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Post by angeldust on Jun 2, 2005 4:48:07 GMT -5
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Post by Jaya on Jun 2, 2005 5:24:23 GMT -5
Oh dear!!!
The poor man!!!
Guess it is going to take some extra special treatment
from Minerva!!!
Great chapter
Jaya ;D
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Post by Hogwarts Duo on Jun 2, 2005 5:27:44 GMT -5
Oh how embarassing for Albus but I'm sure Minerva won't hold it against him. In fact, it'll probably be an endearing thing to her. And kissage...woo hoo.  |
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Post by JKMcGonagall on Jun 2, 2005 6:50:40 GMT -5
That was embaressing for Albus, but Min is taking care of him. Great story, I am looking forward to the next installment.
Kay
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Post by ginger newts on Jun 2, 2005 7:39:55 GMT -5
Aw, just when it was getting good Albus had to go and panic...shame. I'm sure Minerva will take wonderful care of him and they'll get back to the fun stuff later.  |
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Post by QuillofMinerva on Jun 2, 2005 13:01:15 GMT -5
Ahhh poor Albus, what a moment to suffer a panic attack! I expect he will be really aware of himself for a few days and because Minerva is being so nice, it may make it worse for him. This is an interesting plot and I am really enjoying how the characters are developing. Never would have thought to have put them into a position such as this.
Clayre x
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Post by griseldalafey on Jun 2, 2005 13:47:40 GMT -5
Wow... when was the last time I signed in? All of a sudden I could read three chapters  Yay!
I like the interaction between them. And I'm sure they'll be able to help each other.
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Post by Isabelle on Jun 2, 2005 17:12:56 GMT -5
Poor MInerva. And Albus too. I'm glad they were able to each other the comfort they needed. Woot for kisses!
Liz
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Post by Lady Lavendar on Jun 2, 2005 19:41:02 GMT -5
Poor poor man! i love thi story, and I hope you update soon!
LL
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Post by Karlynne on Jun 2, 2005 21:59:53 GMT -5
I’ll Hold Your Hand
Chapter Seven
Albus felt the bed shift beneath him and he opened one eye. Where was he? A soft scent on the sheets told him he was in Minerva’s bed. How did he get from the sofa to her bed?
The events of last night poured into his mind and he felt humiliation wash over him again. He tried very hard to make sure no one witnessed his anxiety attacks especially women but Minerva had witnessed one of the worst he had so far. How did she know what to do?
He turned his head to speak but she had gone into her bathroom. She had left the door open a tiny crack but it was enough to let him see her reflection in the mirror. She was washing her face and Albus smiled thinking she was years away from creams and potions to keep her face fresh.
She began brushing her teeth and he closed his eyes. Maybe he could drift back to sleep. The water in the sink was shut off and Albus opened his eyes again. He could only see Minerva from the waist and higher but his eyes widened as she pulled her gown over her head. She stepped into the shower and closed the glass door that gave him a wonderful view.
Desire raced through him and he knew he should turn away but this was safe. She wasn’t after him and although he wasn’t much better than a peeping Tom, he couldn’t turn his eyes away.
For fifteen minutes he watched as she washed and lathered herself with soap. At times her back was to him but he found it just as erotic as when she faced the mirror. He loved the line of muscles and bones and skin covering it all.
His hand brushed across his aching member and he wondered how he would calm down before she came out. He didn’t have time to think about it for very long because she opened the door a little more and peeked out.
His whole head was practically under the covers and she shook her head. He slept as a child would, in a tangle of arms, legs, and covers. She would just step into the room and grab the clothes she had left on the table by the bed. He was asleep and she could tiptoe in and out without waking him.
It would have worked too. At least Albus wouldn’t have alerted her to his wakeful state if she hadn’t tripped over the table leg. He sat up at her muffled cry and reached out a hand to steady her. His hand only touched fabric though and Minerva fell to the floor while he clutched the towel in his hand.
He stared down at her, forgetting to lend a hand to help her up. She reached up and removed the towel from his fingers and held it to her front. She picked up her clothes and scuttled into the bathroom, mortified.
He rose from the bed and left the room. She would not want him there when she came out especially in his current state.
Minerva hurriedly dressed and stared at her face in the mirror. She had never been so embarrassed. First, kissing her last night had caused a panic attack and now she is a klutz in front of him and he sees her starkers.
