More Rita/Snape RP... liek whoah

Rita smiled, enjoying his uncertainty, turned away and moved to her dresser, lifting the acid-green quill from its surface and dipping her hand into the top drawer to retrieve a pot of shimmering golden ink she'd bought recently - from that fantastic store owned by the Weasley brothers. Smiling, she turned back, twirling the quill in her fingers, and climbed onto the bed behind him. Without a word, she leaned over him, kissed his throat, his shoulder; slid a stockinged knee over the back of his thighs.

She trailed the tip of the feather up and down his spine. Uncapping the ink, she murmured: "As I said, Severus, you've drained me of all my inspiration. I thought, perhaps..." She turned the quill around, dipped its nib in the ink and let a drop fall onto his shoulder and run a trail down toward his throat, "That writing all the filthy things I'd like to do to you on your skin might help me recover my muse." The ink was laced with a potent aphrodisiac potion, and surely he would feel its warm, tingling effects against his skin already.


Well, I think I broke my own brain. Whew! Full (so far, still incomplete) log here.

Okay, well now it's 7:30am and I still haven't slept. I think I should go to bed. Damn Snape, keeping me up all night ;)