dancing of old couple

Life’s a Party (Batfam)

Requested by an anon

Summary: It’s date night for Bruce and Batmom, but when they come home chaos is unfolding within the mansion.

Warning(s): Shenanigans!

The marina was calm and quite desolate tonight, which made for the perfect location for a date. No one was going to bother you and it just so happened to be one of the main hotspots of activity lately, though the lack of people begged to differ. Nonetheless, it meant that Bruce was able to keep a watchful eye on the area while also showing you off as his arm candy to the stars and moon that shined down on you.

Neither of you barely said anything, enjoying the comfortable silence that fell over you both as you walked. The chill of the air coming off the water only gave you an excuse to walk closer to your beau. He always managed to make dates perfect somehow, even if they were interrupted by maniacs or calls from the principals office - though thankfully tonight he didn’t have to answer to either. It was just you and him, with each other’s undivided attention.

But alas, all good things must end and after hours of aimlessly walking around and talking about anything and everything, you decided to head home. As the car pulled up the long driveway you both could tell something was going on within the house from nearly a mile away. All the lights seemed to be on and music could be heard bumping through the walls like a heartbeat.

“I guess this is what we get for letting Alfred have the night off,” Bruce commented sarcastically, earning a snicker from you.

“I think it’s about time we show them how to really party. Don’t you, dear?” You suggested with a devious look on your face, one which Bruce returned just as deviously.

Hand in hand, you both walked into the house through the garage door, the music thumping into your core. As you progressed towards the epicenter of music and strobe lights, the house became steadily messier and showed signs of empty alcohol bottles and confetti just simply everywhere. The first child you found was Duke, completely passed out sideways in a rocker.

“Is he dead?” You questioned, half serious and Bruce shook his head after taking a pulse and let the sense of relieve wash over you both momentarily.

With a sigh from both of you, you continued your pursuit and not before long, you had slipped into the mass of people gathered in the main ballroom. The sight before you made you both stop and just stare.

Dick was showing off his acrobat moves, currently swinging from the chandelier as Barbara cheered him on from the staircase. Jason was screaming demands at the DJ from the “dance floor.” Tim and Cass were dancing next to each other while Steph had to prop herself up with help from the drink table. And Damian… Damian was no where to be seen which worried you more than seeing him involved in this mess.

The twitch in your eye made you want to go ape shit mother-hen on all of them, dragging each of their most likely intoxicated bodies to their beds. But, no, you had a much better idea. Bruce was thinking the exact same thing and wrapped a hand around your waist before pulling you close to him. A devilish smirk crossed your faces and you emerged yourselves into the crowd, locked together so you wouldn’t lose the other.

In your travels you both acquired a drink and held them tightly in hand as you started dancing with each other. Purposely sloppy, you made sure the two of you were making a scene, grinding, and yelling, and kissing until the people around you started to notice. Just as you had hoped, they began moving away from you, no one wanting to dance next to the old grinding couple, a few of them even realizing who you were.

After about a half hour, the room cleared out enough that a few of the kids spotted you, freezing in place. Bruce notice and motioned in their direction, making you turn your head to spot Tim, Cass, and Steph. The shock on their faces made you laugh and even Steph, who was clearly the most inebriated, widened her eyes and furrowed her eyebrows as if you were figments of her imagination.

“Hey guys! Nice party!” You yelled over the music to them as if you were just another couple of random partygoers.

The lack of anger on yours and Bruce’s faces terrified them all to the core before your face immediately dropped into your trademark serious ‘you’re in deep shit’ look. “It’s time to end it.”

Steph nodded slowly, seeming to take a different meaning to your words as she slurred a goodnight and shuffled along the walls up to her bed. With a shrug you watched her, at least one of them was making this easy though the other two just stood and stared.

“Now,” Bruce chimed in with his own stern look and Tim and Cass bolted, no doubt to find the others and tell of their situation.

Arms folded over your chests, you and Bruce stood side by side in the middle of the ballroom, watching as the people filed out and the music stopped. Jason let a string of expletives out as he started cleaning up bottles before even acknowledging your presence. Tim and Cass kept ushering people out, stumbling slightly in the process.

Dick still hung upside down from the chandelier and he waved with a smile when he saw you, though his words were slow and slightly slurred, “Heyy Mom! Heyy Bruce! You’re home early!”

With a sigh and a hand on your forehead, you offered a small wave with your other hand and rather unenthusiastically replied, “It’s three AM, Dick. Now get down from there.”

