Chapter 15: First Day
I awoke to a beard scraping against my neck. I blinked tiredly as Charlie's lips grazed against my neck.
"Charlie," I mumbled, still half-asleep.
"Goodmorning," he said and kissed my neck. I sighed and let my eyes slide shut as he placed butterfly kisses up to my jaw.
"What're you doing?"
"Loving on you," he answered shortly and spread my legs apart so that he could kneel between them. He slid his tongue over my chest, down to my breast. I moaned airily and arched my back into him, my tiredness fading rapidly.
"Last night was really nice," I said, arching my back again when he flicked his tongue over my nipple.
"It was," he agreed. "I want this morning to be even better."
Charlie's head disappeared under the covers and I propped myself on my elbows.
"I've never done this before," I said and tried to close my legs, only to find his shoulders between them.
Charlie pulled the covers down so that I could see him. The cold of the morning invaded.
"We don't have to," he said and rubbed a hand soothingly over my calf.
"No, I just wanted you to know," I said and nodded to him. He placed his hands on the insides of my thighs and pushed them apart before dipping his head down to trace a thin, quick path with his tongue along the apex of my thigh.
"Tell me if you want me to stop," Charlie spoke before licking a stripe through my folds. I gasped and involuntarily bucked my hips against his mouth. He wound an arm over my hips to hold me in place and licked over the same path. The muscles in my legs spasmed at the stimulation.
Charlie pressed his face between my legs, licking, nipping, and sucking on my clit. His tongue traveled between my entrance and my clit tortuously.
"That feels really good," I moaned and attempted to roll my hips into his mouth, stopped by his arm. My hands subconsciously flew to his hair as he teased his tongue inside of my entrance. I gripped the fiery strands tightly with another moan. Charlie groaned as I tugged at his hair. I loved hearing Charlie. Every noise that he made went straight between my legs.
It wasn't long before Charlie had me reaching my climax, my thighs squeezing together like they were magnetized. He held them open effortlessly and slowly massaged my clit with his tongue until I was shuddering underneath him, my climax having passed.
"You taste so good," he murmured into my ear as he made his way back up my body.
I hummed in response, suddenly feeling the need to go back to sleep. "What time is it?"
"Eight," he responded after a glance at his nightstand.
"Shit, I've got to go," I said and pushed myself up. Charlie groaned and grabbed onto my arm.
"Stay, please."
"I can't. I have to get ready," I explained and waited for him to release my hand. "Can I start getting ready here?"
At his reluctant nod, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and clean myself up. I slipped on the pajamas that I had never actually put on last night and went back to Charlie's bedroom.
"I'll see you later, okay?"
Charlie, who had dressed himself since I was in the bathroom, scaled the room and grabbed my face to press a deep kiss against my lips.
"I'll be at your cabin at 5:30," he said. I nodded and let him walk me to his door before rushing to my cabin to get dressed.
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I ended up shadowing a Healer named Dmitri. He was a short, dark-skinned man with greying hair at the roots and an austere countenance that contrasted with his convivial personality. I followed him around all day, watching as he interacted with patients and treated injuries. By the end of the day, I had a splitting headache that likely resulted from dehydration, and my stomach was growling.
I walked back to my cabin and frowned when I rummaged through the cabinets, finding all of them empty. I had hoped that there would be something in there. I hadn't eaten since before coming to Romania.
A knock on the door had my heartbeat speeding up. Maybe Charlie would take me somewhere to eat. I opened the door to find Cristian. I tried to mask the disappointment on my face.
"Hey, Y/N," he greeted. "I just wanted to make sure your first day went alright."
"Yes, it was great," I said. "Busy, but great."
"That's how we like it around here. Have you gone into town yet?" he asked and peered past my shoulder into my cabin.
"Not yet. Charlie should be here soon to take me," I told him. "Is there a place to eat in town?"
"Plenty," he said, "but you could always go to the mess hall. There's a cafeteria in there. It's free for you, of course."
"Good to know," I said, spotting Charlie walking towards my cabin. "I'm sorry, but I've got to get going."
"That's okay," he said and took a step back. "Have a nice night, Y/N."
"You too. Thanks," I said and watched him leave.
"What did he want?" Charlie asked and watched Cristian's retreating back.
"Just wanted to know about my first day," I told him. "Can we get something to eat, please?"
"Yeah," he nodded. "You all set to go?"
I grabbed my pouch of galleons and tucked them into my pocket before locking my cabin and walking with Charlie.
