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said_scarlett) wrote2005-08-19 05:23 pm
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Fic: Picture Perfect
Title: Picture Perfect
Pairing: Remus/Tonks
Rating: Hard R
Word Count: 421
Summary: Tonks does something to help keep Remus warm on the nights they can't be together.
Warnings: Masterbation
Written for
15minuteficlets and
xenoface. Inspired by the lovely art she drew me. Word under the cut.
Anticipation
The lighting had to be perfect. Tonks struggled with it for nearly fifteen minutes, adjusting and shifting and placing. She stood back to admire her handiwork, nodding at how the soft light hit the bed just right. She placed the mirror next, giving it the same attention as the lighting. Everything needed to be just right.
Once satisfied, Tonks shimmied out of her jeans and kicked them aside, turning to look at the way her stomach swelled slightly over her red knickers. She pulled off her purple t-shirt and tossed it away, cupping her breasts and leaning forward just a bit to get a better view of her cleavage; the red bra she wore pushed her round breasts up and together. One hand finger combed her short, shaggy pink hair and then she was set.
Hopping up on to the bed, Tonks snagged her camera from the bedside table and propped a few pillows behind her back. Leaning back, she inspected her reflection in the mirror. Legs spread, shoulders thrown back, head titled down the way she’d seen the girls in the dirty magazines do. In the red bra and knickers she looked like a pin-up model, soft and round and curvy.
Now for the difficult part. Tonks fiddled with the camera and set it between her legs once more, now charmed to her specifications. In front of the mirror she practiced her pout, she tossed her head, she cocked her legs, pointed her toes, she ran a hand over her knickers, she tweaked her nipples and pulled down her bra cups. All the while the camera snapped, photographing her mirror image. One bra strap slipped off her shoulder, her fingers slid under the waistband of her knickers, her lids dropped down in an imitation of a smoldering expression.
Tonks’ leg kicked aside the camera, the flash still going as she forgot about the camera. The film ran out as she orgasmed, snapping and clattering as Tonks buried her face in a pillow.
Legs shaking, Tonks hopped off of the bed and tucked herself back into her bra. She pulled out the film, grinning in anticipation. Remus would be home tonight, but she’d be out. Their schedules never matched up anymore, and sex was less and less frequent. The trials of being an Auror.
Oh well, he’d find the photos spread out over the bed instead. That should whet his whistle for the real thing. Grinning to herself and still dressed in her undies, Tonks bounded off to develop the film.
Pairing: Remus/Tonks
Rating: Hard R
Word Count: 421
Summary: Tonks does something to help keep Remus warm on the nights they can't be together.
Warnings: Masterbation
Written for
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Anticipation
The lighting had to be perfect. Tonks struggled with it for nearly fifteen minutes, adjusting and shifting and placing. She stood back to admire her handiwork, nodding at how the soft light hit the bed just right. She placed the mirror next, giving it the same attention as the lighting. Everything needed to be just right.
Once satisfied, Tonks shimmied out of her jeans and kicked them aside, turning to look at the way her stomach swelled slightly over her red knickers. She pulled off her purple t-shirt and tossed it away, cupping her breasts and leaning forward just a bit to get a better view of her cleavage; the red bra she wore pushed her round breasts up and together. One hand finger combed her short, shaggy pink hair and then she was set.
Hopping up on to the bed, Tonks snagged her camera from the bedside table and propped a few pillows behind her back. Leaning back, she inspected her reflection in the mirror. Legs spread, shoulders thrown back, head titled down the way she’d seen the girls in the dirty magazines do. In the red bra and knickers she looked like a pin-up model, soft and round and curvy.
Now for the difficult part. Tonks fiddled with the camera and set it between her legs once more, now charmed to her specifications. In front of the mirror she practiced her pout, she tossed her head, she cocked her legs, pointed her toes, she ran a hand over her knickers, she tweaked her nipples and pulled down her bra cups. All the while the camera snapped, photographing her mirror image. One bra strap slipped off her shoulder, her fingers slid under the waistband of her knickers, her lids dropped down in an imitation of a smoldering expression.
Tonks’ leg kicked aside the camera, the flash still going as she forgot about the camera. The film ran out as she orgasmed, snapping and clattering as Tonks buried her face in a pillow.
Legs shaking, Tonks hopped off of the bed and tucked herself back into her bra. She pulled out the film, grinning in anticipation. Remus would be home tonight, but she’d be out. Their schedules never matched up anymore, and sex was less and less frequent. The trials of being an Auror.
Oh well, he’d find the photos spread out over the bed instead. That should whet his whistle for the real thing. Grinning to herself and still dressed in her undies, Tonks bounded off to develop the film.
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Lucky, lucky Remus! :)
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omigosh!!! it's been forever since my art inspired fic... xD
omigoshomigoshomigoshILOVEYOUomigosh!!!
xD that's so... err... smoldering!
I love you, i love your style and. and. omigosh... pin-up!Tonks! yum!
I am utterly speechless... i feel like pudding. o-o;;
-sam
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Moony: I am a poor, depressed, and sex-deprieved werewolf. Tonight, I shall sulk! *sees pictures* O_O *blushes*
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