FIC: Game of Letters 30
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hp_may_madnessTitle: Game of Letters 30
Author: KateKintail
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Sirius/Remus
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not my characters, world, or paycheck.
Summary: A series of letters.
Notes; Written for hp_may_madness 2014
Word count: 200
Dear Padfoot,
Oh you naughty man, putting images like that into my head before turning the game on me.
The werewolves are not so uncivilized as to not have baths. In fact, from the smell of it, quite a lot of wanking and marking must get done there. This is why I usually steer clear of them when others are around. I must appear submissive, harmless, available. But, if challenged, they would find just the opposite.
Luckily, I’ve spent enough time here to know the routines. Wolves are night creatures, as you well know. So I waited until morning. There isn’t much sunlight here, but I could feel in my bones when morning was upon me. Instead of finding a bit of blanket and turning in like the others, I headed to the baths.
The warm water lapped at my skin. The level came halfway up my chest, teasing my nipples as I plunged my hand beneath and pulled. I wish you could have been there. There was room enough for you in there with me this time without having to use magic. Room enough to finger me or suck me underwater. We both know you would have.
Love,
Moony
Author: KateKintail
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Sirius/Remus
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not my characters, world, or paycheck.
Summary: A series of letters.
Notes; Written for hp_may_madness 2014
Word count: 200
Dear Padfoot,
Oh you naughty man, putting images like that into my head before turning the game on me.
The werewolves are not so uncivilized as to not have baths. In fact, from the smell of it, quite a lot of wanking and marking must get done there. This is why I usually steer clear of them when others are around. I must appear submissive, harmless, available. But, if challenged, they would find just the opposite.
Luckily, I’ve spent enough time here to know the routines. Wolves are night creatures, as you well know. So I waited until morning. There isn’t much sunlight here, but I could feel in my bones when morning was upon me. Instead of finding a bit of blanket and turning in like the others, I headed to the baths.
The warm water lapped at my skin. The level came halfway up my chest, teasing my nipples as I plunged my hand beneath and pulled. I wish you could have been there. There was room enough for you in there with me this time without having to use magic. Room enough to finger me or suck me underwater. We both know you would have.
Love,
Moony
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