Beaxbaton Academy of Magic, France, 1988 (Vanessa - Mature)

The touch of Vanessa's lips on his brought Louis down in to a state of relaxation that should probably have been worrying with the quick change of emotion that only she could establish. The way her fingers moved to his hair, sending electric-like shocks down his back, was only adding to his comfort, almost making him want to curl in to her and forget the whole thing. It was silly, he was silly.

"What do you mean...?"

Louis' eyes fluttered open when she made no move to leave him, only to find complete confusion written on her features. Trust him to come up with the most complex way of trying to tell her what he wanted, only for Vanessa to not understand him in the slightest. She wanted him to explain, and Louis could feel a slight reddening in his cheeks beginning to take hold.

"Ven," Louis started, his hand moving to the small of her back to draw soft, reassuring circles through her nightdress. Louis looked away for a moment, a small laugh escaping his lips at his own incompetence in this situation, but he sobered up a moment later. "I wanted to ask... if we can have... go to the next step of our relationship. When you have such strong feelings for someone you give them the one thing you don't give to others, the highest form of showing such feelings..."

Louis took a steadying breath before his hand moved over her hip and over the covered part of her thigh, pausing at the bottom. It was his way of trying to show her without having to use vulgar words, nor a word that he wasn't sure of the true meaning. But she surely had to understand now, but Louis would not move any further until she accepted his request.

Because above anything else, Vanessa was a lady, and you always protected a lady's honour.

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"Ven," Louis started, his hand moving to the small of her back to draw soft, reassuring circles through her nightdress.

His fingers, through gentle, left her skin tingling from the sensation as he caressed her back in a way he had never done before. Louis had held her many times before, had danced with her on countless occasions, his hands automatically fitting her waist in their usual, perfect way.

But this gentle, directed, intentional movement was making something inside her coil tightly as she lay pressed to him. There was nothing amusing about the way that something twisted inside her, wanting Louis closer against all common sense. How much closer could he get to her, they were practically the same person at the moment.

And then he laughed, making the teen flush. Had she missed something or was he teasing again? Whether his laughter was intended to be short lived or he noticed her face, Vanessa didn't know but a moment later, it ceased.

"I wanted to ask... if we can have... go to the next step of our relationship. When you have such strong feelings for someone you give them the one thing you don't give to others, the highest form of showing such feelings..."

Vanessa nodded slowly. He was referring to trust, in a roundabout way. Though how he could think she didn't trust him at this point she couldn't imagine. When push came to shove, Louis was possibly the only person in the worst she could trust blindly.

A soft gasp escaped her as his hand inched over her hip and towards her mid thigh, sending more tingles up an down her body. The witch closed her eyes, expecting the feeling to die down, or for it to flare up again, or his hand to move.

But it stayed where it was, soft against her silken skin, not braving the borders of the black lace edging of her nightgown.

Taking a deep breath, Vanessa opened her eyes once more, seeking out his own before she uttered the next words.

"I trust you."

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The soft gasp as his hand moved almost made Louis want to run away, thinking for the slightest moment that he'd hurt her, gone to far. But his worry was unjust because it was a gasp that had no negative roots. It was, Louis believed, the sound of acceptance to his actions.

"I trust you."

Those words were like magic to Louis' ears, the smile on his lips only showing that as his lips moved to hers, kissing her softly in thank you to begin with. His hand didn't move to start with, the boy kissing her first in an attempt to steady himself, but very slowly his fingers moved over her thigh. Her skin there was softer than the back of her hand, softer than even her cheeks, and without realising he'd been holding his breath Louis exhaled softly.

The girl he'd been waiting for was something much more important than he'd ever realised, and so very slowly his hand pushed the night gown up to her hip, revelling in the soft skin he left exposed. Louis pressed the night gown higher though, exposing her flat stomach, his trembling fingers taking in every inch of skin on display as his kisses stayed light on her lips. The all too familiar stirring of feelings was rising in his body like Vanessa had made him do so many times before, but this time he didn't need to hide it from her.

There was no where left to hide any longer, because there was nothing left to be scared of between them.

