Work? What Work?
Title: Work? What Work?
Rating: PG-13
Team: Spy for the DE's
Word Count: 100
Challenge: No Dialog Challenge
A/N: Originally written as a birthday drabble for sylvanawood and posted here per order of the Dark Mod.
Hermione yawned and tried to stretch without waking Severus. He pulled her closer, as if in his dreams he thought she was trying to leave already, and she turned in his arms and snuggled against his warm chest.
If only I didn’t have to go to work today.
The firmness pressing into her belly seemed to agree.
A noise sounded from deep in his throat, and she knew he’d awakened.
Work, punctuality, and all else were soon forgotten in a tangle of lips and limbs. And as she lay sated in his arms after, she couldn’t be arsed to care.
Rating: PG-13
Team: Spy for the DE's
Word Count: 100
Challenge: No Dialog Challenge
A/N: Originally written as a birthday drabble for sylvanawood and posted here per order of the Dark Mod.
Hermione yawned and tried to stretch without waking Severus. He pulled her closer, as if in his dreams he thought she was trying to leave already, and she turned in his arms and snuggled against his warm chest.
If only I didn’t have to go to work today.
The firmness pressing into her belly seemed to agree.
A noise sounded from deep in his throat, and she knew he’d awakened.
Work, punctuality, and all else were soon forgotten in a tangle of lips and limbs. And as she lay sated in his arms after, she couldn’t be arsed to care.