The Last Man on Earth

The Last Man on Earth

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters and am merely taking them out for a spin.

Chapter 51: Hormones

The Slytherin Dungeons:

“Now Katie,” said Marcus affectionately. “Why is your face still so red?”

The door had just closed behind Angie and Adrian. They were on their way up to the Great Hall for dinner.

“Marcus,” hissed an embarrassed Katie. “How could the three of you be so calm?”

“So we caught the three of them together in bed,” said Marcus with a shrug. “You do know that Spinnet has been to bed with Ter and Adrian, love?”

“She told me,” said Katie testily. “It’s not the same as seeing it up close.” She sat down on the sofa with a frown. Marcus sat down beside her and pulled a reluctant Katie into a firm embrace.

“What’s really wrong?” asked Marcus with a perceptive look into her set face.

“Do you miss it?” asked Katie stiffly.

“Miss what?” asked Marcus quizzically.

“The games your pervy roommates like to play,” said Katie as she shifted away from Marcus. Marcus hauled her back up against his body with a firm tug. Katie had her arms wrapped around her body.

“No,” said Marcus intently.

“Did you have threesomes with them in here,” said Katie as she surveyed the room with a frown.

“Katie,” said Marcus seriously. “I have not so much as laid a finger on another woman since the moment we ran into each other on the Quidditch pitch.”

“I know,” said Katie pensively. “But before.”

“Yes,” said Marcus with an irritated frown. “You know I have been to bed with other women. And yes, I have been to bed with more than one woman at the same time.”

“Do you miss it?” asked Katie as her eyes filled with tears.

“Merlin,” thought Marcus irritated beyond belief. “What the hell’s wrong with her. She’s never been this jealous before. What the hell?”

“No,” said Marcus testily. “I do not miss it.” Marcus ran a hand through his hair in irritation then it twigged. Hormones.

“I bet Billy joined in your little parties,” said Katie tearfully.

“Yes,” said Marcus coolly. “Derrick and I used to take turn shagging her.”

“You bastard,” said Katie as she tried to spring to her feet. Marcus hauled her onto his lap with relentless hands.

“Listen to me Katie,” said Marcus firmly. “I had no trouble sharing my previous shags because I didn’t love those girls. You are the only woman I have ever said I love you to. I love you now and I’ll love you later- even if you start to resemble a hippogriff. After all, it’s my baby you’ll be carrying. Merlin, I have always thought you were the sexiest witch I have ever seen. I’ll still think that in coming months.” His voice had softened and he started to smooth her hair with a large hand.

“Really,” said Katie tearfully. “Even if we don’t do things like they do? Do I still keep you happy?”

Marcus laughed. Katie gave him a hurt look.

“You have to be kidding me, right?” said Marcus as he grinned. “You are the most adventurous, exciting lover I have ever had. If one of my mates even looked in your general direction, I would have to kill him. There is no way any other man is even going to see you naked again, nevermind lay one finger on you. I meant what I said Katie, you are mine and mine alone.”

“Truly?” asked Katie hopefully.

“I have a sneaking suspicion,” said Marcus with a smile. “That even when we are in our dotage, I’m going to want to rip your clothes off and shag you senseless over the breakfast dishes.”

“You say the sweetest things,” said Katie as she smiled through her tears. She kissed his mouth softly. Marcus grabbed the back of her head and slanted his mouth over hers fiercely. Katie opened her mouth under his onslaught and kissed him back just as hard.

“You know,” groaned Marcus a few minutes later. “It’s just how Adrian and Terry are. They started shagging girls together, right from the start. It’s an ingrained habit with them.”

“Alicia really fancies Terry,” said Katie as she kissed Marcus’s jawline.

“Terry fancies her right back,” said Marcus as he shifted so she could kiss his neck.

“So why did he crawl into bed with Adrian and Angie?” asked Katie with a puzzled frown. She then obediently kissed his throat.

“Terry and Adrian have a tortured, complicated relationship,” said Marcus. “They are still half in love with each other. And it’s not a shallow sort of love either. I am not saying that they don’t like shagging each other. It is like what we have. I love you outside the bedchamber as well. They do too.”

“What about Ally and Angie,” asked Katie softly.