When all of the kids stood in front of you, excluding the ones already passed out or the one that was MIA, you looked them over with a disappointed frown before Bruce spoke up, “Tomorrow you’re cleaning this place up. And then we’re going to have a looong talk.”

“But for now, get to bed.” You chimed in, most of the glares being sent towards Cass and Tim, especially considering they were underage.

The two nodded and headed off to pass out, Tim actually glad for once when his head hit the pillow. After they left the room your attention turned back to the three left in front of you. Babs’ cheeks were flushed, her body telling you she obviously participated in the evening’s events. It was clear the second you walked into the room that Dick was far gone and you had to admit, you had some respect for anyone who could do acrobatics while drunk.

But when you looked Jason over, your eyes squinted. “Jason? Are you sober?”

Dick wrapped an arm around Jason’s shoulder and piped up for him, “Jay was our party mom tonight!”

“Dick, honey, go to bed. You too Barbara.” You softly told them and they nodded, slowly and hesitantly heading off in that direction.

“Just wanted to make sure no one died. Cause y’know, I know how that feels and it’s not very pleasant,” Jason explained sarcastically, brushing off the silent allegations that he did it because he was worried and turned to continue picking up a bit.

With a sigh, Bruce put a hand on your shoulder, “I’m going to make sure Duke’s still alive, and make sure he gets to bed.” You nodded up at him and gave a small smile and swiveled to take in the whole image of the trashed ballroom.

(Bonus part is coming tomorrow!)

Fun

Word Count: 1839

Player: Alexander Nylander (Buffalo Sabres/Rochester Americans)

feat. William Nylander (Toronto Maple Leafs)

Warning/s: mentions of alcohol, being drunk

Originally posted by nhlinfluenced

“Are you okay?”, William muttered under his breath.

You were so deep in your own thoughts that you almost flinched, but you caught yourself at the last second. Instead, you turned your head to him. His gaze switched from the rest of the people to you. His eyes were looking at you, confused but honestly worried about you.

“Yeah, of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”, you shrugged, turning back to face the rest of the Garden, although you were trying to avoid making eye contact with anyone.

“Because my little brother is currently introducing his model girlfriend to both of our families. And the two of you happened to be together only a couple months ago.”

“Don’t be silly, William.”, you huffed.

“Don’t even try to act. You’re my best friend, Y/n. I can see that you’re not over him.”, Will retorted. 

He didn’t see it, but you responded by rolling your eyes at him, stubbornly keeping yourself from looking at him. 

Alex was currently standing on the patio, talking to his Dad with the girl he started dating in the States. She wasn’t supposed to be there, but she decided to fly in after a model gig in London just so she could see Alex. So why not barge into a family event, huh? To annoy you more than she already did with her first appearance in Alex life - just a couple of weeks prior.

You kept in a sigh, internally cursing yourself when you realized Will was right.

“I don’t think I’ll ever be over it. Moving on from this seems so weird. It’s just making it worse knowing that he already did.”, you muttered back.

Will sighed at your confession, wondering why you were doing this to yourself. But why was his little brother doing that to you? William was confused. Alex was about as over it as you, which meant not at all. Didn’t he realize what the attendance of his rebound made you feel like? After all, he knew you best.

“Alright, enough with this bullshit. This is not a movie, so this is not the part where we are sitting here, having a deep conversation about letting people go.”, William muttered as he eagerly stood up from the bench you were sitting on. 

“What are you doing?”, you asked as the first members of your family turned around to you, members of the Nylander family following quickly. 

William extended a hand which you eyed warily. When you didn’t take it right away, he pulled you up and pulled you behind him through the garden.

“Hey! Answer me, dumbass.”, you protested.

“We’re going out.”, he decided. “There’s a party and I just decided you are my plus one now.”

William sent you a determined smirk as you rolled your eyes at him, but you couldn’t help but chuckle at his goofiness. The smile remained on your face when he dragged you through the backyard and up the patio, stopping in front of Michael, Alex, and Ellen.

His Dad, Alex and Alex’s girlfriend were looking at you in confusion, matching the glances your mother gave you from the side.

You didn’t meet Alex gaze as you normally would, instead you looked at Michael. Michael gave you a questioning look, that you answered with just a simple shrug.

“What are you doing, William?”, he asked curiously and a little confused too. 

“Saying goodbye. It was very nice meeting you, Ellen, but we really gotta go now.”, William said with a smirk in your direction.

“Where to?”, Alex asked. 

As far as he had known, his brother hadn’t had anything planned. Especially not with you. Alex would’ve remembered that.

