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sweetly_savage challenged me to Minerva McGonagall. This is deeply squicky.
This is her luxury, her reason for being. This is why she can stand up so straight; buttoned up, hair-scraped and rigid. She can let the words drip from her mouth, watch them sink in and make their mark and still suppress a smile. She can encourage with a twinkle and an awkward pat, chasten with a phrase and a look. She inspires fear and respect. She’s a teacher - she aspires to inspire. Fear. Respect.
She sighs silently. She can be like that because of this.
Minerva McGonagall bends down, nudges her tail from between her legs. And licks.
This is her luxury, her reason for being. This is why she can stand up so straight; buttoned up, hair-scraped and rigid. She can let the words drip from her mouth, watch them sink in and make their mark and still suppress a smile. She can encourage with a twinkle and an awkward pat, chasten with a phrase and a look. She inspires fear and respect. She’s a teacher - she aspires to inspire. Fear. Respect.
She sighs silently. She can be like that because of this.
Minerva McGonagall bends down, nudges her tail from between her legs. And licks.