Lauren's POV
My fingers feel like silk as I trail them down her her smooth skin, tracing patterns across the small of her back and up her neck until he labored breathing becomes a soft yawn. I smile gently when she shifts, groaning in the process as she stretches her arms and legs out from her usual curled up position. Lazily, she rolls over and my heart races when she sits up, revealing the upper half of her breasts. She takes my breath away.
I feel a strike of satisfaction run through me when I notice the dark shade of red all over them, knowing I had marked her as mine and mine only. A pattern of my marking up down from in between her breasts until I placed a final one right below her ear where it drove her crazy.
"How are you feeling?" I ask her gently, soothing the sore muscles on her thighs. She grunts and winces slightly, breathing in shakily. "Sorry..."
"It stings." She admits.
I nod carefully and sit up with her, still covering myself with the blanket on top of us, which barely covered us both. "Can I get you anything? Tea? Any warmers?"
"I think I'm fine," Camila smiles. "I'm just a little bit sore down there."
I nod again and feel my cheeks burn at the thought of her moaning and groaning from last night, sounds that will never leave my mind ever again. It was a night where we had shown our vulnerability and trust with affection and a promise for life. I hope I sufficiently showed her how much I truly love her, because I poured my heart out to her as she did for me.
I feel the bed shift and her legs are hanging off the side of the bed, while her arms reach out to grab her black robe. I watch with a small smile as she wraps herself up in a robe and turns to look at me with pink cheeks. "I'll have to get used to our open nakedness."
I laugh softly and lean back against the headboard of the bed, stretching my arms and legs with a long groan. I sit up momentarily, preparing to get up and get ready for another morning of my position as Headmistress, which was slowly beginning to feel easy again. I no longer felt like there were weights tied to my arms and legs, because everything I was once constantly worried about was beginning to fade.
Not completely, but just enough to allow me to function properly again.
"I can't walk," Camila decides, after a minute of just sitting on the edge of the bed. I give her a "you're kidding" look and she shakes her head, giving me a crooked smile. "I'm being serious..."
"Oh," My eyes widen. I didn't think that would actually happen, but it did. I left Camila Cabello unable to walk after our first night together...
"Wipe that smirk off your lips and help me, dummy." She laughs.
I quickly sit up and grab my red robe from the floor, where it had fell off the edge of the bed last night. I put it on and crouch to look for my wand under the bed, having completely disregarded everything because of last nights events.
I eventually find it under the cabinet next to the bed and I sigh in relief, holding it up for Camila to see. I walk around the bed and kneel in front of the beautiful girl, smiling gently when her cheeks redden. "I know a spell that should work. But I need to—"
"No," Camila sighs. "That's awkward."
"Well, I've seen it before." I laugh.
"Once!" She defends. "Where's my wand?"
"Fine," I laugh gently, closing my eyes and covering both with one hand. "I'll shut my eyes, if it helps."
"Has that even been done before?"
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One Wish (Camren) (G!P)
FanfictionAfter losing both her parents during war to the Wizarding World, Camila Cabello is brought to Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry by Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of the Wizarding school. Before the death of his close friends, and to honor hi...