Seamus Finnegan (seamus_finnegan) wrote,
Seamus Finnegan

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Morning's gone

I thought it would feel I little less blurred in the morning, but it's not quite the case. Nothing changes, nothing will. I have to say I'm thankful for that because things are fine the way they are. I learn along the way, though. Like, the difference between having sex and making love. At first, I thought girls had invented that to make it sound more... innocent maybe, beautiful. But, they are in fact not that same. I even had a taste of both yesterday, it cannot get more clear than that.

Pansy, she's... gorgeous. Everything she does is. You can't just stand there insensible to the delicate movements and sounds she makes. I still feel the same way I did before yesterday toward her. The only difference now are the memories of licks and moans, and god, she's better than candy.

Draco, he's irresistible. If I could refuse sex to Draco, I would. But, I don't think that's even possible. Things between us are... vague. I don't want to go there. Horny memories of our last time are all I have. I'm just a little bit uncomfortable that the house-elves will be scarred with that memory, too. Is there more kinkiness coming?
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