A night of Buttsex
Every night I come to work and one of the first things I do after reading my yahoo mail is to log in to LJ and read my friends page. I was doing fine until I reached evilpuppy's post titled Triangle(Scheme)-Man! Then i started laughing out loud, and while my co-workers are used to this, they still sometimes ask me if I'm ok. Naturally I had to tell them of this story, and maybe that was a mistake because now not a conversation goes by without buttsex. Literally, not a one. Course, I've had something to do with that, but still...
Ok, a variation on a theme, I started reading this H/D story called Invisible to See by uh...Rebecca Lizard I think, not sure. Anyways, this passage made me laugh and I almost choked. Basically it's the morning after the night before, and a now sober Draco is speaking out loud to himself in Dobbys presence:
"Master Draco missed breakfast," said Dobby.
"Did I? Bugger. What time is it? Why didn't anyone -- okay, that's a stupid question." He leaned forwards to take the plate of croissants and winced again as his muscles protested. His eyes widened. "Oh my God. I had sex with another man." After a moment Draco started to laugh. Dobby peered at him uncertainly. "Well, that was an unexpected turn of events." He started to tear up one of the croissants, chuckling sporadically, and then froze. His face fell. "Oh my God. Shit. I do believe -- shit. Potter and the Weasel -- in the middle of -- oh hell." Dobby blinked.
"Master Draco is having -- intimacy -- with Harry Potter?" said the house elf. "And a weasel?" Draco choked on his croissant, and for a minute or two the conversation halted whilst the house elf pounded energetically on Draco's back with both hands.
This person, whoever she is, does a wonderful Draco.