She smiled slowly. He had stared though. She could still feel his eyes on her. She knew she had a good body. She didn’t have time to lounge around and get soft. She was firm and toned and even her grandmother told her she would ripen into a beautiful woman. Minerva had to admit her breasts did cause men to stare at times and she knew her softly rounded hips swayed seductively although she tried to keep attention away from those with wandering hands.
She wondered how Albus’ hands on her body would feel. His hands were large and he had long fingers. She groaned as she thought of those digits and how they could be used to satisfy a growing hunger within her.
She scolded herself a few minutes later. She needed to find out what happened last night before she could even begin to fantasize about the future.
Albus stayed in his room for nearly an hour. He showered and dressed and took care of minor chores that delayed his appearance in the kitchen.
Minerva gave the porridge a stir and glanced toward the door again. Where was Albus? Scrambled eggs and sausages were ready, the toast was made, and even the coffee had been poured but no Albus.
She decided not to wait for him and served herself. She was nearly finished when he made his appearance. She rose from the table and prepared a plate for him and served him. They ate in silence without looking at each other.
Minerva started the dishes washing in the sink while Albus poured himself a second cup of coffee.
“How long have you had panic attacks?”
“About three months or so,” he mumbled. He raised his head and looked at her. “How did you know what to do?”
“My grandmother used to get them when I was younger.” Minerva peered intently into his eyes. “Do you know what’s causing them?”
Albus nodded and turned his head away.
“Well?” she prompted.
“It’s embarrassing.”
“It can’t be more embarrassing than my falling down and giving you an eyeful earlier.” Her cheeks took on a rosy hue but she didn’t lower her eyes.
Images of Minerva sprawled by the bed crept into his mind again but with effort he was able to push them away.
“When I’m with a woman…when we’re in an intimate situation…I can’t seem to stop the attacks.” Albus lowered his head.
“So you didn’t have this problem your entire life, right?”
“No, it’s fairly recent. I had…there was a problem …” Albus stopped. What was he doing trying to explain this to her.
“I’m willing to listen if you need to talk about it.”
Minerva didn’t push or try to wheedle it out of him. It was better if he unburdened himself on his own.
Slowly and haltingly Albus began to tell her about his disastrous breakup with Eliza. He told her about not being able to perform with Eleanor and how it had worsened to the point of having any woman near him.
“Other than last night you haven’t had a problem when I was near you,” remarked Minerva.
“I can’t explain it. I think its because we were usually in a situation where you were in worse shape than I was. You weren’t much of a threat if you disregard the pepper potion.” He smiled as Minerva blushed as she remembered the incident.
“My grandmother had attacks for years but eventually they lessened. The doctor had her go through several steps of desensitization.”
“How will that help me?” asked Albus.
“I think you just have to relearn being with a woman again. We’ll start with the basics like holding hands. Once you are comfortable with that we’ll move on to other things.”
Albus shook his head. “I can’t ask you to help me.”
“You aren’t asking, I’m volunteering. You’ve already helped me, now let me return the favor.” Minerva rose from the table and held out her hand to him.
Albus was unsure but he reached out and took her hand.
“Let’s go for a walk. We’ll hold hands and talk. That’s all.”
Still a little uncertain he rose and allowed her to lead him from the room.
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Post by LadyJolly on Jun 2, 2005 23:34:47 GMT -5
That's nice of Minerva and it's a good thing she knew what to do. But that was sort of funny but if ever that happend to me and giving someone an eyefull oh gosh i don't know what I'd do heheheh actually I'd stay in my room for years ehheeh or maybe maybe months.
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Post by QuillofMinerva on Jun 3, 2005 11:45:20 GMT -5
Well that's one way to get into his bed lol! *giggle*
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Post by Lady Lavendar on Jun 3, 2005 11:51:29 GMT -5
This story is so funny and so sweet that I'm addicted to it! This made my Friday morning a lot better! Please update soon.
LL
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Post by ginger newts on Jun 3, 2005 13:11:05 GMT -5
Hehe, she's going to desensitize him to women? That's fantastic! I'm sure the treatments will turn out well in the end, but I can't wait to watch what happens.
