sg (snapesgirl) wrote in 100quills, @ 2009-12-10 22:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | sinistra 50.4 (snapesgirl_62) |
snapesgirl_62: Sinistra's World (Aurora Sinistra, R)
Title: untitled
Author: snapesgirl
Rating: R
Prompt Set: 50.4
Prompt: turn
Word Count: 361
Summary: Aurora shows off some jewelry
Warnings: femme slash and body piercings discussed
Notes: unbeta'd. Set after Sinistra's seventh year at Hogwarts.
Aurora was not certain why she was at this party. Granted she really didn’t want to spend her first Christmas as an adult with her family, however, she was not a member of the Harpies Quidditch team.
Rolanda put an arm around Aurora’s shoulders. “Stop looking so serious and live a little.”
“I’m sorry for ruining your fun. Maybe I should leave?”
“No, my pretty. It is time to open up the holiday crackers. Come along and be a sport.”
Everyone soon was standing in a circle, holding the ends of crackers in their hands. On the count of three, the room filled with noise as crackers were popped and prizes were caught.
Rolanda held up a fancy bra which earned hoots of laugher.
“Your turn, come on, show us!” Several voices chorused.
Aurora slowly opened up her fist to show a pair of nipple studs.
“Lovely.” Rolanda beamed.
“You did this on purpose.” Aurora hissed.
“Shh.”
Alberta Botts loomed over the duo. The rangy female was grinning ear to ear. “Do you have the piercings for those?”
“As a matter of fact, I do.”
“Let’s have a look see. Model the jewelry for us.” Bertie was practically bouncing in anticipation.
Aurora coolly handed the small bronze studs to Rolanda then unfastened the top of her robes, she let the garment slide off her shoulders, exposing the top of a very low cut corset and the pearls that connected matching gold hoops.
“Holy Merde.”
“Who is this for?”
“Rolanda and I are attending a concert later. This is what the fashionable ladies wear to small concerts.”
“Shite, not in England they don’t, or I’d be a fan of the arts.”
“Munich.” Aurora pulled up her robes and fastened them. “Speaking of, Rolanda, we need to be off, or we’ll miss the show.”
“Ta, Bertie. Tomorrow is your turn for an outing with me. Think of something fun.” Rolanda blew a kiss to her girl friend before leaving the party with her best mate. “Here are your studs. Model them for me?”
“I thought you wanted to marry Bertie.”
“I do. However, there is nothing that says I can’t enjoy the scenery.”