in a loud raucous voice I sing
Happy Birthday bouncy!!!!!!
*snuggles Lissa like mad* Hope you have a fabulous day sweets :)
And here's a little pressie for you:
Whole
Remus/Harry. Lycanthropy. Madness. Sex.
He felt the boy tremble, shivers delicate under his fingers.
“Shhh.”
He licked the boy’s cheek lightly. “No need to be afraid, ‘m not gunna hurt you. Not you.” Nuzzling against the boy’s neck, he inhaled the sharp sweet scent of sweat and fear.
“You smell so good.”
A whimper.
“Now, now. None of that.” He shook his head indulgently. “The moon will be up soon, can you feel it? You won’t have to worry. I’ll take care of you. She will too. She’ll make you feel all better.”
The boy twitched, muscles jumping on their own accord. He felt the beginning of the change. The moon was calling…
“You feel it? I know you do. It pulls and pulls. Drowning.” He nuzzled the boy again. “But afterwards, she saves you. She saves you and turns you loose. It only hurts a little. Only a little.”
Remus could feel the moon - it burned right down to his bones. Seared him from the inside out. But what was that when she gave him all that he’d ever wanted. She set him free. And tonight, tonight he would finally have the one thing he missed.
It was like a jagged hole, there, just under his ribs. Even the moon could not make it go away. She could not take away that ache. Not alone. But he had found something. He had found it. Marked it. Claimed it.
And now he would have a mate.
*snuggles Lissa like mad* Hope you have a fabulous day sweets :)
And here's a little pressie for you:
Whole
Remus/Harry. Lycanthropy. Madness. Sex.
He felt the boy tremble, shivers delicate under his fingers.
“Shhh.”
He licked the boy’s cheek lightly. “No need to be afraid, ‘m not gunna hurt you. Not you.” Nuzzling against the boy’s neck, he inhaled the sharp sweet scent of sweat and fear.
“You smell so good.”
A whimper.
“Now, now. None of that.” He shook his head indulgently. “The moon will be up soon, can you feel it? You won’t have to worry. I’ll take care of you. She will too. She’ll make you feel all better.”
The boy twitched, muscles jumping on their own accord. He felt the beginning of the change. The moon was calling…
“You feel it? I know you do. It pulls and pulls. Drowning.” He nuzzled the boy again. “But afterwards, she saves you. She saves you and turns you loose. It only hurts a little. Only a little.”
Remus could feel the moon - it burned right down to his bones. Seared him from the inside out. But what was that when she gave him all that he’d ever wanted. She set him free. And tonight, tonight he would finally have the one thing he missed.
It was like a jagged hole, there, just under his ribs. Even the moon could not make it go away. She could not take away that ache. Not alone. But he had found something. He had found it. Marked it. Claimed it.
And now he would have a mate.