|alisanne (alisanne) wrote in snarry100,|
@ 2007-05-02 22:25:00
|Entry tags:||celandineb, challenge 55: lust|
Original poster: celandineb
Word count: 100
Rating: PG, I suppose
Challenge: #55, Lust
The slow burn that began in his face and spread inexorably through his body to center in his groin was both unfamiliar and unwanted. He tried to keep his eyes from straying. If he could keep from looking at Harry, he might conquer the desire that inflamed each nerve.
Discipline would be his salvation – with a chaser of strong whisky, to let him sleep at night. Snape dozed off in a chair one evening under the influence, and awakened to find the object of his lust ensconced firmly in his lap, demonstrably more than willing to meet his passion halfway.