In moments, he was beside her - his hands on her stomach, gently caressing her as he leaned over her, his lips lightly touching her. His voice was seductively low as he whispered to her in between chaste kisses. Though his skin and hair was still wet, his body glowed warmly against hers. "You have no idea how much you tempt me."

What had happened was this: Fynn, laughing, had begun swimming after her to leave the lake aswell. As Leane stepped out of the water, he'd become paralyzed for an instant, just staring at her as she almost casually looked through his clothes - completely oblivious to the nice view Fynn had on her buttocks (and the rest of her body, for that matter).
No boys hormones are capable of such a temptation - so Fynn hadn't even bothered with silly things such as clothes, or a towel. He'd simply wanted to be with her. So he did just that.

Leane blushed at his gentle caresses as she looked up at him. "What did I do this time?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She hadn't realized what her purely innocent movements had caused, she only noticed his intensiveness as her heart skipped a beat at each soft touch and sweet kiss.

Finding it almost impossible to keep himself in check, Fynn indulged himself in caressing her curves gently, his mouth leaving hers to kiss her neck. "You were just being your beautiful self..."

Leane blushed as she bit her lower lip, "Fynn.. are you sure this is okay? You're not making it easy for me.. Especially when you're kissing me there! You know that's where I'm ticklish!" she said softly as his lips brushed over her skin and she stiffled a few giggles.

"I know," he smiled against he skin, brushing his lips against it even more gently. "But I know that it's more then the normal kind of ticklish." Looking up, Fynns' hazel eyes found hers, and he gave a warm smile. "But you don't have to worry. I won't go further."

"True," Leane said with a small laugh, "I do love it even though it tickles."

"However, I'm not worried about your resolve, but I'm quite worried about mine, dearest. I'm afraid I may be more tempted than you," she admited with a deep blush as their eyes met.

Sighing, she lovingly caressed his cheek with her hand, "But I promised I wouldn't press until you decided it was time, didn't I.." Brushing the semi-wet hair away from his face, she leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips.

"But you're making it very hard for me to keep that promise," she whispered against his lips before pressing her lips against his in a tender kiss, which slowly developed into a more passionate kiss as their lips parted and their tongues met.

He took his time returning her kiss, his tongue sensually pressing against hers in their embrace. When they broke away, he didn't answer, but rather tasted her skin wherever he could with his lips and tongue.

With his lips gently pressing her skin, he whispered, "That's alright... I really want you to want this as much as I do." Fynns' lips curved into a wicked little smile as he added after a moments' consideration. "Though maybe that's already the case. You're like a cat in heat."

As his hands glided over her body one last time, he let out a little sigh, before pushing himself away. "But we've only known this about eachother for a couple of days. Not yet."

Leane, her thoughts incoherent, lost within is delicious kiss and his loving movements that sent chills through her body. Looking at him as if in a daze as he moved away from her, she blushed and quickly looked away from him and nodded, biting her lower lip as she spoke softly, "R-right.. couple of days.. not yet.. right.. sorry... heh.."

With a sigh, she looked up at him, a small pout on her lip, "That wasn't very fair you know.."

A warm laugh left his lips at that, and he smiled as he pulled her back against him. "Payback, my love."

Still pouting a bit, she gave him an evil look, her eyebrows creasing as she replied, "Payback? Payback for what, dearest?"

"For being so foxy." His grin was rather wolfish as he leaned down again to kiss her, before rolling off of her and lying down next to her. "And for tempting me so. You can pay me back sometime in the future, if you'd like, though."

Leane couldn't help but laugh as she curled up next to him, her head resting on his chest as her pointer finger traced shapes and squiggles on his stomach and chest, "Hmmm... as if you don't tempt me, dearest; that's payback enough.. And how am I to come up with a scheme to get back at you for being so dismal anyways? I'm afraid I'm fresh out of ideas," she teased.

"Maybe I'll ask Josh to help think of something, he'd be perfect to consult on the matter," she added with a smirk as she lifted her head, propping herself up with her arm as the hand on his chest slid up and lovingly caressed his cheek before bringing her lips to his for a tender kiss. "But then again, maybe I'll just kiss you and tell you how much I love and adore you instead, for I like that plan much more than getting back at you."

The finger on his stomach was causing all kinds of squiggly things to occur inside, and he smiled lightly as he looked into her face, kissing Leane's lips gently. "That could be considered a way of paying me back, too, though I'd rather you didn't consult Josh on things such as woeing me." Fynns' smile widened again as he rested an arm around Leane's shoulder, hugging her to him. "You're doing a fine enough job on that as it is."

