Author's Chapter Notes:
This was inspired (unbeknownst to her at the time) by RaeWhit following the picture I did for her story "Down the Rabbit Hole" entitled "It'll Come to Us." She enthusiastically sent me links to all kinds of fests coming up and encouraged me to enter. I wasn't at all sure about whether to enter any (insert inferiority complex here) but she "nudged" me and I decided if I could pull off a picture with my two favorite guys in an intimate moment, I'd give myself the green light.
This is the picture that resulted from my self-imposed test. A fanfic writer friend of mine asked me what scenario I had in my head for this piece, and I told her I hadn't really considered one (which is odd for me). She said the picture spoke to her this way:
“Just let yourself feel, Severus.”
Severus stayed perfectly still, his eyes closed against all other intrusions. He could feel Harry’s hands, bracing against his chest, the pads of his fingers sinking lightly into his skin. He could smell Harry’s scent, musty aftershave and a deep woodsy flavor that made Severus want to grab Harry and force him to submit to him. His fingers twitched against the soft sheets. He forced them to be still. He had agreed to this—he had wanted this.
(And hence the picture got its title. Not bad for someone who'd never written Snarry before, IMO. I hope she writes some more!)
I am a portrait artist, so for me it's all about facial expression capturing the mood. I hope you think I succeeded.
This is the picture that resulted from my self-imposed test. A fanfic writer friend of mine asked me what scenario I had in my head for this piece, and I told her I hadn't really considered one (which is odd for me). She said the picture spoke to her this way:
“Just let yourself feel, Severus.”
Severus stayed perfectly still, his eyes closed against all other intrusions. He could feel Harry’s hands, bracing against his chest, the pads of his fingers sinking lightly into his skin. He could smell Harry’s scent, musty aftershave and a deep woodsy flavor that made Severus want to grab Harry and force him to submit to him. His fingers twitched against the soft sheets. He forced them to be still. He had agreed to this—he had wanted this.
(And hence the picture got its title. Not bad for someone who'd never written Snarry before, IMO. I hope she writes some more!)
I am a portrait artist, so for me it's all about facial expression capturing the mood. I hope you think I succeeded.
Chapter End Notes:
(This is not part of a series...if one is listed I have no idea why! I couldn't figure out how that got there.)
