ᑭᖇEᖴEᑕT'ֆ ᑭOIֆOᑎ (Jace x Digi)

[Bunny]

Excited didn't even begin to cover it. Hogwarts. Fifteen long years before she could enroll. Arabella felt like she had been waiting since before she was born to join the wonder that was Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It had only gotten worse when Layton had gone away when he had turned sixteen and she had been eleven. Before that, he had been her whole world. Why wouldn't he be? Courageous, doting and everything in her eyes that she wanted in her eventual husband. If that nameless man somewhere in her future was even half of Layton... Then her life would be perfect. Even at a young age Arabella had known finding the whole package in another was a pipe dream. There would never be another. But now! Now she was going to the same place that he disappeared to for months and months at a time.

The train ride had been a bit lonely. Arabella had hoped to sit with Layton, but as a Prefect he had been in another carriage. She'd seen him once as he'd patrolled but that had been about it. Instead she had set with other first years, feeling shy and out of place. It wasn't that people hadn't talked to her, for despite her innate shyness, Arabella was... Golden. Literally. From the burnished gold of her silky locks to the molten gold of her eyes. She looked like an angel with her golden completion and pale skin. It drew people, mostly boys to come talk to her. The attention was new to her, but something that had brought blush to her pale cheeks and drawn forth the sweetness of her laugh.

When the announcement came that they would be arriving soon, Arabella had changed into a simple black pleated skirt with a white dress shirt and thigh high socks and black robe. Without being sorted, all first years looked like she did. That would be soon enough, though Arabella knew which house she wished to be in. Slytherin. The same as Layton. While she was soft spoken, there was little doubt that she would make it in. There was a drive and ambition that was in her core and no one who knew her would deny the cunning of her mind. There was a trick after all into manipulating those around you without their knowing. Even Layton had fallen prey to his baby sister's cunning. Though, at times she was unsure if it was just him indulging her.

"First years! This way!" She could hear the booming voice calling through the gathering darkness as they began to disembark from the train. Following the others to gather before a mountain of a man. She knew without asking that this was Hagrid. She'd heard about him from Layton and she couldn't wait for her first class with him. There were a few classes she was looking forward to actually. Potions, charms, herbology and transfiguration to name a few. Cold air nipped at her bare skin and she huddled deeper into her robe as the lot of first years marched off towards the boats. The magic of this experience was a little tarnished, but mostly it was her own doing. She had badgered Layton into telling her about the ceremony and everything before it too. So the boat ride, the sorting itself, were all known. Even with it being a known quantity, butterflies tickled at her stomach, making her feel ever so slightly nauseated.

Inside the castle, it was not much warmer, though the press of other bodies chased the lingering chill away from her skin as they trouped up a flight of stairs and gather, waiting to be called in and sorted. The dull mummering stopped as a wizard approached, his short red hair unruly and his rusty eyes sharp as he took them in. "Settle down" the rumble of his voice was deep, like thunder and the group fell silent. "Welcome to Hogwarts. The sorting will begin here in a moment. There are four houses; Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. You will attend classes with the others of your house, earn points for your house. While here, they will be like your family." Looking towards the door, as if he could hear something they could not a smile curled on his broad face. "They are ready.."

The great hall spread before them as they spilled through the door, gathered before the teachers and a stool with a manky old hat resting upon it. The brim split and a voice began to sing:

Be you short or tall,
Large or small,
I am the hat
That is here to sort you all.
I am here to choose the table
Where you will be sat,
I am the Hogwarts Sorting Hat!

If you are academically able,
Hardworking, wise and smart,
Ravenclaw is where you fit the part.

If you are crafty and sly;
Always willing to reach for the sky:
Slytherin is where your loyalties lie.

If you are friendly, loyal and true;
Hufflepuff is the place for you.

If you are brave
And adventure is what you crave:
Gryffindor is home of such a knave.

So put me on and meet your fate.
Make haste; don't be late.
Take care
And begin this adventure if you dare...

The song came to an end and the hat fell silent, a round of applause went up from the tables behind them. With that Professor Dragonmire began to call names. One by one the first years were sorted into their houses. Cheers, yells and clapping coming from the tables as they were assigned. When Arabella's name was called she smoothed her shirt before making her way to the stool. Sitting on the polished wooden surface she looked out at the tables that spanned the Great Hall. Golden eyes found her brothers and she smiled, the corners of her mouth twining upwards as she heard a voice in her head. It spoke to her of her traits, her values, toying with the idea of other houses before shouting "Slytherin!"

The hat slipped from her locks and she headed toward the table which cheered for her. Moving down the benches she came to stand near Layton, her eyes moving to the girl beside him. She pouted some, wanting to sit beside him. "Hi, Layton, Can I sit with you?" Her small hands locked behind her back. Shifting foot to foot before the girl gave an annoyed sigh and slid down a seat. She knew this to be his little sister, he'd just told her as much. Though she had been busy flirting with him up till that point. Layton was what most girls considered a catch. A good student, handsome and there was something about when those golden eyes were focused on you.. that just made you forget everything else.

The little sister could have him.... for now.

