Title: Headmistress Interrupted
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tattooedsappho
Pairing: Hooch / McGonagall
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 200
Summary: All work and no play makes Minerva a dull girl.
Authors Notes: Written for Double Drabble #9 ('07) at minorhp100 then posted to![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif)
imp_inkstains before coming here.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Just playing with them.
“Minerva?” Xiomara said, approaching the Headmistresses’ desk and standing directly in front of the preoccupied professor.
Minerva looked up at the sound of her name and, startled by Xiomara’s closeness, jumped in her chair.
“Merlin Xiomara, don’t scare me like that!”
“You wouldn’t be so easy to scare if you pulled your nose out of your work every now and then. If it’s not schoolwork then it’s Quidditch and if it’s neither then you don’t have time.”
“That’s not all there is to me.” Minerva huffed, glaring at Xiomara.
“Really?” Xiomara asked, eyes sparkling mischeviously as she rounded the desk.
Minerva was at a loss for words as Xiomara climbed into her lap and pulled the quill out of her hands, dropping it to the floor.
“Prove it.”
Minerva leaned into Xiomara, searing her lips with a kiss before standing and depositing her upon the desk. Papers scattered as they battled for dominance, all but the desire within ignored. It was only when both women were completely spent that coherent words were spoken again.
“I hope you didn’t like that glass.” Xiomara commentated as she got dressed.
“Somehow I always end up with broken something when you visit.” Minerva teased.
Author:
tattooedsapphoPairing: Hooch / McGonagall
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 200
Summary: All work and no play makes Minerva a dull girl.
Authors Notes: Written for Double Drabble #9 ('07) at minorhp100 then posted to
imp_inkstains before coming here.Disclaimer: Not mine. Just playing with them.
“Minerva?” Xiomara said, approaching the Headmistresses’ desk and standing directly in front of the preoccupied professor.
Minerva looked up at the sound of her name and, startled by Xiomara’s closeness, jumped in her chair.
“Merlin Xiomara, don’t scare me like that!”
“You wouldn’t be so easy to scare if you pulled your nose out of your work every now and then. If it’s not schoolwork then it’s Quidditch and if it’s neither then you don’t have time.”
“That’s not all there is to me.” Minerva huffed, glaring at Xiomara.
“Really?” Xiomara asked, eyes sparkling mischeviously as she rounded the desk.
Minerva was at a loss for words as Xiomara climbed into her lap and pulled the quill out of her hands, dropping it to the floor.
“Prove it.”
Minerva leaned into Xiomara, searing her lips with a kiss before standing and depositing her upon the desk. Papers scattered as they battled for dominance, all but the desire within ignored. It was only when both women were completely spent that coherent words were spoken again.
“I hope you didn’t like that glass.” Xiomara commentated as she got dressed.
“Somehow I always end up with broken something when you visit.” Minerva teased.
This line really jumped out at me as an important part of their relationship. Two really strong female personalities going at it...seems so right and sexy somehow. And NO...wimpy women don't turn me on..prolly why I like this so much!
thanks for this Sweets! Nice way to start meh day.
glad you liked it sweetie