It took another moment for Louis to work up the courage to move further up her body, pressing the nightgown up until the silk no longer kept them apart. A soft, breathless moan left him as his fingers took in the curve of her breast, taking his sweet time to take all of her in before finding the nipple. Without realising his lips had moved around Vanessa's lower lip, sucking gently as his thumb caressed the skin of her breasts.

He wanted to be everywhere all at once, but Louis knew that you couldn't rush in to such things, they both needed to get used to this new bond of theirs. Releasing her lip, Louis placed a soft kiss on her chin, working his way slowly down her jaw. "Are you okay, Ven..?" Louis whispered, his lips not moving from her skin as he kept kissing her, hoping to ease her nerves as they began to work on her neck, soft and reassuring the whole time.

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It began softly as Louis' lips ghosted over hers once more, inducing more of that mind zapping sensation in her. Vanessa might not know how this was supposed to happen but she did know if there was anyone she would ever be trying this with, it would be the boy who was carefully inching the silk of her night dress off her skin.

The trembling started deep in her stomach as foreign sensations announced themselves in her body. The twisting, coiling fear accompanied by the thrill of his touch on places he had never ventured before. Vanessa closed her eyes tightly as she felt his hand creep over her stomach, making something twist painfully inside her. Vanessa had never considered herself overly modest but modesty took over now, heating her face with the realization of what Louis was seeing.

All the imperfections she didn't even bothered to acknowledge every day were now in plain view.

The witch let out a whimper of fear and something else she couldn't quite define as his hands touched her breast, making her wish... She didn't know. One moment she wanted him to stop, the next moment she wanted to see how it would all turn it if she let him continue. Both options seemed bizarre in her mind and equally plausible too.

And beneath it all, the concerns that had drawn her to him that night. How much of his touches came from practiced ease.

"Are you okay, Ven..?"

The brunette's entire frame was trembling as his lips found her neck, sending jolts of electricity up and down her spine as he kissed her. But did that mean she was alright? No, she hadn't felt less alright in a long time. Fear around Louis was not natural. While other girls had grown up trying to mask imperfections with make up and put on entirely different personalities to attract the opposite sex, Vanessa had never really bothered because you couldn't hide from someone you grew up with. She had also grown up secure in the knowledge that Louis didn't particularly care of a strand of hair was out of place or if her eyes looked tired after a day of intensive revision.

But now she realized she did care. She had kept something hidden from him, and the threat of exposing herself fully to the boy made the fear uncurl inside her anew, washing over Vanessa in waves where she lay.

But instead of saying all this, the teen merely reached for his hand, the one on her breast, and slowly removed it from her person, entwining her fingers with his as both their hands rested on the bed beside her.

She was still pressed against him, her breasts brushing the hard muscle of his chest, but at least her hand was in his. That would calm her down. It always did.

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t was perhaps his own naivety that had led Louis to believe the slight tremble of her body had been a good thing. He'd been with girls before, though they'd always been the ones to start the ball rolling. Louis had never really been looking for someone else, they just seemed to find him. So it could only be his own stupidity that would believe Vanessa would be exactly the same.

As Vanessa's fingers linked through his, half of his mind thought she was leading him, but the only leading she was doing was to move his fingers away from her body. The frown on his face was only small as his lips stopped working against her throat, taking his time to assess the situation. Why had she moved away from him? What had he done wrong?

Had he done anything wrong?

The answer to all of it was he didn't know. Louis moved back up to her lips, guessing staying in safer waters was the best way to help Vanessa in that moment. The pad of his thumb brushed the back of her hand softly, trying to reinstate the calm she needed. Merlin why did Vanessa have to be more complicated than anyone else in the world? "I'm here, Ven, you're safe." Louis whispered against her lips, the rest of his body stayed perfectly still except for the reassuring circles on the back of her hand.

There was one thing Louis would always do, he'd always wait for Vanessa.

Always.

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Vanessa wasn't sure what she had expected, or even if she had expected anything to happen. If the haze that seem to encompass her mind at the moment would clear, she could understand what she wanted. Did she want Louis to stop? Did she want him to continue? Everything jumbled together confusingly in her mind, one question leading to another.

Until his lips found hers once again, clearing her mind of all thought.

