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dramaturgy) wrote2002-08-25 04:31 pm
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vik_seeker_krum: :: Viktor smiles a little.:: Well, I am going to have to stop holding you for a little bit. I mean, brushing my teeth and playing Quidditch and things. :: He stops suddenly, and his face grows serious.:: I am yours. For as long as you are wanting me. And you are mine. For as long as you are wanting to be mine. I am promising.
seekerhiggs: :: Terence looks at Viktor, his face just as serious.. his right hand sliding down Viktor's back, reaching down to grasp Viktor's left hand, fingers intertwining. Terence slowly brings both of their hands up, placing the back of Viktor's hand against his sternum, and the back of his own hand against Viktor's sternum. :: I am yours. Forever, if you want me. And you are mine. For that long, if you want to be. :: Terence's heart pounds against his chest, against the back of Viktor's hand. :: I promise... only yours.
Gack. I'm dying over here.
seekerhiggs: :: Terence looks at Viktor, his face just as serious.. his right hand sliding down Viktor's back, reaching down to grasp Viktor's left hand, fingers intertwining. Terence slowly brings both of their hands up, placing the back of Viktor's hand against his sternum, and the back of his own hand against Viktor's sternum. :: I am yours. Forever, if you want me. And you are mine. For that long, if you want to be. :: Terence's heart pounds against his chest, against the back of Viktor's hand. :: I promise... only yours.
Gack. I'm dying over here.
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Forever, with breaks for Quidditch. *g* It's CATCHING.
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