Post by beMMADfabulous on Apr 28, 2007 16:44:16 GMT -5
A/N:: I don’t think I shall ever understand why my muse insists that I write while I have a headache. Ugh. 
And, yes, I’m working on making my fics longer!
FanFic 100 Challenge #:: 074- Dark
Albus smiled to himself as he lay on the bed, listening to the faint sound of footsteps approaching the bedroom. It had not been long after becoming friends with Minerva so many years ago that he had learned to easily recognize her presence and, with time, was even able to distinguish the mood she was in simply by this particular sound.
The click of the door being opened seemed to echo through the still room as Minerva entered and walked sleepily over to lay on the bed. Albus could feel the love deep within him as she smoothed a hand over his chest. He moved closer and kissed her passionately on the lips as she released her hair from its bun, causing a soft, dark wave to cascade around Albus’s face and shoulders.
He slowly kissed the bend of her neck, allowing his lips to linger upon her sweet-smelling skin.
“I love you,” Minerva whispered in his ear as she intertwined her long, slender fingers with his.
“I love you too.”
Minerva smiled at the whispers that hung briefly, gracefully in the night air. She caressed Albus’s cheek gently with the back of her hand, placing kisses lovingly on his forehead and on the bridge of his nose, and he wrapped his arms snuggly around her svelte waist.
Minerva stretched her body and tossed her long hair over her shoulders as she secured her place in bed beside her husband. Albus stroked her hair until he heard her breathing become slow and deep, indicating she was fast asleep. He stayed awake only a few minutes longer, until his eyelids became heavy and sleep beckoned him to join Minerva into the peaceful serenity of a dream.
THE END
And, yes, I’m working on making my fics longer!FanFic 100 Challenge #:: 074- Dark
Footsteps in the Dark
Albus smiled to himself as he lay on the bed, listening to the faint sound of footsteps approaching the bedroom. It had not been long after becoming friends with Minerva so many years ago that he had learned to easily recognize her presence and, with time, was even able to distinguish the mood she was in simply by this particular sound.
The click of the door being opened seemed to echo through the still room as Minerva entered and walked sleepily over to lay on the bed. Albus could feel the love deep within him as she smoothed a hand over his chest. He moved closer and kissed her passionately on the lips as she released her hair from its bun, causing a soft, dark wave to cascade around Albus’s face and shoulders.
He slowly kissed the bend of her neck, allowing his lips to linger upon her sweet-smelling skin.
“I love you,” Minerva whispered in his ear as she intertwined her long, slender fingers with his.
“I love you too.”
Minerva smiled at the whispers that hung briefly, gracefully in the night air. She caressed Albus’s cheek gently with the back of her hand, placing kisses lovingly on his forehead and on the bridge of his nose, and he wrapped his arms snuggly around her svelte waist.
Minerva stretched her body and tossed her long hair over her shoulders as she secured her place in bed beside her husband. Albus stroked her hair until he heard her breathing become slow and deep, indicating she was fast asleep. He stayed awake only a few minutes longer, until his eyelids became heavy and sleep beckoned him to join Minerva into the peaceful serenity of a dream.
THE END
