starfish and coffee

[tesseract_5]

even though you are all out watching Star Wars EP III again...
I'm in a weird creative mood, challenge me: name your pairing, character, situation, kink, and I'll try to write something with it/them.

orlanstamos I read that Ron/Pansy, it was damn good, surprisingly.
yar! keep throwing me stuff, but lemme take a tackle at jazzy's edits first, *phew* /second

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and the next morning

[tesseract_5]

I'm going to cheat and use the beginning of one that's been in my edit list for some time, with a couple changes
Sunlight slipped through the slats in the wooden blinds, hitting the man full in the face. He groaned and rolled over, shielding his eyes from the blinding light. He scrunched his eyelids closed, cupping his palms over them. His elbows and ribs felt bruised from pressing into the cold wooden flooring. Creaking his eyes open for a second, just to get a bearing on his surroundings, sent sensations like stabbing scissors through his skull. He slammed the palms of his hands back over his eyes, digging his fingers into his head to try to deaden the flash of lights behind his eyelids. An awful groaning and whimpering sound, like a dog in distress grated his nerves raw until he realized he was making those noises and stuck his fingers in his mouth to stop it.

An eternity passed, before he felt slightly more human.

"Oh, mother of god, what did I do," he groaned.

A tall form blocked the sunlight, shadowing his eyelids, and a scratchy baritone voice replied,"You drank entirely too much beer and champagne on top of that, and bit me is what. Here, think you're up for tea? It settles the stomach, I promise." A calloused hand stroked the sweaty hair back from his forehead and felt blessedly cool.

Re: and the next morning

[mizbean]

I love it. Oh, god. I've been there. You've described it wonderfully. I'm almost in pain reading it.

Biting? Sounds like they had a good time;)

Re: and the next morning

[tesseract_5]

erm, yeah, that's the point at which I run flailing into the bathroom. This was originally written as a prologue for a Remus wakes up post-transformation from a bad batch of wolfsbane, and Snape has to administer a cure.