OneXOne with Luna Weasley and Quiet Riot Fan

[мосна]

Mr. Nicky Tudor;

"Your welcome, sweet Stephanie. Thank you," I lent my head down for a third kiss, "for reminding just how good it feels to be in love again. I've missed this feeling, and you've rekindled it again. I do love you Steph, I really do, and I couldn't care less how much trouble I get in for my feelings," he chuckled quietly. "Anyway, let me get you to your room, I'm sure you'll love it," he whispered. But instead of walking with her, he put one arm around the part of her back near her chest and one behind her knees, and picked her up bridal style. "Much easier," I smirked, leaning down to kiss her forehead instead of her lips this time. She did like me back, she actually did. My breathing became shallow and quick with excitement. As I cradled her in my arms, I was just so unbelievably glad about her liking me back. I began to walk up the staircase, which we had only been about a foot away from when I picked her up. I'd never picked anyone up like this before, or attempted to carry them up stairs whilst doing it, so I was quite surprised by how easy I found it. However, when I reached the top of the staircase, my arms began to ache, so I walked quickly down the corridor to mine and Steph's rooms.

[A. Ham]

Stephanie:
"I've never really been in love, before. Almost all the men in my life before you were abusive. And the ones my age wanted nothing to do with me at all." I said, gently reaching my hand up and stroking his face. "Thank you for making me think a little differently." I said. I laughed a little when he picked my up, it was more of a giggle, though. "You don't need to pick me up, you know? My legs work." I said, teasing him as he kissed my forehead. I rested my head against his chest and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Thank you, though." I said, smiling at him. I could feel his breathing, and he was excited by the sound of it. Or, I was much fatter than I though I was and I was to heavy to pick up. Since we made it up the stairs, I went with the latter. I felt his pace quicken once we got to the top. He must have been getting tired, which was understandable. He had just carried me up the stairs, after all.

[мосна]

Mr. Nicky Tudor;

I reached Steph's new room and shouldered the door open, before stepping inside it and going over to Steph's new bed. I placed her down on it before setting myself next to her and placing a hand on her upper arm. "I haven't been to a gym in ten years, but I'm going to start again, because I liked that. Well, only if you want me to do it again," I smiled again, rubbing her arm in what I hoped was a comforting manner. "But I'm glad I've changed what you think of men, you can't make assumptions from your father and what him and his idiotic friends have done to you, I won't let that happen to you again, and they're nothing like a lot of men I know. Me included," I chuckled. I didn't want to leave her now, but she needed some privacy to get used to her room and everything, and I had to go make her tea. That reminded me. "Hey Steph hun, what do you want for tea? I've got nothing ready, but I'm always stocked up on food, so I can make most things. I've got something special planned for pudding though," I added teasingly. I had two things in mind for pudding actually, pancakes or a cake, and I wasn't sure which one Steph would prefer. Maybe I should make both just in case.

[A. Ham]

Stephanie:
"Whatever you want to do. that was fun, but I wouldn't want you to go out of you way to do something for me. You're already doing so much." I said, smiling at him. I sat up and cuddled up next to him, kissing her check gently. "I knew that I shouldn't judge men by the way they acted, but that was all I knew. Between my Dad and his friends and the men my Mom brought home, I never did have real trust in them. Thank you for proving me wrong." I said, smiling at him. Gently, I rubbed his back. "It doesn't matter to me. I've grown to not be picky. Whatever is easier for you." I said, stroking his face with my hand. By now, I ate anything that was put in front of me. So, I didn't want him to go out of his way to make me something. Anything easy for him would be great. It had been a while, since my Mom got thrown in jail, since I had had a real treat. In fact, it had been two months before that, that I had a cake. It had been so long. "What were you thinking, love?" I asked him.