“We’re going out to have some fun. We’ll be back later. I think.”, he chuckled before he pulled you right through the middle of Alex and Ellen. 

You felt your body brush Alex’s, wanting to throw up when you realized that you really wanted to hug him. Instead, you tried keeping up with William who dragged you outside to his car.


“I don’t think I’ve been this drunk since my first college party.”, you giggled, sitting on the dock of the lake you used to skate on when you were younger. 

After a couple hours of dancing and drinking with your old friends and the people who were having a party at the lake, you were a little exhausted so you got a little distance between you and the rest of the people and sat down there. Now you were playing with a bottle of cold beer in your hands, looking out at the water.

“I texted Alex.”, William giggled back.

“Why? He’s going to come here and ruin all the fun.”

“Because he’s more responsible than me. And hella possessive when it comes to you. It’s all working out.”    

“I’m my own person. He has no right to be possessive of me. We’re not even dating anymore.”, you slurred your tone a little bitter.

You lay back on your back, watching the slowly disappearing colors off the sunset. The pinks and oranges were calming you down as you zoned out. William lay back next to you, almost spilling his beer over himself as he started trying to make light and drunk conversation.

That was until you heard steps on the dock that stopped not far from you. 

“What the hell, Will?”

You and William made eye contact, bursting out into a fit of giggles as you sat up. Turning around, Alex was standing in front of the two of you. No Ellen in sight.

“I knew you would come if I texted you.”, Will giggled.

“Well, someone’s gotta get you home, idiot. Was this all your idea? Getting her drunk?”

“Hey hey hey, we were having fun, this was a great idea.”, you butted in, giving your own opinion. 

“Sure it was, Y/n.”, Alex said, rolling his eyes as he moved closer to the two of you. 

“See.”, William grinned, getting a death glare from his younger brother.

“Come on. I’m driving you home now.”, he said. You grinned at Willy, waving your hand.

“Bye bye.”, you said sweetly.

“You too.”, Alex added.

“Ha!”, William said, at the same time as your gaze snapped to Alex.

“No.”, you insisted.

“You’re drunk of your ass. You got nothing to argue. So get up and let me drive you home.”

“No.”, you repeated, your voice clearer than you thought it would be. 

“Y/n quit arguing I’m serious.”

William watched the exchange, his eyes flipping from Alex to you and back, although he soon started to feel dizzy because of it. But he had a smile on his face. Of course, his plan had worked. He just hoped you never found out that he had indeed planned the whole day.

“Me too. I’m older than you and I can make my own decisions.”

“Apparently not, since you’re sitting here. You should know better.”

“And where the hell should I be instead, in your opinion? Since you suddenly seem to give a shit on how I spend my free time?”, you challenged, crossing your arms in front of your chest, still staring up at him. 

Alex sighed before he moved forward and put his arms on your sides, just standing you up without giving you any chance to protest.

“I’m not arguing with you.”

“Then why do you?”, you muttered in frustration.

“Because you’re wasted. But you’re too stubborn to let me drive you home!”, he reminded you of the reason you were there at all.

“Why do you care?”, you groaned, getting fed up with the discussion. Drunk you had no idea in what kind of direction you were pushing the younger Nylander. 

“You know damn well why.”

“Just go home You’re not my damn boyfriend or brother. Just fuck off.”

Why was he being so damn dramatic?

Alex looked like you had slapped him in the face. But you ripped your gaze from him to look down, distracted by the giggling that William was doing.

“There it is.”, he cackled, trying to calm down.

Alex gritted his teeth to keep himself from snapping a reply.

“Don’t you think I know that? And it sucks, alright?” His voice was quieter, not as demanding and pissed anymore.

“It’s not like that’s your fault.”, you said, rolling your eyes. 

You lifted your bottle to take another swig of your beer, but your hand was stopped mid-air. Alex took the bottle from your hands and pulled you closer to him, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“When you’re sober, we’re gonna talk about this, alright? But I’m not having that conversation when you are drunk.”, he said a soft smile on his face. 

Much like the old times. You gave him a smile back before you nodded in agreement. You stumbled when you tried taking a step towards the direction that you spotted his car in. Alex simply chuckled, shaking his head at you before he decided that the best would be a piggyback ride. 

The sound of clapping hands caused Alex to turn around, spotting William with a content grin on his face as he applauded you.

“William, get up. I can’t carry you too.”

“Alright. I’m on my way.”, he slurred.

You made your way up to the car. William was stumbling next to you, apparently taking every little bump in the way, but you couldn’t ignore the smirk he gave your way.

