Ginny\'s Dream

Ginny awoke with a start. She wiped beads of perspiration off of the back of her neck as she sat up in bed. Still breathing heavily, she rose from her bed and tiptoed lightly to the bathroom.

She eyed the contours of his chest in high contrast, due to the orange glow of torchlight in the dimly lit chamber. The cold metal of chains chilled her wrists, and every movement she made, she could feel the cool air against her burning skin.

\"Silencio.\" She muttered, waving her wand at the closed door, setting it on the counter and turning to the shower. She turned the water on, pulling off her shorts and top once finished, then stripping off her damp panties. She stepped into the shower and slid the glass door closed as the hot water cascaded down her body.

She arched her chest upward and threw her head back as his cool lips traversed her jaw line from her lips to her neck. His tongue snaked out and licked lazy circles on her flesh, dizzy with the scent of her perfume. A tuft of his raven hair grazed her cheek.

She relaxed as the hot water ran down her sides, washing away the remainders of her dream, her fingers running through her hair under the water.

He placed his hand under her chin, once again tasting her mouth, kissing her swollen lips ever more passionately, as she lifted her head and tugged at her chains with frustration. He grinned wickedly against her lips, slowly dragging his hand down her neck, between her breasts, and tantalizingly slowly across her abdomen. He continued to kiss her as her body arched with his hand. \"Please-\" she moaned into his lips.

She retraced the path she remembered, trailing her hands down her stomach, the images from her dream still vivid in her mind.

She raised her hips at his touch; a long, slender finger running up and down the length of her most sensitive spot. She moaned in frustration. He was teasing her; moving ever so slowly, and then disengaging his mouth from her lips. He grinned at her struggle, only touching her with his one finger, watching her, piercing eyes dark with desire. He felt himself hardening at the sight of her naked form, writhing in pleasure, writhing for more. He replaced his finger with his burning tongue,

A moan escaped her lips as she leaned against the cold tile of the shower wall, mimicking his ministrations with a quickened, feverish pace.

He dipped his tongue into every corner, tasting her with every lick, feeling her pushing her hips towards him. He could feel the frustration radiating off of her and smirked once more as his erection grew.

She turned around, pressing her body against the wall, beginning to shake from the increasing pressure in her lower abdomen.

He couldn\'t bear to hold out any longer, despite the thrill her frustration gave him. He pulled away and repositioned himself over her. Holding himself up with one arm on either side of her naked torso, he lightly moved over her entrance, sending a chill up her spine.

Ginny was grateful she had charmed the door as she was now letting out little moans and gasps as she felt herself getting closer to the edge.

He threw his head back in ecstasy, as the two bodies were now entwined and rocking together with a steadily increasing rhythm.

\"Oh...OH!\" Ginny cried. She was getting close, she could tell.

\"Who-is-your-master?\" He said, thrusting harder with each word.

The muscles of her entire body spasmed as she hit her peak. \"My lord! MY LORD!\" She cried.

\"Call my name Ginevra!\" He commanded urgently-that\'s all he needed to hurtle over the edge.

\"VOLDEMORT!\" She screamed, collapsing as he came on top of her, his full weight rested on her bare skin as her chains disappeared and they rolled onto one side.

\"I love you.\" She whispered.

\"I know.\" He answered, giving her a peck on the lips.

Ginny toweled herself off, exhausted after her dream and then her shower. She walked back into the room of soundly sleeping girls and changed into fresh pajamas.

She pulled the covers over her body and fell asleep.