Selene 22

I was listening to the UP sound track… So this is what you get as your quote:


Carl Fredricksen: Hey, let's play a game. It's called "See Who Can Be Quiet the Longest".
Russell: Cool! My mom loves that game!
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Waking up felt impossible, like it would ruin everything… I was warm as I felt consciousness run it's sword through me I looked up at the ceiling, it's white glow irritated my eyes as my vision cleared from my groggy start. I turned on my side to find my flesh rub against flesh. I about jumped out of bed if it were not for the strong arm holding me close to the warm wall of flesh. I looked into Albus's dark green eyes, they were slightly amused and curious as he watched me, but his eyes were mostly filled with love.
"Good morning." He whispered; his smile was gorgeous.
"Morning…" I said, unsure.
"What is it my love?" he asked me.
"How did I get here?" I asked him, his face fell. I could feel his body fall into a cold pit of sadness. But he took the fall gracefully and as if his love saved him, he stared at me gently and held me for a moment.
"You came to me last night." He said slowly.
"Why?" I asked.
"You didn't tell me but you did ask my forgiveness." He said, "Maybe your subconscious likes me more than your conscious." He suggested, trying and failing to sound lighthearted.
"Albus… I wish I understood this." I said slowly. He pulled his fingers through my hair.
"I do too." He whispered.

Albus was making coffee as I sat on the couch; I was dressed in his shirt, and was sneaking whiffs of his smell when he wasn't looking. He was humming softly and then stopped. I wondered why but I was busy taking in his soft smell. I felt warm arms around me as Albus sat down. He pulled me close.
"Let go of me Albus."
"Sadira, relax… you are always so tense." He whispered, he ran his hand along my side.
"Albu-" he kissed my neck, "Oooh, uuunnn…" He nibbled a little.
"Stop." I ordered.
"Why?" he asked, still nibbling a little, his hand snuck up my thigh.
"Because I said so…" I squirmed. I closed my eyes as he snuck his hand in my panties.
"You were so willing last night…" He snarled;  I stood. That was not Albus's voice. Tom sat on the couch smirking evilly.
"Where is he?!" I demanded, I grabbed Albus's wand off the coffee table.
"Kitchen."
"What did you do to him?"
"Nothing." I stared at him.
"WHAT DID YOU DO, TOM?" I demanded.
"I knocked him out." He said simply.
"What do you want?" I asked, he stood.
"Oh my sweet Sadira… I want you. I want you and your body. I want your love. I want your baby ripped from your womb. I want you to forget about him."
"Is that why I can't remember last night?"
"That is exactly why you can't remember last night."