She was still extremely aware of their bodies pressed so closed together but it was... different now. It was better because her hand was in his, the pad of his thumb brushing tenderly against her skin. The knot of panic in her stomach was still present but less... accessible when he was kissing her.

"I'm here, Ven, you're safe."

His words rang with sincerity. They always had when he spoke to her. Was this tone only reserved for her though?

"Bien sur," she whispered back, reciprocating the kisses as she sought the courage of a few minutes ago. Kissing was good, she could manage that. She could lose herself in that. The brunette was fairly sure on her ability in that area, having been practicing for three years with the very same boy.

But the rest... Tentatively, the witch deepened the kiss, her tongue gently caressing his as their hands lay entwined beside them. Maybe they could try again... Maybe this time, it would not be so frightening.

Louis would never, ever hurt her.

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The kissing started softly, Vanessa relaxing in to him, if only slightly. It was enough to know that she was trusting him to keep her safe though, more than her words could ever convey to him. Louis obliged her tongue as it slowly worked its way in to his mouth, the taste of her growing in his mouth once more. Leaving him with the normal manner of need that he only associated with Vanessa.

The deepening kiss was all Louis had to work on in regards to what Vanessa had wanted. That and the simple fact she had not moved to cover herself up. The Frenchman had not taken the time to take her in, too scared at first but finding exploring Vanessa was better with his hands than anything his eyes could tell him. His eyes could not tell him how soft her skin was, how smoothly his hands would glide over it. Louis did not need eyesight to commit her to memory, Vanessa had taken each one of his senses and made a memory for him to keep. Touch was just being amended in this moment to something much more magical than before.

It was as Louis' tongue won the sparring match they'd initiated that he moved their hands from the bed sheet. Not letting go of the strength she needed so much, instead using it to help her see that this was going to be okay. After placing Vanessa's hand on her hip, Louis' hand moved to cover it, the palm of his hand rested softly on the back of hers, their fingers facing the opposite directions. His own fingers only ghosts on her skin.

Louis waited for a few seconds, allowing her time to get used to what he had in mind. Whether it would work, he had no idea, but his hand was right on hers for the reassurance she needed. Then slowly, so very slowly, Louis guided their hands over her stomach first, much like he had before she pulled him away. Inching up her body, showing her exactly what he'd felt as he'd explored, hoping she'd somehow understand that he saw her as beautiful and nothing less.

There was a tiny falter just before the curve of her breasts, but only for a second, and then Louis showed her how he'd cupped her breast, using his own thumb across the top of her breast in the same manner he did on the back of her hand. Her comfort blanket as it were, delivered in a more intimate area as his lips continued to move with hers. Hoping somehow that this unconventional display would show her all he needed to, make her more comfortable with the whole display, because it was nothing less than what she deserved. Vanessa deserved the world and all it had to offer, and Louis would make sure that she got every last part of it.

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Displaying patience most people would never have expected of Louis Clement, the boy willingly let her cling to his hand, not moving until she moved, not reaching out to deepen the kiss until she did. Vanessa had always known most people didn't understand Louis. In the same way most people never understood things they had never really tried, simply formed a second hand opinion on after hearing others talk about it.

Vanessa wasn't one of them though. She had stayed too long with her cousin to know exactly how caring he could be despite the exterior he presented to the world. A part of her liked to believe such behavior was reserved for her alone, but then her logical side would insist that he was just as protective of Dominic.

As she felt herself losing into his kisses, her mind a happy state of oblivion as his tongue dueled with hers, Vanessa was almost ready to believe the earlier hitch hadn't happened. This was Louis, after all. The boy who had shown her how to navigate the maze in the Dahlientelle, the one who helped her better her jinxes for class, the young man who had saved her from many an unwanted dances at various socials across the country.

The one she was destined for.

Her breath hitched once more as he moved their hands, but no feeling of raw panic followed because his own hand was still there, still very present on hers. Guiding her on her own body.

This time, the brunette experienced everything through his touch. It wasn't even surprising that they could share sensations like that. As his hand traced the same path across her skin once more, this time, her own fingertips in tow, understanding, dim but present, began to form.

He found her... attractive.

More than attractive, judging by the fond, unhasty manner in which his hands ghosted over her skin.

