Scent MemoryWord count:
What is it about leather that just says 'I OWN your ass'? – Desperate HousewivesWarnings:
blindfolding, implied flogging and D/sDisclaimer:
The boys and girls belong to JKR, even though I’m often much nicer to them than she is.Author’s Notes:
This was written for the current prompt at rondracodrabble
Scent is the most evocative sense.
Draco's blindfolded, but he recognises the smell as Ron runs the flogger under his nose, for all that his breathing's shallow: leather and suede. It's only air that's kissing his naked skin, for now: he hangs suspended, waiting. But the smell of the leather in Ron's hand makes Draco's whole body shudder pleasurably with the memories. Ron's deep chuckle follows the movement.
“There you go. Now, kiss it.”
Draco does so, letting his tongue flick against the thin straps. He hears Ron's footsteps as the other man circles behind him.