“I think,” said Marcus. “That Terry cares for Spinnet. He’s never been this wrapped up in a girl before. By the way, that termagant likes to keep Terry twisting in the wind. And I am not quite sure I am willing to forgive her for breaking up with him before the game. Warrington had to play most of Terry’s shifts.”

“Really?” said Katie curiously. She was fascinated by Marcus’s insight into his roommates.

“Now Angelina Johnson is a different story,” said Marcus with a grin. “Adrian always had a thing for her. Almost like my thing for you. She seems capable of handling his mood changes. He is a mercurial, moody melodramatic git. But he is not a jealous person. It would be easy for him to share her. He’s especially not jealous of Terry. They have always shared.”

“Don’t you think,” said Katie with a soft blush. “That Terry and Adrian aren’t a little…you know…promiscuous?”

“A little,” scoffed Marcus. “I would say a lot. I happen to know for a fact that Terry has five lovers on the go right now.”

“What?” said Katie with surprise.

“Adrian, Johnson, Spinnet, that blond Hufflepuff Davina,” listed Marcus with a grin at Katie’s shocked face. “And of course, Alec.”

“He’s juggling all of them?”

“Well, to be fair,” said Marcus. “He’s casually shagging Alec and Davina. And Johnson, he probably only does in tandem with Adrian.”

“He and Adrian still sleep together?” said Katie with a squeak.

“Occasionally,” said Marcus with a shrug.

“Merlin.”

“Speaking of all this sex,” said Marcus with a heavy-eyed grin.

“I thought you were concerned because I just got out of the infirmary,” said Katie with a raised eyebrow. She gasped when Marcus got up from the couch with her in his arms. He effortlessly carried her over to his bed.

“Pomfrey said you should spend some time in bed,” said Marcus throatily. He laid her down on her back.

Katie shivered in anticipation as she watched him undress. “Are you sure this is what she had in mind,” whispered Katie as he began to strip her robes off. Her eyes drank in the sight of the now familiar planes of his body.

“Don’t worry,” said Marcus huskily as he kissed the inside of her wrist. “I’ll keep you flat on your back.”

Marcus proceeded to slowly kiss every inch of Katie’s quivering body. As he kissed his way up her thigh, Katie squirmed and moaned his name.

“So impatient,” chided Marcus.

“So are you,” said Katie as she eyed his weeping erection.

“Tell me something,” asked Marcus as he ignored her moan of disappointment as he skipped her cleft and moved on to her stomach. He dropped reverent kisses on her belly that nearly made Katie cry. He nestled in-between her breasts, and looked into her eyes.

“What?” said Katie as she tangled her fingers in his hair. The texture of his hair always surprised her. She always thought it would have felt rough and wiry but it was smooth and baby soft.

“Why did you sleep with me that first night,” asked Marcus curiously as he reached over and gently licked her nipple.

“We hardly slept,” said Katie with a small laugh.

“I really never expected more than a few kisses,” said Marcus with an answering grin. “Although I was planning on touching these even if I got a slap.” Marcus ran a hand down the curve of her breast. His mouth followed his hand dropping nipping kisses.

“I have no idea what came over me,” said Katie as heat rose in her face. “I was pretty easy, wasn’t I?”

“Love,” said Marcus huskily. “I barely noticed. I was too thrilled and utterly turned on by you. Couldn’t you feel me?”

“Yes,” said Katie. “I think that’s what spurred me on. The feel of your thick erection against my stomach turned me to mush. I was so excited.”

“That’s when my overheated brain clued me into the fact that I was going to finally have you,” said Marcus as he kissed her throat in the place he knew turned her on. “I could feel your heart pounding and your pulse fluttering. I decided right then and there not to allow your mind to over ride your body and hustled you into the shed. I knew I had to get your clothes off before you changed your mind.”

“I had no intention of changing my mind,” said Katie as she clutched at his muscled back. “My mind came back for a minute but I made it go away. I wanted you too much.”

Katie arched her back as Marcus slid into her wet hot cleft and gave a long moan of pleasure. She wrapped her legs around his hips and they began to move and slide against each other’s body.

“Would you take it all back,” whispered Katie intently.

“Take what back,” said Marcus as he groaned against her mouth.

