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"Instructions," she said, trying to sound more confident than she felt. "Is that what you need?"

Then Neville looked up at her with sparkling wonder in his eyes, like she was an angel that had dropped from heaven just for him, and nodded enthusiastically, and she knew she'd like this.
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Pansy took a deep breath. She hadn't told Neville about the way things used to be with her ex husband, but she knew he assumed. He was a smart man. A smart, gentle, caring giant that had stolen her heart for all eternity. She was doomed, she knew. She was ruined for everyone else.
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Neville frowned. "I don't like assuming." He shook his head. "I don't want to just... take whatever I want and hope you'll like it. I want to give you what you want. I want to know what I'm doing is gonna be good for you before I do it."
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"Could—" She saw him swallow, doubt clouding his eyes. "Could I...?"

"Baby," she said softly, taking him by the chin and forcing him to look at her. "I'll save you some time. You can do whatever you want to me." Her nervousness eased. This was familiar, acting sexy and confident for him.
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His hands kept exploring, finding their way up her legs slowly, until they found a home on her backside, caressing and squeezing gently, tentatively, with his lips parted and eyes that kept starting from hers to her body, like he was afraid he wouldn't get away with it.
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She watched as he clumsily folded the robe and placed it delicately on the edge of the bed — their bed, she reminded herself. She watched as he stared at her legs, fascinated by them, like he couldn't believe his luck. She watched as he pressed kisses on every inch of her thighs.
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Her robe dropped at her feet by accident as he caressed underneath her, between her shoulder blades, and while she couldn't have given less of a damn about it in that moment, Neville had learned how much she cared about her clothes, enough to drop down to his knees and pick it up.
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The urge to laugh left her entirely once his big hands began exploring her body, caressing her skin slowly as he stared down at her in awe, choosing where to touch next by following the involuntary sighs she let out like a penciled route on a map.
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Even though he didn't have any buttons to undo or layers to peel off, he took his time. His shaking fingers untied the loose knot of her robe slowly, and Pansy struggled not to smile at his nervousness, his over the top tenderness.
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Tonight, she'd worn nothing but underwear and a silk robe, eager to get any obstacles out of the way, presenting herself to him with a bow, like a gift.

Neville was not in a rush.
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She's nervous because this is not the way she knows sex to be like.

Her ex husband would've ripped her clothes off her the second they made it to their bedroom, sending buttons flying across the room, permanently destroying her most intricate lace.
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For once, it's not the man underneath her that's making her nervous. She's not scared that he'll hurt her, he couldn't hurt a fly. She's not scared that she won't be good enough either, she knows Neville will take whatever she gives him and he'll thank her like she gifted him the moon and the stars.
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#HPRarePairs #Panville 💐

She's nervous. She knows Neville is probably nervous as well, even more than her, if he is to be believed about this being his first time (and she does believe him, wholeheartedly, every time he opens his mouth).
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Free prompt: Virgin Neville (or Harry) and young widow Pansy

#hansy #panville
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It's crazy that a person can do something to you on a whim and you'll still find yourself crying about it ten years later.
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HAPPY INTERNATIONAL LESBIAN DAY

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Aplausos para la gente rusa y nórdica que siempre postean en su idioma y literal dicen "arreglensé para entenderme como puedan", necesito postear en español más seguido!! Aprendan!!!
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I was like "I'm in the mood for something gay and positive, I'm gonna watch SKAM" and I completely forgot about the devastating message at the beginning that still applies now, ten years later, more than ever