He ravishes. Not eats. There is not much time between Quidditch practice and saving the world, so his sharp teeth rip and tear; he speaks from the corner of his mouth, gesturing wildly to help communicate. What he says is of no importance to me. But - how his lips close around a fork, how his tongue licks the pumpkin juice from his upper lip, fingertips push at the food that does not fit in but has to – this gets my attention. There is no time and so much to devour. I stare and he tears out big bites of my thought and concentration, chews and swallows. My throat constricts with anger and confusion at the sheer energy and life he exudes and Pansy worries why I’m so skinny. At feverish nights, I catch drops of sweat on my tongue and wonder what does he taste like.
Eventually, Malfoy fucks Potter in a narrow bathroom, pinning him to a wall between two sinks. There is a faraway pain in Malfoy’s hip as he hits cold porcelain with every thrust. Potter loses balance and in search for leverage stretches the long leg he has wrapped around Malfoy’s waist and braces his foot against a stall. Malfoy drops his right hand from where he was pushing Potter’s shoulder into the wall, wants harder, deeper, and digs his fingers in the hollow of the back of Potter’s knee, pressing him yet closer. Potter screams, throwing his head back so violently that Malfoy can hear a sickening thud on the tiles. Malfoy is staring helplessly at Potter’s taut throat as Potter comes, convulsing so hard that Malfoy comes too, completely too early. For a while they’re both panting, and then Potter scrambles down and away, puts his trousers on, while Malfoy eyes himself in a grimy mirror.
- What shot you through the ceiling? – Malfoy asks, contemptuous and distracted.
- No one has ever touched me there before – Potter answers quietly, presses his fingertips to Malfoy’s cheek and kisses him, with a bare suggestion of tongue. Leaves without another word.
Malfoy stands with his arms crossed in the middle of the bathroom for just a while, tapping his foot and feeling tears welling up in his eyes; then he whirls around, dashes to a stall and throws up.
As per usual, it seems, an anglophile great big hug to
April 23 2003, 15:40:26 UTC 9 years ago
Your icon is fabulous, too.
April 23 2003, 15:51:37 UTC 9 years ago
I don't know what to say. I don't know. I'll friend you instead. *does so*
Thank you.
*whispers* It's a screencap from 'Smallville', I'm afraid.
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April 23 2003, 16:01:07 UTC 9 years ago
I stare and he tears out big bites of my thought and concentration, chews and swallows.
Love this line.
April 23 2003, 16:08:47 UTC 9 years ago
Thank you, very very very very much. This isn't enough, but that's all I have;)
Now this line looks vaguely Hannibal Lecter to me. In a 'I would love to pick your brain' way o.O. But I'm glad you like it, though.
April 23 2003, 16:12:22 UTC 9 years ago
April 23 2003, 16:19:38 UTC 9 years ago
Thank you, my little devil. *does devil sign*
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April 23 2003, 16:14:19 UTC 9 years ago
April 23 2003, 16:27:23 UTC 9 years ago
*gives you a bucket*
A story? Oh man, but that would require some serious thinking;). But I am tempted, if you say I should. You are Teh RoXor, anyhow!11!!1! And, God, complex? *cries helplessly* Thank youuuuu. Now I'm blushing.
April 23 2003, 16:19:37 UTC 9 years ago
And yeah, now my feedback is almost as long as the story, so I'll just go.
April 23 2003, 16:42:52 UTC 9 years ago
I don't even know how to answer. You just hit all the right points with your comment, and made this... thing... work more than it did in my head.
*tells you a fairytale to make it all better*
*friends you, hoping that's ok*
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April 23 2003, 18:02:35 UTC 9 years ago
Yes.
I never read H/D. When I do, I usually regret it.Thank you, because this is beautiful and ugly at once, and that's everything the pairing should be.
April 24 2003, 10:53:04 UTC 9 years ago
Yes!
I rarely write H/D;). But, you know, this time - I don't regret it;>And you're very welcome; I really hoped it would be maybe a bit beautiful and ugly, and not just grotesque. You made me blush, Evil! Thank you so much for reading.
ps. I have seen your icon sometime ago over at
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April 23 2003, 18:12:07 UTC 9 years ago
My throat constricts with anger and confusion at the sheer energy and life he exudes and Pansy worries why I’m so skinny. At feverish nights, I catch drops of sweat on my tongue and wonder what does he taste like.
combined with this:
Malfoy stands with his arms crossed in the middle of the bathroom for just a while, tapping his foot and feeling tears welling up in his eyes; then he whirls around, dashes to a stall and throws up.
Make the entire drabble perfect. I love it. It makes me shiver with delight, because you've portrayed their relationship so wonderfully well, exactly as it should be.
*friends you, if you don't mind*
This was a wonderful fic.
