Warning: Slash, language... and the inner workings of a Malfoy.
A/N: Sorry about the long wait, especially to Joanna, who wrote me an email to get my butt moving on my stories. I'm going to be a good little author and write more than 2 paragraphs. Yay for me!
Hiding
Here I am, sitting at breakfast. Pancakes. Harry likes to use a lot of syrup, I've noticed. And instead of eating, all I can think about is him drizzling that syrup all over me, then lapping it up with that soft, pink tongue of his.
He made eye contact. And he's blushing. Is it because I'm devilishly handsome, or because I'm licking the syrup off of my pancake in a delightfully sinful way? I love being able to make him blush. It makes him seem innocent, and I really want to cuddle.
What the? I'm supposed to be a randy teenager, not some love-sick stay-at-home-mom! Cuddling. And to think I slept with Harry, and only slept. Dammit. Where did my Slytherin morals go? Where did the ability to seize, take advantage of, and discard go?
Harry, my dear, you've ruined my inner reputation.
TBC...
A/N: I know. Short. But I don't care. It should end there. And no where else. Any ideas for upcoming chaps? Leave it in a review!
A/N: Sorry about the long wait, especially to Joanna, who wrote me an email to get my butt moving on my stories. I'm going to be a good little author and write more than 2 paragraphs. Yay for me!
Hiding
Here I am, sitting at breakfast. Pancakes. Harry likes to use a lot of syrup, I've noticed. And instead of eating, all I can think about is him drizzling that syrup all over me, then lapping it up with that soft, pink tongue of his.
He made eye contact. And he's blushing. Is it because I'm devilishly handsome, or because I'm licking the syrup off of my pancake in a delightfully sinful way? I love being able to make him blush. It makes him seem innocent, and I really want to cuddle.
What the? I'm supposed to be a randy teenager, not some love-sick stay-at-home-mom! Cuddling. And to think I slept with Harry, and only slept. Dammit. Where did my Slytherin morals go? Where did the ability to seize, take advantage of, and discard go?
Harry, my dear, you've ruined my inner reputation.
TBC...
A/N: I know. Short. But I don't care. It should end there. And no where else. Any ideas for upcoming chaps? Leave it in a review!