Post by Kamdra on Dec 30, 2004 15:04:26 GMT -5
Twister
Challenge Response 16
Albus Dumbledore whistled as he walked down the corridor towards his office. He had just dropped Minerva off at her rooms and had received a rather warm and pleasant good night kiss.
He couldn’t stop mulling the kiss over in his mind. He and the Deputy Headmistress had begun courting three months ago and besides a few rather chaste kisses they hadn’t made much headway on the physical front.
They had spent plenty of time getting to know one another through walks and chess games. He had recently taken her dancing and on several broom rides over London under cover of disillusionment, of course.
Tonight’s kiss was probably the beginning of a new direction in their relationship and Albus was looking forward to sharing so much more with her.
A week later he was pondering exactly which direction they were headed. Minerva had invited him over for tea and light reading yesterday and while he enjoyed the poetry and the tea and biscuits were scrumptious, he had hoped for a different outcome than a peck on his cheek and a soft goodnight.
Today she had positively pulled him into her rooms and his hopes rose only to deflate when she suggested they play a game.
“Albus, you’ll love it. It’s called Twister. I added a few charms to make it easier since you aren’t getting any younger.” She smirked at him and he knew a challenge when he heard one.
“What are the rules?”
”Simple. There are circles on this mat; Red, Yellow, Green, and Blue. This spinner is charmed to twirl for us. It will tell you to place your right foot or hand on a colored circle or your left foot or hand. The one who falls first loses.”
Albus looked puzzled for a moment. “This seems rather elementary, my dear.”
“We’ll play two games then. The first is just for practice. I don’t want you to strain a muscle.”
The game began and Albus could hardly believe he was participating. Minerva seemed to be having a wonderful time as they moved about the mat so he didn’t complain. He noticed that it was becoming harder to twist his body about in order to reach certain circles without leaving another but when Minerva moved her body across his to place her hand on the circle near his foot, the air in the room thickened considerably.
The sexual tension in the room grew as she rubbed her body against his at each of her turns. A bead of perspiration broke out on his brow as her leg crossed his back. Her breath on his neck was his undoing and he collapsed on the floor with her on top of him.
“You lost, Albus.” She smiled at him and shook her head. “I believe a kiss is enough reward for my win.” She leaned closer and lovingly placed her lips over his. She deepened the kiss after a moment and he eagerly accepted her in.
He was disappointed when she pulled back.
“Are you ready to play for real now? No more practice?”
“Yes. I am hoping for another reward.” He lifted his eyebrows hopefully towards her.
“If you win you may ask for a kiss. Are you sure your body can handle another try?”
Albus peered over his glasses at her with a firm look. “I am more than capable of another round.”
“Good.” She picked up her wand from the table and with a swish and a flick their clothing vanished and appeared folded on a chair. “Our next round will be nude.”
Challenge Response 16
Albus Dumbledore whistled as he walked down the corridor towards his office. He had just dropped Minerva off at her rooms and had received a rather warm and pleasant good night kiss.
He couldn’t stop mulling the kiss over in his mind. He and the Deputy Headmistress had begun courting three months ago and besides a few rather chaste kisses they hadn’t made much headway on the physical front.
They had spent plenty of time getting to know one another through walks and chess games. He had recently taken her dancing and on several broom rides over London under cover of disillusionment, of course.
Tonight’s kiss was probably the beginning of a new direction in their relationship and Albus was looking forward to sharing so much more with her.
A week later he was pondering exactly which direction they were headed. Minerva had invited him over for tea and light reading yesterday and while he enjoyed the poetry and the tea and biscuits were scrumptious, he had hoped for a different outcome than a peck on his cheek and a soft goodnight.
Today she had positively pulled him into her rooms and his hopes rose only to deflate when she suggested they play a game.
“Albus, you’ll love it. It’s called Twister. I added a few charms to make it easier since you aren’t getting any younger.” She smirked at him and he knew a challenge when he heard one.
“What are the rules?”
”Simple. There are circles on this mat; Red, Yellow, Green, and Blue. This spinner is charmed to twirl for us. It will tell you to place your right foot or hand on a colored circle or your left foot or hand. The one who falls first loses.”
Albus looked puzzled for a moment. “This seems rather elementary, my dear.”
“We’ll play two games then. The first is just for practice. I don’t want you to strain a muscle.”
The game began and Albus could hardly believe he was participating. Minerva seemed to be having a wonderful time as they moved about the mat so he didn’t complain. He noticed that it was becoming harder to twist his body about in order to reach certain circles without leaving another but when Minerva moved her body across his to place her hand on the circle near his foot, the air in the room thickened considerably.
The sexual tension in the room grew as she rubbed her body against his at each of her turns. A bead of perspiration broke out on his brow as her leg crossed his back. Her breath on his neck was his undoing and he collapsed on the floor with her on top of him.
“You lost, Albus.” She smiled at him and shook her head. “I believe a kiss is enough reward for my win.” She leaned closer and lovingly placed her lips over his. She deepened the kiss after a moment and he eagerly accepted her in.
He was disappointed when she pulled back.
“Are you ready to play for real now? No more practice?”
“Yes. I am hoping for another reward.” He lifted his eyebrows hopefully towards her.
“If you win you may ask for a kiss. Are you sure your body can handle another try?”
Albus peered over his glasses at her with a firm look. “I am more than capable of another round.”
“Good.” She picked up her wand from the table and with a swish and a flick their clothing vanished and appeared folded on a chair. “Our next round will be nude.”
;D That was so funny! 
