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Tweak says, "MOOSGRON"

Faith Lehane (dark_slayer) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-30 09:37:00

Entry tags:

complete, day 13, faith lehane, severus snape

Who: Faith and Snape
What: Snape decides Faith doesn't need to sleep. She disagrees. Hilarity ensues. They wander off to train, and then make out.
When: Around 8am
Where: Faith's room, then on a pillar by the sea to train.
Rating: PG-13 - R for naked Faith and some making out.
Status: Complete

She'd never much been interested in the whole 'early to bed, early to rise' philosophy. A confirmed night owl, she was rarely in her bed before 3am, at the earliest. She liked the night time. As far as she was concerned, the damned early bird could keep it's stupid worm. She'd take a comforable bed anyday, no questions asked.

Last night had been no different than most. She'd had an interesting time training with Xena, Gabrielle, Toph and Katara, but had wandered off bored after not too long. Teaching people really wasn't so much her forte. She was more of the lone wolf type, neither good at teaching nor particularly at learning. Sure, she showed her Watchers a certain amount of respect, but that didn't make her an easy student. After that impromptu, for her, at least, training session, she had wandered along her merry way. She hadn't made it to her bed until well past 4am.

Being left to her own devices, it would be well past noon when she awoke. Someone, however, seemingly didn't know when to leave her to those devices. In the midst of her dreams, for once as normal as they ever got, she heard a banging. Not loud, not at first. But insistent. Even when she dragged her pillow over her head, it wasn't enough to keep the noise out fully.

The girl sighed, slipped out of bed, and staggered over to the door. Once there, she held on to the doorframe and swung open the door. Her hair was a mess, she was still bleary-eyed, and on top of that, she was completely and totally nude. She didn't sleep wearing clothing, and didn't care enough about other people's sense of what was decent and what wasn't to even grab a blanket to cover up.

"Oh, it's you. Sorry, I'm not the Slayer before noon. Come back later."

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severelyseverus
2008-09-05 12:30 am UTC (link)

Faith's looks of hurt and humiliation bothered Snape. Had he made the right choice? Had it been a mistake to reject her advances? No. It was for the best. He had not accepted her offer of the position of Watcher merely as an avenue by which to infiltrate her underthings. In fact, at the time the offer had been made, thought of his Slayer's underthings had not even crossed his mind.

As he stood up and wandered to the edge of the pillar of sandstone to peer over and watch Faith swim away, he couldn't help but remember the feel of her body in his arms, the slight weight of her on top of him, the tickle of the tip of her tongue on his lips. If he were completely honest, he had to admit that he had enjoyed the visceral thrill of it -- his erection, after all, had not yet subsided -- but reinforcement of his authority came first. There was promise in it that had not only priority but greater scope. Perhaps later, at a time of his choosing...

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