Dark Wizard Collector: A Hogwarts Fanfiction

Chapter 57

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When I opened my eyes, I was standing in a chamber of the castle that was well decorated by framed maps, full bookshelves, and earth-toned drapes matching the dark wooden floorboards and forest green sofa. A small stone archway opened to a smaller room holding a large canopy bed and I gasped; the room was nothing like I had ever seen, it was beautiful.

"Do you like it?" A voice queried from behind me and I spun to see Professor Gellert Grindelwald. He was in his prime, as I remembered him. I could not tell if this was a memory or a dream, but I remembered being completely engulfed in it. The broad shouldered figure approached me and a weakness brought me to sigh gently. Gellert took my hand like a gentleman, softly smiling at my awestruck face. My eyes darted across the titles of the many rare books he had collected and kept in pristine condition and then back at the man.

"Professor Grindelwald," I sighed allowing my façade to melt away and appreciate the work of pure magic. A sudden regret washed over me as I took all the goodness in; at that moment, I wished I could take back all the wrong I had ever done. I was overcome by the enchanting wholesomeness of the room and its master. "It's breathtaking." I finally managed to finish as I followed the tall figure under the small archway.

A wooden-framed mirror atop a bureau caught my eye in the afternoon light. Ever vigilant, my companion noticed my gaze and stood close behind me with his arms wrapping around my waist. His head nuzzled near to mine as we looked into the mirror together, and he whispered, "I've never actually looked into this mirror."

I leaned back onto the sturdy body and hushed a reply. "Honestly, I've never seen what I want to see in them; except for now." I lifted his hands and kissed them with the utmost tenderness.

Closing my eyes, I breathed a refreshing air of sweetness like the rebirth of spring from winter. Lips pressed against my cheek as familiar hands carefully untied the laced up support of my dress. Like black ink dripping into water, my sleek gown fell from my body. A shiver ran through me, partly from feeling the chill of only being clad in knickers and lace stockings held by a garter belt, but mostly because of a nervous rush that seized me.

Facing Gellert, I felt helpless and innocent like a young virgin stepping for the first time into the flames of love. We both stood hesitantly staring into each others' dilated eyes, before I felt the delicate stroke of the back of the wizard's fingers against the side of my face. No words were needed to express the beautiful mystery we wrapped each other in like the sheets of a bed. Everything that occurred between me and the man emitted the deepest and most pure love I had ever experienced. Each kiss was an injection of feeling that my chest could never wish to contain.

Once our clothes scattered to the edges of the bed, my skin burned with pleasure at the friction we created. The ebb and flow of the ocean's waves paralleled the back and forth movements of our bodies against and with each other. Pressed down by the ceaseless weight of my ruler, I moaned and tightly gripped the bed sheets. I whimpered and wrapped my legs tighter around the hot body on top of me.

After minutes of exertion, I called his name and begged for more. My beseeching received its answer tenfold and I could feel our hearts throb together like a rhythmic beat pulsing from deep drums. The smooth voice groaned pleasantly and I felt the enjoyment rumble through him. A pressure was building inside of the strong body over me and I did all I could to seduce him to continue with what felt so right. Each sigh, each whisper of my name, poured continual emotion and feeling into my overflowing heart.

Our eyes locked on one another and he held my gaze for a few seconds, before persisting deeper into me. Tensing up and curling my back only encouraged Gellert to continue his gratifying barrage. I tore my lips away from his and threw my head back into the pillows, and looked at the wooden frame and top of the canopy. My bare neck stretched and presented itself as a target, while my eyes rolled under my eyelids from a delicious mixture of kisses, licks, and bites. Gellert groaned feeling my fingernails claw his back. He retaliated by repeatedly driving his against mine.

Encouragingly, I spoke quick words to him through my sighs as a pounding pressure built within me. The intense feeling kept growing and growing, paralleling my constant moans and whimpers. Over and over, I pleaded through the erotic pain. My body finally reached an ultimate climax. Slight moans of satisfaction continued to ease out of me as my body unwound. Like the finale of a symphony, our flesh gently completed its work and came to a gradual end. We had exhausted all our energy by satiating the physical desire that ached within us. I slid my legs along his as he lay over me and a genuine smile lit my face.

Sweaty and panting, we looked at one another. Then, without warning, Gellert began chuckling; I melted. The wizard had already captured me with his uniquely smooth and eloquent voice, but oh, his laughter was ecstasy to my ears.

"Stop laughing," I jokingly giggled back with a smile and lightly punched his bare chest.

"No," he cooed before snickering back at me with twinkling eyes. 

Sighing, the man brushed away some of my hair that stuck to the sweat on my brow and slowly kissed my forehead. In his eyes, I saw something so powerful that just filled me up and heightened all my senses. Everything I felt was amplified when I was with Gellert. The entirety of my being wanted to remain right where we were, together with satisfaction on our faces and passion in our eyes. A pleasurable pain throbbed within my rib cage that would have suffocated me if I did not speak.

"I love you." I could not believe I actually said it, but it was true. The sound of the words echoed within my ears in the casual matter-of-fact manner I had used. I bit my tongue while Gellert's smiling countenance lost its beam and became serious. No, I should not have said that; I am so sorry. I know this shouldn't be right. I shouldn't be enjoying my professor this much. I should probably leave, yes and we will never talk about this again. Like a handful of worms, my feelings squirmed inside me and I prepared to apologize and ask to leave, but Gellert's mouth opened to speak; I held my breath.

With deliberation and marvelous articulation, "I love you," left his lips and I released my breath with a sob of joy. Tears freely burst from my sea blue eyes before a hand tenderly caressed my face and hushed away my joyful weeping. Through my sniffling, I weakly laughed and held the pale hand that cupped the side of my face. A slow exhale with closed eyelids allowed me to register that this was actually love; I was captured, absolutely captured by the wizard I had cared for more than anyone or anything. We lay closely next to each other in an embrace, slowly easing our breathing in unison. 

Opening my eyes, I caught Gellert wiping away a silent tear. "Hair was in my eye," he laughed, knowing I saw what most people believed to be a sign of weakness. I propped myself up with an elbow and I leaned onto the body near me. Running a hand through his blond locks, I smiled at the wizard. Then, placing my hand over his heart, I kissed the small smiling lips and rested my head upon his chest. Gellert wrapped his arm around me, rubbing my side. With his other hand he took mine and pressed it against his heart. I closed my eyes tightly, basking in the moment with Gellert.

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