“Congrats.”, he said, lifting his beer for a toast.

“For what?”, you asked dumbfoundedly, a giggle following your words.

“For getting your shit together.”, was the slurred reply of your best friend.


“I hate you, William.”, you whispered, making eye contact with the older Nylander across the kitchen table. 

You were suffering together, having one of the worst hangovers of your life. You had your arms propped up on the table, your head in your hands and William was basically spread all over the table trying to sleep away the throbbing pain in his head.

“Not so loud.”, he complained with a groan. 

You dropped your head into your folded arms, eyes closed until you heard a noise directly next to you. You blinked against the painful light, seeing the mug of hot cocoa that was placed next to you. Alex leaned against the counter, a mug of coffee in his hands as he watched you in amusement. You tried rolling your eyes, but it hurt too much, causing you to wince. You could fix this, that was a fact you were sure about. 

He gave you a smile, and you gave it right back.

“At least we had fun.”, William muttered, making you chuckle only to groan in pain at the noise.

Nct U- First dates

~admin luna  ♡

Taeil:

Originally posted by moonlighting94

Taeil has a fairly chilled personality so I feel like his first date with you would compliment that. He’d take you to the beach, listening to the dimmed sound of waves overlapping while happily conversing with one another. As it starts to get dark he’d softly strum random chords on his guitar as you fall into a comfortable silence. 

Taeyong:

Originally posted by nakamotens

Again I think Taeyong would want to have his first date with you somewhere quiet. Where there was minimal people so he could solely focus on you, like a coffee shop he discovered when he took cover in while the clouds unleashed a light downpour. You’d sit by the windows, allowing you to admire the droplets of rain falling gracefully outside while slowly sipping on coffee and what seemed to be a never ending game of 20 questions.

Doyoung:

Originally posted by mkayjaemin

As soon as I got this request I instantly though of an arcade date with Doyoung. It was the perfect balance of fun and getting know each other. You’d work together and cheat through games to get as many tickets as possible in order to win the best prize. After both having to carry the huge bear you won outside you bought food from the local street food stands and found a quiet place to sit. The rest of your date would be spent sharing laughs and finding your common interests.

Ten:

Originally posted by nctech

I feel like he would take you out to a little ramen place that he found in his trainee days that he wanted to share with you, by revealing a little part of his past you’d instantly become comfortable with one another. The dull chatter coming from the kitchen no longer mattered because the only thing you were focused on was chittaphon. Being the gentleman he is, he wouldn’t take no for an answer when offering to walk you home (and so that he could make plans for a second date.)

Jaehyun:

Originally posted by yonges

I’ve had this planned since I received this request omg. He’d take you to a little American diner, where the waitresses wore roller skates and the jukebox played old rock ‘n’ roll. It wasn’t fancy but it was homely. You’d both order milkshakes which you drank while finding out more about each other. As the night comes to an end and the diner starts to shut he’d put a quarter in the jukebox and pull you up for a dance while the old couple who owned the diner watch and reminisce. 

Mark:

Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

I think he’d want to do something laid back because everything else in his life is pretty hectic. He’d take you to the movies, insisting on paying for everything. While the adverts played you’d throw popcorn at each other to sea who could catch it in their mouth first. In all honesty you would’t be paying much attention to the movie as you admired Mark, smiling every time his nose crinkled while laughing. 

I really enjoyed writing this so I hope you guys like it too! If you do I’d love to do the same for the dream team. Hopefully once my exams are over I’ll be writing again :)

love you to the moon and back!

~admin luna ♡

Shadows.

Originally posted by ohmysaphael

Imagine when you, and Raphael get into a fight about him wanting to leave New York with you when things get dangerous with Valentine.

“ I can’t believe this. How can you!.” you yell at him. He looked annoyed. “Lo que es mi vida?” he mumbled to himself, thinking you didn’t hear. “Werewolves are our friend, warlocks are our friends, vampires are our friends, shadowhunters are our friends. “you yell at him. “We can’t just run.” he rolled his eyes at you. “I don’t want to run, i want you to be safe.” He yelled back. You kept pacing around the room while his eyes were fixated on you. “ Dammit Raphael, without the vampire clan, the shadowhunters will lose.” you yell, “ I will fight you on this.” you said more calmly.

“no” he said, you stopt pacing. “ What?” you ask. “You want to hear it in spanish? i said no.” he said, “I am so done talking about this. “ you said, and walked out hotel dumort in the middle of the day because you are a shadowhunter.

at midnight.