April 24 2003, 10:57:41 UTC 9 years ago
Thank you very very much. I'm glad you don't find it repulsive, I was worried about squicking the hell out of people;) And I'm glad to make you shiver!
Of course I don't mind! *friends you back*
You're friends with
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April 23 2003, 18:53:34 UTC 9 years ago
woo!
Wow i like that ending there. Its cool how it jumps from eating to fucking, very hot. Plus i love the random fucking in a stall, very nice. And the throws up at the end, perfect. A+ drabble!April 24 2003, 10:54:36 UTC 9 years ago
Wheee!
You know a woman by how she ends, as they say.Do they say that?
I'm very glad you liked it; eating and fucking, well. Just me and my oral fixation;)) Thank you thank you!
April 23 2003, 21:12:42 UTC 9 years ago
The words are smooth and sharp and perfect, the sex is hot, and the last line's a killer.
Malfoy stands with his arms crossed in the middle of the bathroom for just a while, tapping his foot and feeling tears welling up in his eyes; then he whirls around, dashes to a stall and throws up.
Love it.
April 24 2003, 11:03:21 UTC 9 years ago
*squees* You are so nice! And the description, it just makes me want to reread my own drabble;). And I'm so glad you found it hot, not eeeewwww. Thank you!
ps. Briaaaaaan.
April 24 2003, 00:41:10 UTC 9 years ago
- What shot you through the ceiling? – Malfoy asks, contemptuous and distracted.
Haha!
April 24 2003, 10:49:48 UTC 9 years ago
It's my favourite line.
But what I'm really thinking is: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Thank you <3. /embarrassing glee.
April 24 2003, 04:36:10 UTC 9 years ago
the hunger at the beginning, all streaming and needing and sosososo hungry you can -feel- it, you can -see- it.
and then the end, it blew me away, mostly harry being gentle and malfoy pretending and harry kissing him and then malfoy crumpling, just crumpling like that. i just have no words. it has all the startling emotional revelatory power of a really good poem. malfoy throwing up, after the hunger imagery at the beginning was a bloody revelation.
the viciousness and the need and the inability to -swallow- and -have- and -retain-. gah. brilliant.
April 24 2003, 11:12:27 UTC 9 years ago
*hyperventilates*
I have seen you giving feedback to a lot of people and always wondered how would it feel to actually have someone talk to me like that about what I have written. And now I know, and it's bliss. Thank you ever so much, and I'm just a bit incoherent, because you just get everything, the things I wasn't sure were clear or ever there, and Draco's inability to -swallow- and -have- and -retain-. just sums up it all and is everything and so much more of and about this drabble. Oh my God. You are lovely. And Draco crumpling, yesyesyes, that's what he does. Poor baby;>.EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Thank you, ever ever so much.
Oh, and there are some more drabbles in my memories, should you be so inclined.
*is not worthy*
April 24 2003, 12:46:50 UTC 9 years ago
...but I really really liked this.
April 24 2003, 14:28:31 UTC 9 years ago
Thank you, thank you all the more. It means a lot to me that you overcame your H/D hate and actually read it. And commented. *muah*
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April 25 2003, 15:05:00 UTC 9 years ago
*steps in and has a look around*
*sets up camp*
But oh, that was good in a yummyslurplick kind of way! I have little else to say because I'm still making fishfaces at the screen, but good. Damn good. *nods enthusiastically*
April 25 2003, 17:07:20 UTC 9 years ago
She's quite good at prodding, isn't she?
Glad you're here.*passes you a thermos with warm tea, without sugar or milk, out of respect for your tea-purism;)*
yummyslurplick? I like that, heee. And fishfaces, well, I'm very flattered. That are very novel reactions;) but, but, lovely. Thank you soso much!
April 25 2003, 18:09:08 UTC 9 years ago
April 26 2003, 05:41:47 UTC 9 years ago
Hey hey!
Ahahahaha I love this >_<.And thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment! And yes, poor Draco bit off more than he can chew.
Hey. Anna Michalska? You're Polish, aren't you? Same here;)
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April 27 2003, 09:45:58 UTC 9 years ago
Wow.
*reads again*
*dies*
April 27 2003, 12:10:42 UTC 9 years ago
*resurrects you*
Thank you.
April 29 2003, 04:16:15 UTC 9 years ago
April 29 2003, 07:59:46 UTC 9 years ago
Wheeee!
Thank you so. *loves too*November 26 2003, 05:32:19 UTC 8 years ago
loved it. kudos to you.
November 27 2003, 09:23:14 UTC 8 years ago
And, um. *facepalms, dies of shame* Why yes, I did. Thank you. Why did no-one notice that? Including me. How embarrasing.
December 16 2003, 13:06:19 UTC 8 years ago
December 16 2003, 14:15:12 UTC 8 years ago
All I can say is one big thank you. I'm incredibly flattered!
And all my other things are in my memories, should you be so inclined. <3!