gwenlliana: His Secret, (Hermione - PG 13)
Title: His Secret
Author:
gwenlliana
Rating: PG-13
Prompt Set: 100.3
Prompt: Wicked
Word Count: 314
Summary: She has invaded his thoughts
Warnings: Sexual content, wanking
Notes: Due to betas being lost in cyberspace this is completely un-edited and all mistakes are mine alone.
She is his guilty little secret, the wicked truth he hides in the shadowed recesses of his mind. The forbidden passion he allows himself only in the dark of night. He isn’t sure how it happened; how she invaded his thoughts, winding her way around his heart. Just as the creeper girdles a tree, slow and silent. She has burrowed deep into his heart and taken root there, and his love for her grew. Alone in the darkness of his room he tries desperately to sleep, but his mind turns, as it always does to thoughts of her. The way her eyes flash when her temper is up; the soft smile of satisfaction that ghosts over her face when she has finished a project. His breath hitches, as he fills in the softness of her lips against his, her eyes burning with lust and her skin under his hands. Her childlike innocence encased in a body made for passion and sin, calls to him. Even during the day, thoughts of her are never far from his mind. Oh, how he wants her, needs her, no matter how wrong it may be. She is everything he never knew he wanted, and everything he knows he can never have. Never plunge his hands into the wild fall of hair that graces her head. Never meld his lips to hers their breath and tongues intertwining. Never drive deep inside her wet heat, claiming her, body and soul, as his, and therein finding the true bliss he’s always searched for. He contents himself with his dreams and his fantasies. Taking her in his mind, claiming her and binding them together the way he wishes they could always be. Sirius closes his eyes and wanks faster. Her name bursts from his lips as he spills over his hand; her name, spoken with love and longing. Hermione.
Author:
gwenlliana
Rating: PG-13
Prompt Set: 100.3
Prompt: Wicked
Word Count: 314
Summary: She has invaded his thoughts
Warnings: Sexual content, wanking
Notes: Due to betas being lost in cyberspace this is completely un-edited and all mistakes are mine alone.
She is his guilty little secret, the wicked truth he hides in the shadowed recesses of his mind. The forbidden passion he allows himself only in the dark of night. He isn’t sure how it happened; how she invaded his thoughts, winding her way around his heart. Just as the creeper girdles a tree, slow and silent. She has burrowed deep into his heart and taken root there, and his love for her grew. Alone in the darkness of his room he tries desperately to sleep, but his mind turns, as it always does to thoughts of her. The way her eyes flash when her temper is up; the soft smile of satisfaction that ghosts over her face when she has finished a project. His breath hitches, as he fills in the softness of her lips against his, her eyes burning with lust and her skin under his hands. Her childlike innocence encased in a body made for passion and sin, calls to him. Even during the day, thoughts of her are never far from his mind. Oh, how he wants her, needs her, no matter how wrong it may be. She is everything he never knew he wanted, and everything he knows he can never have. Never plunge his hands into the wild fall of hair that graces her head. Never meld his lips to hers their breath and tongues intertwining. Never drive deep inside her wet heat, claiming her, body and soul, as his, and therein finding the true bliss he’s always searched for. He contents himself with his dreams and his fantasies. Taking her in his mind, claiming her and binding them together the way he wishes they could always be. Sirius closes his eyes and wanks faster. Her name bursts from his lips as he spills over his hand; her name, spoken with love and longing. Hermione.