 

[Lady Jace Beleren]

The way that the pleasure seemed to overwhelm Arabella was incredible. She was a bit of a mess, panting and trying so hard to keep still while her hips wiggled so eagerly at the touch of his tongue. Had he been able to read her thoughts, Layton might have even encouraged her to push back against him, to ride his face like the little princess she thought she could be. However, it was time to give her something much more enjoyable to sit upon.

Lined up properly, Layton decided to delay for a few more moments, appreciating the view from behind his sister. Her womanhood was soaked with need, running down her thighs. Had he ever seen a girl so eager for him to be inside of her? The truth was, he had. His experience and skill has brought plenty of others to their knees. But, there had been no challenge to it. Making them beg and squirm had been simple and carried little thrill. Arabella was his sister and essentially wizard royalty, not to mention one of the most arrogant and willful people he had ever met. Yet, with just his tongue, he had brought her to this state, whimpering and moaning for his touch.

He even heard her resistance dying out. As she tried to ask to leave, to be somewhere more special for her first time, he heard lust consume the words in her throat, cutting them to pieces even as she spoke. What came next was far less articulate and much easier to understand. That word again. Please. So desperate and needy as that word escaped from her mouth again and again. It seemed that his little sister ached for release, for a feeling that she could not possibly understand yet. However, that begging once again won her brother over. He would make the aching go away.

"Don't worry, Bella. Your brother knows how to make it all better. Move all you want, now."

With that, he moved his hands to her perfect little ass, sliding them up to her hips and grabbing hold. From his current position, Layton needed little assistance guiding himself into her. Her wetness and heat already felt amazing around the tip of his cock, but it was Layton who now wanted more. So, he pushed forward with his hips, eager to sink into her.

He had expected resistance as he stole the virginity of one of the most respected girls in the wizard world. Instead, there was only a smooth gliding as she eagerly accepted him inside of her soaked little pussy. Not to say that she was not tight. No, Arabella was squeezing him like a vice, nearly painful in the pressure she applied. But, her need for him, his eager foreplay, had made her ready to accept him eagerly. So, he buried himself further and further inside. Every so often, he would slow to a stop, pumping his hips just a bit to keep his cock fully covered in her needy juices. It was not long before he pressed the base of his cock into her folds, feeling her wrapped agonizingly tight around him. His fingers massaged gently at her hips as he fought the urge to ravage this incredible pussy.

"Is the ache going away, Bella? Do you like having your big brother inside you?"

 

[Bunny]

Pleasure was not unknown to Arabella, but she'd only ever known self pleasure and it didn't compare. How could it? Her legs trembled, her stomach quaked and she found it almost impossible to move in some way or another. Yet, she did her best to be a good girl. A novelty to be sure. Bella was used to getting her way, but for Layton, she would do most anything. Even stayed 'still' while he drove every thought from her mind. He even made her beg, something that was unused to coming from the small girl. It didn't even rankle, which was just as novel as her being good.

Bella shivered as she waited. Wait for more, the next sense of pleasure.. anything. Layton took his time, admiring the view that he'd created. The slickness of her thighs in the dim light, covered in her own juices and his saliva. Aroused to the point and so inexperienced that the stimulation so far had her dripping almost literally on the floor. A glistening bead at the edge of her pussy lips, wobbling slightly as gravity pulled on it. She couldn't take it, she just couldn't. Rather than demand, she went with that sweet begging that she'd used before. Needy and lust filled.

Layton answered her, his voice almost a purr and she shivered. Move all she wanted. He'd fix her ache.

She didn't understand, but the moment the tip of him pressed in she gasped, eyes closing as her hands scrambled at the edge of the table, trying to ground herself against this spark. The feeling of his tongue had been magic, the feeling of him pushing into her was heaven. A cry left Arabella and she squirmed along the desk in truth now, her breasts pressing to the surface. She had heard the first time could hurt, but she felt no pain as inch by inch he sunk into her wanting pussy. Filling her, claiming her. When he pulled back, hips rolling to get more of their juices along his shaft Bella moaned, biting her lower lip. "Fuuuuuuuck." The word a low groan as she pushed back against him a little. He felt huge, like he was splitting her on his cock and for a moment Bella couldn't think of a better way to go...

She felt his hips meet her ass and she shivered again. Full so full... and yet after a moment her body gave an ache. It wasn't good enough. Not anymore. More. She needed more. His question was answered with a whimper, part frustration, part need. "It was... but it still aches Layton..." Her head turned and her eyes opened as she looked over her should. Golden eyes met golden eyes and she nodded. "Yeessss... But more! Make it feel better." There was a clear demand and she pulled away a little and then pushed back. Lips parting as she watched him, riding his cock with her little bounce. "How do you feel knowing you took your baby sister's virginity?" Her voice breathy, eyes still watching him as she bounced on his cock gently, the feeling helping, but far from curing her need.

 

[Lady Jace Beleren]

The sounds that were leaking from Bella as she was slowly impaled on his cock were pure magic. Layton could summon items, cast an array of charms and curses, and brew potions that defied logic. None of it could compare to the magic he was performing on Arabella and the things she was giving to him in return. The way she groaned out her curse, of the benign variety, sent a shiver down his spine. Driving a girl to orgasm after orgasm was a particular talent of his, but hearing the words of pleasure in his sister's sweet voice held a different power over him.