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Post by Hogwarts Duo on Jun 3, 2005 13:11:43 GMT -5
I love her unique idea of getting closer and closer to Albus. The more I read, the more I want to read the next bit so don't wait too long to post it. Pretty Please!
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Post by Isabelle on Jun 3, 2005 21:33:39 GMT -5
Poor Minerva. Oh boy! I'm so glad she's offering to help him, but then again, who else but Minerva to him?
Liz
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Post by JKMcGonagall on Jun 3, 2005 23:06:29 GMT -5
Hmmmm...seems like this desensitizing could be a lot of fun for Min while she is helping Albus. Lots of fun reading for us too. Please update soon.
Kay
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Post by Karlynne on Jun 3, 2005 23:54:14 GMT -5
I’ll Hold Your Hand
Chapter Eight
“That smells good.” Albus came up behind Minerva and tried to sneak a taste from the spoon she was holding.
She smacked his hand away and gave him a push with her hip.
A week ago his heart would have been racing and his breath would have become labored but not today. He wasn’t experiencing dizziness either. The first three days she didn’t touch him physically except to hold his hand on occasion. There were no accidental brushings or other contact.
He found he was looking forward to simply holding her hand while they walked or even during the evening when they sat on the sofa. He was even initiating the action now.
Last night he had asked her what was next and she had replied simply with, “whatever you feel comfortable doing.”
“How far are you going to take this?” He wanted to know sooner rather than later where the boundaries ended.
“To be honest, the farthest I’ve ever gone was making out with a few boys while I was at Hogwarts. I scorched a few broom closets but beyond some light petting I haven’t done much. I didn’t have the opportunity once I began caring for my grandmother.”
Minerva stepped away from the stove and turned to face him.
“Dinner won’t be ready for at least an hour. What would you like to do?”
Albus smiled broadly and waggled his eyebrows. “We can fool around.”
Minerva smiled in return and took his hand. The walk over to the sofa took an eternity for her. He had been teasing her all week about holding hands and calling it fooling around. He had examined each of her hands thoroughly and would stroke her fingers until she wanted to explode with longing.
She stretched and yawned.
“If you’re tired you can take a nap before dinner,” he offered.
“I’m not tired, just bored.”
He brushed back a lock of hair and she leaned into his hand without thought. He didn’t look like a man that wanted to talk. He looked like a man that wanted to kiss her. He was staring at her lips and the longing in his eyes caused a smoldering of her own.
His lips closed the distance between them and he placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Her skin tingled but she resisted the urge to deepen the kiss and allowed him to call the moves.
He backed away and let out a slow breath. “That was nice.”
She nodded.
“Could I try something else?”
Minerva stared at him for a minute before smiling. “Something new for me or for you?”
“I want to see what my limits are. I don’t think I feel as threatened by you as I do with others.” Albus turned his head away for a minute. “I don’t feel the same when I’m with you.”
“How do you feel?” He turned back to her before answering.
“I feel like I want more than just a physical connection,” he whispered.
“And you didn’t with others?” she prompted.
He shook his head. “I enjoyed their company and I was fond of them but I never thought it would turn into a forever kind of relationship.”
Minerva couldn’t stop the smile that formed on her face. “I think it would be a good idea to see how far we can go but I’m going to let you make all the moves. I can’t stop from responding but I think you’ll feel in control if you’re directing things.”
Albus lifted her hand and kissed it softly. He had wanted to kiss her hands after holding them and stroking them all week but hadn’t dared.
Minerva was surprised that he spent a considerable amount of time with her arms and hands. He eventually moved to her neck. Her blouse was opened at the top and he could place his fingertips at the base of her throat and feel the cords of her neck. Her eyes widened in surprise when his fingers slid to the next button in line and he opened it.
He leaned forward and circled her body with his arms. His head lay in the crook of her neck and he inhaled her fragrance while letting his hands skim her waist.
Minerva’s body began to heat up as his breath flared across her neck. Did he know how she longed to be held in such a manner? He must have read her mind because he scooped her up and placed her on his lap. He held her securely with one arm while his other began caressing her cheek.
Minerva held her breath as his lips grazed the area just below her ear. A soft sigh escaped her when he pushed her blouse from her shoulder and began kissing her clavicle. Minerva didn’t remember the boys from her youth spending time on this area. If only they had known it would turn her to putty.
