Hello there! Ummm, right, this is SLASH, ok? Remember? You do? Good, hehe, I'm merely making sure you didn't forget. Just in case. 'Neeway, here's another one of my craptacular fics. Kinda lame, if you ask me. R&R? I wouldn't mind if you didn't, but would be reeeeeally happy if you did. Oh, btw, its extremely short, too.
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Burn me.
Your eyes are deep, so full and lustrous. They shine wildly; pools of unfathomable green pulling me into their shadows. They blaze with emotion so pure… untouched, unscathed. I can see their fire. Never flickering. Burning me.
Your simple touch melts the most frigid of ice. My ice. Reduces to mere puddles the most bitter of frost. My frost. Its incredibly hot; sending me to the height of seemingly immeasurable ecstasy; a furnace forever heating my very soul. Never wavering. Burning me.
Your soft, lush lips are reminiscent flame's shade. They kill the Wintry cold with the same passion, the same fervour. The sun almost cowers in their feverish gaze. Never faltering. Burning me.
Your love...
Is it love?
So intense. It flares with steadfast resolve, and with fierceness nobody but I
But I…? How much confidence do I have in that?
Will I believe…? Should I?
could know, yet with the gentle caress… endearing caress… so innocently seductive… that it appears only to pleasurably singe. Never waning. Burning me.
It aches.
To ashes.
The fire. My fire—Harry Potter.
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Shoddy, eh? *snort* I thought as much…