This seemed to become doubly so when she turned and locked those beautiful golden eyes with his matching pair. Her demands for more were fierce and it made the already large cock inside of her throb and swell even more. Had she not been so desperate to be full of him, so soaking wet, Layton might have caused her agony. Instead, those eyes held only a sweet pleasure, a hunger that he had made so many others experience. But, this was special. This was his sweet Arabella currently bouncing her perfect little ass against him, rubbing her lower lips around the base of his cock.

Arabella did not beg and behave like this, even when her brother asked. No, this submission was only partly because of their connection as siblings. He was taking her as a woman and she was expressing what she needed. Not from her big brother Layton, but from the cock pleasuring her in ways she had never experienced before. So, he gave her what she wanted.

Layton moved his hands to the curves of her ass, using his thumbs to spread her pussy slightly. Finally, after an eternity of sweet agony and a few seconds of gentle bouncing on his cock, Layton began to pull back. He slid himself out excruciatingly slow, her little bounces continuing the whole time, until she was bouncing her hips on only the tip of his cock. Her question caught him off guard, though, making him pause before taking her in earnest. Layton leaned forward to speak, pressing his chest to her delicate shoulders so that they were face to face.

"It makes me feel incredible. I'm so hard and swollen inside of you that it almost hurts."

That was the final straw. In try to tease her, Layton had pushed himself too far. With only an inch of himself still inside, he throbbed and dripped precum into her pussy. Then, with no warning, his hips pushed forward. Not hard enough to hurt, but with a steady and unstopping force as the shaft of his cock disappeared into those deliciously slick folds. There was a small clap of flesh as he filled her and a deep throaty groan from Layton. Fuck it was so tight inside.

He began to repeat this. A slow and agonizing pull back followed by a hard thrust. Each one was punctuated by a little clap and each time he groaned while putting a little more weight onto his sister. However, his self control also began to slip, his hips speeding up over time. Soon, Layton had Arabella pinned to the table with his body, his hips pumping away. He spoke again, his face still close and his whispering voice filled with pleasure.

"I want you to cum on your big brother's cock. Make a big mess, just like you made me do."

 

[Bunny]

Every inch of her big brother that vanished between her thighs was magic indeed. While far from as adept at magic as Layton, she was not some novice with and she still marveled as inch by inch he slipped further into her. Filling her up like too much tea in a cup. How she could hold all of his cock was mesmerizing. They'd yet to reach a climax and for a moment, Bella was unsure if she could survive the encounter if it felt so good just with him sheathed in her aching cunt. That sort of wonder didn't last however, as the longer he stayed still, likely to allow his baby sister to grow accustomed to him, the more her body protested. Far from enough, she needed more. Greedy to the end.

Her eyes had met his and her demands had been issued and Bella could feel how Layton reacted, the change making her gasp softly. She had already thought him so hard, so very large and yet... Bouncing slightly, impatient and needy, the little movements giving her some of what she needed, the friction helping. Hands cupped her ass and she gave a small sigh as he moved into action. Pulling back slowly. At first this seemed to please her until Arabella found it for the torture it was. She tried to push back onto him, to force the issue, but all she did was jiggle along his cock. Soon just the tip remained and Bella fought a whimper of need. Rather she sought to distract him, hoping to take advantage of the situation.

His answer made her shiver, something about it only adding fuel to the fire. She had planned to use the distraction but his answer had distracted her. The idea that he was so hard for her that he almost hurt? There was a primal pleasure in this knowledge.

She hadn't been expecting the thrust and her cry was louder than she intended, her moan bouncing back to them from the books. Her hands gripped the table once more, trying to ground herself as pleasure licked up her nerves. The pattern was becoming clear. Slow, teasingly he'd pull back before thrusting into her hard enough to make the table groan with each thrust. His baby sister was no better. Any thoughts of being covert, silent, or hell even quieter were gone, her lusty moans filling the restricted section. The heat of his body as he pressed over her, till he was almost humping her, his face so close to her own. She could hear the wet slaps of skin on skin, the way the table protested beneath them. She nodded, quickly... In truth, Bella was unsure how she'd lasted this long.

Biting her lower lip, Bella tried to last longer, but almost as if the command itself was the key. Her control, her very will shattered as she did. His name was the last thing on her lips, "Layton!" Before her pussy became a vice, tightening around him as her body quaked beneath him. Pleasure washed over her, wave over wave, her hips backing back into him, milking the feeling as much as his cock. Her breathing was loud in her own ears, mingled with her moans. She felt like she'd break, shatter into pieces beneath him.

 

[Lady Jace Beleren]

Layton was holding himself back from truly attacking Arabella in the way he would a more experienced girl. For one, it was her first time doing more than a little touching as far as he could tell. To do much more would overwhelm her and leave her a twitching mess of pleasure. This, on its own, did not seem like the worst possible option at this, or any other, moment. However, he was still at least vaguely aware that they were in the library. It was a huge place, almost a castle in itself. This did not mean that the pair could act like they were alone. So, Layton resisted the urge to make her scream out her pleasure, though Bella was loud enough as it was.

