Forbidden touch

Empty Space

 Once everybody left and went home, I immediately went to my room and fell onto my bed, feeling exhausted from dancing all night but also from what happened with Narcissa in the garden.

Without realizing, I fell asleep once my head hit the pillow without changing. When I wake, I look to see that it's three in the morning and absolutely silent.

I decided to grab a random book from the bookshelf and go downstairs to read by the fire. I slipped out of my dress and tied a silk robe around my body.

I tiptoed down the stairs, cursing under my breath everytime one creaked. I lit the fire, sat in the armchair and opened my book.

I quickly became engulfed into the story, forgetting about where I was until I heard quiet footsteps coming from the dark, hidden hallways downstairs.

I looked over my shoulder to see nothing but a shadowy figure until it reached the orange light from the fire to show Narcissa approaching with a book as well.

"I see I'm not the only one who couldn't sleep." She suggests as she walks to the armchair across from me and sits down.

"It seems so." I reply, watching how elegantly beautiful she was. How, even with no makeup on she was still gorgeous and I could not take my eyes off of her.

We sat in silence quite some time, the only sound was the crackling logs and the turning of pages.

Eventually, I could not stand the silence any longer, so without saying goodnight, I went up to my room and fell back on my bed, eyes open and staring at the ceiling reliving the moments Narcissa and I shared in the garden.

Once I was tired of reliving tonight, I sat up, and faced the window behind the head of my bed. I watched the flowers sway in the nightly breeze. Seeing the stars shining down and the moonlight being the only source of light for miles.

As I was mesmerized by the moon, I suddenly felt a pair of cold hands brush the hair off my neck and gently kiss the spot where they touched. I thought I was dreaming until I slowly turned my head to see Narcissa sitting behind me on my bed.

Her eyes, shining bright under the moonlight making me get lost in them. But then, I realized what's going on.

"You shouldn't be here." I whisper, regret soon coming over me because I wanted her here, I would be lying if I said I didn't want her to follow me up here.

"I know I shouldn't be. I shouldn't have kissed you or touched you because you, you are forbidden to touch..." She looks me deep in my eyes, almost trying to stop herself "And yet I can't help but," And soon enough, our lips meet once more.

We sit on my bed for a while, kissing hard and passionately. Her hand sliding up my thigh, the other pushing me down on the bed as she straddles me yet not pulling away from my lips once.

Her touch sends electricity throughout my body, electricity I dreamed of feeling with her. She slowly pulls away from my lips and kisses my jaw down to my neck then my chest. But then she stops and looks up at me.

"Are you sure?" She asks, looking deep into my eyes.

"Yes." I whisper.

"I want to hear you say it Knightly." My name rolls off her tongue so easily, so effortlessly.

"I want you Narcissa." I breathe, my heart racing.

She then untied my robe and studied my body. "You are absolutely beautiful" She whispers "Muffliato" she looks up to the door and points.