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Author: Irisri
Title: Spying
Rating: PG-13 for nudity, and fastination (hahahahaha)
Summary: She slips out of her clothing, neat as always.
Pairing: Hermione/Lucius
Prompt: Window (lions_serpents)
Prompts Completed: 19/50
Words: 298
Warnings: Um… Peeping Toms anyone? Could or could not be AU
Disclaimers: JKR owns all. I just use her playthings as mine, only to break them. Unfortunately, I can’t buy her more as they cost hundreds of millions of dollars. Sorry Jo.
She slips out of her clothing, neat as always, carefully pulling her legs from each pant, before folding the item and placing it neatly in her laundry basket. She pulls down her panties, just as neat, just as slow, the pink lace catching lightly on her skin as she slides it down her calves before pulling her feet smoothing through the opening, then she folds the underwear too. She hooks fingers around the hem of her shirt, pulling up, making the fabric bunch together, and it slides up her back, revealing the smooth arch of it, the two dimples at the small of her back, and the valley of her spine.
She’s beautiful, and his mouth waters as he watches her, his eyes dilate with the lust of wanting something she’ll never give him willingly. He watches as she unclasps her bra, the practical white fabric falling away to reveal small mole beneath her left shoulder blade. She lets the straps fall from her arms, and now he isn’t watching her smooth bottom as she bends to pick up the bra, but her breasts as they shift and sway with her movement. Now she tosses the bra in the basket, along with the rest of her clothes. She doesn’t watch her window, he knows, since the first time he stumbled upon this place. She thinks that since she lives in the country, it doesn’t matter, and no one will see. She’s wrong. He comes whenever possible. He waits until she pulls on the big male shirt, until he knows that she will turn around to slide into bed in only a moment, before he glides away from her window, his hands gripping his sleek broom handle, and his hair billows behind him.
He will only wait a little longer.
Title: Spying
Rating: PG-13 for nudity, and fastination (hahahahaha)
Summary: She slips out of her clothing, neat as always.
Pairing: Hermione/Lucius
Prompt: Window (lions_serpents)
Prompts Completed: 19/50
Words: 298
Warnings: Um… Peeping Toms anyone? Could or could not be AU
Disclaimers: JKR owns all. I just use her playthings as mine, only to break them. Unfortunately, I can’t buy her more as they cost hundreds of millions of dollars. Sorry Jo.
She slips out of her clothing, neat as always, carefully pulling her legs from each pant, before folding the item and placing it neatly in her laundry basket. She pulls down her panties, just as neat, just as slow, the pink lace catching lightly on her skin as she slides it down her calves before pulling her feet smoothing through the opening, then she folds the underwear too. She hooks fingers around the hem of her shirt, pulling up, making the fabric bunch together, and it slides up her back, revealing the smooth arch of it, the two dimples at the small of her back, and the valley of her spine.
She’s beautiful, and his mouth waters as he watches her, his eyes dilate with the lust of wanting something she’ll never give him willingly. He watches as she unclasps her bra, the practical white fabric falling away to reveal small mole beneath her left shoulder blade. She lets the straps fall from her arms, and now he isn’t watching her smooth bottom as she bends to pick up the bra, but her breasts as they shift and sway with her movement. Now she tosses the bra in the basket, along with the rest of her clothes. She doesn’t watch her window, he knows, since the first time he stumbled upon this place. She thinks that since she lives in the country, it doesn’t matter, and no one will see. She’s wrong. He comes whenever possible. He waits until she pulls on the big male shirt, until he knows that she will turn around to slide into bed in only a moment, before he glides away from her window, his hands gripping his sleek broom handle, and his hair billows behind him.
He will only wait a little longer.