Second, it had been months since Layton had gotten to experience true pleasure of his own. The summer break had been the usual affair, but being surrounded by young women who wanted him and being denied them repeatedly was another thing entirely. So, he was savoring the sweet pleasure of a wet pussy wrapped around him, eagerly squeezing. Even his prior orgasm had been a bit subdued as he tried to resist it. Then, Arabella had called out his name, her voice so full of agonizing pleasure that there was only one thing he could hear. She was having an orgasm on her brother's cock.

His sister had been tight before. He was large and her body was so petite that there was no possibility of anything else. When she reached her climax, she squeezed and wriggled around him, her cunt trying to milk his cum out. There was a moment where Layton considered leaving it at that. To pull free of her and end it with her own pleasure at a peak. The urge to find his own climax again simply won out. Teasing was nice, but his own climax was too tempting to pass.

While his thrusts and actions had been to make Bella happy before, it was time for Layton to be greedy. His back straightened and those slow thrusts began to increase in speed, using the tight grip of her pussy as much as he could before she began to relax. The slow sound of colliding flesh increased in tempo as Layton started to pound away at Arabella with abandon. The table no longer creaked, instead making the sound of wood knocking on stone as he pushed it into the wall with each slamming thrust.

As if desiring even more stimulation, Layton tightened his grip on her ass, spreading her pussy and her little asshole even more, giving him a perfect view of exactly what he was so eagerly violating. He could see himself entering her, see how she twitched and squeezed, her ass following her hungry pussy's example. He forgot what it was to be a big brother and simply used her body for his pleasure, watching how her glistening juices covered his cock. Until, finally, it hit him.

When Arabella had grinded over his pants, it had been a desperate orgasm, partially against his will as his own body betrayed him. This was something else entirely. This was months of lust and need being dumped into a tight little pussy that he knew he should not be inside. His body tightened as the climax hit him, his cock twitching wildly as the strokes shorted to almost nothing. The head of his cock rammed into the her back walls as he used her to massage his whole cock at once. He began to pour cum into Arabella in a way he had never felt before. The relief of it ached as he emptied everything into her. Were he not so deep inside, it likely would have made a mess down her thighs. Instead, he filled her to the brim. Only when his balls had emptied and his hard cock was covered in the mix of their orgasms, did he finally pull out, watching thick drops of cum fall from Arabella and onto the floor.

"I just came in my little sister..."

The words were to no one, a mix of forbidden lust and honest confusion. What had he just done?

 

[Bunny]

The words echoed in her ears. Panting along the table, she tried to remember how to think, hell, how to breathe. The strength of his thrusts had made their bodies and the table bounce into the wall and a bookshelf. If Bella straightened her fingers, she could have touched the cool stone of the wall. Layton had pounded himself into her tight little pussy, all but humping her ass as he'd emptied himself into her. Layton pulled out and she moaned softly. Cum spilled out of her, dribbling from her folds and hitting the stone floor beneath them. Her head turned and she looked up at him, still draped across the table. His eyes were wide and she could see emotions playing against one another. Confusion and lust at war within her big brother. Shifting, she groaned softly. It didn't really hurt, at least not yet as she pulled her panties up, trapping his cum within. Smoothing her skirt, she shifted, uneasily beside him. Where he was unsure, Arabella felt no such confusion.

Turning she looked up at him, his cock still exposed to the air. Biting her lower lip she reached a hand out, placing it on his chest. Her fingers smoothed the rumpled fabric and her voice was soft, oh so soft. "Are you okay, Layton?" Her fingers moved to his jaw and she turned his face towards her. "I liked what you just did.. " Her cheeks flushed, the blushing almost innocent girl still here, for him. No one else would ever see her vulnerable like this. "I like that.. I am filled with your cum.." Her lashes lowered and she shifted in place. She could feel the wetness pressing against her lips. "I.. I.. Don't want it to end here.. But If you do..." She trailed off. She could force him. Hell, she was known for it. Pushing the issue. Look at what she'd done these first few weeks, cock blocking him. "I will respect it..." Those golden eyes met his and she rose on her tiptoes to press her lips to his. The kiss was chaste, sweet. "Do you need help?" She motioned to his cock, fingers brushing him.

Oh, Arabella wanted to push this. It wouldn't end here. It couldn't. The out she had given him already closing. Her hands curled into fists and she glared up at him. "No.. " Her voice held furry. "This was not a one shot. I am not some whore you can bed and toss aside. You are mine, Layton. Test me on this and you will regret it." She was feeling self-conscious, but she also knew what she wanted and she'd not settle for less. Not now that he'd opened this can of worms.

 

[Lady Jace Beleren]

For all of the lust and need that he had poured into her, Layton felt completely empty now. It was that moment of clarity everyone always talked about. For him, it was often missing from his post-orgasm brain, or at least in this way. He was used to leaving a girl panting and satisfied, her own pleasure giving him a certain joy. While Arabella had most certainly enjoyed herself in the way that he was used to, there was something wrong today. More to say, everything about this way wrong. He had just fucked his sister! So, no. There was no joy in this moment of clarity.

