Twitterporn Part XXII
Jul. 24th, 2009 08:22 pmPART TWENTY THREE
slytherinsexgod Excuse me for one moment while I Floo-call my mother.
Aurorsupreme How does the saying go... "Love makes us do crazy things". I'm crazy for you, Draco. So, I do insane things. :)
Aurorsupreme Your mother already knows about it. You didn't think I was going to ask for your hand without her blessing did you?
Aurorsupreme Actually I was going to do it at L'Espadon in Paris. But I can propose at the Manor instead, if you prefer.
Aurorsupreme People who think things through don't willingly go into forests to be murdered by their enemies. I thought you knew me at least that well.
slytherinsexgod I'm still in shock, all right? It's insane! Why are you always doing insane things like telling me you're in love with me and proposing?
slytherinsexgod Well, she might actually have died. And then returned from the dead to destroy both of us. (Except that she seems to like you.)
slytherinsexgod You were actually going to PROPOSE? On my birthday? I suppose you would have done it at the Manor, too? Mother would have...
slytherinsexgod Damn you, Potter. You never think anything through, do you?
Aurorsupreme And never mind the fact that I'm madly in love with you. You're right, totally fucking with you. Haha. Gotcha.
Aurorsupreme Oh, and ignore the fact that Abrams' (you know, the one you hate) wife is a skilled jeweler. No subterfuge there, none at all.
Aurorsupreme Ah yes, we bastard Gryffindors... never rushing into anything. Always taking the cautious road. Yes, that's us.
slytherinsexgod You're fucking with me, aren't you? Bastard Gryffindor and your damned "Slytherin tendencies."
slytherinsexgod Wait...
slytherinsexgod So soon? I mean, you've only been living here for a few weeks and we never even planned for that to happen...
slytherinsexgod But my birthday is...
Aurorsupreme Oh, I see. YOU'LL be the one proposing. Right. Well, what am I supposed to do for your birthday NOW? You've ruined my plans.
Aurorsupreme Aww, Schnookums, you don't want to live happily ever after with me?
Aurorsupreme I thought I might be able to convince you that the socks weren't so bad. *grin*
slytherinsexgod Besides, if there is any proposing to be done, I shall be the one doing it.
slytherinsexgod Perhaps you should take your water to work with you.
slytherinsexgod Well, I have that in writing now. *grin* I suppose I can put up with a few socks about the house in exchange for your skillful mouth.
Aurorsupreme I, Harry Potter, agree to give you, Draco Malfoy, blow jobs any time I forget to pick up my socks. Although... that might backfire on you.
Aurorsupreme Better be careful or I might spring a proposal on you. *grin* And yes, we definitely need a contract.
Aurorsupreme Maybe it's in the water at the Ministry. That's what they always say about lots of babies being born at once.
Aurorsupreme I don't know if I want to be banned THAT badly. Haha! But I'll keep them in mind if the next one is awful.
slytherinsexgod Conciliatory blow jobs, hmmm? Perhaps we should write up some sort of contract.
slytherinsexgod Why are so many of the wretched Ministry employees getting married, anyway? Is it some sort of curse? Or a disease?
slytherinsexgod Perhaps if you invite Pansy and Blaise to the next one, you'll be banned, also?
Aurorsupreme It's completely unfair. And I demand conciliatory blow jobs in return. So there. :)
Aurorsupreme Work functions... like this damned wedding shower for Edwards. I don't see how you managed to get banned from future weddings but I didn't.
Aurorsupreme Mmm, no, I don't think I've ever reached the stage of not wanting you, sorry, you're stuck with me for a while yet.
Aurorsupreme Right, right! Good thing I already have the collar with me. I'll be able to do your bidding the moment I walk in the door. If you wish.
slytherinsexgod Granted, we have never actually reached that stage, so you might simply save them for work functions that I don't attend.
slytherinsexgod Of course you can wear your new clothes in front of me. Preferably after I'm completely shagged out and have no need to jump you.
slytherinsexgod You'll be the one on your knees, remember? More blow jobs have been promised.
Aurorsupreme It's a good thing that George keeps plenty of them in stock, eh? I'll pick one up on my way home tonight. You can rip THAT from my body.
Aurorsupreme Aww, Schnookums, do you want me to kiss your boo-boo? And is that your subtle way of saying you will or you won't be getting on your knees?
Aurorsupreme So you're saying you bought clothes I can't wear in front of you? o.O You're very strange, Draco.
slytherinsexgod You are particularly adorable when you're feeling guilty. BTW, that unmentionable t-shirt is currently fertilizer for my roses.
slytherinsexgod Still, it was worth it, I suppose. I still have the scar on my left kneecap. Remind me to show it to you again when you get home.
slytherinsexgod Absolutely not. You know what happens when I see you in silk. I nearly cried after I destroyed that Givenchy.
Aurorsupreme And if so, will I be modeling putting them on, or taking them off? :)
Aurorsupreme If they don't fit, we'll just have to go back to France again sooner. Am I going to have to model these shirts for you?
Aurorsupreme I wondered what happened to my 'Gryffindor Rules, Slytherin Drools' t-shirt Ron got me for my birthday last year.
Aurorsupreme When am I NOT checking out your arse? That's the question. The new socks are very nice. Thank you.
slytherinsexgod The new ones should be here from Paris tomorrow. Jardin was perturbed that I didn't bring you in for a proper fitting.
slytherinsexgod I do hope you like your new socks. You might not have noticed, but I also used the Incendio treatment on some of your more heinous shirts.
slytherinsexgod Finally you provide a logical explanation for the sock situation. *smirks* I should have guessed you were checking out my arse.
Aurorsupreme I think I can handle your blow job request. Taxing as it might be. :)
Aurorsupreme I'll try to be home more often and pick up after myself better. Although I may still leave socks on the floor... the way you bend over...mmm
Aurorsupreme Apology accepted. I'm sorry I haven't been more considerate of you and your fastidiousness.
slytherinsexgod In return for more blow jobs.
slytherinsexgod I will try to be more supportive and less of... a high-maintenance psychotically jealous nightmare.
slytherinsexgod Look, I'm really sorry I was a total bastard yesterday. I know how important your job is to you. I don't want you to lose it. 3:39 PM Jun 3rd from phone