TW: Sex
If this makes you uncomfortable, start reading after the second set of ellipses.

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St. Lucia

"Finally," James sighed, "We get to be alone."

I steadied myself from the spinning of apparation and grinned, "And it's beautiful outside."

"I kinda forgot that there was going to be a time difference," James stated as he grabbed our bags and bringing them to our bedroom, "The sun is still setting."

I looked out the French windows at the sun setting over the Atlantic Ocean. "This villa is gorgeous, too."

"No, you're gorgeous." James yelled from the bedroom.

I rolled my eyes and made my way to our bedroom. There was a queen-sized bed in the center of the wall, a slider door going out to the patio, two nightstands on either side of the bed, a dresser, and a wardrobe in the corner. Off to the side, there was a door leading to the attached bathroom.

James was sitting on the edge of the bed, undoing his tie and looking outside. "I've been wearing this tie for so long that it's starting to choke me."

I laughed and sat down next to him, "You used to wear a tie all day, every day."

"Exactly, I've worn enough ties to last a lifetime."

I smoothed out the skirt of my gown, "Well, I've been wearing a full-length gown for seven hours, can you unbutton me?"

James nodded as I stood up and faced the window.

His hands moved painfully slowly, taking his time with each button on my dress.

When he reached the last button, James leaned forward and kissed me on the neck, making me shiver despite the warmth between us.

I pulled my arms out of the lace sleeves of my dress, and let it slowly fall to the floor. Turning around, I grabbed the front of James' shirt and pulled him closer to me.

His hands rested on my hips, just above the waistband of my white, lace panties.

"You look beautiful." James mumbled against my lips as he kissed me softly.

I unbuttoned his suit jacket, and he let it slide off of his shoulders and onto the floor with my dress.

James kissed my neck as my hands moved lower as I undid the last button of his white shirt. I pushed it off his body before curving against him as he kissed the most sensitive spots of my neck.

I pushed James back on the bed, with our lips barely parting as I climbed on top of him.

My hair began to fall into my face as I left a trail of kisses from James' neck to his collarbone. He ran his hands through my hair, all the way up to the base of my scalp, where he then pulled.

I let out a whimper as James pulled my long, blonde hair.

James looked me directly in the eyes as he brushed my hair out of my face, "Do you want me to stop?"

I shook my head, "Please don't stop."

James propped himself up on his elbows and sat up so that I was sitting in his lap. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he brought his lips back to mine.

"I love you." I mumbled against his lips as James picked me up and laid me back on the bed so that he was on top now.

His lips moved to my jawline and down my neck, "I love you too."

I moved my hands down the lengths of his abs and stopped just above his belt. I took my time undoing his belt before I pulled his belt out of the belt loops and discarded it on the floor.

Next, I undid the button of his black dress pants and pulled them below his waist.

James kicked his pants off and climbed on top of me, his body curving against mine. This bare skin was warm against mine, but his touch still gave me goosebumps.

He kissed my neck softly, acting as if we had all the time in the world, and we did.

"I've been waiting all night for this." I whispered into James' ear as I fought back a moan.

James smirked down at me, "I could tell."

I rolled my eyes at him, "You're one to talk."

He furrowed his brows at me. "How so?"

"Well," I whispered into his ear as I slid my hand down the length of his abdomen, stopping at his bulge, "I can feel how hard you already are for me."

James smirked at me, his voice low, "Then what are you going to do about it?"

In one swift motion, I pushed James off of me and onto the bed beside me before climbing into his lap. I could feel how hard he was between my legs as I straddled his waist.

I kissed his neck softly, occasionally nipping the sensitive spots of his neck so that I left a mark. His hands gripped my hips tightly, setting the pace, as I began to grind on him.

James' fingers played with the lace waistband of my underwear as our pace sped up. His voice was husky, "These need to come off."

"Then take them off." I whispered back as I kept a steady pace.

James leaned up slightly and kissed up my neck to my jawline. "I want to watch you take them off, love." He whispered in my ear, making me even wetter for him.

"You're going to have to beg."

James threw his head back against the pillows as I picked up the pace slightly.

His pleading hazel eyes met mine, "Please, Daphne-,"

I slid off of his lap, leaving James practically begging for me to let him finish. My fingers swiftly unclipped my bra, and I let it fall to the floor, preceded by my underwear.

James sat up in bed and grabbed my hips. He kissed the tops of my breasts down to my navel. "You're so goddamn beautiful." He muttered, his voice dripping with desire.

I laid back down on the bed next to him, propping myself up in the pillows. I looked my husband up and down, "Your turn."

James quickly removed his boxers before pressing his body against mine as we kissed. His bare skin was warm against mine as his fingers got lower and lower as he prepared to come inside of me.

"Are you okay?" James asked, his voice rough.

I nodded, "Please just fuck me already."

