Couplets (Twelfth and Final Set)
Title: Couplets
Team Name: Death Eaters
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: All Ages, for now
Challenge: 2005’s #28, Leaving
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Authors Notes: This is it! The last one ... and it's hopefully a little risque!
First set
Second Set
Third Set
Fourth Set
Fifth Set
Sixth Set
Seventh Set
Eighth Set
Ninth Set
Tenth Set
Eleventh Set
~o0o~
He savagely pulled her jumper and t-shirt off, then practically ripped the bra from her torso.
Too long. It had been too long.
She stood abruptly, then pulled off her jeans and knickers.
Much too long.
Golden light gilded her pale skin.
He shucked his own clothes … swiftly, without care.
The aroma of her desire was as seductive as the Dark Arts, and he slid to his knees before her. His hands found their way to hips and breasts, his long nose nuzzling the curls protecting her most intimate places.
“Severus,” she moaned.
It felt as if he’d been reborn.
~o0o~
Her fingers threaded through his hair, finding, releasing the ribbon containing it. She’d waited so long, through anguish and doubt. She started to shake.
“Hermione?” He raised his head, dark eyes searching hers.
“I love you,” she whispered before folding to the floor … meeting him on equal ground.
He groaned while pulling her possessively closer. She kissed him.
Within seconds she was on her back and he was poised above her. “Are you sure?” he asked.
She growled and cinched her legs around his arse. His chuckle was a caress, and she snarled, “Now, Severus!”
And then they were one.
~o0o~
Fin
Team Name: Death Eaters
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: All Ages, for now
Challenge: 2005’s #28, Leaving
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Authors Notes: This is it! The last one ... and it's hopefully a little risque!
First set
Second Set
Third Set
Fourth Set
Fifth Set
Sixth Set
Seventh Set
Eighth Set
Ninth Set
Tenth Set
Eleventh Set
~o0o~
He savagely pulled her jumper and t-shirt off, then practically ripped the bra from her torso.
Too long. It had been too long.
She stood abruptly, then pulled off her jeans and knickers.
Much too long.
Golden light gilded her pale skin.
He shucked his own clothes … swiftly, without care.
The aroma of her desire was as seductive as the Dark Arts, and he slid to his knees before her. His hands found their way to hips and breasts, his long nose nuzzling the curls protecting her most intimate places.
“Severus,” she moaned.
It felt as if he’d been reborn.
~o0o~
Her fingers threaded through his hair, finding, releasing the ribbon containing it. She’d waited so long, through anguish and doubt. She started to shake.
“Hermione?” He raised his head, dark eyes searching hers.
“I love you,” she whispered before folding to the floor … meeting him on equal ground.
He groaned while pulling her possessively closer. She kissed him.
Within seconds she was on her back and he was poised above her. “Are you sure?” he asked.
She growled and cinched her legs around his arse. His chuckle was a caress, and she snarled, “Now, Severus!”
And then they were one.
~o0o~
Fin