Plein Air for Two - a Percy/Oliver and Remus/Sirius novelette!
Oh, I am so excited this is finally done, and even more excited about how it turned out! I think the length and the combinations pairings may be a bit off-putting to most, but the end result makes me really happy, and I think that's what counts.
I wrote this about 97.5% to amuse myself and to get the plotbunny out of my head, about 1% to put a very-much post-Hogwarts Percy/Oliver story out there and about 1% to see more of complete!denial!Percy (strangely enough, not really encountered as much as one would guess).
The remaining 0.5% was to see whether I could write something smutty. Honestly, still no success on that last frontier, but hey, at least higher rating than anything else I've written. It's not that I'm a prude, I think it's that I'm incredibly critical of sex scenes when I read them, so I'm afraid my potential audiences are just as snarky and nitpicky as me. :)
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Title: Plein Air for Two
Author: Eloise Lovelace
Summary: Percy just wants to do his job, not another guy... at least until the portraits of Messrs. Padfoot and Moony take over his office. A tale of one man's badly faltering denial, set twenty years post-war.
Pairings: Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood, Remus Lupin/Sirius Black.
Non-explicit background pairings: Ron/Hermione, long ago canon-level Percy/Penelope Clearwater, as well as one brief reference to Percy/Tom Riddle's diary. (There, I think I've probably just offended everyone's sensibilities in some way or another.)
Rating: hard R, mostly for sex but also for naughty language (Percy says "tarnation!" and Oliver says far worse).
Length: short enough to still be a novelette, but long enough to get the error message, "This file is too big for Notepad to open. Would you like to use Wordpad to open this file?"
Warnings: humor/fluff. Contains portrait sex, sex al fresco, use of chocolate in the bedroom (or on the beach as the case may be), and obviously voyeurism as well as non-portrait awkward first-time sex.
Disclaimer: Most of the characters contained herein are from the Harry Potter series and are owned by J. K. Rowling, whose seventh book is extremely unlikely to be called "Poncy Percy and the Extremely Gay Sport of Quidditch".
Author's notes: This is a sequel to a short little ficlet, Trompe L'Oeil for Two. The underlying premise makes marginally more sense if you read that first. As always, dedicated to Imogene, beta and muse, for the encouragement to make forays into writing smut, even if it is Percy/Oliver and chockablock with various romance-novel tropes. Also, thanks to snakelights for the original post that spawned this!
Explanation of the wanky pretentious title: No, that's not a typo. Literally French for "open air", plein air is a painting technique of working outdoors, and also refers to the outdoor scenes made by such a technique (think French impressionists and their fixation with light and ambiance).
(The story is too long to be posted here without being broken up into awkward pieces, and haven't we learned from Canon that Horcruxes are a bad idea? So this fake cut links to Skyehawke instead!)
The remaining 0.5% was to see whether I could write something smutty. Honestly, still no success on that last frontier, but hey, at least higher rating than anything else I've written. It's not that I'm a prude, I think it's that I'm incredibly critical of sex scenes when I read them, so I'm afraid my potential audiences are just as snarky and nitpicky as me. :)
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Title: Plein Air for Two
Author: Eloise Lovelace
Summary: Percy just wants to do his job, not another guy... at least until the portraits of Messrs. Padfoot and Moony take over his office. A tale of one man's badly faltering denial, set twenty years post-war.
Pairings: Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood, Remus Lupin/Sirius Black.
Non-explicit background pairings: Ron/Hermione, long ago canon-level Percy/Penelope Clearwater, as well as one brief reference to Percy/Tom Riddle's diary. (There, I think I've probably just offended everyone's sensibilities in some way or another.)
Rating: hard R, mostly for sex but also for naughty language (Percy says "tarnation!" and Oliver says far worse).
Length: short enough to still be a novelette, but long enough to get the error message, "This file is too big for Notepad to open. Would you like to use Wordpad to open this file?"
Warnings: humor/fluff. Contains portrait sex, sex al fresco, use of chocolate in the bedroom (or on the beach as the case may be), and obviously voyeurism as well as non-portrait awkward first-time sex.
Disclaimer: Most of the characters contained herein are from the Harry Potter series and are owned by J. K. Rowling, whose seventh book is extremely unlikely to be called "Poncy Percy and the Extremely Gay Sport of Quidditch".
Author's notes: This is a sequel to a short little ficlet, Trompe L'Oeil for Two. The underlying premise makes marginally more sense if you read that first. As always, dedicated to Imogene, beta and muse, for the encouragement to make forays into writing smut, even if it is Percy/Oliver and chockablock with various romance-novel tropes. Also, thanks to snakelights for the original post that spawned this!
Explanation of the wanky pretentious title: No, that's not a typo. Literally French for "open air", plein air is a painting technique of working outdoors, and also refers to the outdoor scenes made by such a technique (think French impressionists and their fixation with light and ambiance).
(The story is too long to be posted here without being broken up into awkward pieces, and haven't we learned from Canon that Horcruxes are a bad idea? So this fake cut links to Skyehawke instead!)