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Title: Conventional Formality
Author: rebellious_liar
Pairing: N/D
Rating:NC-17 Warning: implied incest.
Word Count: 100
Draco stood in the frame of the French doors of the veranda; he said nothing relevant, yet his lips were forming erratic syllables. Narcissa met the boy with a blanket, which she wrapped lovingly around his exposed shoulders. "It is a woman's duty to indulge her other half," she whispered adoringly.
His expression shadowed by the play of the setting sun; which hung in the sky with embarrassment, as if it were questioning its own path. Draco stretched out a finger and traced around her nipple as he asked, "Toujours Pur, mother?"
"Of course, darling. This is what it means."
Author: rebellious_liar
Pairing: N/D
Rating:NC-17 Warning: implied incest.
Word Count: 100
Draco stood in the frame of the French doors of the veranda; he said nothing relevant, yet his lips were forming erratic syllables. Narcissa met the boy with a blanket, which she wrapped lovingly around his exposed shoulders. "It is a woman's duty to indulge her other half," she whispered adoringly.
His expression shadowed by the play of the setting sun; which hung in the sky with embarrassment, as if it were questioning its own path. Draco stretched out a finger and traced around her nipple as he asked, "Toujours Pur, mother?"
"Of course, darling. This is what it means."
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Date: 2005-03-05 07:38 pm (UTC)