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Post by silver on Feb 3, 2011 17:39:06 GMT -5
The wind broke over the horizon and lifted his hair off his head for only a moment. His eyes moved with the wind, watching leaves blow in the early Spring weather. His lips parted in a small smile showing her deep dimples on each side of his mouth. He scratched his rough chin for a second and turned his attention back to the notepad in which he had been writing. The words moved across the page in his soft scrawl. He had half the current page filled with such lines, but his train of thought seemed to dance away with the Spring breeze. He did not mind, there was no deadline on this story. Just something he was doing for fun, since that time of year was approaching fast and love was suppose to be in the air.
He read over a line, 'Softly he would turn, moving so close to her that she had to hold her head away to see his smile. Their bodies were made for each other, curves fitting into curves, and perfect melding of flesh on flesh. Nudity no longer mattered to them, they held a connection that no amount of innocents could ever delay. As his touch centered on the small of her stomach, he rubbed the small line that lead down from her belly button to her waist line. It always sent shocks through her, making her tremble with a desire deeper than any ocean the Earth held. And his kiss followed, at first touching that belly button, circling it with his tongue, then following the trail his fingers had just made. He took his time going down, much like he took his time with everything he shared with her. Time was something they had the most of, if not love. And the night continued.'
He set the notepad aside with a small sigh. It had been so long since the shy animagus had the courage to be with a woman. His stories were so filled with love, and romance but his life was well void of such things. He had thought he had found this with a girl named Annie, but she had not come back around to him in such a long time. All inquiries to where she might be had gone unanswered. He felt it was time to move on, and explore what else he could do with his life. He sighed again his eyes moving to the notepad. If life was only as good as the things he wrote. Well, the things Thimbledora Tonks wrote. This was the name under which he was published. Silver was much too shy to face fans of his popular series of self-help and romance books. He could not imagine having to face crowds and signed books, and do all the things they wished he would do.
No one knew of his pseudonym. Well, a few did, but they would never tell of it. He trusted few, but the two he did trust the most took well care of his professional decisions. He leaned back against the tree on the edge of the Dark Wood and enjoyed the Spring weather. His eyes moved to the large castle across the fields. Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was allowed to visit on occasion, mostly due to the fact that he was offered a teaching position. However, he was still unsure if that was something he would wish to pursue. Silver Moonlight enjoyed life the way it was, living in the Dark Woods close to the centaur encampment, and writing in secret. The only void was lack of love. And sadly, he did not see this void being filled any time soon. Silver sighed, and closed his eyes.
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Post by magyn on Feb 3, 2011 18:31:50 GMT -5
Magyn stopped in a tree when she saw him. Writing as usual. She smirked, deciding whether or not to interrupt him. She bent low in her Abercrombie skinny jeans, pushed her knit hat back a little and then gripped the trunk of the tree on her right. Her body leaned forward, her torso elongated to get a better look. A water droplet, from the most recent rain, fell from the above branch and hit the lower end of her back; it only chilled her slightly. She stood and slinked around to the other side of the tree and then hopped to one nearer to him. She questioned whether or not she should scare him and then decided he looked like he needed a good laugh. Magyn, with a mischievous smile on her lips, rose in the trees and took refuge in a branch high above him. A few moments later she removed her feet from their perch and let herself fall to a spot directly in front of him. She relished the feeling of the wind blowing through her, through her arms, her legs, the rush of it blowing past her face, and then at last she hit the forrest floor. With her knees bending, cushioning her blow, her one hand touching the ground in front of her, and her head slightly bowed she landed rolling the impact through her body before she rose her head and let a glimpse of fang flash towards him.
"Hello" she said sultry but softly at the same time. |
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