Divergent Paths (Mature Content)
Title: Divergent Paths (18/23) (Mature Content)
Team Name: Death Eaters
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: All Ages
Challenge: Compulsion
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Authors Notes: More of the "Silly Little Girl" universe. To see previous drabbles in the series, please go to the Table of Contents.
Since it flows so naturally from the previous cluster ... here's the next little bit.
~o0o~
He idly contemplated the young woman draped across his chest.
As if he’d spoken, she raised her head.
“We … This … I don’t consider it a mistake,” he answered her unasked question.
Her eyes traveled his lean torso, resting on a faded scar. “I don’t really know you, and this is not what I anticipated.”
“Truthfully, neither did I.”
Her eyes flicked upward. “You hurt me.”
“Where?” He leaned up in concern.
“I’m fine. I meant before … your deception.”
Black eyes met brown and held. “It was … regrettable,” he said.
“But necessary?”
“Yes.”
“I couldn’t accept that before I --”
“Ran?”
~o0o~
She answered obliquely, “We both have commitments.”
He traced her mouth with his finger. “We do.”
“They might be incompatible.” If necessary, she’d stun him.
His fingers snaked into her hair. “Potter.”
“Yes.” She made no effort to pull away.
“I could stop you.”
“You could.” She brushed a strand of oily hair from his brow. “Will you?”
“No.” He pulled her head toward his until their lips met, groaning as the kiss ripened.
Within moments, he was sheathed deep within her slick depths.
She cried out as a thrust made reality splinter.
“I won’t forget.”
“Neither will I.”
~o0o~
Next cluster Return to England
Team Name: Death Eaters
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: All Ages
Challenge: Compulsion
Characters: Hermione/Severus
Authors Notes: More of the "Silly Little Girl" universe. To see previous drabbles in the series, please go to the Table of Contents.
Since it flows so naturally from the previous cluster ... here's the next little bit.
~o0o~
He idly contemplated the young woman draped across his chest.
As if he’d spoken, she raised her head.
“We … This … I don’t consider it a mistake,” he answered her unasked question.
Her eyes traveled his lean torso, resting on a faded scar. “I don’t really know you, and this is not what I anticipated.”
“Truthfully, neither did I.”
Her eyes flicked upward. “You hurt me.”
“Where?” He leaned up in concern.
“I’m fine. I meant before … your deception.”
Black eyes met brown and held. “It was … regrettable,” he said.
“But necessary?”
“Yes.”
“I couldn’t accept that before I --”
“Ran?”
~o0o~
She answered obliquely, “We both have commitments.”
He traced her mouth with his finger. “We do.”
“They might be incompatible.” If necessary, she’d stun him.
His fingers snaked into her hair. “Potter.”
“Yes.” She made no effort to pull away.
“I could stop you.”
“You could.” She brushed a strand of oily hair from his brow. “Will you?”
“No.” He pulled her head toward his until their lips met, groaning as the kiss ripened.
Within moments, he was sheathed deep within her slick depths.
She cried out as a thrust made reality splinter.
“I won’t forget.”
“Neither will I.”
~o0o~
Next cluster Return to England