At least, there should not have been. A part of him was truly happy that they had done this, that he had ravaged his little sister in the Restricted Section of the library, even that her moans of pleasure had likely been heard by someone somewhere. Then, she turned his head and their eyes met. Those beautiful golden eyes that belonged to his sister, so much like his own. It made him melt inside and the doubts were buried for a few seconds. Her words were sweet and the way she touched him, the feeling of her small mouth on his own, made him think that it might be okay. She said that she had no regrets, even used a little dirty talk.

It made him want to put all the fear and uncertainty away for now. She motioned to his cock, hinting that she might want to touch him again, to give him more. That sounded fantastic. There was certainly a spark in his thoughts, an idea of taking her somewhere private and fucking like this all night. They could even be gentle, make love. He could hold those lips against his own while she grinded on top of him.

Then, just like that, Arabella flipped a switch. She showed that side of herself that everyone else got. The demanding and powerful young woman who could get whatever she wanted. It all came down on him suddenly. This was the girl he had just fucked. The one that he had grown up with. Now more conscious of both of their bodies, Layton first fixed his pants, tucking himself away and buckling his belt again. He took a step away, not far but enough that they were no longer pressed close. This can of worms was open, but it would not be staying that way.

"No, Bella. We are not going to keep this up. Think about what you are saying! You are my little sister. We can't do this sort of thing."

His voice was pleading at first, a tone of panic leaking out as he tried to state the obvious. But, he could not let her take control of the conversation.

"I am not treating you like a whore. It was a mistake and I am sorry for what I did. We can't do it again. Make me regret it all you want, but I will never let our relationship become... whatever this was."

 

[Bunny]

At first, she hadn't expected anything to be wrong. Not when Layton fixed his pants or buckling his belt. It wasn't until the no that she froze. It was a literal freeze, her eyes turning up to him slowly. The pleading tone drew a frown from her, his words almost a blow. Her shoulders stiffened and her face became cold. "No?" The word was venomous and she lifted a brow slowly, eyes narrowing. "You didn't just take my virginity, after saying you wanted this... And now that you have... had me... are tossing me aside because it is... now somehow wrong?" Her voice trembled with rage and hurt. She wanted to slap him, to scream. Arabella was close to tears and they shimmered in her golden eyes, making them molten.

Rather than waiting for him to answer she spun on her heel and left, her back ramrod straight over her shoulder the words drifted back to him. "As you wish, Layton." There was no kindness or love in her voice. If he called out to her it was ignored. Bella was proud she hadn't cried in front of him. She managed to make it down several hallways before the first glittering tear fell. She could have gone back to the common room, but she didn't want anyone to see her like this. Arabella instead wandered the halls slowly, thinking about what had just happened. One thing was clear. He would pay and pay dearly.

In truth Bella felt like a fool. While she hadn't had silly childish fantasies about what her "innocence" had meant, yet she felt robbed all the same. He'd taken something, something she'd given no one else. Had never considered giving to anyone else, yet with Layton, she had done so without question or hesitation. She felt.. Dirty.

゛・。☆。・゛★゛・。☆。・゛★゛・。☆。・゛★゛・。☆。・゛★゛・。​

For the next week she avoided Layton, but she wasn't the only one. Certain partners he had found comfort with in the past avoided him like his own sister did. The cause? Naturally Arabella. Vicious rumors had been started and spread like wildfire through the female population. He had Dragon Pox, he couldn't get it up without potions to name a few. If she couldn't have him... no one would. She began to use her power for evil and suddenly it wasn't her disturbing his dalliances, but others. Without fail, a student around her age would appear and cock block him thoroughly. Always under the guise of help, they couldn't be denied.

Arabella herself was constantly in the arms of another. While she hadn't gone past making out, it was how he always found her. This night was no different. Curled in Gabriella's lap, her arms around the girl's neck she gave a soft giggle, her nose brushing her ear as she whispered to her. Gabby had been a real comfort since Layton. Firstly, Bella found herself drawn to the girl. She was beautiful, sexy and treated Arabella as more than just a nice ass.... though Gabby made it quite clear she liked her ass too. Secondly, Bella was unsure if she was ready for another man after Layton. His rejection had broken something in the young woman and she wasn't ready to address it.

Fingers toyed with a lock of long hair, twining it around her finger. "I want to go for a walk by the lake, want to come with?" the words offered softly, "Suddenly it sucks in here.." The fact that Layton had just come back into the room and was nearby was a pleasant coincidence and one her words hoped to needle. She could escape him and be alone with Gabby, who knew first hand that Bella was avoiding her elder brother. Though the reason had never been made clear beyond Layton had hurt her feelings. Gabby was in part responsible for the army of students constantly bombarding Layton. She had quickly become a bastion of safety for the younger girl, as Gabby was a few years older.

 

[Lady Jace Beleren]

A week. A whole week had gone by since Layton had made his mistake. That was what he called it in his head. And soon that was what he was telling anyone who asked. He had made a serious mistake and upset Arabella. After all, the two had been practically joined at the hip until the moment they had kissed. Everyone noticed that the younger sibling was now making a concerted effort to be nowhere near her brother. Which, of course, he understood.

