Harry Potter Fic: Watch Me Burn (Draco/Ginny; R)
TITLE: Watch Me Burn
AUTHOR: agirlnamedtruth
FANDOM: Harry Potter
PAIRING/CHARACTER/GENERAL SERIES: Draco/Ginny
GENRE: Het
TABLE: A ( can be found here)
PROMPT: 073. Heat. (and for hp-humpdrabbles: maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano. All I know is that I love you too much to walk away, though. {"Love the Way You Lie" - Eminem ft. Rihanna})
RATING: R
SUMMARY:They're both liars.
WARNINGS: Non-graphic sex.
NOTES: For my table at lover100
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.
She burnt like fire, hot, almost scalding against his fingers. Her nails dragging across his back, creating a different kind of burn. Every once in a while she’d let him claim her like this, mark her as his, hands holding her wrists and threatening to never let go. Then she’s flip them over, asserting her power and telling him she was his, despite appearances. She’d toss her red hair back and tense around him, fire burning out until they were left cold. She’d promise she really would be his someday and he’d pretend to be indifferent. They were both liars.
AUTHOR: agirlnamedtruth
FANDOM: Harry Potter
PAIRING/CHARACTER/GENERAL SERIES: Draco/Ginny
GENRE: Het
TABLE: A ( can be found here)
PROMPT: 073. Heat. (and for hp-humpdrabbles: maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano. All I know is that I love you too much to walk away, though. {"Love the Way You Lie" - Eminem ft. Rihanna})
RATING: R
SUMMARY:They're both liars.
WARNINGS: Non-graphic sex.
NOTES: For my table at lover100
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.
She burnt like fire, hot, almost scalding against his fingers. Her nails dragging across his back, creating a different kind of burn. Every once in a while she’d let him claim her like this, mark her as his, hands holding her wrists and threatening to never let go. Then she’s flip them over, asserting her power and telling him she was his, despite appearances. She’d toss her red hair back and tense around him, fire burning out until they were left cold. She’d promise she really would be his someday and he’d pretend to be indifferent. They were both liars.