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may 7: To Tease is to Please
Title: To Tease is to Please
Author: snapesgirl
Characters or Pairing:
Word Count: 653
Rating: PG
Prompts: "Go ahead and tease me, I don't mind."
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd, let me know of mistakes.



"Please go ahead and tease me, I don't mind," Poppy whispered.

Ro smiled at the lovely lady and asked; "Where have you been all of my life?"

"I started working at Hogwarts during your seventh year. You tried to flirt with me after taking a bludger to the head in a Quidditch match." Poppy shook her head. "Really, Rodolphus, you know more flattering things to say than that."

"This is true, however, I am trying to impress Bellatrix. My wife never likes being teased." He pinched the bridge of his nose and flopped onto the sofa. "By the way, I like your cottage."

"Thank you." She looked down at the canvas she was working on. "Will Rab like this cottage, or do you think I'll have to move to town?"

"He hasn't been here?" Ro sat up and stared at her.

"He has visited here once. For the most part, we only are together in society. When he needs a woman on his arm to look respectable, I get an owl."

"He has no respect for a beautiful woman." Ro stood up and walked over to where she was sitting. "I like how the light dances in your hair. Your lips are like fine wine. Poppy, don't roll your eyes like that."

She stuck her tongue out at him.

He bent over and sucked on her tongue. "Hmm," he purred.

Dropping her needlework, Poppy brought her hands up and pulled him closer.

"Poppy, I need to ask…Ro what the devil do you think you are doing to my betrothed?" Rab's voice rose in near panic.

"I believe it is called snogging. Is that what it's called?" Ro looked at Poppy while asking the question.

She giggled and nodded her head. "Yes, it definitely is called snogging."

"You two are disgusting." Rab leaned against the wall.

"What brings you to my humble home?" Poppy tapped Ro on the chest and motioned with her hand for him to move back.

Ro offered his hand and helped her stand.

"If we're disgusting, what do you call that thing you and Severus were doing in my dining room?" Ro fought to keep a straight face.

"We were doing a bit of wand maintenance." Rab blushed and looked at his feet.

"It looked to me as if you were playing with each other's wand." Ro began to chuckle.

Poppy swatted him on the chest. "Stop teasing him. Rab, what do you need?"

"I wanted to borrow a needle," he mumbled.

"To borrow what?" She bent her head, trying to make eye contact with him.

"A needle," he blurted. "Severus and I have a little project and he requires a sewing needle."

Ro began to laugh.

"Quit being a prat," Poppy knelt next to her work basket and pulled out a paper of pins and needles. "What size do you need?"

"If my brother stops being a prat, he would stop breathing. Severus just said a needle."

She selected a needle a dropped the paper back into her workbasket. Poppy walked over to Rab and carefully stuck the needle into his sleeve.

"What do you recommend I do to your brother," she whispered.

"I recommend a bit of wand play. I have it on good authority he likes having a certain part manually stimulated." Rab half smiled.

"You are very handsome," she whispered.

"I know," he whispered back. "I have to go help Severus, remember what I told you."

"I will." She gave him a peck on the cheek.

"What are you two whispering about?" Ro moved closer.

"The merits of neo classical art verses modernist." Poppy's reply made Rab laugh.

"Carry on…um, forget I said that." He blushed and fled from the room.

Poppy laughed when she heard the back door slam.

"Where were we?" Ro picked her up and pressed her to the wall.

"This looks like a promising beginning." Poppy put her arms around his neck.