Title: Private Dancer
Team: Death Eaters
Word Count: 100
Rating: Mature
Characters: SS/HG
A/N: For My Friend araeofsomething who had a truly original prompt. I am so sorry this didn't post sooner.
The music was just right.
She was hot; it had little to do with the temperature in the room. The movements were undulating, the sensuality was all consuming. With every beat there came a new sensation, a deeper feeling. Lust, desire, need, she had never wanted something as much as she did at that moment.
This had been a gift for her, a reward for her hard work.
Never had she imagined he would grant her the request. As he worked himself around the makeshift stage, the orange feather boa wrapped itself around his shaft. She was lost.
"Come Granger…"