Not Meant for Me

Pandora's Pov:
I wait outside the portrait hole for Montague; me waiting on a guy, it should be the other way around. I thought to myself as I tapped my foot impatiently. "Sorry I’m late." He whispers in my ear.

"Oh really?" I turned and he was standing right there, in a tee-shirt and black baggy jeans. His hair wet and sloppy with little strands dangling over his eyes.

"You bet." He leans into me and claims my lips, I pull back.

"Not here." I whisper, teasing him. I turn away from him and walk up through the dungeon with him at my toes.

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere private."

"Not my dorm?"

"Hell no, are you stupid?" I snarl as I speed up.

"Prefect bathroom?" He asks as we walk along an empty corridor.

"We could get caught in there." I say turning to look at him, he was looking rather good.

"Like you'd mind," His hand found its way to my ass, "Come on, an emptied classroom." He whispers into my ear,

"Nope." I state, removing his hand. I’m the tease, not the teased. "I have a place where no one will interrupt us." I told him, as I hurry my pace. He was looking more irresistible by the minute.

"Here?" He asked as I closed the door, "Yeah, no one comes in here. Some girl died in here, she haunts it." I reply coming up behind him, whispering the last part on his neck.

"Don't think she'll mind?" He turned and without resistance I placed my lips upon his.

"Not at all." I say, breaking then reapplying the kiss. My arms tie around his neck as the kiss grows fiercer. His tongue dances along my bottom lip and I gladly let him. His tongue doesn’t miss a spot in my mouth, nor did my tongue miss a spot in his mouth. I pulled away for a second, pulling my wand out. "I’m not risking being heard, Silenco." I pointed my wand at him, then myself, "Silenco." I let my wand fall to the floor with a small thud and then backed away from him while smiling wickedly.

I slowly pull my shirt up, letting my stomach show. He watches intently, my turn to tease. He walks forward, I remain where I stand. I pull my shirt off completely, leaving me in a deep green silk bra. He licks his bottom lip, placing his hands upon my sides and running them up. I place my hands under his shirt and run my fingers all around. Letting my nails make little marks, I then pull his shirt off completely-revealing a nicely toned stomach.

A smirk plays on my lips as I continue running my fingers all over his chest.

"Come on." He mouths; I raise a finger, shaking it in front of his face-telling him not yet. I love teasing, guys are animals. No creativity, just give into their sexual urges within a snap of a second. His hands glide behind me, fingers tracing circles on my back, I lean into him. My lips pressing into his shoulder as his tongue glides on the crease of my neck. A little moan escapes my lips but he doesn’t know it.

I sink my teeth into his shoulder, sucking the wound I begin creating. Two of his fingers undo my bra and then I push him back and he stumbles. I nod and a wicked little smile paints itself on my lips. I walk over to him and get down on my knees. Taking a hand and once more running it up his stomach; he looks down at me surprised.

My hand travels downward, unbuttoning, unzipping his jeans. With both hands pushing them off and making them fall to his ankles. He stands in front of me, above me, in black boxers. I run my other hand from the floor up-up his thigh. I notice him bite his lower lip. The same hand works up into his boxers; I pull on his member that’s growing, stroking it. He takes an intake of breath. My smile grows wider, my thumb makes little circles upon his member, and I caress him sweetly. I take my hand back, and stand on my feet.

Getting a nice look at his member I smirk, size wasn’t bad. Montague shakes his head and grabs me. Grabs me roughly and forcefully, pulling me into him. My bra straps fall past my shoulders; I look down then back up at him, pulling myself away once more. I throw off my bra; rub my hands across my breasts and down my stomach. My fingers play across the hem of my jeans. The look in his eyes is enjoyable, I’m driving him crazy. I twirl a small twirl in front of him before I unbutton the button, another twirl before unzipping the zipper. He steps up, shaking his feet out of his jeans and boxers, now standing in front of me completely naked.

His hands play along the loose jean that’s around my waist. He pushes them away; they fall down to my ankles. This causes him to smirk, his fingers dance along my area, he pushes a finger inside me and it takes me by surprise. I let out a moan, gladly it wasn’t heard. He pushes a second finger to join the first, pushing in and out faster and farther. My hands clench to his shoulders and my nails digs in slightly. He’s teasing me, so not cool.

His breath is on my neck, its warm and normal, my breath is sharp. I grab his hand, pulling him out of me; I wrap a leg around his waist, pulling him in close. He adjusts for a second, entering me full on a second later. If it could have been heard, my squeal would have filled the room and recoiled. One hand was on my back, his other grasping my ass. My fingers reconnect behind his neck and his hands lift me. Both of my legs wrap around his waist, increasing the pleasurable thrusts. In and out, faster and harder, every minute gaining speed or roughness. My hips move with him naturally, our bodies could have looked jointed because we are so close.

I open my mouth and in my mind I screamed. Sweat forms on my face, on my body, as it does on his. I close my eyes letting the feeling of him, of this, wash through me completely. My finger nails dig into the palms of my closed fists, they go deadened and trickles of blood fall upon his sweaty back. He tightens his grip on my hips, I fell his lips part on my neck, he must have moaned. A sweet feeling occurred within my stomach. A feeling I haven’t felt in quite sometime. My hands tightened, cutting off my own circulation, his hands tighten, causing a pinching feeling upon my hips. I press my mouth into his shoulder as my back arches and as he releases into me, I release onto him and a moment later we fall to the floor. He is on top of me, still fully inside me, we're both panting for air. His head rests in the crook of my neck; my hands are above my head, spread and whitened.

My eye lids flicker open; the room is darkened but not pitched black. I sit up, feeling myself still completely naked. Fuck, he left me here. I thought to myself, scurrying on my knees, feeling for my wand. Finding it, 'Lumos' I tried to mutter but nothing came out. Damn silencing charm, Lumos....lumos...lumos. I screamed over and over in my head, a bright light shot from my wand. I blink at the sudden brightness but get over it quickly. I grab my clothes and pull them on. I run out of the bathroom and into empty corridors. Wonder what time it is? I make my way to the dungeons, skipping the Great Hall. I climb in through the portrait hole, the common room was full of fifth, sixth and seventh years. A few notice me but went back to their conversations. I make my way in, hoping to be unnoticed as I make my way to the dormitory stairs.

"Pandora! There you are! Where the bloody hell has you been?" I stopped, biting my lower lip, turning to see Affinity. "Well?" She asks irritably. I just shake my head and dart towards and up the stairs. Once in I collapse on my bed. Montague is a dead man. I thought to myself as I pulled the covers around me.