Swallow your pride

A little fun

Yarra was already tired. Emotionally exhausted. Her worries about Mr. Carter were replaced by worries about Mr. Gaunt. Fear of an uncertain future in America was suddenly laughable compared to a death sentence. What an irony. She longed for Ominis in the morning and if they had privacy, she would give in to him immediately, because she believed that he longed for her as well. Now, now she wanted him just as much, but her pride wouldn't allow her to give in. But it didn't change the fact that she wanted to use the time she had left. She sat in the corridor in the Defense Against the Dark Arts tower and waited for the boys to come out. Sebastian was stormed out of the Undercroft, his face flushed with anger and frustration. He stopped in his tracks, his conflicted emotions visible on his face. She walked up to him and asked uncertainly. "Did you have a fight?"
Sebastian let out a sigh, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, we did," he admitted, his voice still tinged with frustration and anger. "It was just a bunch of nonsense, really. Ominis accused me of having some sort of inappropriate feelings for you, and it just spiraled out of control from there." Yarra raised a curious eyebrow, but she could guess what he meant by the word 'inappropriate' and preferred not to ask any further, she just nodded. "Is he still there? I need to talk to him." Sebastian nodded, his expression still laced with tension. "Yeah, he's still in there," he said, gesturing towards the Undercroft. "He's probably waiting for you. Be careful though, he's still pretty worked up." Yarra smiled at his choice of words, "Don't worry, I can handle him." She said goodbye to Sebastian and returned to the Undercroft.

Ominis stood there in silence, leaning against the wall and looking like he was thinking hard. She slowly approached him and hugged him tenderly. She rested her head on his chest. "I should avoid you, but I don't want to." Ominis tensed briefly in surprise at her touch, but then he relaxed into the embrace, his arms wrapping around her tightly. He buried his face in her hair, inhaling her scent. "I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice low and raspy. Yarra closed her eyes and sighed. "Shhh, it's okay, Ominis." She calmed him down. "It's emotionally draining for all of us... so I'm asking you for one thing." Ominis nuzzled his face in her hair, "What is it?" he asked, his voice a mixture of curiosity and concern.
Yarra hugged him tighter and spoke, "Let's pretend that nothing is happening, i am not in danger....I want to enjoy the rest of the time in peace, without arguments, please." She pulled back and looked into his face.
Ominis's expression softened as he nodded. "Alright," he whispered. "Anything for you."
He gently cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs tracing gentle circles on her skin. "You're right," he murmured. "We should enjoy the time we have left. I don't want to waste it fighting." Yarra smiled at him, "Thank you." she replied.

She looked at him, admiring his features. She raised her hand and traced an invisible line along his marks with her finger. There was a silence, but not awkward, but filled with tension and anticipation. Ominis leaned closer to her, hesitated for a moment but then pressed his lips to hers. Yarra closed her eyes, enjoying their softness. His kiss was gentle, the kind that makes you want more and more, slowly fanning the fire. Yarra's lips parted, wondering how he would react. Ominis took the invitation , deepened the kiss, his tongue gently exploring her mouth . His hands slid to her waist, drawing her closer to him. He pressed himself flush against her, his body practically molding against hers as he kissed her with a growing hunger.
Ominis suddenly broke the kiss and peeled himself off the wall he was leaning against and switched positions with Yarra. He wrapped his arms around her, trapping her between him and the wall in a deliciously intimate way. His lips found her neck, leaving a trail of kisses and gentle nips down the sensitive skin. His hands roamed over her form, as if trying to memorize every inch of her body. He looked down at her, his expression intense and filled with desire. "I want you," he whispered, his voice ragged. "All of you."
A soft moan escaped Yara's mouth. Her breathing was shallow. His actions caused a desire in her, that she had never tasted before. "You've never touched me like this before." she said intermittently. Ominis's breath hitched, his hands moving to her hips and pulling her against him. His lips grazed the sensitive skin of her neck as he spoke, his voice low and filled with desire. "I've never wanted anything as much as I want you right now," he whispered. "I've been trying to hold back, but I can't anymore."
Yarra was melting under his touch. He pressed himself against her, she felt his hardness on her stomach, which multiplied her lust inside her. She felt herself losing her inhibitions. "I want you!" She said almost in a whisper. She had planned not to give herself to him, but let her fall under the ground, but she would not die without to experience some pleasure.