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said_scarlett) wrote2005-07-22 05:44 pm
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Drabble: Tonks/Narcissa
Title: Business and Pleasure
Pairing: Tonks/Narcissa
Rating: R
Word Count: 200
Summary: Tonks goes undercover for some information. Written for the
blond_azkaban drabble month.
The things she did for the Order. She checked her hair - short and black - and made sure her bright red lipstick was un-smudged. She felt like a cheap trollop - tarted up in short robes with breasts pushed up to her neck - but she was supposed to. Narcissa Malfoy had very specific tastes - and information. And hell, what could she say? A bit of spit swapping with a handsome woman wasn’t that bad of a job. It beat sludging through swamps or spying. She arched one eyebrow and smoothed her short, tight robes. This was it.
She slipped into the back room, not sure what to expect. But the pale, gaunt woman stretched out on the bed was not it. Tonks smiled, swaying her hips as she approached. There was money on the nightstand. Narcissa was ready, naked and languid as a cat. She was thinner than Tonks liked - boyish breasts and hollow hips - but well groomed and hairless. Tonks moved onto the bed, dropping clothes as she did so. The information was important, but who was Tonks to leave a lady waiting?
She could get it after she’d gotten a bit for herself.
Pairing: Tonks/Narcissa
Rating: R
Word Count: 200
Summary: Tonks goes undercover for some information. Written for the
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The things she did for the Order. She checked her hair - short and black - and made sure her bright red lipstick was un-smudged. She felt like a cheap trollop - tarted up in short robes with breasts pushed up to her neck - but she was supposed to. Narcissa Malfoy had very specific tastes - and information. And hell, what could she say? A bit of spit swapping with a handsome woman wasn’t that bad of a job. It beat sludging through swamps or spying. She arched one eyebrow and smoothed her short, tight robes. This was it.
She slipped into the back room, not sure what to expect. But the pale, gaunt woman stretched out on the bed was not it. Tonks smiled, swaying her hips as she approached. There was money on the nightstand. Narcissa was ready, naked and languid as a cat. She was thinner than Tonks liked - boyish breasts and hollow hips - but well groomed and hairless. Tonks moved onto the bed, dropping clothes as she did so. The information was important, but who was Tonks to leave a lady waiting?
She could get it after she’d gotten a bit for herself.
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