* Author's Note: This is my only warning, but from now on the chapters might have spice. *
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Rune expected some sort of hesitation from Regulus, but as soon as her lips met his, his hand somehow found its grip around her neck and his tongue slid into her mouth.
The water from the spring and the heat from his body enveloped her as warmth ran down her body and settled in the pits of her stomach.
The hard edge of the rocks behind dug into her back as he pinned her back against it and took her bottom lip between his teeth.
Neither of them had bothered to close their eyes. He looked straight at her as he flicked his tongue against the roof of her mouth and then traced it over her lips.
Regulus dragged his lips down her neck until his mouth was at her ear.
Every shaky breath that fell from his mouth had her squirming against him.
He laughed softly before rasping, "What are you doing?"
"I'm playing with you, Reg. You said it before. Isn't that what we do?"
Her hands slid down from his hair, and she pushed it underneath the shirt that was clinging to his body.
His entire stomach trembled at her touch as he cursed lowly, still by her ear.
Her neck instinctively stretched and as his mouth opened over it, he hummed, "I said I'm sorry."
"I said I don't believe you."
His mouth stilled.
She wished it hadn't.
"You didn't actually."
"I thought it, so it still counts."
Regulus sighed and her eyes caught on the droplets of water that beaded his lips. "What is your problem?"
Since he'd given her the opening, she tiptoed up and placed a kiss in the center of his throat.
His heart thrummed at her fingers. She licked a line across it as she cooed, "Play with me, Regulus."
She nipped the skin of his jaw carefully, remembering not to sink her teeth into him. He let out a breathy sound as she traced her mouth down his jaw and over his collarbones.
"I'm giving you permission." She pulled away and met his eyes. "Do your best and play with me."
He grunted and fisted a hand in her hair as he pulled her head back.
He leaned down again and just as his lips met hers, he murmured, "We need to get out of here."
"Why?"
"I don't have a condom."
Rune paused for a moment as they stared at each other before she snickered and asked, "What?"
She felt his hands close at her waist as he frowned. "I don't have any contraceptives on me."
"Aren't you supposed to be intelligent? Think of a spell or something."
Rune's thoughts scrambled again as his fingers toyed with the strings of her swimsuit. Even with all the water, his touch burned her skin.
"The spell-makers haven't yet submerged themselves into the magic of contraceptive spells, blondie."
Rune's brows furrowed together. "Don't you have one in your wallet?"
"Why would I have one in my wallet?"
"All my books say that boys carry them around in their wallets so they're ready whenever opportunity strikes."
Regulus scratched his head nervously. "I know it's hard to believe since I'm dripping with sex appeal, but I'm not in the fashion of walking around waiting for the opportunity to... fuck."
Rune gasped at what the sound of the word from his lips did to her. She was pretty sure he noticed the way she jerked against him.
"Pull out?" she suggested.
"That's what we'll call our child when it inevitably comes around." Regulus took a generous step away from her. "You asked me to play with you. Don't come crying when I do."
"If I ever cry because of you, I'll drop out before I can write N.E.W.T exams."
He shot an infuriating grin at her as he hummed, "Goodnight, blondie. Keep me in your thoughts all night."
"I certainly won't."
She was lying.
She waited 5 minutes after he left before she hurried out of the spring and to her room to occupy herself with thoughts of him.
~
Mahoutokoro Wizarding School made Hogwarts look like the common slums. The palace was exquisite and ornately decorated, glimmering in translucent white stone. Japanese students, dressed in robes of fine gold walked around ensuring that every attendee was perfectly comfortable.
Around the grand hall sat wizards and witches from every corner of the wall, all clad in uniforms from their schools.
"This is Reina Kogawa. Great granddaughter of the famous Chiyo Kogawa!" explained Professor Slughorn excitedly. "Say hello. Say hello."
Both Regulus and Rune gave their politest greetings as Professor Slughorn waved over nearly every single person in the room and found some way to connect them to him.