“Are you okay, (y/n)? “ Izzy asked, you shake your head. “Raphael wanted me to leave.” you said, you were lying on your stomach on your bed. While Izzy had sat down beside you, eating the ice cream she brought for you.“Dumort?” she asked, you shook your head. “New York.” you said, “Oh. But, you can’t Valenti-” “I know Izzy,” you snapped. “ughh He doesn’t understand the shadowhunter duty,”you said, you throw your pillow to the other side of the room. While you hide your face in your matress. Your phone buzzed. “Don’t read it.” she said, “But what if it isn’t him?” you ask. She picked up the phone, and looked at the text. “It isn’t him, it’s Aline.” she said, Alec walked into your room. “Jace, and I are going hunting you coming with us.” He asked, Izzy was already starting her sentence with no. But i cut her off. “Yeah sure. Where?”you ask. “Some kids bar mitzwa.” he answered. You stood up, and but on your dress gear. It was a loose black dress with black fishnet tights, and black boot heels, and a dark green military jacket. It didn’t matched with your bright blue hair. Izzy came in a tight silver dress. You had inside pockets where you kept your witchlight, stele , and red lipstick. You had two seraph strapped on your back.  “ready?” Jace asked,

You scanned the room, only people dancing. You saw an old couple dancing. When you smiled. You felt someone pull your arm. It had black eyes. “Bye.” you said, while you stabbed it with your seraph blade, and it turned to dust. You turn around nobody nobody saw. A man walked over to you. “(y/n)” He whispered. “What you want?” you ask. He took you dancing. “querido, I want to apologize. “ he said, You straighten your back. He was still so much taller than you. “You were right. You are a shadowhunter, and this is a shadowhunter war.”he said, “But you aren’t going to give vampire help?” you ask. He shook his head. He kissed your hand. “ Team free will, if they want they will.“ he said, while he spinned you around. "What about you?” you ask, he smiled softly. “I guess, I will have to go where ever you go so you won’t mess things up.” he said confident. “I’ll probably die in the process.” he said, “Shut up, you won’t.” you said, and you grabbed his jacket and kissed him.“Promise me, you won’t die.” he said, you shook your head. “I can’t promise that.” you whispered. “Promise me.” he said again. You nod, even though you both knew it was a lie. “I need to work.” you said, he shook his head, and kissed you again.

Originally posted by couplenotes

Wedding Dance1

A/N:  It’s been a while since we wrote something together, but we hope you enjoy this.  We think it’s going to be about 5 parts long.  This part is all Harry fluff.  Enjoy!

It’s already dark outside, but the chilly summer breeze feels comfortable. It had been a warm day, not hot like the days in late August usually are – a perfect day for a wedding. I want such a glorious day for my own wedding. The sun shone high in the sky during the day, and now the stars and the moon are twinkling with fairy lights.

I’m sitting in my chair, my place card in front of me in case I forget my name. Giggling at my own joke, I play with the white card which tells me my name in raised gold letters. My other hand rests on the stem of my wine glass. It’s nearly midnight. I promised myself I could leave at midnight, go upstairs to my room and sleep, falling onto the bed while still in my dress without removing make up. Who cares? I am alone here, so nobody will see me in the morning. My plan is to leave early tomorrow, so maybe I will be able to escape the parents of the bride. I crave my flat, a warm bath with a glass of wine, and listening to my favourite records. Yes, my flat is tiny, so I can hear the record player in my bathroom. Though my cozy home is small I could never relinquish the luxury of a bathtub. I sigh yearningly as I think of my empty flat.

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Oh, these two. They make me happy.  Yesterday was a rough day, and sometimes when you’ve had a rough day, you want something simple and something that makes you feel nostalgic.  So, we went to Ross’s for dinner–it’s like this little country diner with live country music that’s been around FOREVER and now really doesn’t necessarily “fit” in our city anymore (except that it does, because everything at least kind-of fits in Austin and that’s what I love about it). Ross’s reminds me of my childhood and sometimes a big plate of fried catfish, fried okra, and mashed potatoes and gravy eaten amid a bunch of senior citizens is just what the doctor ordered (or…would never order, but whatever).  We brought our Uno game to play, ate greasy food, and watched old married couples dance. I’m a tiny bit embarrassed that it made me a little teary-eyed, but it also made me so, so happy.  This is the same kind of nostalgia I get when I drive the back roads to my parents’ house with the windows down–that’s one of the other few times I listen to country music.  I have a fantastic life.  And, I have to be grateful for the rough days because they never let me forget how fortunate I am for all of the good ones.

