Nevermore fics
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Annabel Lee was a menace to society, Lenore was sure of it. One day without being dragged into a scheme or plot, that’s all she wanted.
Okay, so maybe Lenore was more than willing to indulge her lover in her debauchery, even when exhausted out of her mind, but it wasn’t like she was ever going to admit it. Annabel would never let her live it down if she ever knew that, and her humongous ego didn’t need another boost for the third time this week.
Annabel Lee was a terror to face once she had gotten an idea into her head, and lucky for her, Lenore was just as chaotic and headstrong too.
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- Part 1 of Nevermore fics
- Part 1 of Smut fics
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There was only one thing that Annabel Lee knew for certain, and it was that she loved Lenore to the ends of the world and back.
Nothing could ever stop her from loving her pet so, and her longing and desire only grew each day they spent apart, watching each other from either side of the rift between them. They weren’t supposed to be together, forbidden love that was never meant to be, and yet, here they were, tantalisingly close yet oh so far from each other. Opposite sides of the classroom, merely brushing past each other in the hallways with hidden lingering touches - yearning glances thrown across the dining hall - they were opposites in every way, destined to watch each other from afar with only stolen moments in between for comfort.
And Annabel had felt Lenore watching her all day.
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- Part 2 of Nevermore fics
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“You’re awful.” Annabel growled, yanking Lenore down to smash their lips together.
Lenore squeaked into her mouth, clearly surprised by the sudden movement, but certainly not deterred by it, reaching down to cup Annabel’s face in her hands.
“Oh please,” Lenore drawled dryly. “You love it.”
Annabel rolled her eyes. “You’d think so, wouldn’t you?”
“You love me. How embarrassing for you.” Lenore enthused as Annabel shuffled her backwards, sliding her hands down to press Lenore into the wall by the hips firmly.
Oh Annabel would wipe that ridiculous smirk off her face even if it was the last thing she’d ever do.
Or in other words, more white raven smut
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- Part 2 of Smut fics
- Part 3 of Nevermore fics