Babbling Out Party
Title: Babbling Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Aurora/Irma
Rating: R
Warning(s): Strong suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #89 - “You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.”, Fabric, Rule
Summary: Irma blushes in the afterglow. Follows Guiding Out Party.
Irma blinked her eyes open. Replete with a pleasure more intense than any she'd ever known, she felt boneless...mindless...weightless.
Aurora had risen from her kneeling position on the floor, and she was puttering about Irma's office as if she owned the space. The young professor had a kettle on to boil, and she was rummaging in the cupboards. "Would you care for some tea, Madam?" Aurora asked.
The question was so innocent, so innocuous, that Irma could almost believe they were merely dear friends, about to share a cup of tea. Instead, they were...lovers? At any rate, the two of them were naked in Irma's office, and they had just shared a rather shocking intimacy.
"Madam Pince?" Aurora questioned softly, turning to look at Irma.
Irma gave a slight shake of her head and sat up on her desk. She closed her legs primly and reached up to smooth her mussed hair. "Tea would be lovely, dear," she replied. Irma was proud of how steady her voice sounded, never mind that her fingers still trembled. “You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me," she added. Irma clamped her lips shut when she realized she was babbling.
Aurora laughed in delight. "I suppose that's why you are such a good librarian," she commented, pouring two cups of water. Aurora added bags of chamomile tea to each cup and handed one to Irma.
A warm blush suffused Irma's face. She glanced about, spying a piece of ruffled fabric sticking out from under her desk. It was her party dress, and she wondered if she could casually retrieve it and don the garment again. Irma felt terribly exposed like this. Professor Sinistra, however, seemed completely at ease, sky clad as she was.
"Would you like to get dressed?" Aurora asked. "I can sense you're uncomfortable."
"I would feel better with something on," Irma admitted, "but I don't want you to feel obligated to follow my lead."
"That's quite alright," said Aurora. "There's no rule for post-cunnilingus etiquette, you know."
Playing Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Aurora/Irma
Rating: R
Warning(s): Strong suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #89 - “You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.”, Fabric, Rule
Summary: Irma blushes in the afterglow. Follows Guiding Out Party.
Irma blinked her eyes open. Replete with a pleasure more intense than any she'd ever known, she felt boneless...mindless...weightless.
Aurora had risen from her kneeling position on the floor, and she was puttering about Irma's office as if she owned the space. The young professor had a kettle on to boil, and she was rummaging in the cupboards. "Would you care for some tea, Madam?" Aurora asked.
The question was so innocent, so innocuous, that Irma could almost believe they were merely dear friends, about to share a cup of tea. Instead, they were...lovers? At any rate, the two of them were naked in Irma's office, and they had just shared a rather shocking intimacy.
"Madam Pince?" Aurora questioned softly, turning to look at Irma.
Irma gave a slight shake of her head and sat up on her desk. She closed her legs primly and reached up to smooth her mussed hair. "Tea would be lovely, dear," she replied. Irma was proud of how steady her voice sounded, never mind that her fingers still trembled. “You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me," she added. Irma clamped her lips shut when she realized she was babbling.
Aurora laughed in delight. "I suppose that's why you are such a good librarian," she commented, pouring two cups of water. Aurora added bags of chamomile tea to each cup and handed one to Irma.
A warm blush suffused Irma's face. She glanced about, spying a piece of ruffled fabric sticking out from under her desk. It was her party dress, and she wondered if she could casually retrieve it and don the garment again. Irma felt terribly exposed like this. Professor Sinistra, however, seemed completely at ease, sky clad as she was.
"Would you like to get dressed?" Aurora asked. "I can sense you're uncomfortable."
"I would feel better with something on," Irma admitted, "but I don't want you to feel obligated to follow my lead."
"That's quite alright," said Aurora. "There's no rule for post-cunnilingus etiquette, you know."
Playing Out Party