Alastor Mablin (loveanddarkness) wrote in lightning_war, @ 2008-07-26 21:18:00 |
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Owl from Alastor Moody to Dylan Mulciber, 14 Sept 1942...
WARNING: Explicit sexual content.
Warded and charmed so that only Dylan can open it; anyone else who tries to read it will find themselves unable to pick up anything without dropping it for the next half hour.
Dylan,
Whatever you've heard about what's happening here now, I only found it, I'm not out there trying to deal with it.
We still aren't coming home. I don't know when we are--Lucius doesn't think we will. He's--you'll laugh, I know--taken advantage of the delay to find all new clothes for me--silk and velvet, just like his. I think the effect on me is rather like putting peacock feathers on a chicken, but I have to admit I like the way they feel.
If you were here, I'd take some of the silk ties that Lucius has given me and use them to blindfold you and tie you to my bed. You'd be beautiful, stretched out like a sacrifice or something to be worshipped. I'd stop and stare at you, amazed that you'd trust me so much--I could do anything I want to do, but all I want to do is make you feel good and you know it.
Then I'd take another tie and brush it over your skin. The silk would be so soft that you can't quite tell where it is. Then I'd use my hands and mouth, almost as soft as the silk, always moving so you never know where I'll touch you next. I'd save your prick for last, waiting until you're so hard you're begging for it, and then take you in my mouth and bring you to the point where you run out of words.
I miss you desperately.
All my love, Alastor