It’s been a while since I mentioned the ex.  I honestly don’t think of him all that often.  But, for those of you newer to this space; here’s the short version.  My sister committed suicide when I was younger and it derailed our family for a bit, and it definitely derailed me–my self-confidence already wasn’t that awesome because I was an awkward teenager.  I made some poor choices and I ended up marrying my ex-husband at 18 because at the time I believed that I had to work so hard to be loved because that’s how I knew it was “real.” And, if anyone can make a person feel like they have to work like a dog for any scrap of kindness, it’s that man.  We were married for about two and a half years.  Conner was just a baby when I left.  I don’t know when I would’ve found the strength to leave for myself, but I realized that this was NOT the definition of manhood I wanted set for my son.  The husband and I started dating when Conner was close to two years old and have been together ever since.  He is absolutely the definition of manhood that I’m proud my son sees everyday.

arodasi123  asked:

A concept: Yuuri and Viktor slow dancing, whenever they're alone as an old, married couple. Even without music 🎶 Opinions/thoughts? Idk, I couldn't get it out of my head, so I decided to consult my Senpai, Braveten/Maddie. Love your work! Thanks so much for taking the time to read this ❤️

Oh my gosh yes!!!! (And tysm <3 <3)

They’re retired and living in Saint Petersburg, and they take long walks to the park and everybody in their apartment building knows & loves them. They’re both still very fit for their ages, albeit a few joint problems.

In the park, there’s a young street artist playing the violin and Victor takes Yuuri’s hands, swaying them gently back and forth. Yuuri starts laughing because Victor manages to surprise him even now, as he always has, and dances with him, no longer drowned by anxious thoughts or reservations. Now, he’s just happy and in love, and that’s all that matters.

A few people gather to watch as they dance – the movements are rehearsed, surprisingly tactile for men of their age. Yuuri dips Victor and he laughs, leaning forward to kiss him and cupping his cheek. Long after the music has stopped, they’re still dancing, even as the sun falls, they’re still dancing.

“It feels like our wedding again,” Yuuri tells him, and Victor’s heart clenches as he nods, tears stinging at his eyes at the memory of their first slow dance, Yuuri’s head on his shoulder and hand on his hip.

“I’m so glad I met you,” Victor responds, and he touches the ring on Yuuri’s finger, the ring that still fits.

Yuuri laughs at that, and when he reaches up his hand to swipe at his cheeks Victor realizes that he’s crying, too. “And I’m glad that I met you. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”

Fine Frenzy - Chapter 2

Fine Frenzy Masterlist

Warnings: Smut & everything that goes with it

Originally posted by it-is-just-the-begining

She woke up to the sound of somebody slammed the door shut, causing her almost fell off from the bed. Her head fell back on the soft pillow while a quiet growl left her mouth. “I’ll never drink again.” – She muttered to herself, but a light voice answered back.

“For like, what? Two weeks?”

Marlene raised her head up, seeing the smirking redhead standing near to her, leaning against the doorpost of the bathroom. “Maybe three.” – She said with a hoarse voice, clearing her throat. Lily shook her head and walked to the small table next to the door, grabbing a goblet and conjured some water, giving to her friend. She sat up and quickly drank all of it; the cold drink settled her stomach a bit immediately. – “Thanks.” – She breathed out, falling back on the sheets. – “Can you make some potion for this?”

Lily frowned. “Well, there’s something for hangover, but it looks really complicated… and I don’t want to poison you.”

Marlene let out a crying sound and buried her face back into the pillow. “Just do it. It’d be better.”

Lily laughed and jumped down to the bed, lying next to her friend. “Now come on, tell me what happened yesterday.”

She told her about the date with the seventh year Ravenclaw guy who couldn’t stop talking about himself, and in the end of the night was really offended, when she didn’t let him to kiss and touch her. After she finished but before Lily could’ve started to scold the guy – as she always did – Marlene quickly added. – “And I get drunk with Sirius. He was also in the common room, had a hard time with sleeping.”

“Why?”

Marlene smiled smugly. “Well, I think he had to hear something like “Oh, James, yes, right there…” – her moans changed into a laugh after Lily hit her with a pillow.

“Shut up.” – Her cheeks were flushed. – “I think we forget about the silencing charms.”

“Don’t worry. Sirius left and he said Remus and Peter can sleep really deep.”

But she still saw the embarrassment on her face as she let out a tired sigh, though Marlene found the situation really funny. They fell silence for a minute, before Lily carefully turned back at her. “So… you and Sirius…”

“Absolutely not.” – She cut her off. – “I’m not an idiot.”

