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Alecto Alissandra Carrow ([info]afm_carrow) wrote in [info]aftermidnight,
@ 2008-09-25 02:57:00
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Who: Amycus and Alecto
What: "Quality" time together.
Where: Their manor in Scotland
When: Right after this
RATING/WARNINGS: NC-17 for Incest/Twincest IF THIS BOTHERS YOU DO NOT READ THIS THREAD.
Status: Closed/Incomplete.





Alecto just smirked at his last reply before tossing her journal into some far corner of their room as she rolled over onto her back, her knees bent and her feet flat on the mattress as her head hung over the edge and she watched the door with an intent that written plainly across her face.

She had missed him greatly over the past few days, having spent most of them at either Mungo's or the Ministry, trying to help Bella catch up on the work she had fallen behind on or playing body guard against the massive swarm of press that surrounded Mungo's, demanding to know every last detail. Alecto honestly could not remember if she had seen her brother since the rescue the previous Friday and the yearning and desire to be near him, to feel him had gotten to the point where she could not ignore it any longer, hence her post and now hence the excitement and desire that was coursing through her as she waited for the door to open.



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