Breathe
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
16,332
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
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A Slip
*A/N-Hey all I'm so sorry it's been very long for the past couple updates, unfortunately Senior year of an engineering major is no less demanding than any other year of an engineering major...yuck. I hope with the winter break appraoching there will be plenty of time for more writing and more chapters!*
revris: I know, I love Katie Marcus pairings too. I think part of the reson why I started writing one was because I wanted a new one to read and couldn't find any anywhere! I'm glad you're enjoying it, it's going to start picking up a bit...
Chapter 4: A Slip
Marcus hadn’t been joking when he told her she’d be cleaning the mansion for a week. Every morning a house elf came to wake her up, by any means necessary, and provided her with all the equipment she would require. She spent countless hours scrubbing the floors of large halls, with no sight of Marcus. She wondered why he was avoiding her. True, she had slapped him, but Marcus wasn’t the type to linger over something like that.
The week wore on and Katie still hadn’t seen or heard from Marcus. It was the day before the ball. She had just finished all of the cleaning for the day and drew a hot bath for herself. As the days had drawn by since she first arrived, several different vials had been placed in the bathroom for her. Today had been especially long and tiresome so she had chosen to fill the tub with lavender bubbles. She found herself extremely relaxed and her eyes slowly fluttered closed.
“Bell!” Katie’s eyes snapped open and she quickly tried to draw as many bubbles to herself as she could. She wanted to make a snip at him about knocking, but as he had been so agitated as to not speak to her in 6 days she figured it was best to stay silent.
“Get up we have work to do.” He said coldly.
“But I’m not finished.” She peered up at him with doe eyes and he finally tossed his head to the side and rolled his eyes.
“Five minutes, no more.” He then walked out and lay on her bed with his hands behind his head.
“Would you mind closing the door?”
“Yes, I think I would mind closing MY door.” Katie grumbled and continued to clean herself. ::Okay, you want a show? I can give you a show.::
When she finished washing her hair she gracefully climbed out of the tub and then paused to run her hands through her long hair, arching her back slightly and accentuating her curves. She used her peripheral vision to watch Marcus. He was eating it up. But what she saw rather frightened her, instead of looking mesmerized as she expected, he looked as though he was ready to devour her. Quickly, she grabbed a towel, wrapped it around herself, and slipped on some robes she had left by the tub.
“Alright Bell, time for business. There are some things we need to go over before tomorrow.”
“Really Flint? Can’t we just go over th…” His hand cracked across her face.
“Lesson 1. Anytime you do not address me or any other deatheater as master you will be slapped or worse. Got it?” Katie gently rubbed her face
“Yes!” She spat out.
“Lesson 2. You will walk with your head lowered unless dancing. Lesson 3. You will not speak unless spoken to and if you open your mouth Bell for the love of Merlin it better not be your trademark sass.”
“Wait a second…dancing?”
“Yes, you may be asked to dance in which case you must oblige. Lesson 4. When first introduced to anyone you must kneel and kiss the top of his or her shoe”
“No, I’m NOT doing that.” Flint grabbed her roughly by the back of the neck.
“Bell, you can and you WILL. They or I will be expected to kill you for anything else.”
She looked him directly in the eyes pulling closer slightly.
“Maybe…I would rather die...” She quietly said.
With that Marcus drew back for a second, then without warning he began to kiss her. At first she didn’t even know what was happening, but quickly she was lost in it. The heat of him with radiating onto her and she found her hands tangling themselves in his hair. She slowly walked forward until she was pushing him against the nearest wall. He stopped and moved to her neck, finding her most sensitive spots and eliciting sweet moans from her mouth. He flipped her quickly so she was against the wall, bringing one of her legs up to wrap around his waist.
