got it.

"Ow, ow, my tattoo hasn't healed completely." I winced when he got too close to my collar bone.

"Sorry." He said with a kiss on my jaw before going back to nibbling on my skin.

Cyno found himself a canvas in my cleavage, and went on with his masterpiece.

His hands moved back down from my arms to my legs, holding them tightly in place, as if I would run away.