[мосна]

Mr. Nicky Tudor;

The gentle touches and carresses Steph gave to me whilst speaking made me even more excited, but I tried to stay calm, but I could feel something happening below. I gulped and suddenly became very embarrassed yet again. No girl, ever, had succeeded in making me his nervous, yet excited, before. But I loved it. "Ohh... Umm... Well, I was just wondering about what we could have for pudding. Do you prefer, or like want, pancakes, or cake? Or we could have both, definitely have both," I said. I kept making a fool of myself when I tried to talk, maybe I should just stop talking. Then I realised she had called me love, and suddenly felt very excited again. That was my favourite pet name now, just because of her calling me it. "Love," I whispered, in a day dream state. Because that's what it seemed like to me, just so unreal that she liked me as much as I did. I allowed my hand to run down her back again and lent back on my bed.

[A. Ham]

Stephanie:
I felt his excitement against my leg, since I was cuddling up against him. Normally, I would have been extremely scared of this, but his didn't scare me. Probably because I loved him, and the men that had tried to use for for that, scared me. I kissed his chin. "Yes, you are my love." I said, smiling at him. I didn't shy away from him like I would have with most guys when I felt him. I didn't need to. "No, you don't need to make my anything. I not really hungry. I always eat a big lunch because my Dad sometimes does not feed me. So, I am still stuffed from that." I said, stroking his check again. When I felt his hand on my back, it caused a shiver to run up my spine. It felt so good. I cuddled a little closer to him, looking at him with a kind smile.

[мосна]

Mr. Nicky Tudor;

"I'm glad I got you away from him then, but you'll be perfectly well fed here. But we should do some baking together at some point," I chuckled. I cuddled close to her as well, and created a line of kisses down her neck and across her shoulder. I looked up at her and smiled again. "It really is up to you what we do right now you know, anything at all," I whispered suggestively into her ear. It all felt so right, and maybe a little fast, but I liked fast, it was good. I could feel my excitement growing even more, but wasn't ashamed of it this time, as Steph hadn't shown any signs of dislike or disgust. Nor did I try to press it against her, as I guessed she had probably never felt it before or, if she had, not from someone who was actually in love with her. I pressed our bodies close together now, well, our chests, as I didn't want the excitement too near.

[A. Ham]

Stephanie:
"I'm glad that I'll actually be fed here. I was lucky if he fed me once a week." I said, kissing his check. As he kissed down my neck and shoulder, I rested my head against his chest, hearing his heartbeat. It was relaxing, it really was. "Well, if that's the case, well, you can guess what I want to do." I whispered back in his ear, kissing it as I did so. I felt his excitement growing. That was good, it meant what I thought it meant. As he pushed our top halves closer, I pushed myself completely against him, everything. I wasn't holding back. I wasn't scared of his, I could tell that it meant well. The others had meant something dark, something horrible. It was a miracle that I had escaped from them. I took my hand and gently stroked his check, looking at him with a smile.

[мосна]

Mr. Nicky Tudor;

"Cheeky," I whispered as she pushed both of our bodies entirely together. I allowed my hands to roam freely across the back of her body, down to her thighs. I let that continue for a minute, before transferring them to her neck and tangled my fingers in her soft, but somewhat knotted, blonde hair. I then slid my hands down her back, down her spine, then to the bottom of her t-shirt. I fiddled with the material of the hem for a moment, then slid my hands underneath it. Her skin was just as smooth and soft here as it had been on her hand when I had kissed it. When I reached the occasional scar, I avoided it as soon as I realised it was there. It still maddened me that anyone would hurt this beautiful, sweet girl.

[A. Ham]

Stephanie:
"Oh? I am?" I said, smiling at him. As his hand wondered around my body, I gave him a kiss. Then, I went back to rested my head on his chest. I was so comfortable there. It just seemed natural, like I was meant to fit right there. It probably would sound weird to anyone else, but it made sense to me. That was all that mattered. When his hand went under my shirt, I looked up at him with a smile, and then went back to his chest. I was a lazy girl, and he was keeping my head up. Whenever he would reach a scar, I would mentally flinch. No one had every touched one of them, so it was a weird feeling to me. I made sure to stay still, though. I didn't want him to think he was hurting me. That was the opposite of what he was doing. It felt so nice, his hands.