LMH Sequel Update
Oct. 25th, 2004 11:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
emmagrant01People ask every now and then about the LMH sequel, so here's an update:
RL has been extremely busy this fall (which is a very good thing, btw), and I haven't had as much time to devote to writing as I'd anticipated. I've sent the synopsis off to betas and am waiting to hear back from them, and I've written the first two (of many, many) chapters. I really wanted to post chapters regularly, and so I had decided to wait until I was about halfway through writing it before I started posting. That may be a while though, given the way things are going. I would sincerely like to start posting it soon, but I also want to make sure that once I start, I'll be able to post regularly until it's finished, and not leave people hanging or end up doing a sloppy job. This may mean it will be after the holidays before it begins. I'm sorry if that disappoints anyone, but I'm sure you all understand! *hugs*
In return for your continued support and patience, here's a cookie. :-) (rated NC-17)
21 February, 2004: Saturday
The scent of coffee was thick in the air when he awoke. Draco shifted under the duvet, not wanting to be awake just yet. The warmth of the duvet was comforting and the light filtering through the window was soft. This was his favorite part of the morning: the early light, before he had to get up. Today was Saturday, and it was comforting to know he could sleep as long as he wanted.
"Coffee?"
Draco opened his eyes to see Harry -- shirtless, scruffy-looking, and holding a steaming mug -- leaning over him. Draco closed his eyes again. Harry couldn't possibly expect him to get up now.
"Hmmm... need an incentive to wake up?" Harry's cold hand wormed its way under the duvet and stroked his thigh.
Draco made a whimpering noise and wriggled away.
"You're in a right mood this morning," Harry quipped. Draco heard the clink of the mug being set on the bedside table, and then Harry slid under the duvet. He'd taken off his pyjama bottoms as well; his erection pressed against Draco's thigh. "It's all right. You can go back to sleep if you want. Don't mind me." That cold hand found his hip, then slid around to grasp his flaccid penis. Draco considered protesting, but Harry's lips were tickling his neck, and his cool fingers were stroking...
"G'morning," Draco managed. He was becoming aroused despite his intentions to remain asleep. Damn Harry's fingers. "Your hand is cold," he muttered. Harry ducked under the duvet.
A second later, Draco's cock was engulfed by Harry's mouth.
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Evil, yes? *grins* Thanks again for your support!
RL has been extremely busy this fall (which is a very good thing, btw), and I haven't had as much time to devote to writing as I'd anticipated. I've sent the synopsis off to betas and am waiting to hear back from them, and I've written the first two (of many, many) chapters. I really wanted to post chapters regularly, and so I had decided to wait until I was about halfway through writing it before I started posting. That may be a while though, given the way things are going. I would sincerely like to start posting it soon, but I also want to make sure that once I start, I'll be able to post regularly until it's finished, and not leave people hanging or end up doing a sloppy job. This may mean it will be after the holidays before it begins. I'm sorry if that disappoints anyone, but I'm sure you all understand! *hugs*
In return for your continued support and patience, here's a cookie. :-) (rated NC-17)
21 February, 2004: Saturday
The scent of coffee was thick in the air when he awoke. Draco shifted under the duvet, not wanting to be awake just yet. The warmth of the duvet was comforting and the light filtering through the window was soft. This was his favorite part of the morning: the early light, before he had to get up. Today was Saturday, and it was comforting to know he could sleep as long as he wanted.
"Coffee?"
Draco opened his eyes to see Harry -- shirtless, scruffy-looking, and holding a steaming mug -- leaning over him. Draco closed his eyes again. Harry couldn't possibly expect him to get up now.
"Hmmm... need an incentive to wake up?" Harry's cold hand wormed its way under the duvet and stroked his thigh.
Draco made a whimpering noise and wriggled away.
"You're in a right mood this morning," Harry quipped. Draco heard the clink of the mug being set on the bedside table, and then Harry slid under the duvet. He'd taken off his pyjama bottoms as well; his erection pressed against Draco's thigh. "It's all right. You can go back to sleep if you want. Don't mind me." That cold hand found his hip, then slid around to grasp his flaccid penis. Draco considered protesting, but Harry's lips were tickling his neck, and his cool fingers were stroking...
"G'morning," Draco managed. He was becoming aroused despite his intentions to remain asleep. Damn Harry's fingers. "Your hand is cold," he muttered. Harry ducked under the duvet.
A second later, Draco's cock was engulfed by Harry's mouth.
+++++
Evil, yes? *grins* Thanks again for your support!
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Date: 2004-10-25 10:44 am (UTC)But, just to be sure, after which holidays?
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Date: 2004-10-25 07:51 pm (UTC)Ummm... all of them. *hides*