Torn

Chapter 3: The First Sleepless Night

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters, I’m just using them for my own enjoyment.


Tonks stood in the middle of the large, old, run down room. It smelled of mildew, and the air even seemed to be damp. The curtains now shabby and faded, the carpet was missing spots that appeared to have been nibbled on by small rodents. ‘ Great, I have roommates’ Tonks thought to herself.

The bed didn’t look too inviting either. The dust was visible in the air and made her cough violently when she sat down on the edge of it, not to mention the old blanket with many moth holes in it. Yes, even Tonks messy, disorganized flat seemed like a palace compared to this place.

“Cozy, isn’t it”? Tonks looked over to see Remus standing in her doorway. He was so handsome, he was leaning his shoulder against the frame with his arms crossed. How long had he been watching her?

“A bit dusty, but I’m sure with a bit of cleaning up it will be just fine. At least the bed’s comfortable.” Tonks gave a slight bounce. The mattress completely gave out under the pressure and threw Tonks into a heap on the floor.

Remus bit his lip trying desperately not to laugh. “Yes, it looks very comfortable”. He walked over and offered Tonks his hand pulling her off the floor. Tonks hoped he didn’t notice the lingering of her hand after he’d helped her up. After releasing Tonks’ hand Remus muttered a quick repair spell and pointed his wand at the bed. The bed instantly repaired itself.

After a quick conversation, the two bid each other goodnight. Remus ventured to his own room, Tonks couldn’t help but notic was right next to hers. After a few cleaning charms, Tonks made herself as comfortable as possible in the old brittle bed. It wasn’t long before Tonks was asleep in a lavishing dream.

Footsteps were all she could here. They lightly played down the hall coming closer to her door. Slowly the door opened, there he stood in her doorway watching her as he had earlier. Slightly sitting up in her bed Tonks began to speak his name, but he put his finger to his lips, signaling her to stay quiet.
He closed the door and made his way to her bed. Tonks sat there stunned and felt the anticipation of what was about to happen run through her body. A familiar warmth was growing between her legs. As he came closer she noticed he was only wearing pajama bottoms, no shirt. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of him. His perfectly chissled chest, which had numerous scars.
He knelt down on the mattress leaning over her body. He took her mouth in the most passionate kiss she had ever experienced. The moisture was growing rapidly. His hand came up and grabbed her breast, he teased her nipple slightly running his thumb across it. He abandoned her breast and reached down slightly pulling at the hem of her night shirt. Tonks moaned in disappointment at the loss of contact. The night shirt was over her head, she was left in nothing but her knickers.
The heat and wanting was more than she could stand, she nearly screamed when his hand moved to the waist band of her knickers, slowly teasing her and inching it’s way down…

Tonks woke with a muffled gasp, her breathing was heavy and ragged. That was the most intense dream she had had in a while. Her knickers were soaked from the realistic dream. Little did she know that she was not the only one awake due to her dream, in the next room Remus’s wolf instincts were at their height, he could smell the scent of arousal from somewhere within the house.