His thoughts returned to the library again, to the primal satisfaction that had given way to despair. Never had he seen Bella so angry as she had been when she called him out on what he had done, what he had taken from her. It had torn a hole in his heart to hear her speak to him that way. However, it had been so much worse when she turned and dismissed him with an "as you wish". That had cut down to his soul like some sort of forbidden curse. Arabella had left him scarred and exhausted from that moment on.

Even had she not been making an effort to destroy the reputation he had cultivated, had earned, over his years at Hogwarts, Layton showed no interest in spending time with the companions of the opposite sex that he had been so eager to be with before the mistake. It seemed that his sex drive was at an all time low now that it had caused something do important to him to be damaged. This did not prevent him from hearing the vicious rumors being spread. Someone had even asked if it was true that a charm-gone-wrong had caused him to lose his penis. All it did was remind him of Arabella and what had happened. That, and make him think of the girl who had been churning the rumor mill for the last few days: Gabriella

The two were inseparable from the day of the mistake and onward. Part of him was glad that Arabella at least had someone taking care of her. The other part burned with a fiery jealousy every time he saw them locked in an embrace, caught Gabby running a hand up Arabella's thigh, saw their little kisses shared so openly. It was wrong, but it happened again as he entered the common room.

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Gabriella was many things. A third year at Hogwarts, a Slytherin, number one points earner for the House Cup, a social butterfly. She was new money, her father inventing or improving a dozen different spells, and a bit of a genius. Pretty, with brown hair, Gabby was popular in her own way. She was tall and lovely with a petite figure that made her curves stand out in the uniform they all wore. All of this would have made her extremely popular with the boys, if she had any interest.

Instead, Gabby was focused almost solely on the beautiful younger woman sitting in her lap. For Gabriella, beautiful was a useless word to describe Arabella. It was impossible to sum up the attraction she held in a single word. While the last week had been about manipulating and punishing her brother, Gabriella had been wholly distracted by the golden goddess that now rested in her lap. When they were not sowing rumors and making petty attacks on Layton, the pair were locked together at the lips. It had made homework quite the daunting task when it was compared to spending time with her new girlfriend. However, it was more than a physical attraction.

Arabella was stern and hard, yet so eager to show her soft side to someone now that she had broken off contact with Layton. Deep down, it made Gabby realize she was being used, but did that really matter when their was a perfect princess eager to show her affections? So, they sat in a chair together, arms tangled about one another and a soft tickle on her ear making the older girl smile and squirm. Until he came in. Then, the smile disappeared and Bella quickly suggested they leave, as she always did.

"I agree, Bells. Seems like someone just sucked all the fun out of her. The lake sounds much nicer."

 

[Bunny]

In truth, while Arabella was used to using people, that hadn't quite been her intention with Gabby. Did it change that in the grand scheme she was? No. But unlike others, she liked Gabriella. Truly liked her and she liked the way the elder female made her feel when they kissed or her fingers played along her thigh, slipping closer and closer to the edge of her skirt. It was much like Layton had made her feel. The way it made her heart race. This though wasn't "wrong". She was allowed to be with Gabby and Gabby seemed just as interested in being with her. Did it hurt that she doted on her or was more than willing to help her get her payback? Not at all.

"I agree, Bells. Seems like someone just sucked all the fun out of her. The lake sounds much nicer."

Slipping from her lap she bent to kiss her, her lips sweet as her fingers found her own, pulling her to her feet. "To the lake then." If Layton existed, it was clear his baby sister seemed unaware. Though, no one had missed how frosty the atmosphere between them had become. She couldn't stand to be in the same room as him for any length of time unless properly distracted. Gabby was the source of that distraction always. Lost in her kisses, in her arms.. she could ignore him then. The hurt did not surface while in her girlfriend's arms.

Hand in hand the girls brushed past him with little swishes of their skirts, heading for the door. Outside the common room Bella slowed her pace, hand in hand still with Gabby. Slipping closer she laid her head to her shoulder as they walked. "I don't know if I have ever said thank you, or told you how much it means to me that I have you in my life." Golden eyes glanced up at her and she smiled, soft and shyly. Like Layton, only Gabby saw this side of her.

The chatter that passed between them on the way to the lake was soft, their hands swaying between their bodies. "I just wanted to get away from him, but I would still like to go to the lake. We could watch the stars?" Bella had other things too she wanted to try. She knew for a fact Layton wasn't getting any, though he rarely seemed to be trying. But that didn't mean she couldn't experiment. While perhaps not ready for too much, not after he'd robbed her of that innocence... She knew and Gabby knew how their kisses made her feel. Hadn't it just been yesterday while straddling one of her legs as they kissed that Arabella hand ground against her leg, eager, needy?

 

[Lady Jace Beleren]

Layton knew he was at fault here. He had let a small spark of the forbidden blossom into a raging fire. It was not something that could be taken back. Still, he stood firm on the fact that it was wrong, that it was taboo for a reason. There was no way he could let it happen again. Yet, he was struck with jealousy all the same. His sister found a new suitor to replace him seemingly on a whim. It likely meant nothing to the vicious little blonde. But, it hurt him as much as she intended.