"You want to eat in town or in the cafeteria?" Charlie asked.
"Whichever gets us back here quicker," I said, noticing that it was already getting dark.
"Alright, we can get you something in town then," he said.
"I'm hungry," I whined to Charlie as we walked.
"I gathered that," he said. "Did you have lunch?"
"Yeah, yesterday," I told him and kicked at a rock on the ground.
"You haven't eaten since then?"
"No, I don't have any food," I told him and crossed my arms across my chest.
"Merlin, Y/N," he groaned, "why didn't you eat breakfast with me this morning?"
"I had someplace to be," I told him.
He shook his head at me. "Well, we'll get something first, then. How was your first day?"
"It was okay," I responded. "I'm shadowing Dmitri."
"He's great," Charlie said and ran his fingers over his beard absently. "He's the main Healer, right?"
"Yeah, and he's really good. He taught me a couple of words in Romanian," I said excitedly. "Cristian says that I can take lessons to learn the language if I want to."
"Where?"
"Well, I don't know, but I'm assuming with Cristian," I said.
"We don't usually give lessons on the language," Charlie said with a frown and tucked his hands into his pockets. "Did he say anything else about it?"
"No. Well, maybe it's because of the scholarship," I suggested.
"Maybe."
"How far away is the town?" I asked Charlie as my stomach grumbled.
"It's right around the bend," he told me. "There'll likely be vendors about but we can go inside to get you something to eat so that we can get out of the cold."
"Sounds good."
Charlie was right. As soon as we rounded the curve in the road, the lights from a small village shone.
"We can go to Alexandru's for dinner. He's got good stuff."
Charlie ushered me to a small building. It was warm inside and smelled delicious. He spoke a few words in Romanian to a man and then pulled me to a seat.
"You speak Romanian?" I asked.
"A little," he responded and read over a menu. "I can understand better than I can speak. It'll rub off on you after you're here for a while."
Charlie read the menu to me and we picked out what we wanted. At a request from Charlie, some bread was brought over to us and I wasted no time in grabbing a piece.
"What kinds of things are you looking to get tonight?" he asked. "We can make a list."
I rattled off a list of essentials and Charlie scribbled them down on a napkin as I ate my bread and sipped on water. My headache was already subsiding.
Charlie and I ate our dinner quickly. Charlie paid for the dinner and I tipped.
"Charlie," I said as he opened the door of the restaurant, sending a chilly draft into the building.
"Yeah?"
"Thank you."
"You're welcome," he said and wrapped his arm around my shoulders in an awkward side-hug that has us stumbling on the sidewalk like a couple of fools. We walked a little way down the street to a grocery store. "It's cheaper here than on the reserve," he explained.
Charlie and I loaded our arms up with what I needed for my cabin. I paid for all of the items and loaded them into paper bags. Charlie and I walked together back to my cabin, with easy conversation flowing between us.
"Do you want a tour of my cabin?" I asked him as I juggled my bags into one arm to unlock the door.
"I've already been in," he said with a chuckled as he took a bag from me so that I could unlock the door easier.
"Sorry if there was any confusion. I meant, do you want to fuck me in my cabin?" I asked and looked up at him with innocent eyes.
"Uh... yes," he said and pushed my door open to herd me inside. I laughed.
"I have to put this away, but after I'm done I'm fair game," I said with a giggle and he wrapped his arms around me from behind and nuzzled his face into my neck.
"Or we could put all of this away after," he suggested and let his hand wander between my legs. I leaned back into him and sighed as his fingers pressed against me. His suggestion was becoming more and more tempting.
Charlie spun me to face him and pushed me against the counter-top. He crashed his lips onto mine and lifted me onto the counter, all while he pulled the zipper of my coat down. I raked my fingers through his hair as he slipped his hands up into my shirt, tracing over my ribs. I hooked my legs around his hips to pull him closer to me and pulled his coat off of him, revealing a tight white t-shirt. My fingers traced his jawline under his closely-trimmed beard, feeling every movement of his jaw as he kissed me.
I pulled back and pressed a kiss on his jugular. Charlie pulled his t-shirt off and stepped closer between my legs to kiss me again.
"Wait, Charlie," I breathed and turned my head so that he couldn't kiss me. "Can we slow down a little, just this one time? There's no rush."
"Yeah... yeah, okay," he said and took a step back. He stood awkwardly, not quite sure what to do.
"Not like that," I laughed and pulled him closer to me. "I just want to see you."