She believed he couldn’t last much longer and began to relax as he pulled back.
His hand unbuttoned another and the lace edge of her bra was now visible. Another button loosened and she wondered how much further he could go. She forgot to think when his hand landed on her breast.
Tight wires pulsed through her and she felt her arousal intensify as his thumb grazed her satin-covered nipple. She arched upward trying to restrain herself from grabbing him. He watched as a film of perspiration began forming on her upper lip. Her breathing had become shallow. He suddenly felt capable of climbing the highest mountain, slaying the largest dragon. He was arousing her. He was causing desire to build inside of her. He let his fingers glide over the front clasp of her bra and with a deft twist opened it.
He brushed aside the scrap of material hiding her from his sight and slid his hand beneath her, cupping her. Her rosy areola tightened until it was pebbly hard. He didn’t try to resist the urge to excite her and lowered his mouth and suckled. Her gasp brought a smile to his lips but he didn’t stop until she moaned in pleasure. He had caused those moans. He was making music.
Simple notes sounded in his head and he wanted to cheer at the music he was creating.
“Albus,” The tremors within were making it hard to speak but Minerva had to gain his attention. “Albus?”
Albus lifted his head. Did he not please her in some way?
“It’s the doorbell.”
Relief and embarrassment washed over him but Minerva soothed him with a smile and fastened her bra before buttoning her blouse. He stood and ambled to the door. It had better not be a salesman unless they had a need to be hexed into tomorrow.
He opened the door to find Angus MacWhannell standing on the porch.
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Post by Lady Lavendar on Jun 4, 2005 0:04:49 GMT -5
Wow! I was not expexting that! Things where heating up, and then he showed up. I wonder what he has got to say? Update soon!
LL ;D
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Post by Nerweniel on Jun 4, 2005 2:59:53 GMT -5
Let's damn hope Angus is gonna be nice after all ;D! I simply love this story, the way Albus and Minerva interact is something totally new and yet they're, as always, simply adorable. Looking forward to reading the next chapter . Love, Lies |
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Post by Herzele on Jun 4, 2005 3:46:17 GMT -5
This story is wonderful ! And now I'm really looking forward to reading the next chapter ... ;D
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Post by TartanPhoenix on Jun 4, 2005 6:54:33 GMT -5
Great chapter, Please post again soon.
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Post by Alesia on Jun 4, 2005 7:57:27 GMT -5
WOW and YUM!
Glad to see Dad isn't going to turn out to be a slime ball.
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Post by Hogwarts Duo on Jun 4, 2005 8:18:49 GMT -5
HOLY CHRISTMAS BATMAN!  Talk about progressing nicely...wowzers that was good. But talk about bad timing on Dad's part...sheesh! I am reallllly looking forward to the next update!  |
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Post by Jaya on Jun 4, 2005 9:05:49 GMT -5
OH GEEZ!!!
Parents are ALWAYS getting in the way!!!
Get rid of him and get back to the desensitizing!!!!
Jaya ;D
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Post by tayryn on Jun 4, 2005 9:19:50 GMT -5
very nice.
i love the slow pace of the "desensitizing"!!
and i am so proud that i am not the only one who loves to interrupt their couple just as things are getting good! *G*
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Post by Kerin on Jun 4, 2005 9:20:46 GMT -5
Oh I just had a horrible flashback of my Dad walking in on me and a date only there wasn't a polite ringing of the doorbell! Why did he have to interrupt?
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Post by ginger newts on Jun 4, 2005 10:34:40 GMT -5
Ugh, what a moment for an interuption! Stupid Angus... I really liked the direction things were going in this chapter, I hope Albus doesn't decide he needs to slow down or something silly after they get rid of the intruder. Can't wait to see what happens.
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Post by QuillofMinerva on Jun 4, 2005 11:54:15 GMT -5
Well I certainly did not expect that and what a place to stop! Next chapter pretty please  |
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Post by angeldust on Jun 4, 2005 12:56:18 GMT -5
what bloody awful timing!!!!!!!!!! (sigh) he better have something important to say
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Yay! 
Talk about progressing nicely...wowzers that was good. But talk about bad timing on Dad's part...sheesh! I am reallllly looking forward to the next update! 
