What a treat this story is, and what a delightful take on 'dirty talk'. I love the idea of Will/Pomona; two outdoorsy people who have so much in common.
"Saw you come into the Ministry Christmas gala with Screechsnap seeds on your sleeve and a smudge of dragon dung on the tip of your nose, and I thought, there's a girl I want to meet." Love Willa's terse speech patterns and her reasoning.
she stirred the lentils, filling the air with the scents of cumin and onion and basil a woman of many talents, then. I'd love to taste it.
I shan't forget the moggy I find this vintage Pomona, for some reason. The use of the word 'moggy', I mean.
Those vines know good tits when they see them Must be quite fun to be a Devil's Snare, then. Until they start the burning thing, that is.
She found the sight quite arousing Not the only one. Great scene.
"Saw you come into the Ministry Christmas gala with Screechsnap seeds on your sleeve and a smudge of dragon dung on the tip of your nose, and I thought, there's a girl I want to meet." Love Willa's terse speech patterns and her reasoning.
she stirred the lentils, filling the air with the scents of cumin and onion and basil a woman of many talents, then. I'd love to taste it.
I shan't forget the moggy I find this vintage Pomona, for some reason. The use of the word 'moggy', I mean.
Those vines know good tits when they see them Must be quite fun to be a Devil's Snare, then. Until they start the burning thing, that is.
She found the sight quite arousing Not the only one. Great scene.