I traced my hands over his chest, which had thin, bristly hairs over it. I let my eyes wander over his muscled torso, appreciating the dips and grooves of his body. He was a piece of art. I ran my hands up his arms and to his shoulders, tracing my fingertips up to his neck. He watched me intently, a strange expression in his eyes.
"What?" I asked quietly and littered kisses over his jaw.
"I don't know," he responded and rested a hand on my lower back. "I've never had someone look at me like you do. I don't know if I like it or not."
"We don't have to. I just thought it would be nice," I said and forced my eyes to stay on his.
"No, it's fine," he said and grabbed one of my hands. "Just different is all."
I pressed a kiss on his lips, sliding my tongue over his bottom lip, my free hand resting on his cheek. I let go of his hand and cupped the bulge in his pants. He groaned low against my lips and pushed his hips closer to my hand. His lips left mine when I palmed him through his pants. His head lolled back for a moment before snapping back up so that he could watch my hand.
Charlie wrapped his arms around my waist.
"I don't care whatever it is that you want to do to me tonight, sweetheart. Merlin, I want you so bad," he mumbled close to my ear. "Can we go to the bedroom?" I nodded and wrapped my legs around his hips and my arms around his shoulders. He carried me into the bedroom and set me down. "You're in control, baby."
I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down his legs, along with his briefs. He waited patiently as I made sure to give attention to every inch of his skin. Soon, I pushed him down on the bed and stripped off my clothes before climbing to straddle him. Charlie was propped up by my pillows as I positioned myself over his length. Despite giving me 'complete control', Charlie gripped my hips and pulled them down so that his length slid into my entrance. His jaw went slack and his head fell back at the feeling.
I whimpered and placed my hands on his shoulders before slowly rocking my hips.
"Fuck," Charlie cursed under his breath and dug his fingers into my waist. "You feel so good."
I moaned and rolled my hips while sliding up and down his length. I sped up slightly so that my pace was still relatively slow, but would bring on our climaxes.
"Dammit," he swore and furrowed his eyebrows so that a crease formed between them, "I'm not gonna last much longer."
I leaned down to kiss him, gasping when Charlie brushed against my g-spot. I ground my hips against the same spot and felt my orgasm approaching.
"Fuck," Charlie swore again, this time jerking out of me. "Dammit, sorry. I forgot a condom."
I didn't say anything but reached down to stroke his length. Charlie moaned, reaching his orgasm quickly. He bucked his hips as he released across my abdomen.
Charlie's heaving chest was suddenly hovering over mine as he flipped us over. He spread my legs and slipped two fingers inside of my dripping entrance, curling them in search of my g-spot. I moaned at the unexpected contact and ground my hips against his hand.
"Right there, Charlie," I whimpered, gripping the sheets beside me tightly. Charlie sped up his fingers and ground the heel of his hand into my clit. My back arched and my jaw dropped in a silent moan as I reached my orgasm. My walls clenched around Charlie's fingers and my thighs quivered as he continued to stroke my g-spot.
Charlie pulled his hand away and dug his wand out of his jeans, which were still crumpled on the floor. He cast a spell to clean us up before flopping beside me on the bed.
Charlie opened his arm as an invitation for me to cuddle into his side. I placed my head on his chest.
"I have to put away groceries," I mumbled and glanced up at him. He was already watching me.
"I'll help," he volunteered and waited for me to sit up before he followed suit. Charlie pulled his briefs and his pants back on as I redressed. His shirt was still discarded in the kitchen.
Charlie grabbed our coats off of the floor, as well as his shirt. He pulled his shirt on and hung our coats by the front door to my cabin before helping me put everything away. Soon, Charlie was dawdling by the front door.
"I can stay here, or you can come to mine," he offered as he put his coat on.
"It's fine, Charlie," I dismissed. "I've got to get used to being alone in here anyway."
"Not really, you don't," he said with a shrug.
"Charlie," I laughed and pushed him towards the front door, "go home. I'll see you tomorrow."
He pouted at me but allowed me to push him. Only when I opened the door did he put up any resistance.
"Just one kiss before I go," he requested and leaned down. I pressed a kiss on his cheek, gasping out loud when he pulled me close to him to peck a kiss on my lips. "Goodnight, Y/N/N."
"Goodnight, Charles," I responded and stuck my tongue out at him. You know, like a child. He backed away from my door and blew me kisses until I shut the door to hide my amusement. I sighed and leaned against the door.
Time to study.
And I said 'no'. You know, like a liar.