Greyson and Katie's Love Nest

[Katie Bell]

*Is lifted into Greyson's arms, twisting with impatience and anticipation. She lets her head fall back, and groans as he carries her down the hallway, because a jealous Death Eater ex-girlfriend is the last thing on her mind.*

*Memories of her first night at the flat come rushing back, and she realizes that even now, she wouldn't go back to change any of it. Even if Greyson himself were to hand her a time-turner, she wouldn't be able to change what's happened between her and the wizard.*

*She licks her lips, and smiles sadly.*

You're drunk.

*Silently adds.*

_{And you probably won't remember any of this later.}

*She slides her hands over his warm skin, shivering as she feels the strong muscles underneath.*

[Greyson Ollivander]

*Chuckles lightly as they enter the bedroom. Yes, he is drunk, and it really doesn't seem to bother her all that much. Her hands sliding over his skin causes him to shiver, and want more.*

Mhmm... A bit, but that doesn't change how much I want you.

*Nuzzles her neck one last time before moving swiftly for a drunk, and lays her gently on the bed. He straightens himself out, gazing down upon her hungrily, praying, again, that this is really happening. Katie is really laying there, giving him a look that makes his knees weak. Without taking his eyes from hers, Greyson unbuttons his jeans, yanks them off, and tosses them out of his way.*

*Without hesitation, he climbs onto the bed, reaching a hand out to brush his fingers lightly along her curves. Licking his lips a soft moan slips out as the soft warmth of her skin ignites his wildly pumping blood.*

[Katie Bell]

Thank Merlin-

*Whimpers as she's set down on the bed, reaching for him as he steps away. She freezes though, in distraction, the second his hands move to the front of his jeans. Her eyes flick between his eyes and his jeans, until only his eyes are left.*

-Greyson...

*Has no time to even blink, before he's in the bed, and suddenly all around her. Gasps, arching in response to his drunken exploration of her form. Hoping the whiskey has slowed his reactions slightly, she barely manages to squirm out from under him before sliding off the bed. Copying his earlier actions- probably a bit more smoothly, as she's not under the influence of whiskey- she slips out of her jeans.*

I- I still...want you.

*Whispers, crawling onto the bed, back over to the wizard. He's completely taken over all of her, whether he's aware of it or not.*

[Greyson Ollivander]

*Watches as she steps out of her jeans, and a low growl rumbles in his chest as his licks his lips. Katie definitely brings out the wild side in this wizard, his thirst for her never quenched.*

*Moves to meet her in the middle, her crawl too slow for his current patience level. Katie's hold on Greyson is equal to the gravitational pull of the sun on the entire solar system, he's helpless against her. Somewhere in the back of his whiskey sodden memory, he remembers she left, and this probably isn't a good idea, but then again, he isn't really sure this is happening anyway, so why not go all out.*

*Reaches out for her as he moves to lay back to sink into the soft bed. He isn't able to take his eyes away from any part of her at all, while his fingers remember how soft and warm her skin is. Even if Greyson wasn't drunk, and he understood that she wasn't going to stay, he would still be here, and he mutters.*

Wild Hippogriffs couldn't tear me away.

[Katie Bell]

*Is pulled ontop of the wizard as he moves to lay on his back. Her breath catches, from both his continued exploration and the situation in general. She honestly didn't think she'd find herself back in his arms or in their flat again, especially not like this. However, drunken or not, Greyson is possibly her greatest weakness.*

*She shifts, feeling the sheets slide under her skin as she tosses her head back. His muttered words make her smile, reassuring her that she's definately not the only one who's caught in the moment. Running her hands up, over his chest, she looks down at him and murmers in response.*

I'd hate t- to see them try.

[Greyson Ollivander]

*Eyes roll into the back of his head from the sensation of her fingers, a moan as she shifts about against him. His thoughts flood to how much she's teased and tormented him as she moves, and how much he enjoys it.*

*Chuckles in response, lifting his eyelids open, and licks his lips as he catches sight of her expression. It's enough to send his blood boiling, and his hands land on her hips, shifting her about once.*

[Katie Bell]

*Her mouth falls open, eyes closing at the feel of his hands on her hips, guiding her movements. She takes a few deep breaths, wanting to hold onto this moment forever; her and Greyson, together again without worrying about anything but each other.*

Greyson-

*A part of her heart breaks as she says his name, but it's still pounding madly as blood races through her veins. Her voice is barely cracking as she breathes out.*

-Greyson-[/i]

*Opens her eyes, forcing herself to keep them locked with the wizard's eyes, and not glance away from their burning intensity.*

-I love you.