Lily let out a long, relieved breath. – “I was scared. I mean, I love you both, but you know him and… I don’t think you’d need another heartbreak.”

“As I said, I’m not an idiot. We’re just friends.”

“Alright then.” – The redhead girl smiled and jumped up from the bed. – “Get up, have a shower and eat something. Gryffindor – Hufflepuff game starts in an hour.”

Marlene growled again. She completely forget about the match, and now wasn’t sure her throbbing head would bear it without exploding in the loud quidditch pitch.

But she crawled out from the bed and took a nearly cold shower, washed her hair, and felt herself a lot more fresh a half an hour later. She put on a Gryffindor-quidditch sweater with a short, black skirt before she walked down to the Great Hall alone, since everyone else had already left.

Half of the place was decorated in red and golden colours, and her house table was already loud and crowded. It was the last game of the season – and also James’ last chance to win the cup again. He was clearly nervous and excited at the same time.

“How’s your head, Marls?” – Her gaze met with Sirius’, and suddenly, she felt herself smaller than ever. I talked about my fears and feelings with this boy. She gulped and smirked, sitting down in front of him.

“Wonderful, really. But I might skip that another bottle today, if you don’t mind.”

Good idea, his own pounding head screamed to Sirius, but other words left his grinning lips. “Oh, don’t be such a pussy.”

She cocked an eyebrow at him while poured some coffee in a cup, but Peter next to her spoke up. “He’s right! This is our last game, we have to celebrate.”

“See?” – Sirius grinned even more.

Marlene rolled her eyes and tried to eat a toast, which finally calmed her angry, burning stomach down. The headache remained with her, no matter what she had done.

Fortunately, the match didn’t take long as the Gryffindor seeker caught the snitch in the first twenty minutes, earning a win and the house cup as well. The common room was extremely loud and smelled with the mix of every alcohol they could buy at The Three Broomsticks after fifteen minutes. She sat in a comfy armchair at the corner, thinking about what she’d give for a quiet, empty room, when Sirius suddenly appeared with weary face, collapsing in a seat next to her.

Marlene looked at him with raised eyebrows, mimicking his words from earlier. “Oh, don’t be such a pussy, Black.”

He turned his head towards her. “That’s your fault, McKinnon.” – He said with a sulky voice. – “I wanted to have some fun in our last Hogwarts party.”

She rolled her eyes. “By “fun” you mean that blonde over there? I see you can’t take your eyes off his arse.”

He tilted his head on the left side with a half smirk. “Even you couldn’t say no for an ass like that.”

“That’s probably true.” – She shrugged, making Sirius laugh. He slipped closer with his chair and rested his head on her shoulder, closing his eyes with a growl.

Lily tried to pull up her several times to make her dance, but she didn’t move. “I think we look like an old married couple here who can’t have fun.”

He said nothing but chuckled, his head stayed on her shoulder. It was long past midnight when the common room finally emptied – thank to McGonagall, who had to come in three times to send the students to sleep. Marlene and Sirius also went toward their dorms, but the boy stopped when he saw Lily and James hurrying up together. “Oh, come on.” – He growled, head tilted back. – “I think I just sleep in the couch, then.”

Marlene giggled. “You can go. I don’t think she’d forget about the silencing spells ever again.”

“Not going to risk it.” – He mumbled and collapsed on the comfiest couch.

She stood between him and staircase awkwardly. A sudden feeling made her to want to stay, but she wasn’t quite sure she should. She made a half step towards nowhere, when Sirius spoke up. “Will you stay?”

Her heart gave a happy jolt, but shrugged. “Okay.”

Thanks for the lack of sleep from yesterday, both of them fell asleep quickly in the warm common room. The couch was big enough for the both of them, but still, when Marlene opened her eyes up several hours later, their bodies were pressed together tightly.

It was still dark, and she had no idea how much she slept, but her headache finally vanished. It was the first things she noticed, as it was like a heavenly gift. Right after that, she noticed something else – Sirius’ boner against her from behind and his hand on her hip. He lied still, and Marlene had no idea if he was sleeping or not.

She didn’t know what to do. Maybe she should get up and leave, but she couldn’t bring herself to stand up. On the other hand, another part of her had a really hard time to prevent herself from make a move with her lower half, and she gave up after a half minute. She softly rubbed herself against him once, but he was still motionless. He was probably asleep.

