About Time (Magali, Possibly M)

Nathaniel sat in the shrieking shack in one of the darkest rooms, filled with corpses around him, some filled with blood, others completely clean showing no signs of being clean. They were a gift, an offering of peace on his behalf, to tell his woman that he did not intend to carve another letter into her thigh like many years back. Before being arrested his father had proposed that Nathaniel pop the question, and although the demon saw no reason to do so, he soon understood that others had more respect for girls with rings around their fingers. Specially if those rings smelled of the Grigori, the master of darkness himself. Having told a slytherin girl to warn his woman that he was waiting, Nathaniel had his eyes closed, as his fingers drummed on the table. He had been repeating that cycle for some twenty five minutes now, and he continued...

Magali was surprised Nate wanted to see her. He usually spent this time of the day alone. She had to admit, that she was glad he didn't insist on having her close all he time. It was driving her nuts. She knew what she was getting into when she suggested the Grigori transition. But she would still gladly leave out the jealousy part. "Did something happen?" she asked as she entered the room, quickly looking around. She just hoped none of the people on the floor was important.

With a snap of the demon's fingers the door behind his girlfriend was closed and he wrapped an arm around her waist pushing her against the old, creaking wall as he kissed her lips violently, his hands running around her body, pulling and groping, pinching and grabbing, as he ground against her, "No, but it's about to," he growled possessively.

"Is it now?" she asked seductively, bitting her lip as she stared into his eyes. He was lucky he was hot. Magali wasn't sure how else she would put up with all this crap about grigori. "Is that why the floor is covered in dead people again?" she added another question.

Nathaniel began tearing her clothes piece by piece with his fingers and teeth, his nails dragging down her perfect thighs, before his fingers clutched them tightly and he picked her up and hooked her legs around his waist, slipping his shirt off his body as he slid Magali on top of the pile of corpses. "You ask that as if you're not used to kinky," he cackled.

"You better fix that bra afterwards, Malfoy. It was my favourite," Magali pointed out, igngoring his remark as she kissed him. She didn't care about dead people at all. It was that kind of thing that came in one package with her boyfriend.

Gripping her panties he pulled them down her ivory legs, tossing them to the side, leaving her completely nude. Placing his hands on her legs, he climbed up until he reached her cave where he toyed with her nub, pinching it, before penetrating her with two of his fingers, sliding deep inside her as he climbed on top of Magali and pulled the zipper of his trousers down with his free hand, "How long have we been together?" he asked as his length dropped from his pants, and he began rubbing it against his girlfriend's entrance.

"What kind of question is that?" she hissed between her moans, not really understanding what was going on today. "Three years as far as I remember," she added afterwards. Well, it was more like three years since he decided, but she didn't say a word against it. "Are we trying to have deep conversation while having sex in the same time or am I missing something?"

Piercing into her he hushed her down before cackling maniacally and leaning down, kissing her lips aggressively, "I'll explain after we're done here" he said as he gripped a breast and pushed himself deeper into her.

Some time later...

"So, what was all this about?" Magali asked when she finally managed to fix all her clothes and put it on. Her relationship was beyond weird, but at least the sex was always good. That still didn't change the fact she was confused.

Snapping his fingers a ring appeared around Magali's finger, as he yawned, "You're going to marry me," he said bluntly, before cracking his back with a swift move.