[Greyson Ollivander]

*Bites hard on his lips while watching her intently, every sense sent into overdrive in reaction to the witch. The way she says his name sends his head swimming, and he replies by sitting up, guiding her closer to him, brushing his lips along her jaw.*

I'm lost without you.

*His words are from his remembering heart, though his memory will catch up later, and he lies back again, pulling her down with him, bringing their lips together again.*

[Katie Bell]

*Her chipped heart is about to burst, hearing his words. She follows him down without thinking, and kisses him so fiercely in response that her lips will most likely be bruised afterwards. Pulling back, only a breath away, she whispers.*

I'm nothing-

*Briefly presses a light kiss on the corner of his lips.*

-without you.

*Closes her eyes, lips moving back to his as she pours all of who she was, is, and ever will be into the kiss. She can't taste any whiskey on his lips now, but knows it's still rushing through the wizard as she shifts again.*

*Finally letting everything fly away for the time being, Katie focuses on the wizard underneath her completely, sooner or later losing a bit of her heart as well.*

;D

[Greyson Ollivander]

~A most considerable amount of time later~

*Hot, sweaty, thirsty, gasping for air, and positively the happiest wizard on the planet right now, Greyson shivers as he lay back on his side, hooking an arm around Katie's little body.*

*Snuggles up all comfortable, and cozy against her warmth, nuzzling into her neck, inhaling the scent of her skin.*

I love you. I can't live without you.

*Licks his lips, yawning a bit.*

[Katie Bell]

*Katie's chest rises and falls with each shallow breath, and she fights back a soft groan as Greyson's arm pulls her close to him. He snuggles against her still sweaty skin, the warmth between them comfortable enough that she closes her eyes and sighs contentedly.*

*She inwardly winces at his words, reaching up to cling to his arm without thinking.*

I love you too-

*Silently adds, once again torn between staying or leaving, like she originally planned on doing.*

_{-and I always will, Greyson Ollivander.}

[Greyson Ollivander]

*Grins, feeling warm as her words take hold of him, and he yawns again. The whiskey, Katie, and the stress of being without her have taken their toll on the wizard, and he sighs tiredly.*

*He mumbles something incoherently, breathing begins to slow and deepen, and his hold on Katie loosens, sleep finally envelopes Greyson in her waiting arms.*

[Katie Bell]

*Silently, she lies still as he falls asleep, soaking up as much as the moment as she can before it's gone.*

*Moments later, Katie squeezes her eyes shut tightly, fighting back the tears she can feel coming a Quidditch Pitch away. Taking a few calming breaths, she rolls over to her side, propping herself up on one elbow and looks down at Greyson's sleeping face. This is when she's supposed to follow him, give into the sweet dreams and peaceful sleep, but she doesn't. Brokenly, as she reaches out to trace the side of his jaw with a feather light touch, she whispers.*

_{I'm so, terribly sorry, love. This- it- we shouldn't have done this, but I can't seem to stay away from you...I miss you, I really do, and you mean more to me than anything in the world. Anything.}

*Her breath catches, and she slides one finger over his lips, only close enough to barely touch.*

_{I- I hope you can forgive me, but I'll understand if you don't. Merlin, I miss you so much.}

*Moves her hand back to the side of his face, placing it softly on his cheek. She stretches, bringing her lips as close to his as her finger was only a second ago. Her eyes close, and her whispers are so soft that she's barely even making a sound.*

_{I just want you to be safe, darling, because I don't know what I'd do if you were ever hurt. I'm not strong enough, unlike you. You're my everything, I don't- I- I can't lose you.}

*Blinks back the tears that have already over flown, knowing that, with her luck, kissing him would probably wake him up. After one painfully long moment, she manages to pull herself away from his warm frame carefully slow. With one last look at the sleeping wizard, Katie mechanically snatches her clothes from around the room, pulling them on as she wanders into the sitting room for her top.*

*After she's dressed, she slips out the front door quietly, Disapparating with a loud crack.*

