"White Oleander" is my Asp/Scorp WIP on ff.net that should be posted before New Year's Eve. Here's a teaser to give you a taste!!
As always, Harry Potter is not mine, kk?
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I like the way you move, I like the way your lips move when you say “Iloveyou”, I like the way you feel against me, two shadows moving in the dark. I like you, is that okay?
His mother had called him a “charmingly cute boy.” He hadn’t been a boy for almost three years now, but he was still cute, and if the expression on Scorpius’s face was anything to go by, he was still charming. Or maybe he was irresistible now. Hm.
I like the way my name feels against my shoulder when it passes your lips, I like the way your arms tighten around my shoulders, I like the way your eyes drift closed, as if you could shut out the world. I like it when we shut out the world, is that okay?
His mother had called him a “sensitive and sweet angel.” An angel he was not—and he was sure Asp knew that, because Asp just gasped, the tables are turned—and he was sensitive (though not maybe the way his mother had intended that comment) and he was sweet, according to Asp, even when he did that.
Is this okay?
***And there you have it. I'm Anomalous Anonymous on ff.net--check it out! Link is here: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1458341/Anom
- Location:the kitchen
- Mood:
mellow - Music:Kimya Dawson
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Have fun?
- Location:The kitchen
- Mood:
apathetic - Music:Cupid's Chokehold