And then he stopped. The room was dead silent except for their labored breathing. He looked at her momentarily. Abruptly, he pivoted and left the room, robes billowing behind him. Katie stood, slightly trembling, she brought her hands to her lips, as if to see whether or not there was any evidence there that anything had happened. She slowly slid against the wall to the floor, and sat there for several minutes in confusion.
revris: I know, I love Katie Marcus pairings too. I think part of the reson why I started writing one was because I wanted a new one to read and couldn't find any anywhere! I'm glad you're enjoying it, it's going to start picking up a bit...
Chapter 4: A Slip
Marcus hadn’t been joking when he told her she’d be cleaning the mansion for a week. Every morning a house elf came to wake her up, by any means necessary, and provided her with all the equipment she would require. She spent countless hours scrubbing the floors of large halls, with no sight of Marcus. She wondered why he was avoiding her. True, she had slapped him, but Marcus wasn’t the type to linger over something like that.
The week wore on and Katie still hadn’t seen or heard from Marcus. It was the day before the ball. She had just finished all of the cleaning for the day and drew a hot bath for herself. As the days had drawn by since she first arrived, several different vials had been placed in the bathroom for her. Today had been especially long and tiresome so she had chosen to fill the tub with lavender bubbles. She found herself extremely relaxed and her eyes slowly fluttered closed.
“Bell!” Katie’s eyes snapped open and she quickly tried to draw as many bubbles to herself as she could. She wanted to make a snip at him about knocking, but as he had been so agitated as to not speak to her in 6 days she figured it was best to stay silent.
“Get up we have work to do.” He said coldly.
“But I’m not finished.” She peered up at him with doe eyes and he finally tossed his head to the side and rolled his eyes.
“Five minutes, no more.” He then walked out and lay on her bed with his hands behind his head.
“Would you mind closing the door?”
“Yes, I think I would mind closing MY door.” Katie grumbled and continued to clean herself. ::Okay, you want a show? I can give you a show.::
When she finished washing her hair she gracefully climbed out of the tub and then paused to run her hands through her long hair, arching her back slightly and accentuating her curves. She used her peripheral vision to watch Marcus. He was eating it up. But what she saw rather frightened her, instead of looking mesmerized as she expected, he looked as though he was ready to devour her. Quickly, she grabbed a towel, wrapped it around herself, and slipped on some robes she had left by the tub.
“Alright Bell, time for business. There are some things we need to go over before tomorrow.”
“Really Flint? Can’t we just go over th…” His hand cracked across her face.
“Lesson 1. Anytime you do not address me or any other deatheater as master you will be slapped or worse. Got it?” Katie gently rubbed her face
“Yes!” She spat out.
“Lesson 2. You will walk with your head lowered unless dancing. Lesson 3. You will not speak unless spoken to and if you open your mouth Bell for the love of Merlin it better not be your trademark sass.”
“Wait a second…dancing?”
“Yes, you may be asked to dance in which case you must oblige. Lesson 4. When first introduced to anyone you must kneel and kiss the top of his or her shoe”
“No, I’m NOT doing that.” Flint grabbed her roughly by the back of the neck.
“Bell, you can and you WILL. They or I will be expected to kill you for anything else.”
She looked him directly in the eyes pulling closer slightly.
“Maybe…I would rather die...” She quietly said.
With that Marcus drew back for a second, then without warning he began to kiss her. At first she didn’t even know what was happening, but quickly she was lost in it. The heat of him with radiating onto her and she found her hands tangling themselves in his hair. She slowly walked forward until she was pushing him against the nearest wall. He stopped and moved to her neck, finding her most sensitive spots and eliciting sweet moans from her mouth. He flipped her quickly so she was against the wall, bringing one of her legs up to wrap around his waist.
And then he stopped. The room was dead silent except for their labored breathing. He looked at her momentarily. Abruptly, he pivoted and left the room, robes billowing behind him. Katie stood, slightly trembling, she brought her hands to her lips, as if to see whether or not there was any evidence there that anything had happened. She slowly slid against the wall to the floor, and sat there for several minutes in confusion.