No, it was wrong to even think this way. To even feel jealous was crossing the line. So, as Layton watched the pair wall out of the common room, allegedly toward the lake, he suppressed the urge to follow. His only recourse was to pretend that nothing had happened and wait for Bella to cool off. Which would likely take most of the year. Or longer. Maybe forever. He would make the difficult choice and resist the easy route, as was his way. He would earn her affection back one way or another. For now, she belonged to that girl.

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Being pulled up from the chair, Gabby was all smiles. Any time spent with Arabella was time well spent, but alone time was the best. She was not sure if it had been something her brother did or said, or just regular teenage hormones, but Bella seemed hellbent on giving Gabby bruised lips. Gabby, on the other hand, was sure her own reasoning was teenage hormones. Going a day without a kiss from Bella was too long now. As they managed to slip out of the common room, however, it seemed that it was time for a more intimate kind of moment.

She felt Bella rest her golden head on Gabby's shoulder. It made Gabby want to squeal with joy at how cute the other girl was. This level of adorable would sustain Gabby for hours by itself. Then, Bella said she wanted to say thank you. That was a little unexpected, but Gabby never knew what to expect when it came to moments like this. All she could do was listen and walk, tightening her fingers on their interlocked hands.

"You don't have to thank me. I am spending my time with you because I want to. I like getting to see this side of you and being with you feels right."

They walked aimlessly in the direction of the lake, not taking any straight route for long. This late, the castle was fairly quiet in the halls. Everyone had already found somewhere to settle in and spend the evening, with foot traffic down to only a few others who would pass by without a word. The world consisted of only these two. At least, for Gabby. The older girl was sure that at least a little bit of Layton was still on Arabella's mind.

When Arabella mentioned the lake again, they took on a more direct route, heading toward the closest exit of the castle. Gabby, smiled her silly smile as her companion mentioned the stars.

"I know you did, Bells. I pay attention to everything about you. Just like how I know we won't be watching the stars much. Unless you really want to, that is."

 

[Bunny]

Her smile was shy and she gave a small sigh. "I know I don't.." Her voice trailed off and she gave a small shrug. "Just, you are one of a very small number of people who get to see me with my hair down, so to speak." She gave a soft laugh and shook her head. "You and buttface really." It was clear who she spoke about. "But you're right, it does feel right." Looking toward Gabby from under her lashes, Bella seemed demure, sweet even. It was something only she saw now, this oh soft side of her. "And I didn't think I was forcing you!" Laughing she bumped into the taller female playfully. Her head turned and she brushed a kiss against her shoulder. "I still wanted to say thank you. So you know how much it all means to me."

They walked talking softly as they passed through the mostly empty halls. It was nice to be with Gabby. It was... comforting. When she mentioned the lake and the stars Gabby's response made her blush. Gabby had been highly attentive since Arabella had turned her affections towards her. Biting her lower lip she didn't know how to respond. While the pair had been making out a lot, their relationship hadn't progressed further. It was at a comfortable sweet spot and if Arabella was honest she was almost scared of giving herself to anyone else.

After all... the last time had been a disaster.

Hand in hand she led them towards the lake. The cool night air ruffled their skirts and robes as they walked, the dark grass bending underfoot. Away from prying eyes, away from the pressure of the castle. What they needed was time alone. Just the two of them. Though they had been together a lot, finding time for just the two of them hadn't been as easy as one might have expected with their classwork and their smear campaign. When Bella stopped they were on the other side of the lake, the castle's lights shimmering across the dark water's surface. Pulling her wand from her pocket she summoned a blanket which fell down to the grass in a flutter of cloth. Tucking her wand away she sat down on the blanket, looking up at Gabby with a shy smile.

"So what were your plans, if not stargazing?" There was a shyness to her voice that was impossible to miss.

 

[Lady Jace Beleren]

That look. God, that little look from under her lashes. It made Gabriella feel like she was going to melt into a puddle. Even Bella mentioning "buttface" did nothing to dampen the mood that was cultivating between them. The little kiss to her shoulder was just extra at this point. Gabby was smitten.

However, it seemed that Arabella had no intention of pushing anything. If she was pushed, Gabby would be a loyal lapdog who gave her everything to her lover. Bella seemed to have no interest in that. In fact, when they were alone together, her shyness came to the surface and Gabby was became the one in the lead. The thank you solidified that they were sliding into their private roles.

"Being with you means a lot to me, too. More than I could ever explain."

The cool night air made Gabby move even closer to Bella, their arms entwining as they held hands. The warmth of another person was calming, alleviating the stresses of the day in a way that kissing in a crowded room never did. It was bliss. Unfortunately, as they reached the far side of the lake, the pair were forced to pull apart. It was only a moment, but Gabby would do anything to make those moments last forever. Still, she was happy to watch as Bella set up the blanket.

The way that Bella looked up, eyes shy and voice even more so, sparked something. Without hesitation, Gabby moved down to sit on her knees, leaning close to Bella. That question was bait, letting her know the blonde was ready for more, even if she was not sure what more was.

