cris • tee • nuh (cristina_lacosa) wrote,
@ 2008-02-28 18:31:00

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Part something I lost count
Here's how it happens. You give me a couple, any couple (so long as I've played one of the characters) and I'll write a drabble around 100 words about them in reply to your comment. This can be ANY couple (anything.. shippiness or cuteness or whatever), and it can have been a game-canon couple, or something completely off-the-wall. I do back-history, I do future, and I do AU crack. If you want a particular theme or rating, let me know. The ratings will be anywhere from G to uh, well I suppose NC-17 but I dunno if I can get that in 100ish words.

/ = Shippyness and "and" means ordinary interaction

Because I've had an influx of new characters that need to stretch their legs XD

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Fralice

cristina_lacosa
2008-02-29 09:01 pm UTC (link)

Alice wasn't sure why she liked washing the dishes, the muggle way, too. She knew the spell to make them wash themselves, her mother had insisted she learn when she started dating Frank, but it seemed like...mmm, it was almost like cheating, to her. Which was odd to think, as she was training to be an auror and using magic properly and to your advantage should be on her mind at all times, but. She liked doing the dishes, and making the soap suds, and she liked filling up the empty dish rack with spotless plates, bowls, and utensils.

She wasn't sure, but washing the dishes really made her feel like a wife. It was silly, but she enjoyed it. Alice was finishing up the utensils (you should do those first, so you didn't jab your fingers on the knives or forks when you dug into the sink--) when she spotted Frank's reflection in the window. Alice didn't start when his hands went around her waist and his chin dropped to her shoulder, she simply continued to scrub a bowl.

"Do you know how sexy you are when you do house work?"

"Are you turned on by my window washing skills?" she asked lightly, but Alice felt a blush rush up her neck. They'd been together for so long, married for almost a year--and still, Frank could melt her down to the tips of her toes with just a few words. Sometimes just a look.

"Mm, yes, especially when you've got to stretch up to get those tough to reach spots, and your shirt pulls up..."

"Frank--" She grinned as his grip on her waist tightened and Alice turned around, only to be pinned against the sink by her husband. Frank had that look in his eyes, and Alice put her hands to his chest, "I imagine you look equally as sexy, you should do dishes more often."

Frank's eyebrows went high, "No, no, I don't think I could pull it off as nicely."

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