[Greyson Ollivander]

*Rolls over onto his side, dreaming about his wonderful Katie, cuddling a pillow tight against his chest. The realization that he isn't actually holding his beloved sinks into his conscious as he sleeps, and he becomes aware that he is only dreaming. The feeling of overwhelming emptiness wakes him, and he opens his eyes to stare sadly up at the empty ceiling. His dream was so vivid, it seemed so real, he actually thought he was kissing and holding Katie once again.*

*Groans in agony as he lay there, sinking back into the depression that is now a constant since Katie moved out. The oncoming tears burn his barely open eyes, as his chest and throat begin to tighten. He isn't strong enough to push away the tsunami of darkness coming to wash over him when it suddenly dawns on him that he shouldn't be here.*

How in the fairy lights did I get here?

*Pushes himself into a sitting position, and glances about the bedroom, trying to recall the previous night's events. He knows that he isn't wearing a stitch of clothing, and that only adds more questions to the long list of very vague memories. He was so drunk the night before every memory he has takes on a dreamlike quality, adding on the feeling that something is amiss. Nothing, but Katie Bell would have brought Greyson back to this flat, though he has the feeling that someone in fact did get him here. He's been around the block enough to know when he's entertained a witch the night before, even if they aren't there in the morning.*

*With that knowledge he leaps from the bed as if it were on fire, and spins around the bedroom, looking frantic, grabbing up his boxers, and finding his jeans thrown over into a corner of the room. As he dresses he begins to mumble an assault of cuss words on himself, questioning what he has done, and a whisper of an image flashes in his memory. He can plainly see the vision of a witch, a brunette, very attractive, but, this vision isn't Katie, and Greyson is sent into panic mode.*

Aww...F&*^! S%$#, S%$#, S%$#! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!

*Shakes his head in horror with himself, running from the bedroom, nearly ripping the hair from his head. Two things have happened that he is certain of, one, he has sex last night, and two, he's certain it wasn't with Katie. This revelation not only horrifies the wizard, but he also is physically ill with the thought he could do something like that, even with how drunk he was, he never thought he could even think of a witch, other than Katie, in such a manner, because after he met Katie Bell, not even a Veela could hold any power over him, he only saw Katie, and nothing else.*

*Enters the sitting room, and stops dead in his tracks, heart sinking even further into the pit of his stomach. His eyes have landed on the rest of his clothing from the night before, strewn about, looking as though they were ripped off in haste.*

No- Greys- Katie- OH MERLIN! Katie, oh Katie.

I'm so sorry... so sorry... so sorry.

*Drops to his knees, the same pain he felt the night Katie told him she was moving out, rips again through his chest, this time taking all of the air in the room with it.*

Katie, Katie, Katie, Katie, Oh Katie, you were right to leave me. I- I- I don't d-d-deserve you.

*The tears he has managed to hold back somehow are now spilling freely, and he crawls toward his clothing, finding buttons scattered about on the way. With each button he finds he feels another nail being hammered into his coffin. Even if there was a way for him to get Katie back, it's gone now. She's sure to be gone forever now.*

*In his frenzy of mixed emotions he's managed to gather up the clothing, find the strength to rise to his feet, and summon a fresh outfit of warm clothing. He can never come back here now, no matter the circumstances, he has committed blasphemy as far as he's concerned, and is banishing himself from here rightfully so. Sleeping with a witch, other than Katie, should be punishable by death in his opinion. Lost in these dark thoughts, he dresses himself, and vanishes the offending clothing somewhere, hopefully never to be seen again.*

Never drinking again... Shouldn't even be breathing after what I've done.

*Inwardly cursing himself, and wishing for the most painful of things to happen him, he angrily Disapparates from the flat, going anywhere but here, hoping he can find his tent.*

[Greyson Ollivander]

*Apparates both himself and Katie into their toasty warm flat from Hogsmeade.*

*The second he appears in the middle of the sitting room, Greyson has dropped his bag of candy, and is moving his hand from Katie's to around her waist.*

Welcome home, love.

*Pulls her close, brushing his lips to hers. He knows if he doesn't go in for the sneak attack, Katie might put up a bit of a fight. Of course he loves the way she teases him, but he just wants a quick little taste before heading out again.*