Claire White Isaacs Malfoy Tavington

In case you take cannot
me for the hand ,
white girl has taken me
to Snow in the heart...

Author: Claire White Isaacs Malfoy
Shipper: William Tavington/Charlotte Selton
Sort: NC-17 Drabble

- “It only sees, friend! I bought strawberries in quitanda, and I placed them in this small basket! ” - *says she *
- “They had been pretty, the strawberries”
- “And strawberries make very well to the health, therefore they are…”
I was looking at a time for that one small basket… With those equal red succulent strawberries…… to its lips… its military dress… Since the first moment where the saw, I got passionate myself…
But at no moment I came close myself to it… I am better to make this, before he is late…
From that moment, I desired to be in a bed with it, saying madnesses in its ear, licking, to bite its ears. Laughing… Amusing me with it. Driving crazy it… Placing strawberries in its mouth, and it, between my breasts… In a delicious one he settles… And it, with the head between my legs, licking me… And vice versa…
- “Wow, As you are delicious, Charlotte…” - * he would*
- “Charlotte, I am being worried” –
“You are well”
- “Âhn? I am, debtor”
- “It does not need to be worried”
- “Necessary, however”
- “Where you were thinking??”
- “Bah…Foolishness …”
- “Appositive that he is that soldier of new”
I am in silence. Looks at it me,severely, with brow raised, waiting a reply, with the crossed arms.
- “Well… As I said, the strawberries…”
- “Er… they…”
- “… they make very well to the health, reason they…”
- “… reason they are diuretics, and…
To this height, Anne already was red, swinging to laugh!
- “Hum… I know… Hahahahahaha”
- “kkkkkkkkkkk”
And we laugh together, during hours!
We talk more, and when I looked in the clock, already it was hour of I to go even so.
- “Anne, looks at how many hours are”
- “Xi, Charlotte! It has reason! Its parents go to be worried”
- “Bye, friend! It was very good for talking with you! It eats many strawberries, ok? ” - *she says it, maliciously*

I woke up quiet, as always… With my thoughts, lost in my proper world… But later such thoughts involving they had been me making, to imagine me diverse situations, to smile, to dance, to suspirar, eyes being shone… Desire for you waked up,gone off libido…
He is funny as, when I am at these moments of joy, my creativity if expands!
While I rested after the lunch, he remembered possible the nickname that could give we two, provocations, looks, sighs, smiles, blinkings…
If everything this will be a dream, I prefers to be deceased, never more to wake up of it…
If loves me it wants, me it kisses, me…
Is alone this that I want of you…
Nothing more…

Roses are red

Roses are red and
Violets are blue
Honey is sweet, but not as sweet as you
Roses are red and
Violets are blue.

Potato when borns
special tax for the soil
Tavington when sleeps put the hand in the heart!!

Everthing what the heart feels...
the elbows always are knowing!!!

Today I woke up sad… But later, his face of it did not leave my head, while I studied… and started to think romantic situations, funny with he…
To each day I discover as it is good for loving he…
He is something fills that me, heats my heart, of the direction my life satisfies… Me…

Widowhood...

Some say that the people, when they die, turn stars… Believe that it will look at always me, up there, next to the stars, with its sparkling blue look…
You are my star-guide, my love…

Yesterday, while I tried to sleep, I remembered that today it is the anniversary of Isaacs, my boyfriend!

Born in the kingdom silence on me…

Today I am quiet, quiet, lost in my proper world, imprisoned in my castle of , hidden in my grotto…