Breathe

*Author's note, I'm so sorry this has been forever since an update, school, a boyfriend, a recent subsequent breakup, you get the idea ;o) enjoy, its short but more to come


Katie paced back and forth in her room. Marcus wanted her, she could feel it, it was coming off of him in waves.
::Well it makes sense doesn’t it? Why else wouldn’t he have killed you by now?::

She finally stopped pacing and plopped onto the large four poster bed in her room. It was so comfortable her body nearly sank into it.
::Next step Bell, gain control of the situation…make him want it so bad he starts to slip, and once he does, attack. Can’t act interested too soon or too strong or he’ll be suspicious, let’s face it, he knows you way too well. So start tomorrow gradual, subtle, crafted. And then when he thinks he finally has control, turn the tables and squash him:: With a wicked grin on her face, she slowly dazed off to sleep.

Marcus has gone to sleep the previous night fuming, he was so full of heat he could barely calm himself down enough to doze off. He had eventually settled with a good wank, which at least allowed him to fall asleep. His dreams didn’t provide much comfort though, they all were a big blur of Katie taunting him while he was immersed in her scent, her warmth, her essence. He woke up with the worst case of morning wood he had ever had. The idea of taking her right then and there was tempting, but he never imagined having Katie any other way then willing and begging. Again, he settled for a temporary fix, a shower and another mildly satisfying orgasm. Marcus mused to himself that he would probably be chaffing by the end of the week.

Once he was clean and dressed he crept into her room, where again she looked almost angelic in her unconscious state. He hovered over her sleeping form and she rolled over slightly. Her eyes slowly fluttered open to find him staring her in the face.

“What the hell are you doing!?”

“My house, I can do whatever the hell I want”

“Well you scared the shit out of me.”

“Get dressed, we’re going riding”

“Well I don’t have my broom so unless you plan on prov…”

“Not that kind of riding Bell, horseback riding”

“So what, now I have to do daily activities with you?”

“Well, you’re more than welcome to stay locked in your room all day, but after being in a dark damp cell for so long, your eyes may benefit from sunlight”

“Fine.”

“Be dressed and downstairs in 30 minutes.” With that he strutted out of the door and went to sit in the library.

Marcus was very pleased with himself, he had quite enjoyed the alienated look of fear Bell had given him when she woke up. He needed that fear if he was ever to break her. He didn’t desire her to lose her trademark sass, but he did want her to melt under his touch, to be compliant.

Katie arrived downstairs exactly 30 minutes later, her hair was pulled back and she had on a pair on tight riding pants and a tank top.

“This way” Marcus said plainly.

She followed behind him as he led her outside to the adjoining stables. It was a beautiful day outside, hardly any clouds, sun shining bright, perfect for a ride. A couple house elves had saddled up the horses and had them waiting. Marcus watched, amused, as Katie eyeballed the saddle and tried to mount it…only to fall right back off. She tried several more times, each time with more determination. He uttered a low chuckle.

“Yes, I bet this is very funny, but would you mind telling me how to do this?” exactly the answer he was waiting for. He walked over and grabbed her by the waist. She gasped slightly with the contact, which delighted him greatly, as he hoisted her onto the animal. Katie settled herself into the saddle, and he mounted his black stallion. He instructed Katie on how to control the horse, and then they were off. They started off at a moderate pace, but once he could tell she was getting the hang of it, they sped up. Katie galloped past him and stuck her tongue out. He quickened his pace and met up with her.

“You know, this is similar to a broom, if a broom had a mind of its own”

“I figured you would enjoy it” Marcus was getting very hot, the sun was beating down on him, so he effortlessly removed his shirt. He used it to wipe some of the sweat from his face and then slowed down.

“Would you like to stop and have lunch?” He turned to her and found Katie staring at him, her mouth was catching flies.

“Bell!” She was startled and came out of her daze.

“Yes? What?”

“Lunch?”

“Yes.” They were still on the grounds, and he conjured some food from the kitchen, he had also packed a light blanket on his horse so they could sit down. It was days like this he felt happy to have so much land, when it wasn’t nice enough to go riding it seemed pointless. He lounged on the blanket and bit into an apple as he admired the landscape.

“Why are you being so nice to me? Aren’t I supposed to be your slave?”

“Bell, I have dozens of servants. I have no family left, sometimes one desires a companion for activities. That and you haven’t given me a reason to be harsh to you. Don’t think I won’t be less kind if you go against my word, though. I’m sure many of your fallen Gryffindors can attest to that.”

“Don’t you dare bring them up to me”

“Don’t I dare? Did you not just listen to what I said Bell?”

“Yes ‘Don’t do anything to piss off Flint’ and I can understand that, but I will NOT sit by and listen to you talk that way about MY friends who are dead because of you.” She spat it out venomously. Marcus could feel his blood beginning to boil

“Your precious friends chose the wrong side. That isn’t my problem, and have you forgotten that this war is over? It’s far time you start realizing you had better come to terms with the way things are, because in this world maintaining your precious wartime views will get you in deep trouble. You’re lucky you’re here and not somewhere worse, do you know what they usually do to blood traitors after they get information out of them? Especially the ones who can’t keep their mouths shut?”

“I can imagine”

“Trust me, it’s far worse then whatever you can imagine.” That seemed to shut her up. She just sat looking away into the fields, her blonde hair was glistening in the sunlight and waving in the wind. She looked beautiful. He looked down at his fingers and fidgeted with them for a moment.

“Are you ready to go back home?”

“Home?”

“To the manor”

“Oh…yes I suppose so.” There was little conversation between them on the way back, perhaps he hit a chord. They left the horses to be tended to at the stable and then made their way back into the manor. He led her back to the hallway in which her room is located.

“I’ll call you from your room at dinnertime”

“Thank you for taking me outside today, Marcus” She turned and walked to her room. He stood there smiling to himself ::Marcus, hmm?:: He kept smiling as he walked the other direction to his room, what he did not see was Katie Bell, also smiling as she walked back to hers.