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Title: Dark Alley
Team: Spy for theOrder
Challenge: Knockturn Alley Challenge
Length: 3 X 100
Rating: R
Hermione wondered if he would still be there again. Rounding the
corner, she saw him.
How could she forget that tall, lean silhouette in black with a hood
that concealed his features. Without a word she walked past him
with a subtle twist of her head to indicate that he should follow her.
Once in the familiar alcove, he quickly lifted her robes and
slipped into her, thrusting into her silently.
She clamped her teeth onto his shoulder to keep quiet, as a scream
from her would surely alert someone, or worse, bring Aurors to
their location.
The only sound was the gentle echo of skin slapping against skin in
the deserted alley: their ballad.
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Hermione couldn't help herself. She had tasted the forbidden fruit of
anonymous sex with this unknown man, and now constantly hungered
for his cock to plunge into her, providing her release yet again.
Throwing her head back, her mouth gaped open, but no
sound issued forth. Silence.
After she came, he finally allowed his own release. A quick swish
of his wand and they were both clean as if the act had never transpired.
Her hand reached out, stroking the unseen cheek of her gigolo
hidden in the folds of his hood. Breath from a gentle sigh
caressed her hand.
-------------------
Once galleons had been exchanged, she merely said, "Thank you,"
before turning away to disappear into the chilled night.
Severus leaned against the wall and heaved a great troubled sigh.
Why did he agree to her picking him that first night she showed up
in an alley known for cheap and easy sex?
He was becoming attached to one of his customers, and that was
dangerous in his trade. But the expression of her features in the throws
of an orgasm was his own addiction. She would be back tomorrow night
and maybe then he might finally speak to her.
Team: Spy for theOrder
Challenge: Knockturn Alley Challenge
Length: 3 X 100
Rating: R
Hermione wondered if he would still be there again. Rounding the
corner, she saw him.
How could she forget that tall, lean silhouette in black with a hood
that concealed his features. Without a word she walked past him
with a subtle twist of her head to indicate that he should follow her.
Once in the familiar alcove, he quickly lifted her robes and
slipped into her, thrusting into her silently.
She clamped her teeth onto his shoulder to keep quiet, as a scream
from her would surely alert someone, or worse, bring Aurors to
their location.
The only sound was the gentle echo of skin slapping against skin in
the deserted alley: their ballad.
-------------------
Hermione couldn't help herself. She had tasted the forbidden fruit of
anonymous sex with this unknown man, and now constantly hungered
for his cock to plunge into her, providing her release yet again.
Throwing her head back, her mouth gaped open, but no
sound issued forth. Silence.
After she came, he finally allowed his own release. A quick swish
of his wand and they were both clean as if the act had never transpired.
Her hand reached out, stroking the unseen cheek of her gigolo
hidden in the folds of his hood. Breath from a gentle sigh
caressed her hand.
-------------------
Once galleons had been exchanged, she merely said, "Thank you,"
before turning away to disappear into the chilled night.
Severus leaned against the wall and heaved a great troubled sigh.
Why did he agree to her picking him that first night she showed up
in an alley known for cheap and easy sex?
He was becoming attached to one of his customers, and that was
dangerous in his trade. But the expression of her features in the throws
of an orgasm was his own addiction. She would be back tomorrow night
and maybe then he might finally speak to her.