"I have a few ideas. So, how about I show you and you let me know if you would rather just watch the stars..."

Leaning in, Gabby captured Bella's lips in a hungry kiss. The moment they touched, the older girl moaned, able to express the need that had been building over a dozen kissing sessions. Pulling away for a heartbeat, Gabby licked her lips and came back fiercely. Her lips crashed in again and her hand moved to tangle in blonde hair. It was a long kiss, but made no move to go any deeper or push further than their normal kisses. She pulled away again, still keeping their lips close.

"Bella, you are so damn pretty. It isn't fair."

With that, Gabby pressed their lips together again. Her tongue brushed against Bella's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Her free hand moved to Bella's thigh and the tips of her fingers began to tease the lovely pale skin, going from Bella's knee to the edge of her skirt.

 

[Bunny]

That freedom of not having to really decide to lead them was part of the appeal of being with Gabby. It was something that despite herself, she had loved about her single night with Layton. She had been bratty, but he had been in control. She was always the one in control. She liked being in control. It wasn't something pressed upon her unwillingly. No, in truth, Arabella craved it. Needed it. Most of the time. But there was something about letting go with Layton that had created a desire that had at first seemed impossible to fill. And then there was Gabby. The elder girl had not hidden her attraction and she had been more than willing to help her destroy her elder brother. She had been sweet to her, willing to bend when pushed but more than willing to lead. She had become a safe place for Bella. A new home. One that wouldn't take from her and then turn her away, used and no longer wanted. A shy smile had curled on her lips as Abigail had echoed her affections and she had blushed prettily. In part it was manipulation, but even with that subtle manipulation, truth peeked out.

The blanket floated to the earth and the pair had curled upon it, her voice the siren call for Gabby. It had been an invitation. While unsure how far she really wanted to go, she was ready for more. She found Gabby beautiful. She loved the way she reacted to her. Both dominating when needed and pliable when desired. Arabella knew that the older girl was far from stupid. She likely knew in part what had started all of this, just like she'd know now how much she was starting to mean to her.

The words sparked butterflies into motion in her stomach and she bit her lower lip for a moment before nodding. That nod it seemed was all Gabby needed as she leaned into her, lips pressing to hers. Hunger filled it was passionate, but brief as she pulled away. The moan had made Bella's toes curl in her shoes, made her heart rate spike. The second kiss rocked her, both physically and emotionally. A hand in her golden locks as their lips melded together. Gabby didn't push and just as Bella had been ready to offer her more she pulled back.

"Bella, you are so damn pretty. It isn't fair."

Her cheeks flared pink in the dim light from the castle and she made a soft sound in her throat before Gabby's name was whispered, breathy. "Gabby.." it was all she'd been able to get out before they were kissing again. This time, Gabby requested and with a soft moan, Bella's mouth parted for her as Gabby's hand slid along leg, up the stocking covered limb till they reached the edge of her thigh high, in the gap between her thigh highs and her skirt, though it didn't take long for her fingers brushed the edge of her skirt. Arabella wasn't passive in this exchange her tongue brushed against Gabby's as her arms slipped around her neck, fingers tangling in the brunettes' hair. In a bold move Bella laid back, pulling Gabby with her as she spread her legs for her to kneel between. It was as much an invitation as her shy words had been. She wanted more than their kisses. She wanted to forget Layton with Gabby's kisses. Her touches. Her moans.

 

[Lady Jace Beleren]

The way that Arabella had breathed her name, seemed so moved by her words, made Gabby heat at her very core. As their lips pressed together and her tongue was granted access, the older girl felt like she was floating. Then, taking a bit of initiative, Gabby was pulled down from her floating by Bella. Not that she minded as she moved to kneel over the other girl, their lips refusing to part as their tongues danced and teased together. Soon, pressing her body against Bella, the pair were almost covered in an ocean of robes. All that an outside observer would see was a wriggling pile of clothing as Gabby moaned into the other girl's mouth.

Under the robes, however, was a flurry of activity. The hand that had been teasing Bella's leg had already moved forward when Gabby had been pulled down. The warmth on her fingers was driving Gabby wild, stroking smooth skin and going higher and higher on her lover's thigh. But, just as she was getting to truly dangerous territory, Gabby pulled her hand back and lifted herself a little, breaking the kiss and leaving herself panting softly. She could not remember ever kissing like this before, even with girls she had slept with. Hungry to show a little affection, Gabby leaned to the side and kissed Bella's ear.

"Have you ever been teased before, Bells? Properly. Until you can't wait anymore?"

The way that Gabby spoke now was soft, sensual, and more than a little sexy. Her breath tickled the other girl's ear as her hands began to move again. First, they moved to the bottom of Bella's shirt, pulling it free from its position tucked into the skirt. Then, excited to finally touch the girl she had been kissing so greedily, both hands slid up her abdomen.

Pale and soft, Gabby purred at the feeling of the younger girl's skin. Her fingertips moved upward eagerly, one pausing its ascent at Bella's belly button to just stroke and tease. The other kept going until it reached the bottom of Bella's bra, her fingertips being so bold as to push under just enough to hint at what she wanted.

"Tell me if you get too nervous... okay?"