Happy Birthday, SnarkySweetness
“Stop what, Charlie? You should be more specific.” She was playing with him and Charlie knew it. What he didn’t know was why.
“Stop tracing runes on my cock, Athena McGonagall.” He might not mind if he knew what she was about, but since he didn’t know, and she didn’t share, he wasn’t of a mind to let her continue.
“You’ve traced runes on me before, Charlie Weasley. You might think I’ve been too out of my mind with pleasure to notice but I assure you I have,” she huffed at him and Charlie’s cock twitched under her finger. He loved it when she got all worked up.
“That’s different,” Charlie said, willing his traitorous appendage not to respond to the rune she was drawing on him now.
“I fail to see how,” Attie insisted.
“You’re an Auror. You have a dangerous job. I’m only adding a little extra protection by drawing the runes and infusing them with my l… um, regard for you.” Charlie congratulated himself for stopping the full confession in time.
“Excuse me, Dragon Boy, but last I heard you have a dangerous job. Maybe I’m only adding a little extra protection by drawing runes and infusing them with my regard for you? Did that even occur to you?” Attie shifted her attention from his cock up to his eyes in way that made his cock jump in her hand again. “Maybe I started drawing them three days ago. Maybe I finished last night. All except this part because you weren’t hard and I needed you awake and hard to get this last part just right? Tell me, Charlie, did you think of that?” She was challenging him now. Of course he bloody well thought of that once he recognized the pattern of runes and how she was drawing them.
Of course he knew she was bluffing.
“Wouldn’t matter, Attie. Those runes I drew on you were special. Even if you repeated them exactly, it wouldn’t work,” he told her truthfully.
“And why’s that? What makes you think you’re so special, Weasley?” She raised an eyebrow at him and he wondered if McGonagall women were born using that facial expression. It was easier to think it was hereditary than to think she was on to him.
She crawled up his body from where she was between his legs and nipped at his earlobe before whispering, “Want me to tell you why? You think you’re so very clever, Charlie, but I know something you don’t know. You talk in your sleep. So you see, I already know you’re in love with me.” She smirked, “That’s why you think this pattern will only work for you. Isn’t that right, Charlie?”
“Attie, I…”
“Shh. I have news for you Charlie. I’ve been on to you for a while now. And what’s more, I know what you did to me with those lovely little runes you like to draw. Further, I think I’m going to,” she reached between them and drew the final rune on the very tip of his cock, “pay you,” she reached for her wand, “back with,” and non-verbally cast the activation spell, “the same.” Charlie’s entire body was momentarily infused with pleasure as the protections settled around him.
“Guess I knew something else you didn’t know, Charlie.” Athena smirked again. Charlie was beginning to dread that look on her pixie-ish face. “You see, I’m in love with you, too.”
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“Stop tracing runes on my cock, Athena McGonagall.” He might not mind if he knew what she was about, but since he didn’t know, and she didn’t share, he wasn’t of a mind to let her continue.
“You’ve traced runes on me before, Charlie Weasley. You might think I’ve been too out of my mind with pleasure to notice but I assure you I have,” she huffed at him and Charlie’s cock twitched under her finger. He loved it when she got all worked up.
“That’s different,” Charlie said, willing his traitorous appendage not to respond to the rune she was drawing on him now.
“I fail to see how,” Attie insisted.
“You’re an Auror. You have a dangerous job. I’m only adding a little extra protection by drawing the runes and infusing them with my l… um, regard for you.” Charlie congratulated himself for stopping the full confession in time.
“Excuse me, Dragon Boy, but last I heard you have a dangerous job. Maybe I’m only adding a little extra protection by drawing runes and infusing them with my regard for you? Did that even occur to you?” Attie shifted her attention from his cock up to his eyes in way that made his cock jump in her hand again. “Maybe I started drawing them three days ago. Maybe I finished last night. All except this part because you weren’t hard and I needed you awake and hard to get this last part just right? Tell me, Charlie, did you think of that?” She was challenging him now. Of course he bloody well thought of that once he recognized the pattern of runes and how she was drawing them.
Of course he knew she was bluffing.
“Wouldn’t matter, Attie. Those runes I drew on you were special. Even if you repeated them exactly, it wouldn’t work,” he told her truthfully.
“And why’s that? What makes you think you’re so special, Weasley?” She raised an eyebrow at him and he wondered if McGonagall women were born using that facial expression. It was easier to think it was hereditary than to think she was on to him.
She crawled up his body from where she was between his legs and nipped at his earlobe before whispering, “Want me to tell you why? You think you’re so very clever, Charlie, but I know something you don’t know. You talk in your sleep. So you see, I already know you’re in love with me.” She smirked, “That’s why you think this pattern will only work for you. Isn’t that right, Charlie?”
“Attie, I…”
“Shh. I have news for you Charlie. I’ve been on to you for a while now. And what’s more, I know what you did to me with those lovely little runes you like to draw. Further, I think I’m going to,” she reached between them and drew the final rune on the very tip of his cock, “pay you,” she reached for her wand, “back with,” and non-verbally cast the activation spell, “the same.” Charlie’s entire body was momentarily infused with pleasure as the protections settled around him.
“Guess I knew something else you didn’t know, Charlie.” Athena smirked again. Charlie was beginning to dread that look on her pixie-ish face. “You see, I’m in love with you, too.”
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