Rune smiled so much; she half expected her jaw to dislocate. As she sat and waited for the program to start, she bounced her leg nervously on the chair.
Her mind had been so caught up on Regulus that she barely found any sleep. Something was raging inside of her.
And it didn't help that Regulus was sitting next to her.
She could smell his scent radiating off of him and every time their eyes met as they exchanged greetings with others, her body seemed to react in a way that set her on edge.
It made her feel tingly and uneasy and her entire body burned up.
She had to even remove her robes and hang it around her chair to try help herself cool down.
Rune bit down on her tongue to silence herself as she felt a hand rest against her thigh to stop it from shaking.
She didn't need to look to know it was Regulus.
The rings on his fingers were all too familiar.
"Stop shaking. You're making me nervous."
It's not nervousness at all, she wanted to scream at him. It's you!
She tried to pull her leg away, but it only resulted in a tightened hold, and she chewed on her cheek as she turned her head and looked in the opposite direction from where he was sitting in an attempt to settle herself down.
"I'm a little nervous as well," he continued. "But then, we're the smartest people I know so I suppose it will be easy for us."
"Mmh," she hummed half-heartedly.
As if he was oblivious to her suffering, he drummed his fingers against her thigh as he added, "Slughorn said we should stick to what we know. So, the best bets are healing potions and if we want to experiment, we could do a potion and a tonic that—"
"Regulus," murmured Rune as she fisted her hands at her side. "Will you just shut up?"
He finally turned to look at her and she knew she must have looked horrid because his eyes grew wider and he asked, "Are you okay?"
His hand moved from her thigh and just as she was about to sigh in relief, he pressed it against her forehead. "You're awfully red. And hot."
"Why, thank you. I know I'm hot."
Regulus' eyes studied her for a moment, and she tried not to react at the intense way his eyes looked over her in a mixture of hunger and strain.
He looked away from her and Rune heard him say, "Professor, how long until the program starts?"
"Ten minutes."
"Can we visit the bathroom quickly?"
"Yes, yes, don't be too long," answered Professor Slughorn before his eyes found yet another target. "Is that you, Michael?"
Regulus grabbed Rune's hand and without waiting for her permission, he pulled her from the hall and followed the arrows leading to the bathroom's.
Rune audibly sighed in relief when they found a vacant family bathroom and he pulled her inside and locked the door behind them.
It took him all of three seconds to press his mouth against hers as he slid his hand down the front of her skirt.
Rune felt like a madwoman.
She was fairly certain that she would not only let him devour her entire existence, but she'd also thank him for it.
"What's wrong, Rune?" he asked against her mouth as he devilishly toyed with the waistband of her panties.
A darned whimper fell from her mouth as she murmured, "Nothing."
She shivered as his hand slipped beneath the band and between her legs.
She felt the deep exhale into her mouth as he slid his middle finger along her center.
He chuckled and whispered, "Something's wrong."
"No," she struggled as she arched her back against the door.
"Is that me?" he asked proudly. "I did that?"
"You wish," she shot at him.
He pressed a soft kiss to her neck as he murmured, "You're dying for me to touch you. Admit it."
Rune summoned up whatever defiance and ego she had as she looked at him. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Tell me to move my fingers, blondie."
"Move them if you want to, or alternatively move them out if you want to. Do whatever you want to."
His fingers pinched her sensitive spot and a strangled moan escaped from her throat.
He pressed his forehead against hers. "Tell me to touch you."
"You're already touching me."
"Tell me to make you feel good."
"You probably don't know how to."
Good, she told herself. Bait him.
He laughed as he slowly dipped his fingers inside her.
She bit back a moan as his thumb circled the bundle of nerves and his finger slid deeper inside.
Just as the ache that had been bothering her since their encounter the previous night started to settle, he pulled his hand out of her skirt.
"You're probably right," he said with a taunting grin.
And he lifted his finger to his lips and licked it before reaching behind her, unlocking the door and walking out.