Harry Potter | Neville/Susan
Title: Crazy
Author: Zelda Ophelia (zeldaophelia)
Theme: Passion
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 356
Stages: Attraction | Romance | Passion | Intimacy | Commitment
Author's Notes: Cross-posted to fanfic100
As far as Susan was concerned, spending so much time with Neville was almost enough to drive her crazy. Whenever they were together he'd give her those little looks, grin and push her hair behind her ear, brush against her side, throw an arm around her shoulder or just give her that smile that made her see little spots of glitter at the edge of her vision and curling her toes to keep from running over and snogging him or more. And now that she knew just how good it felt to be snogging him, it was even harder to restrain herself.
Working with Neville in the greenhouse, she still found herself casting glances over at him, and more often than not catching his glances over at her. Their casual companionship of before had become something more, lightly brushing against each other, hands resting on each other longer than necessary, and quick, mischievous kisses stolen when the other's hands were full. By the time their work was finished, she could feel her blood thrumming with what could only be described as need.
Putting away the last of her tools, she turned to find him behind her, grinning as he pulled her into his embrace. Their usual quick kiss ran deeper this time, arms wrapping one another. He slipped his hand under her shirt, skimming them across her soft soft skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. He gave her shirt a quick tug, pulling it off over her head, grinning down at her as he slipped his fingers under the thin pink straps of her bra. She returned the favour with a cheeky grin, pushing his shirt up and off. Neither cared that it dropped to the packed dirt floor as she leaned in to run her hands up his chest and wrap them around his neck. He leaned down and caught her lips in another kiss, long, hard and filled with the passion and urgency that had been building between them all night. Susan no longer wished, nor needed, to restrain herself any longer. Now she was going to share just how he drove her crazy.
Author: Zelda Ophelia (zeldaophelia)
Theme: Passion
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 356
Stages: Attraction | Romance | Passion | Intimacy | Commitment
Author's Notes: Cross-posted to fanfic100
As far as Susan was concerned, spending so much time with Neville was almost enough to drive her crazy. Whenever they were together he'd give her those little looks, grin and push her hair behind her ear, brush against her side, throw an arm around her shoulder or just give her that smile that made her see little spots of glitter at the edge of her vision and curling her toes to keep from running over and snogging him or more. And now that she knew just how good it felt to be snogging him, it was even harder to restrain herself.
Working with Neville in the greenhouse, she still found herself casting glances over at him, and more often than not catching his glances over at her. Their casual companionship of before had become something more, lightly brushing against each other, hands resting on each other longer than necessary, and quick, mischievous kisses stolen when the other's hands were full. By the time their work was finished, she could feel her blood thrumming with what could only be described as need.
Putting away the last of her tools, she turned to find him behind her, grinning as he pulled her into his embrace. Their usual quick kiss ran deeper this time, arms wrapping one another. He slipped his hand under her shirt, skimming them across her soft soft skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. He gave her shirt a quick tug, pulling it off over her head, grinning down at her as he slipped his fingers under the thin pink straps of her bra. She returned the favour with a cheeky grin, pushing his shirt up and off. Neither cared that it dropped to the packed dirt floor as she leaned in to run her hands up his chest and wrap them around his neck. He leaned down and caught her lips in another kiss, long, hard and filled with the passion and urgency that had been building between them all night. Susan no longer wished, nor needed, to restrain herself any longer. Now she was going to share just how he drove her crazy.