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OWL: To Julian Avery

Apr 17, 2007 21:27

Date: 17 April 2005
Characters: Gilderoy Lockhart, Julian Avery
Location: Gildery/Forge
Status: Private
Summary: Just an owl...
Completion: Incomplete

( Distractions )

gilderoy lockhart, julian avery

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shh_gilderoy April 23 2007, 01:22:01 UTC

By the time he received the reply owl, Gilderoy was already back at work in his cellar, laying out pattern pieces while Knobby pinned up the pieces on the dressform.

"Oh, thank you, Holly. Go tell Miss Greengrass to give you a nice treat for your efforts, there's a good girl."

There was something a little strange about this letter. It felt different from any of his other fanmail, or even the other owls Julian had sent to him. He opened the note, and began reading it.

And feeling it.

Oh, this was... was not...

Gilderoy took two steps back as the images poured into his head. So... so different.

He was aroused. More than aroused. He could smell Julian's musky scent filling the room. He could feel the silky smooth skin of his cock in his hand, and feel the electric feelings that Julian had just experienced.

"Is Master Gilderoy well? Master?" Knobby asked.

Gilderoy was completely gone into the world Julian had created for him. He reached down and rubbed the front of his trousers, trying desperately to alieviate the pressure.

Pressure. He felt the pressure build up in Julian's loins. Tasted the salty-sweet liquid that had oozed out of the tip of his cock.

Knobby was still worried about Gilderoy. She hopped down from her stool.

"No, I'm fine, Knobby," he said. "J-just go and get the tea started, would you?" He smiled his best smile and nodded as Knobby made her way up the stairs to the kitchen.

As soon as she was gone, Gilderoy unzipped his trousers and pulled out his own throbbing cock, and began frantically fisting it, squeezing tightly as image after image, and feeling after feeling came directly out of Julian's letter into his mind. When he came, he came so hard, it shot out across the floor, nearly hitting the table.

"Fuuuuuuck," he muttered. It was good. Very good. Very very good.

And Gilderoy vowed to pay back every sensation come Sunday.

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