Well, the smut muse came back for a little bit. Then it went away again. It's very easily frightened. I started my entry for the 'Touch Myself' challenge. It was going rather well, aural voyerism in the Slytherin boy's dorm, Severus' POV, nice pacing....
And then the poor smut muse was driven into a deep dark hole by horrific smut descriptions. He won't come out, and I sort of don't blame him. Even though we're trying to coax him out with visions of Severus and Remus on a desk, tying each other to the bed, and sexy!Bill in full Indiana Jones mode.
I just...basic anatomy, people. Basic anatomy. The intestines aren't involved in normal intercourse! Leave them out of it!
I suppose I'll just give it a rest and turn my attention back to Sirius. I have two weeks for the challenge, I'm sure I can finish it by then.
Oh, and IB!Peter is on the roof of Grimmauld crying and will remain there for most of the evening.