This time, when his thumb reached the sensitive skin of her breast, it was expected. This time the spikes of pleasure and nerves did not catch her off guard, throwing her into a panicked frenzy. This time... this time it felt right.

Slowly, the witch moved her own hand away from her person, letting Louis' remain where it was.

Silently giving him permission to advance.

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As Vanessa's fingers left her body, Louis' hand moved to enclose the skin she had left, cupping her breast as his thumb caressed her nipple softly. A deep exhalation showed his contentment as his tongue continued to probe her mouth. She'd given him permission, and very slowly he could feel the beginnings of a reaction under his thumb as Vanessa's body grew accustomed to his touch. A smile touched his lips at the evidence before him, not of smugness but genuine happiness that perhaps she felt as strongly about him, in all the different ways he felt for her.

Louis' pace did not increase in what he was doing, treating each breast with the same experience. His lips didn't leave hers this time though, scared of other doing the new situation too much in that moment. But as he felt the second nipple come to the same hardened entity as the first, Louis gently pressed Vanessa on to her back. Shifting his body weight back to her side, Louis trailed his fingers from her breast down towards her navel. Only when they were in the safe waters of her stomach area did Louis pull away, only slightly.

"Tu es belle, Ven." He whispered against her lips, taking a brief moment to actually look down at the body his hands had been exploring quite freely. "Tellement beau." Louis confirmed, his eyes moving back to her face, before leaning down to touch their lips together once more. There were many things he'd wanted to tell her, for such a long time, but Louis simply couldn't. He was too scared that she would laugh at him, say he was too much like Dominic.

But Louis, pushed that away as his tongue ran expertly over her lower lip, knowing she would react to him as his fingers brushed her hip and over the outside of her thigh. There was no rush in his movements, the same as before, just gentle touches of appreciation as she allowed him to explore. As his fingers moved up her thigh, Louis moved over the front, intent on making her feel like the only girl in the world, the only one he would ever need to be with.

As Louis' finger met the inside of her thigh, just above the knee, he once again slowed down. Barely moving his fingers so that she would have the chance to pull away from him. His lips remained constant though, peppering her lips with the reassuring kisses that were made only for her. Kisses that spoke of so many feelings, his want for her, his need, how he treasured her above all overs, how he would never touch another in this way. It was all for Vanessa, every part of him was Vanessa's and he intended on showing her just that.

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Another soft whimper left her lips, only to be swallowed by Louis, as he slowly cupped her breast, lavishing the flesh with attention of the likes Vanessa had never imagined possible. His hand just seemed to be made to fit that part of her anatomy, or rather, her breast seemed to be fashioned for solely this purpose, solely for him. The feeling in her stomach was back but it was no longer dread. It was... as though she wanted something. Wanted something more.

"Tu es belle, Ven."

The dusting of pink on her cheeks must be permanent by now, the witch thought as she closed her eyes bashfully at his compliment. Vanessa hadn't grown up with any particular qualms about her looks. A lady looked well and dressed well and spoke well, at least if Grandmere had anything to say about it. But even so, Vanessa looked as made up and schooled as all the other girls from high born families. She had never felt especially beautiful.

Until now.

"Tellement beau."

"C'est la première fois que vous avez dit que," she whispered back, eyes still closed as she managed the sentence between kisses. It wasn't important why he hadn't said it before, just that he had. Because Louis calling her beautiful made it true. He made her beautiful in her own eyes and for that, Vanessa would always be grateful.

There was no one else in the whole world she wanted to be beautiful for than the boy holding her close to him, keeping her safe from the world.

Electricity trailed his fingers on her thighs, making the feeling of wanting something intensify in her stomach. Never had Vanessa experienced something so... so debilitating as she did now. The sensation was going to drive her insane. The witch wished she could understand what her body was trying to convey to her and at the same time, afraid of what that understanding would bring.

It was clear to the witch that both Louis and her stood on the brink of... of something new. Completely uncharted territory. Something that would change them forever.

But taking that final step would require more strength and faith than Vanessa had.

"Louis..." His name was a mere whisper between kisses. Uncertainty claimed her once more but this time... this time she could be honest about it. "I'm scared..."

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