Another space in which Totchii tries to rationalize her lack of updating,
or in other words, the author's introduction: I would say I've been
terribly busy, but I abhor lying... Sometimes. Regardless, I haven't written
because I'm getting dangerously close to writing a lemon...Let's look at
where I last left the story...Harry is tied down, he and Draco just
kissed....there might just be handcuffs and Draco 'owns' Harry for the night
and happens to be a Slytherin....ohy. Slash city, citrus-ness! But due to a
bit of persistence (people reviewed), I've decided to let my head
continue...and if I write a lemon, so be it. At least, it can't get passed an
"R" rating....*sighs*
Oh, Jasse, dear, if this goes into lemoniness, I don't want to hear any mention to a lack of nihilist status! Is that perfectly clear? Are you crystal clear?
Kisses to my reviewers...and Korr, naturally...
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The Rose Bride- Part 4
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As Harry felt the soft lips of one Draco Malfoy pressing into his own, he began lost in a sudden world wind of emotions: confusion, desire, contentment, anxiety, and finally, pure bliss.
The kiss was more intense than any other he'd ever experienced, but perhaps that was because he'd never kissed Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Sex God, Hogwarts Play Boy. He had heard, what the girls of Hogwarts were saying about Draco, as much as he'd tried to avoid it...Merlin, he'd even overheard Hermione describing his admirable skills... And skills, Draco certainly had. He could recall Lavender and the other girls' claims that he was 'sexxxxxy', and as Draco's tongue fiercely explored his, he felt inclined to agree with the girls' opinion.
But wait, girls...Draco liked girls. Draco shagged girls all the time. Harry was a boy. Draco was a boy. Why was Draco kissing him, why?
Harry broke apart their ever-passionate kiss so abruptly that Draco was left kissing the air, tongue and all.
Harry waited while Draco came to his senses, his amusement at Draco's flopping tongue rapidly deceasing as his apprehension grew when he noticed the Blonde's expression.
The aforementioned blonde was incited. He was pissed. He looked about ready to kill something. And that really worried Harry, as he was alone with the boy...and in handcuffs.
So, Harry did what anyone in his position, Gryffindor and Slytherin alike, would do. He leaned forward and immediately captured the blonde's lips with his own.
It didn't take a Raven claw to realize, that if stopping the kiss, resulted in rage, starting a kiss could only have positive results.
So, battling fiercely with his tongue and teeth, Harry assaulted the other boy.
Soon tongues, teeth, and lips were crashed together in one collision of passion...And all thoughts, questions, and inhibitions were completely forgotten.
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Totchii: Can I get away with just imply that they slept together? Any objects if I skip to the next morning. Surely based on this pathetic kiss scene, you can tell I can write lemons? If you review, I'll listen to you, if not...I'll do what I want.
Cartman Voice: Whatever, whatever, I do what I want!
Oh, well, sorry it sucks!
Oh, Jasse, dear, if this goes into lemoniness, I don't want to hear any mention to a lack of nihilist status! Is that perfectly clear? Are you crystal clear?
Kisses to my reviewers...and Korr, naturally...
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The Rose Bride- Part 4
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As Harry felt the soft lips of one Draco Malfoy pressing into his own, he began lost in a sudden world wind of emotions: confusion, desire, contentment, anxiety, and finally, pure bliss.
The kiss was more intense than any other he'd ever experienced, but perhaps that was because he'd never kissed Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Sex God, Hogwarts Play Boy. He had heard, what the girls of Hogwarts were saying about Draco, as much as he'd tried to avoid it...Merlin, he'd even overheard Hermione describing his admirable skills... And skills, Draco certainly had. He could recall Lavender and the other girls' claims that he was 'sexxxxxy', and as Draco's tongue fiercely explored his, he felt inclined to agree with the girls' opinion.
But wait, girls...Draco liked girls. Draco shagged girls all the time. Harry was a boy. Draco was a boy. Why was Draco kissing him, why?
Harry broke apart their ever-passionate kiss so abruptly that Draco was left kissing the air, tongue and all.
Harry waited while Draco came to his senses, his amusement at Draco's flopping tongue rapidly deceasing as his apprehension grew when he noticed the Blonde's expression.
The aforementioned blonde was incited. He was pissed. He looked about ready to kill something. And that really worried Harry, as he was alone with the boy...and in handcuffs.
So, Harry did what anyone in his position, Gryffindor and Slytherin alike, would do. He leaned forward and immediately captured the blonde's lips with his own.
It didn't take a Raven claw to realize, that if stopping the kiss, resulted in rage, starting a kiss could only have positive results.
So, battling fiercely with his tongue and teeth, Harry assaulted the other boy.
Soon tongues, teeth, and lips were crashed together in one collision of passion...And all thoughts, questions, and inhibitions were completely forgotten.
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Totchii: Can I get away with just imply that they slept together? Any objects if I skip to the next morning. Surely based on this pathetic kiss scene, you can tell I can write lemons? If you review, I'll listen to you, if not...I'll do what I want.
Cartman Voice: Whatever, whatever, I do what I want!
Oh, well, sorry it sucks!