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draco100Title: You say it best
Rating: PG-13 (possible R for innuendo?)
Pairing: H/D
Word Count: 100
Challenge: Lust
There is no love here; only lust. Or at least that’s what you tell yourself.
His breath against your neck, warm pulses of exhalations ghosting the sensitive skin of your ear, slowly returns to normal as he shifts and rises up on his elbows. Sweat runs in tiny rivers down his temple, the side of his face; green eyes stare earnestly down at you – waiting.
You push up, shoving hard against his chest, and roll away, reaching over the bed’s edge for your trousers. Gritting your teeth against the churning in your stomach you remind him that this means nothing.
Thanks for reading
Rating: PG-13 (possible R for innuendo?)
Pairing: H/D
Word Count: 100
Challenge: Lust
There is no love here; only lust. Or at least that’s what you tell yourself.
His breath against your neck, warm pulses of exhalations ghosting the sensitive skin of your ear, slowly returns to normal as he shifts and rises up on his elbows. Sweat runs in tiny rivers down his temple, the side of his face; green eyes stare earnestly down at you – waiting.
You push up, shoving hard against his chest, and roll away, reaching over the bed’s edge for your trousers. Gritting your teeth against the churning in your stomach you remind him that this means nothing.
Thanks for reading
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