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Title: Slytherin Secrets
Team: Death Eaters aiming to get laid by sexy vampires. No, True Blood does not do the trick.
Challenge: vampire
Rating: NC-17
Words: 100x2
Characters: Hermione and Severus
Disclaimer: Not mine
A/N: What! A week with ZERO result? Can´t have that, ladies, exchange or not! Let´s play =)
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He´s a study in dark and pale, enigmatic and temperamental -- the vampire theory is widely spread and not so far fetched.
Of course she needs to find out.
Sneaking through glumly lit corridors she reaches his dungeons in the middle of the night, clasping a clove of garlic and feeling stupid for doing so.
She´s shocked when the wall tears open and sucks her in, the air a storm throwing her on the floor.
The hem of his robes fills her vision and she´s scared beyond herself.
”Well, well, well…” he says, sounding oddly excited. ”This is an unexpected treat.”
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He bends to kiss her and his lips paint stories on her mouth, her cheeks, her throat. She gives in to him, gives up, wants more.
”Will you bite me?” she whispers.
His chuckle is soft, intimate, and she knows she wants him to. She turns her face, giving him access to her throat, but he´s occupied with her skirt.
”You know, I really find this vampire persona quite handy,” he says as he seeks her entrance.
Realisation dawns on her as he thrusts into her with a satisfied grunt.
Not a vampire, she thinks, but Slytherin to the core.
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Team: Death Eaters aiming to get laid by sexy vampires. No, True Blood does not do the trick.
Challenge: vampire
Rating: NC-17
Words: 100x2
Characters: Hermione and Severus
Disclaimer: Not mine
A/N: What! A week with ZERO result? Can´t have that, ladies, exchange or not! Let´s play =)
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
He´s a study in dark and pale, enigmatic and temperamental -- the vampire theory is widely spread and not so far fetched.
Of course she needs to find out.
Sneaking through glumly lit corridors she reaches his dungeons in the middle of the night, clasping a clove of garlic and feeling stupid for doing so.
She´s shocked when the wall tears open and sucks her in, the air a storm throwing her on the floor.
The hem of his robes fills her vision and she´s scared beyond herself.
”Well, well, well…” he says, sounding oddly excited. ”This is an unexpected treat.”
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
He bends to kiss her and his lips paint stories on her mouth, her cheeks, her throat. She gives in to him, gives up, wants more.
”Will you bite me?” she whispers.
His chuckle is soft, intimate, and she knows she wants him to. She turns her face, giving him access to her throat, but he´s occupied with her skirt.
”You know, I really find this vampire persona quite handy,” he says as he seeks her entrance.
Realisation dawns on her as he thrusts into her with a satisfied grunt.
Not a vampire, she thinks, but Slytherin to the core.
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