NOTES:
1: Sid Vicious was the lead singer of the Sex Pistols. Check out this picture:
http://www.elr.de/Tarantel/Haft/Vicious/SidVicious.jpg
2: This may be a series, reminiscent of a trashy novel, but for those with 'alternative' tastes. This, naturally depends on your reviews
*******************
"It's not my fault." Lily Evans said breathlessly.
Severus looked up from his novel, to see the flushed red-head staring at him from the doorway to the cabin.
"What isn't your fault?"
"I---" She stopped, and stared at him harder. He didn't notice. With his black leather bondage kilt (with special shorts to keep the breezes and the peepers down [Potter, Black, Lupin and Pettigrew had discovered this when they tried to flip the kilt in hopes of embarassing him. They got humiliating remarks about looking at other men's arses for their trouble]) a lot of people stared at him.
"How'd you get the tape player to work?" She said with curiosity.
"Charmed it."
"Isn't that illegal?" She looked as if she were half hoping it was.
"So?" He raised an eyebrow (which he'd pierced himself with a safety pin, and had put in a silver ring) and she flushed brightly, her eyes glazing.
"It's not my fault."
"What?"
"I've got to snog you!"
"Why?"
"Because..." She flushed brighter.
"It's Potter and his friends, isn't it? They hexed you with something. I could have told you those bastards were bad news..."
"NO! Just SHUT UP!" Lily shrieked (she was quite famous for her shriek, it'd broken glass once when Potter threw a newt down her robe.)
Suddenly she was on him, roughly pinning him to the seat, forcing her tongue inside. He'd had much practice with Marla over the summer, and he found his hands had gone straight to Lily's bum. He was played with her tongue fiercely and she moaned.
"Oh, Sid...."
*******************
1: Sid Vicious was the lead singer of the Sex Pistols. Check out this picture:
http://www.elr.de/Tarantel/Haft/Vicious/SidVicious.jpg
2: This may be a series, reminiscent of a trashy novel, but for those with 'alternative' tastes. This, naturally depends on your reviews
*******************
"It's not my fault." Lily Evans said breathlessly.
Severus looked up from his novel, to see the flushed red-head staring at him from the doorway to the cabin.
"What isn't your fault?"
"I---" She stopped, and stared at him harder. He didn't notice. With his black leather bondage kilt (with special shorts to keep the breezes and the peepers down [Potter, Black, Lupin and Pettigrew had discovered this when they tried to flip the kilt in hopes of embarassing him. They got humiliating remarks about looking at other men's arses for their trouble]) a lot of people stared at him.
"How'd you get the tape player to work?" She said with curiosity.
"Charmed it."
"Isn't that illegal?" She looked as if she were half hoping it was.
"So?" He raised an eyebrow (which he'd pierced himself with a safety pin, and had put in a silver ring) and she flushed brightly, her eyes glazing.
"It's not my fault."
"What?"
"I've got to snog you!"
"Why?"
"Because..." She flushed brighter.
"It's Potter and his friends, isn't it? They hexed you with something. I could have told you those bastards were bad news..."
"NO! Just SHUT UP!" Lily shrieked (she was quite famous for her shriek, it'd broken glass once when Potter threw a newt down her robe.)
Suddenly she was on him, roughly pinning him to the seat, forcing her tongue inside. He'd had much practice with Marla over the summer, and he found his hands had gone straight to Lily's bum. He was played with her tongue fiercely and she moaned.
"Oh, Sid...."
*******************