Drabble: The Spectrum of Desire
Title: The Spectrum of Desire
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: femslash100 Challenge #256: Middle; quill_it 50 Fics Table: #1: Patience
Characters: Astoria Greengrass, Narcissa Malfoy
Warnings: Hint of femslash
Author's Note: A companion piece to " Green Tea." Thanks to J. for reading, and deirdre-aithne and illusionrain keeping me sane while I fought with this. And yeah I should be working on other things, but I needed a break!
Disclaimer: HP and all assorted belong to JKR, and are not mine.
Summary: Normally, such clumsiness would annoy her, but today it pleases her.
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“Thank you, Mrs Malfoy,” Astoria says softly, and then almost spills her teacup on her lap when Narcissa looks at her.
Normally such clumsiness would annoy her, but today it pleases her.
Narcissa knows what the girl is thinking; can read Astoria’s growing desire in every lingering look, every fumbling movement, every careful word.
It’s no secret to Narcissa that Astoria wants her, dreams about her. Narcissa doesn’t mind - she quite likes the thought of taking the girl for herself, and Astoria certainly is a pretty little thing. She’ll look lovely in Narcissa’s bed.
Astoria’s longing limns her sweet body, a smoldering fire that only Narcissa can see. A fire that first burned red, then orange as the girl’s lust slowly ignited. The flickering flame is now amber - Astoria’s in the middle of the spectrum.
But Narcissa wants the girl to burn white-hot with desire before she claims her, wants her to be so desperate that Astoria will combust at the lightest touch.
She wants Astoria to ache with need, unable to think of anything else.
Narcissa notices the dreamy expression in Astoria’s green eyes, and smirks to herself.
Maybe she doesn’t have that much longer to wait.
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Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: femslash100 Challenge #256: Middle; quill_it 50 Fics Table: #1: Patience
Characters: Astoria Greengrass, Narcissa Malfoy
Warnings: Hint of femslash
Author's Note: A companion piece to " Green Tea." Thanks to J. for reading, and deirdre-aithne and illusionrain keeping me sane while I fought with this. And yeah I should be working on other things, but I needed a break!
Disclaimer: HP and all assorted belong to JKR, and are not mine.
Summary: Normally, such clumsiness would annoy her, but today it pleases her.
***
“Thank you, Mrs Malfoy,” Astoria says softly, and then almost spills her teacup on her lap when Narcissa looks at her.
Normally such clumsiness would annoy her, but today it pleases her.
Narcissa knows what the girl is thinking; can read Astoria’s growing desire in every lingering look, every fumbling movement, every careful word.
It’s no secret to Narcissa that Astoria wants her, dreams about her. Narcissa doesn’t mind - she quite likes the thought of taking the girl for herself, and Astoria certainly is a pretty little thing. She’ll look lovely in Narcissa’s bed.
Astoria’s longing limns her sweet body, a smoldering fire that only Narcissa can see. A fire that first burned red, then orange as the girl’s lust slowly ignited. The flickering flame is now amber - Astoria’s in the middle of the spectrum.
But Narcissa wants the girl to burn white-hot with desire before she claims her, wants her to be so desperate that Astoria will combust at the lightest touch.
She wants Astoria to ache with need, unable to think of anything else.
Narcissa notices the dreamy expression in Astoria’s green eyes, and smirks to herself.
Maybe she doesn’t have that much longer to wait.
***