Warning: Some sexual conduct

  Your p.o.v.

        At night he'll find me, in the dark as the ministry sleeps. I felt his weight on me, his body hovering over me, his white gloved hand reaching out, lifting my chin with his fingers to meet his gaze. I was entirely asleep but awake in my dreams. 

          "Papa." the name escaped my lips. And I had felt every fiber of my being awaken with the ache of having him pleasure me. A sudden desire. "Mi cara mia." 

           "I am dreaming, my papa. I must be." 

     I heard a deep chuckle come from him. Then I felt his hands slowly move to my hips, grasping them gently. He was making my desires ever more lustful. 

            "Oh, the things I want to do to you." he leaned down to kiss my hips, then the most sensitive part of my thigh, holding me in place. I could barely hold my moans. He slowly crawled back on top of me, leaning down to capture my lips. He was already deepening the kiss with such passion that my mind spun wildly. I returned it to him with such passion, and our night had only just started. I didn't care that it was sudden, all I wanted was him. 

          He had barely begun to tease me when I had heard a loud noise, causing me to jolt from my sleep. My alarm had gone off. I reached over to turn it off and swung my feet over the edge of my bed. 

      "Damn it."