Duty, Elieen\'s Story
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
957
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Feeling Way Too Damn Good
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I missed you so much
That I begged you to fly and see me
You must've broke down
Coz you finally said that would
But now that you're here
I just feel like I'm constantly dreaming
Coz something's gotta go wrong
Coz I'm feelin' way to damn good
-Feelin way too Damn good, NickelBack
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Part Three:
Walburga’s porcelain face was what greeted Eileen as the door opened.
Wide gray eyes examined her, drunk her in-- as if she would turn to mist and blow away at that moment.
“Birdie, Love, are you going to stand there all night?”
“Eileen?” the disbelief in her voice was clear as a bell. “What are you doing here?”
“Well,” Eileen murmured, “I’ve thought about what you said before graduation, and I must agree with you… fuck the disapproving masses.” The black eyes shifted from the live porcelain doll to the gravel under her shoes. “So I sent you a wedding present.”
Eileen had always been pale and self-assured, she never stumbled, never blushed, never hesitated. So it was no wonder that Walburga was absolutely flabbergasted when splotches of red crossed from one cheek over the bridge of that thin long nose to the next.
“I don't understand?”
“In the prince family—it is customary for the heir to make a gift for their partner. I would have thought the owl would have arrived by now…”
“I thought you weren’t marrying Black?”
“Why not?” Eileen snapped furiously.
Walburga felt her knees tremble beneath her. Eileen’s temper was legendary. She was like a beast when angry: ferocious, deadly, stealthy and determined. Her eyes lit up and she got so worked up her temperature spiked when that happened she would remove her robes and sweaters until she sat in just a bra and skirt.
Eileen was angry and Walburga loved her that way.
“Don't you love me, Birdie? Or was all that just talk? If I would-”
“But what does me loving you have to do with Orion?” The shorter of the two interjected.
The rant stopped abruptly and Eileen looked into the pretty face before her.
She reached out and cupped the cherubic face in her palms allowing the long fingers to extend into the mass of sable curls.
Steel met ebony for that intense moment. Those too large fine fingered hands traced the contours of Walburga’s body until they settled at her waist gripping the tiny body firmly.
Then, Eileen’s thin pale rose lips pulled back as the left corner of her mouth lifted up slightly. There was barely a flash of tooth before the smile was dashed from her face.
“You are gorgeous. So lovely— aesthetic perfection embodied, I promise you, Walburga. But you’re as sharp as a Gobstone!”
The Lady black blushed darkly. “Tark!” The elf popped into existence bedsides the two women, awaiting his mistress’ orders. “Bring us up upstairs.” After the order left those soft pink lips they found themselves occupied with another mouth.
Neither girl realized that the elf snapped its fingers and popped them to Walburga’s bedroom until they had separated, both breathless and desperate for the feel of the other against them once again.
Eileen took the lead as was customary. She sat on the bed and pulled her partner to her. When Walburga’s knees were on either side of her lap Eileen began to grab at the robes hiking them up until she could slip her hands under them.
Under that dark and intense gaze Walburga flushed red and bit at her lower lip. She shuddered when those long fingers she loved rubbed at her through the cloth of her lace knickers. Then suddenly the lace was gone and there was skin-to-skin contact and a brush of cool metal against her thigh. She whimpered and arched her back outward and hid her face in the nape of the other girl’s neck. The fingers invaded and stroked with experience. They reached far and deep rubbing along her slick walls while a thumb pressed down of her little button of nerves. Sending her into spasms.
Eileen took advantage of the new position to sneak her second hand down her lovers blouse. She caressed a palm-full of soft breast before rolling a nipple between her thin calloused fingers, electing a gasp from Walburga and the clenching of the walls and lips around her second hand.
“Eileen…” Walburga mewled as between pants, it wouldn’t take long for her now.
“Yes, birdie?” Eileen murmured in an amused tone, stopping the rhythm of her fingers.
‘The smug bitch!’ Walburga ground her hips back forcing the fingers to run and push deeper. “…You know,” she breathed into the prince heir ear.
“Do I now?” Eileen pressed her lips to the soft exposed neck before her and licked it, leaving a wet trail behind.
“Yes…” Walburga hissed through clenched teeth before she threw her weight to the side sending them both to the mattress. Somehow Eileen had gotten her on her back knees apart still filled with fingers.
“How eager.” Eileen resumed the movement of her fingers as she dipped her head forward and placed her lips on Walburga’s own with a gentleness no one could comprehend. When the kiss was over she pulled away and shifted back she dipped her head once again to kiss the second set of lips she had been presented with.
Walburga gasped and gripped at the sheets as the lips she had just kissed sucked on her clit. When she felt the textured tongue brush against that spot she let out a short high pitched breathy whine and fisted the straight dark hair that pooled around her. Eileen laved the nub with her tongue as she pumped her fingers in and out of Walburga’s slippery core.
Walburga’s panting and the jingling of Eileen’s bangles echoed throughout the room. It only took a few minutes more for Walburga’s muscles to seize and her toes to curl as her head snapped back and her back arched away from the mattress.
“Ow!” Eileen hissed, a few strands of her hair had been pulled out during Walburga’s orgasm, but it wasn’t anything serious. It just showed how out of it the other girl was. Eileen looked smug as she sat back and watched her girlfriend put herself back together. She should have come earlier, there would have been enough time for reciprocation if she had.
