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Myles didn't want to be alone anymore. He didn't want to go to an empty, cold bed night after night. He began to think this was going to be the rest of his life and he would have to accept it. And then he met Sophie. She quite literally took his breath away. He loved the smell of her hair, the way her eyes lit up when she smiled, and the sound of her laugh.
Now here she was, just like in every one of his dreams only better. They were making out like teenagers in the music room. Her lips were soft against his and her scent wrapped around his nose and there was a warmth to her that he couldn't explain. She was just as touched starved as him it seemed, by the way she was forcing his arms to wrap her around tighter and threading her fingers in his hair. Even after they'd been together nearly three months it was never enough. She was trying to be as close as possible to him and he smiled at the thought. It warmed his heart to know she wanted this just as much. He felt her wands wander down to his jeans and she rubbed his butt and lightly pinched him. He chuckled into the kiss and nipped her bottom lip.
They finally pulled apart for air. Their foreheads resting against eachother, gasping and smiling like two idiots.
The Christmas party was just months ago but it seemed like yesterday because Myles almost lost her. Once they were back together Myles never stopped apologizing. In a very, very satisfying way for Sophie. It was almost the summer season and the two of them had been inseparable, well 3 of course counting Hamish. There was so much they hadn't discovered about eachother and one thing Myles realized was that Sophie needed just as much attention as he did. Perhaps more. She always wanted him near. Whether she was writing or brainstorming ideas with him, she has to be touching him or at least be able to see him. But Myles didn't mind, he felt the same. They had both been hurt and broken and alone for too long.
Their sex life was amazing. They both had a ferocity for each other in the bedroom but were mostly able to keep things PG in public. The castle and every room in it did not count as public. So Thomas may have walked in on a private moment or two.....four. But that his own fault in Myles' opinion.
Sophie was back to kissing him in the present, her hand wrapped in his hair scratching his scalp and making him moan. Her other hand sneaking under his shirt to feel his skin, and she was forcing her tongue between their lips, and before he realized she had him backed into the piano. He felt a surge of arousal as he remembered making love to her against this very piano a week ago. He'd never be able to play it without thinking of that. Sophie pulled away from the kiss and wordlessly guiding him out of the room and up to their comfy bed.
Myles smiled and let her take control of him. Sophie could lead him anywhere and he'd happily follow and watch her walk as he did.