“If you knew that we would end up like this by the end of the year- betrothed and pregnant, would you have still taken me inside the shed?” asked Katie as her eyes locked on to Marcus’s. Her hips moved against his thrusts.

“Katie,” said Marcus as he panted on top of her. “If it had been warm enough, I would have fucked you on the grass outside that damn shed. Our betrothal and our baby are the best things that have ever happened to me.”

“Marcus,” moaned Katie as a shiver of passion snaked down her spine. “I would have let you fuck me anywhere you wanted to that night.”

“Even if you knew,” asked Marcus as he shifted his hips faster.

“Yes, even if I knew,” said Katie as her body began to shudder underneath Marcus’s driving body. Marcus growled and pumped harder as he spurted inside her clenching sheath. He threw back his head and reveled in her clenching tightness.

“Merlin,” gasped Marcus a few minutes later. “That was a bit quick. I think it was the thought of our first night together.” He panted on top of Katie’s welcoming damp body. She had her arms wrapped around him. Katie giggled and gave his mouth a soft kiss.

“Quick has its good points,” said Katie with a contented smile.

Marcus rolled off her and pulled her onto his chest in a smooth movement. “Give me a few moments love,” said Marcus with a wicked grin. “And I’ll show you how many good points I have.”

The Great Hall: the Gryffindor Table:

“Where’s Katie,” asked Alicia to a distracted Angelina.

“With Flint,” said Angie as she tried not to look Ally in the eye. She kept seeing Terry’s blue eyes and his naked and aroused body looming over her.

“Have you see the Sunday Prophet,” said Fred with consternation as he sat down at the table. “I can’t believe Katie would do something like this and not tell us first.”

“What does it say,” asked Lee as he tried to read the copy George had in his hand.

“I’ll read it,” said George grimly. “Judging from the silence from the other tables, they are doing the same thing. It’s in the society page of all things. Aurelius and Natalya Flint, Wiltshire, are pleased to announce the formal betrothal of their only son, Marcus Aurelius Flint to Miss Katherine Isolde Bell, daughter of Rowan and Isolde Bell, London. Bleeding hell!”

Gasps broke out up and down the Gryffindor table.

“That can’t be true,” said Lee Jordan. His face was pale and set.

“It is,” said Angelina calmly. “Katie told us last week.”

“Gorgeous ring,” said Alicia just as calmly.

“Katie is going to MARRY that Slytherin bastard,” said Lee with suppressed fury. He stomped away from the table. Angie and Ally looked at his retreating back in consternation.

“What was that about?” asked Angelina with a confused look at Alicia.

“You really don’t know,” said Fred with a shake of his head.

“Lee has always fancied Katie,” said George sadly. “He thought that Flint was just a minor passing fancy.”

“Oh no,” said Alicia. “You do know that Katie is deeply in love with Flint.”

“Yes,” said Fred grimly.

“I don’t know what it is about those Slytherins,” said George a touch bitterly. “But Gryffindor chasers seem to be addicted to them.”

Fred and George left to find Lee.

“Poor Lee,” said Angie softly.

“The Slytherins don’t look so surprised,” said Alicia with observant eyes.

“They like to play it cool,” said Angie dismissively.

“No,” said Ally with a frown. “I think Flint told them already. Look at their faces. They look smug. Well, more smug than usual. They always look like that when they’ve pulled something over on the rest of the school.”

“I think you’re right,” said Angie as she stared at the Slytherin table. Her breath caught as a pair of blue eyes caught her gaze. Terrence Higgs looked into Angie’s eyes and gave a faint smile. Angie looked away quickly but she couldn’t help herself when she gave a quick glance back to see if he was still watching her. He was.

“Angie,” said Alicia impatiently. “Who are you staring at?”

“Adrian,” lied Angelina as she gave an oblivious Adrian a guilty look. He was talking to MacIntyre. Angelina felt helpless as her gaze drifted to Terry again. Their gazes locked again.

“Maybe I need to talk to Higgs,” thought Angelina. “To sort out this mess we’ve gotten each other into.”

“Liar,” whispered a voice in the back of her head. “You just want to be alone with him again.”

“No,” protested Angelina to herself. “I just need to talk to him.”