Harry Potter: RW/DM "Five Senses" (Smell)
Title: Five (Part Four “Smell”)
Author/Artist:
weasleyismykink or Hannah
Pairing: RW/DM
Rating: PG-13 for mild sexual situations.
Warnings: (If any)
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Five Drabbles about RW/DM...yeah, that's pretty much it.
Concrit: Yes, please.
Theme: Five Senses - (Smell)
Sunshine (Smell)
"You smell like sunshine"
Draco says as I snuggle up behind him caressing his side.
"Why sunshine?" I ask pulling him close.
"Don’t know, all I know is that you smell like - like when we’re outside playing Quidditch, like the sun has been beaten into you and I feel it when you hold me. Warming every bit of me, from my head to my toes." He turns and inhales deeply. "Like sunshine - now, tell me what I smell like."
"After Quidditch?" I ask as he nods.
I smile and kiss the top of Draco's head. "Like sweaty socks."
Part Five (Taste) "Pineapple"
Part Three (Touch)"Tremble"
Author/Artist:
weasleyismykink or Hannah
Pairing: RW/DM
Rating: PG-13 for mild sexual situations.
Warnings: (If any)
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Five Drabbles about RW/DM...yeah, that's pretty much it.
Concrit: Yes, please.
Theme: Five Senses - (Smell)
Sunshine (Smell)
"You smell like sunshine"
Draco says as I snuggle up behind him caressing his side.
"Why sunshine?" I ask pulling him close.
"Don’t know, all I know is that you smell like - like when we’re outside playing Quidditch, like the sun has been beaten into you and I feel it when you hold me. Warming every bit of me, from my head to my toes." He turns and inhales deeply. "Like sunshine - now, tell me what I smell like."
"After Quidditch?" I ask as he nods.
I smile and kiss the top of Draco's head. "Like sweaty socks."
Part Five (Taste) "Pineapple"
Part Three (Touch)"Tremble"