I missed you so much
That I begged you to fly and see me
You must've broke down
Coz you finally said that would
But now that you're here
I just feel like I'm constantly dreaming
Coz something's gotta go wrong
Coz I'm feelin' way to damn good
-Feelin way too Damn good, NickelBack
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Part Three:
Walburga’s porcelain face was what greeted Eileen as the door opened.
Wide gray eyes examined her, drunk her in-- as if she would turn to mist and blow away at that moment.
“Birdie, Love, are you going to stand there all night?”
“Eileen?” the disbelief in her voice was clear as a bell. “What are you doing here?”
“Well,” Eileen murmured, “I’ve thought about what you said before graduation, and I must agree with you… fuck the disapproving masses.” The black eyes shifted from the live porcelain doll to the gravel under her shoes. “So I sent you a wedding present.”
Eileen had always been pale and self-assured, she never stumbled, never blushed, never hesitated. So it was no wonder that Walburga was absolutely flabbergasted when splotches of red crossed from one cheek over the bridge of that thin long nose to the next.
“I don't understand?”
“In the prince family—it is customary for the heir to make a gift for their partner. I would have thought the owl would have arrived by now…”
“I thought you weren’t marrying Black?”
“Why not?” Eileen snapped furiously.
Walburga felt her knees tremble beneath her. Eileen’s temper was legendary. She was like a beast when angry: ferocious, deadly, stealthy and determined. Her eyes lit up and she got so worked up her temperature spiked when that happened she would remove her robes and sweaters until she sat in just a bra and skirt.
Eileen was angry and Walburga loved her that way.
“Don't you love me, Birdie? Or was all that just talk? If I would-”
“But what does me loving you have to do with Orion?” The shorter of the two interjected.
The rant stopped abruptly and Eileen looked into the pretty face before her.
She reached out and cupped the cherubic face in her palms allowing the long fingers to extend into the mass of sable curls.
Steel met ebony for that intense moment. Those too large fine fingered hands traced the contours of Walburga’s body until they settled at her waist gripping the tiny body firmly.
Then, Eileen’s thin pale rose lips pulled back as the left corner of her mouth lifted up slightly. There was barely a flash of tooth before the smile was dashed from her face.
“You are gorgeous. So lovely— aesthetic perfection embodied, I promise you, Walburga. But you’re as sharp as a Gobstone!”
The Lady black blushed darkly. “Tark!” The elf popped into existence bedsides the two women, awaiting his mistress’ orders. “Bring us up upstairs.” After the order left those soft pink lips they found themselves occupied with another mouth.
Neither girl realized that the elf snapped its fingers and popped them to Walburga’s bedroom until they had separated, both breathless and desperate for the feel of the other against them once again.
Eileen took the lead as was customary. She sat on the bed and pulled her partner to her. When Walburga’s knees were on either side of her lap Eileen began to grab at the robes hiking them up until she could slip her hands under them.
Under that dark and intense gaze Walburga flushed red and bit at her lower lip. She shuddered when those long fingers she loved rubbed at her through the cloth of her lace knickers. Then suddenly the lace was gone and there was skin-to-skin contact and a brush of cool metal against her thigh. She whimpered and arched her back outward and hid her face in the nape of the other girl’s neck. The fingers invaded and stroked with experience. They reached far and deep rubbing along her slick walls while a thumb pressed down of her little button of nerves. Sending her into spasms.
Eileen took advantage of the new position to sneak her second hand down her lovers blouse. She caressed a palm-full of soft breast before rolling a nipple between her thin calloused fingers, electing a gasp from Walburga and the clenching of the walls and lips around her second hand.
“Eileen…” Walburga mewled as between pants, it wouldn’t take long for her now.
“Yes, birdie?” Eileen murmured in an amused tone, stopping the rhythm of her fingers.
‘The smug bitch!’ Walburga ground her hips back forcing the fingers to run and push deeper. “…You know,” she breathed into the prince heir ear.
“Do I now?” Eileen pressed her lips to the soft exposed neck before her and licked it, leaving a wet trail behind.
“Yes…” Walburga hissed through clenched teeth before she threw her weight to the side sending them both to the mattress. Somehow Eileen had gotten her on her back knees apart still filled with fingers.
“How eager.” Eileen resumed the movement of her fingers as she dipped her head forward and placed her lips on Walburga’s own with a gentleness no one could comprehend. When the kiss was over she pulled away and shifted back she dipped her head once again to kiss the second set of lips she had been presented with.
Walburga gasped and gripped at the sheets as the lips she had just kissed sucked on her clit. When she felt the textured tongue brush against that spot she let out a short high pitched breathy whine and fisted the straight dark hair that pooled around her. Eileen laved the nub with her tongue as she pumped her fingers in and out of Walburga’s slippery core.
Walburga’s panting and the jingling of Eileen’s bangles echoed throughout the room. It only took a few minutes more for Walburga’s muscles to seize and her toes to curl as her head snapped back and her back arched away from the mattress.
“Ow!” Eileen hissed, a few strands of her hair had been pulled out during Walburga’s orgasm, but it wasn’t anything serious. It just showed how out of it the other girl was. Eileen looked smug as she sat back and watched her girlfriend put herself back together. She should have come earlier, there would have been enough time for reciprocation if she had.