Lionhearted

“I’ll try real hard just for you.”

“And that’s why you’re the best, Lils.”

Marlene glances down and sees the girl, before taking a step back.  “I’m sorry, I should go?” She says quickly, shaking her head, while trying to keep the tears from coming.  “It wasn’t anything important anyways.” Marlene says mumbling as she hurries out of the room.

“Shite.” Max moaned as he jumped out of bed with Marlene running away from him, telling the girl that he wanted her gone before he got back. Quickly pulling on his boxers and a shirt, the Irishman hurried after the blonde, taking a hold of her arm gently to stop her from hurrying away from him. “Marlene, wait. Just... just wait. I didn’t.. it’s just sex.”

“All I’m doing is breathing…”

“Too loud, Lils. Far too loud. Can you do so any quieter?”

“Max! I have news.” Marlene says somewhat excitedly.

“Marls?” That was one voice that Max hadn’t been expecting to hear in his dorm that morning, especially when he wasn’t alone in his bed. “Marls, I...” He trailed off, watching as she approached his bed, the naked woman beside him coming into her view.

“You and me both.”

Max didn’t say anything else as he looked over at the beautiful Slytherin woman, shifting a little where he was laying on the sofa to pat the area next to him, inviting her to come and lay down with him if she wished.

Marlene blushed lightly at his words, and glances down. “You’re too kind, but thank you.”

“Do you think that fiancé of yours would let me borrow you for a dance or two tonight, darlin’? Or am I just going to have to steal a few moments with you in the shadows?”

“Max, you look great.” Marlene says with a small smile.

Max felt himself stumble over his words as he looked over at the woman that he was still so in love with, his eyes taking in her form. “Wow... You look stunning this evening, Marlene.”

lucinda had been wandering around the hall looking for amelia, before she bumped into the male who looked far too brooding for what was supposed to be a merry night. “ are you looking for someone too, max? “

“I was looking out for my date for the evening, Juliet, however she’s not around. What about you?”

“You might want to watch where you’re going lest you bump into someone, namely me.”

“I’m sorry.” Max replied with a small smile over to the woman. “I’ll do my best not to bump into you for the rest of the evening.”

Much to her own surprise, an involuntary moan escaped the brunette’s lips when he nipped at her skin, and her hands sneaked around his now bare shoulders, pulling him closer to her as her hands worked to push his shirt completely off him. Tabitha wanted to tease Max about his suggestion, to tell him off for it, but, in reality, she craved him too much to say anything of the sort- not when her leg was wrapped around his waist, pulling his core closer to hers, urging for more. Maybe, in the end, it was her way of letting out her frustrations for getting betrothed. “Usually?” She murmured as his shirt fell to the ground, and her nails barely brushed down his back. “They better be. Lead the way, Abbott.”

Max wasn’t going to stop now. Yes, he still loved Marlene, but there was no chance of anything happening there any longer. He needed to move on, to get himself lost in someone else, and who better than a friend, an attractive friend at that. Her skin tasted incredibly sweet, and he peppered a line of kisses back up to her jaw and her lips when she spoke, smirking against them as his fingers found her own, tugging her with him into the bathrooms. “There was no-one in there when I was showering.” He murmured, closing the door behind him and puling his wand out of his pocket, flicking it locked. He didn’t want anyone to come in and interrupt them as he pushed her up against the nearest wall once again, capturing her lips in another kiss. 

Shivers ran down Tabitha’s spine as she felt Max’s hands on her, and she pressed herself against him a little more, craving for more contact, wishing to keep him closer. Her own hands slid up to work his shirt completely open, pushing it gently off his shoulders afterwards. They were still in the public corridors, and anyone could possibly walk in, yet it didn’t stop her from wanting to expose the male again. “Didn’t that work out better than the threats.” She smirked against his lips as they pulled away for a breath, only to kiss him again.

Max didn’t care that the woman had pushed his shirt off of his shoulders -- he wanted it gone, so that he could feel more of her skin against his own. “So much better, darlin’.” The male replied, his own smirk mirroring Tabitha’s against his lips as she moved to kiss him again, and whilst keeping one hand on the small of her back, he let his other hand slide down to her thigh, tugging her leg a little around his waist to feel her closer to him, whilst his lips moved away from hers, and along the hollow of her neck. “Maybe we should move elsewhere.” He mumbled against her sweet skin, nipping softly in order to leave a small mark on her. “The showers in the bathroom are usually empty this time of night.”

“Completely up to you, of course. No one is going to force you into going.”

“Well, what reason do you have behind going?” Max questioned the girl, cocking his head to the side slightly.