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Anna had been so preoccupied with preparing herself for her question to Professor McGonagal, that all through the first hour of Transfigurations, she was completely oblivious to the whispers around her, or the attempts at conversation. A person next to her dropped their quill - and after giving it back, Anna had simply ignored them. A tap on her shoulder had been a Ravenclaw wanting to borrow parchment; after giving it, Anna dismissed the girls' appreciation with a light smile, before turning back around again to watch Professor McGonagall go about her business.

Like a bull seeing only red, Anna only saw McGonagall, and the tricky plan that could only work if the professor cooperated.

After all, the young Belgian girl was NOT in the mood to be denied twice.

Leane smiled as she teased, "Then my job is being done correctly. Though consulting Josh would make things more interesting," she added with a laugh as she wriggled the arm propping herself up under Fynn's back, being careful not to scratch him as she snuggled closer in his hold, and rested her head on his shoulder while her other hand resumed swirling shapes and squiggles on his chest and stomach.

"Though considering his present state, it might be best not to," she said softly, "Do you think he'll forgive me?"

"Hey." He waited of her to look up at him, looking down at her with the most reassuring smile he could muster. "There's no way he could stay mad at you. He and I have just got some things to sort out. Don't let it get to you. We'll fix it someday. Now's just too soon." His lips lightly brushed against her forehead as he added, "No one could stay mad at you."

Giving a small nod, she continued to avoid looking at him by focusing on the motions she was making with her finger, "I know.. but you don't know Josh as I do.. he's been angry with me before.. he didn't speak to me for over a month.."

Rather then answering, Fynn patiently just calls her name until she looks up. "Lee...."

Stubborn as always, Leane simply bit her lower lip and focused on her designs, knowing perfectly well Fynn wanted her to look at him, but she was afraid he'd see the worried look beginning to show in her eyes as she thought more and more about Josh. Speaking softly, her legs brushed against his and her face burrowed farther away from his, "Y-yes?"

"Look at me." Her body against his was warm, keeping Fynn from getting cold, but at the sound of her voice hesitating, he lightly started caressing her back, considering going inside. "Please."

Leane sighed as her eyes closed, focusing on the his fingers on her back, her finger stopping and simply falling to rest on his chest as it sent chills up her spine. Slowly, she raised her head and looked up at him. "Yes?" she said softly as her eyes met his.

Biting his lower lip lightly, Fynn was still trying to work out how to explain best to her. When she looked up, his voice was no more then a gentle stage-whisper, his expression soft as he looked back at her. "This is the main problem between you two, Lee... You're just both stubborn and easily set off... I promise I will do anything to work out these wrinkles between him and me, so please..." His free hand reached up, his pointer finger sliding down the side of her cheek lovingly. "Don't be sad and worried."

Leane gave a small smile as her feet dug into the sand, pushing her up a tad so her chest rested on his. As she was peering down into his eyes, the hand that was making designs on his chest slid up to caresses his cheek, and she spoke softly, "I know you will.. but the biggest problem isn't you.. not entirely anyway.. I think it's just more the fact that I kept a secret from him.. but the fact that it just happened to be you set it over the deep end.. But I can't promise my stubbornness will get better, not that I won't be sad or worried.. I'll always be worried that I'll do something to hurt one of you and lose one of you, or possibly even both of you, forever."

With her on top of him now, Fynn slid both of his hands lower, hugging her loosely around her waist. "I know that's what you're worried about, Lee." Letting out a light sigh, he shifted his weight lightly to arch his neck more, looking at her with a troubled expression. "I really don't think that's ever going to happen, but that doesn't mean things won't get worse before they get better..."

Leane sighed lightly before rubbing her nose gently against his and kissing his cheek. "I know, dearest, that's what I'm afraid of. I know things will get much worse.. but I don't want them to. I know it'll take months, even years, for you and Josh to fully accept each other... I'm just afraid Josh will make that time a living nightmare for you and be very dismal and uncooperative.."

Kissing him gently on the lips, she smiled, "But let's not think about that now.. My issue with Josh is ruining a very pleasant morning."

Fynns' breathe caressed her face as he let out a low chuckle, hugging her tighter to him - if that were possible. "I don't consider our morning ruined; not in the slightest. But you're right." In one smooth movement, he rolled the both of them to the side, catching his own weight on his lower arms in time so that he wouldn't squish her.

Hovering over her again, he lightly rested his forehead on her shoulder, smiling contently. "Besides, if I just get the hug you at the end of the day, it doesn't matter what problems Josh cause me."