He slid himself inside me and began to thrust in and out of me.

After all of the build-up and tension, we were both eager for a release.

His pace was fast for the first several minutes, but he began to slow down as he thrust deeper inside of me. My legs were wrapped around his waist as I arched my back as he repeatedly hit my g-spot.

"I'm gonna-," I moaned.

James's pace was getting uneven as his breathing got heavier. "Me too," He groaned, "Wait-, do you want me to use the spell?"

I knocked my head back out of pleasure, "No, unless you want to."

James kissed me roughly, "I love you so much."

"I love you-,"

I was cut off by my moans as I climaxed. I tightened around James and he let out a loud moan as he came inside of me.

James pulled out of me slowly before flopping down beside me.

I kissed him softly, "Whatever happens, happens?"

"As long as I'm with you."

• • • • •

December 18th, 1978, London

"I don't understand why we can't tell them." Jolie pleaded, her sapphire blue eyes wide with fear.

Regulus sighed as he pulled a black t-shirt over his head. "Do you want to interrupt their honeymoon to tell them that we found out how to defeat the Dark Lord?"

"No-, that's not what I'm saying Reg, and you know that."

The couple stared at each other from across their bedroom, their eyes filled with defeat and exhaustion. It was three in the morning, and they shouldn't be having a conversation like this so late at night.

Jolie sat down on the edge of the bed, "I don't want you to do anything that could get you killed."

"I don't even know where it is," Regulus muttered, "I was lucky enough that Kreacher came and found me last night. Jo, he almost died."

Jolie closed her eyes and held her head in her hands. "It's not a good idea to get involved with this stuff, it's not our job-"

"Then whose is it?" Regulus yelled back. "You and I might be safer, but Lily's not, Marlene's not. None of us are safe because of the side that we chose, so the sooner that we find out how to take him down, the fewer lives that are lost."

Jolie lifted her head from her hands and looked at her boyfriend. His dark hair was tousled from running his hands through it anxiously as he told her the news he had received late last night.

"I'm not letting you do this alone," Jolie mumbled, her voice soft, "If you're not going to ask other people for help, then I'm not going to let you play the martyr and do this alone."

Regulus took a deep breath in and sat down next to Jolie on the bed.

"I'm sorry for raising my voice," He whispered as he intertwined their fingers, "I just don't want to endanger those that I love."

Jolie squeezed his hand reassuringly, "I know, and that is one of the many reasons why I love you."

Regulus smiled softly and tucked a stray curl behind Jolie's ear, "I love you, Jo."

• • • • •

We woke up late the next morning-, well on London time, but early for St. Lucia. I woke up to the rising sun sneaking into our bedroom through the somewhat sheer curtains.

James's arms were wrapped tightly around my abdomen as he slept, his head curved against my bare shoulder.

The blankets were tangled around our bodies, and our legs were intertwined.

I listened to James' steady breathing as I listened to the quiet crash of the waves on the beach just outside the glass, French doors.

It was the perfect morning.

I wanted to get up and open the doors to let the salty ocean air into the house, but I didn't want to move and accidentally wake up James.

As quiet as humanly possible, I slipped out of James' embrace and got out of bed. I pulled on my silk robe over my body and went to look out the window.

Through the cracks in the blinds, I could see the early morning sun illuminating the pale sand of the beach. The waves crashed softly against the shoreline, preparing for high tide later this morning. Despite it being around seven in the morning, it was already starting to warm up outside.

The sound of the sheets moving turned my attention back to the bedroom.

James had shifted in his sleep, his hand reaching out onto the empty bed beside him. I watched as he moved his hand around in search of me, but when he realized I wasn't there, James slowly opened his eyes and looked around the room.

"Don't worry, I'm right here." I said softly as I sat back down on the bed beside James. I ran my fingers through his dark, sleep-rumpled hair.

James smiled softly, "Good morning, wife." His voice was sleepy as he spoke.

I kissed James softly on the lips, "Good morning, husband."

"God, I love saying that."

I smiled at my sleepy husband, "Me too."

"Should we talk about last night?" James asked sleepily as he sat up in bed.

I cocked my head at him, "You mean the fact that we got married, or the fact that you came inside me?"

James laughed, "The second one. Are you sure that you're okay with this? Trying for a baby, I mean?"

I kissed him softly on the lips. "I'm ready for it if you are, but it can take a while."

"I'm excited to have a family of our own with you."

I intertwined my fingers through his and brought our hands up, gently kissing his hand.

"Me too," I whispered, "But right now I'm really hungry, so can we make breakfast?"

James burst out laughing, "Of course, pancakes?"

I nodded in response and watched my husband as I got out of bed and pulled his boxers on. He grabbed his glasses from the nightstand and pushed them up the bridge of his nose.

He was humming to himself as he shot me a wide smile and disappeared into the kitchen.