Title: Quidditch-toned Lies
Author: Felaine
Rating: PG?
Warning: Adult situations & slash
Words: 100
Disclaimer: JKR's, not mine
Summary: Inspired by the "Quidditch-toned thighs" question at snarry games' authors interviews
*...* indicate thoughts
cut to spare my LJ friends who think HP stands for Hewlett-Packard
"C'mon, Severus."
The DADA professor poked the Headmaster in his bare ribs.
"You never considered us doing this when I was here before?"
"Never. Disgusting thought."
*never manipulated a Quidditch schedule so you'd be forced to fly in the rain; robes outlining every muscle, every daring move*
*never spent months perfecting an invisibility potion so I could watch you shower off the mud*
*never stole the broom you straddled to sleep with, smell it, rub against it until I was raw*
"Well, I'm glad we're together now. And Severus...I want my broom back."
*Marvelous, Potter. Now you master Legilimency.*