Thread: Bombs Fall, Witches Burn (TheSilentProtagonist and Vi)

What's a... Really? You're kidding! Elle laughed as she started leading Draco towards the back of the little house. The willowy young woman paused, holding up a finger to still him for a moment before hurrying over to one of the shelves behind Luna. Ellie tapped the other girl's head affectionately as she passed. Eloise stood up on tip-toe to reach the highest shelf and her shirt rode up as she stretched for a cheaply-bound book. The over-sized sweatpants she wore slipped down on her hips, emphasizing the dip of her waist. She tugged them up as she brought the book back. Here. I love these stories, I even made Luna read them when I found this copy. Gaudily embossed lettering proclaimed the book The Complete Adventures of Sherlock Holmes. The cover artwork was melodramatic, all bloody daggers and shadowed pipes. Clearly it was a muggle novel. She did. Luna nodded, barely sparing a glance for her friend. Alex was improving at such a rapid pace, she felt compelled to keep her eyes on him at all times. Just in case she missed something new. Yeah, that was the only reason. It was a bit hard to follow sometimes. I had to ask for definitions. Elle handed the book to Draco before taking his wrist in a rather forceful grip and pulling him toward her bedroom. If it could even be called a 'room'. The space was enclosed, yes, but it was scarcely larger than the bed it held. There were drawers underneath the bed for clothing and other belongings, but one would have to be on the bed to open them. The bed itself was barely larger than a twin and piled high with blankets and while it could be said that the bed was made, it was not in any tidy way. No windows were on the walls, making the little room seem even more like a closet. Or possibly an animal's den. The air should have been musty or stagnant but it smelled of warmth, dried flowers, and clean bodies. A small shelf over the head of the bed held one of the magical oil lamps as well as a glittering glass bottle of amber-colored perfume. Elle blushed and snatched up a scrap of lace off the bed before stuffing it hastily into one of the drawers. Sorry, there's not much space, but the bed is soft and there are blankets enough to keep anyone warm. It struck the blonde woman very suddenly that she had usually finished the wooing before bringing the bloke to her bed. Hell, it was rare if they even bothered speaking once in the doorway! How exactly was she supposed to seduce him? It wasn't like she could invite him up for coffee... To make room for him to step inside, Eloise climbed onto the bed and sat against the far wall. In the main room, Luna was focused intently on Alex's progress. Soon she was pushing with her own will against him, watching him struggle to keep the battery in the air. Amazingly, he succeeded. Incredible. Could you tell I was pushing it down? How many can you hold at once? She held out the pouch toward him so he could levitate more batteries. Her greyish eyes lit with delight. It wasn't like this at all, before. It used to be... Talking. Like the witch and the world had a secret language that the world obeyed. Now... Well, the magic has forgotten how to speak. It's all body language now. Luna took the dark-eyed man's hand, her own palms warm and shockingly smooth. She directed his movements delicately, spinning the battery like a top in the air. Her thumb ran idly over the inside of his wrist, feeling his pulse flutter like a tiny fish. Of course, once she realized that she was holding his hand, Luna blushed to the roots of her hair. Dropping his hand and her control on the battery she began looking around the room. Thankfully there was no one else around to see her embarrassment. Wait, where were... Oh. I almost feel bad for him. Luna tried to change the subject. Elle can be very pushy when she wants something. The mysteries weren't even very mysterious. Of course, now Luna figured that Eloise would be pushing for something a bit different than simply reading a book. She wasn't stupid , after all, she had just thought that Ellie was bad at hiding her vibrator. Luna was only being polite by ignoring the incidents. It hadn't occurred to her that those 'embarrassing accidents' were invitations. How would that have worked, anyway? Would they have... Luna realized with a start that she was staring at Alex, head cocked, musing about the logistics of lesbian sex. She blushed even deeper and shifted uncomfortably while trying to think about anything else. So... You think you can make it shoot fire? Uh, the gun, I mean?