But Marlene craved for more; any bit of friction to get some relief from her own, growing, tingling sensation between her legs. She grind herself against his lap again, harder this time.

And he thrusted back.

Her lips parted and she felt her heart beating in her ears. She didn’t dare to move, no matter how badly she wanted, but Sirius thrusted again; his hand slipped lower to her belly.

She started to make small, but constant circles with her hips, but a low growl from Sirius make her more eager. She felt her body burning with desire. Reaching back, she tried to unbuckle his belt, but it was hard from that position so he helped her, and she slipped her hand into his boxer in the moment she heard the satisfying clack sound of the clasp. She moved her hand up and down slowly but firmly, while he attached her lips to the soft skin on her neck, covering with open-mouthed, wet kisses. I didn’t take long before his hand moved lower and rolled up her skirt, touching her through her damp knickers. She could practically feel him smirking, as he noticed she was already so wet for him. He gently rubbed her with her underwear still on, but Marlene was too impatient and aroused for his little games. She quickly draw off her panties; not completely, just to give enough space for him. She grabbed his hand, placing where she wanted it to be.

Sirius wanted to say something sarcastic; he wanted so badly, but her confidence made him completely lose his mind. He growled into her ear again, rubbing long, soft circles between her wet folds while her small palms find her way back to his cock. Tiny gasps left her mouth several times, but when Sirius slipped two fingers inside her, she couldn’t help but let out a loud moan. It went on for another minute, and though he really, really enjoyed it, he needed to stop her. “Try to keep her voice down, doll. They’re going to hear us.”

Marlene just chocked back another moan and bit her lip, before she opened her mouth in the next moment. “Inside me. Now, please. Please.”

She didn’t need to ask twice. Sirius grabbed her hip again, pushing himself inside her slowly, and Marlene had to bit the back of her hand to hide another moan. He gave her some time to adjust, making only slow and long moves before he picked up his pace. She couldn’t stop grinding herself against him too, making the friction even stronger as they slammed together. His hand wandered up under her sweater, stroking and massaging her soft breasts. They weren’t big, but he couldn’t stop thinking about how perfectly they’re fit in his hand.

“Faster.” – She whined, though the position didn’t really let them to do it any faster. Sirius was afraid if they’d change positon he’ll come right away, but he wanted to give her what she wanted. He pulled out, made her to turn on her back and crawled on top of her fast, but stopped suddenly as they could finally look into each other’s eyes. It lasted one, long second, gazing into her desire filled eyes before he entered into her again, and he knew he was right and won’t last long. Because she was so hot and wet and tight, and moaned so sweetly into is ear – he didn’t even tried to make her keep her voice down anymore.

His body stiffened above Marlene with the last growl with his orgasm before he collapsed on top of her. It took him a long minute to collect himself and look up at the girl, her eyes closed. “Did you not… I mean…”

“No.” – She said, but her lips hovered into a satisfied smile. “But it was still amazing.”

He smiled back, but his hand wandered down on her.

Marlene shivered as his fingers brushed against her still wet folds again. She closed her eyes when he thrusted two of them inside her, pulling them in and out, in and out; she was long forget about he said she should shut her mouth. “Oh, Sirius.”

He dropped his head on the crook of her neck. “I love when you moan my name.”

She softly giggled between two moans, while started to loses control over her own body, moving it upwards for more pressure. He gave it to her, pressing his thumb against her clit, rubbing circles which quickly made her shuddering and shaking beneath him. She cried out one last time, arching her back before she let herself go completely.

Sirius lied down next to her, an arm still around her waist. “You’re really loud, Marls.”

Her eyes fluttered open and murmured a low “Sorry” under her breath. She was always insecure about she can’t control her voice.

“What on earth for? I loved it.”

As their body started to cool down, both of them came to realize how stupid was that they’ve done – both of them for quite the same reason.

Marlene was the first who stood up, pulled up her underwear and adjusted her skirt whilst started to speak. “Well I uh… I just go… to my room.” – She cleared her throat. – “It wouldn’t be good for anyone to find us like this here.”

Sirius sat up. “Yeah, you’re right.” – He ran his fingers through his hair while Marlene turned around, slowly walking towards the staircase. Before she could’ve reached it, he called after her. – “We’re going to talk about this, aren’t we?”

Marlene bit her lip before she turned back to face him with a tiny smile. “Sure. Tomorrow.”

Sirius nodded and waited her to leave before he let out a deep, weary sigh.

Friendly (lovely) reminder

Just Imagine Tale as Old as Time playing while Feyre and Rhysand dance at Starfall