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March CSR Discussion Day: Nocturnal Emissions by JulieLHayes
JulieLHayes commented on Cia's blog entry in Gay Authors News
@Headstall Thanks! Fanfiction is fun to write too, especially if you're passionate about your characters. Thanks for stopping by! @Valkyrie I think if you read it, you'll understand the title -
The three boys quickly reappear in Hogsmeade once more. Hard to believe that only a couple of hours have passed since they embarked upon their strange odyssey, for it feels much longer to them. Practically a lifetime. In their absence, life has gone on as usual, naturally. Hogwarts students are laughing and chattering all about them, taking advantage of this opportunity to explore the environs of the wizarding village, while getting a school holiday at the same time, unmindful that anything unto
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Marshall was sorry the cruise was ending, but he was glad to be getting home again. They got their luggage and disembarked, and met up with Denver and Dustin at the car. They stowed all their bags in the trunk then headed out to get breakfast. Marshall couldn’t help but give a last lingering look at the Wandering Star, staring at the ship until it was lost from view. So many happy memories… such a great time. Everybody was in good spirits as they devoured plates of steak and eggs, al
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TITLE: More Nocturnal Emissions AUTHOR: Lady Sirius PAIRING: RL/SB RATING: NC17 FEEDBACK: shelley_runyon@yahoo.com DISCLAIMER: Of course all rights to Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling - I only wish that Sirius and Remus were mine, other than in my heart! DEDICATION: To my glorious, talented, wondrous and everlastingly sexy inspiration - Gary Oldman - and to all those fans who enjoyed
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“I think we should tell Roy first,” Lee said once they’d gotten their fill of the hot tub and gone back inside their cabin. “I think he deserves to know before anyone else, what do you think?” They’d dried themselves off with the generous towels the cruise line provided and sat together on the bed, sipping more Prosecco. “I think you’re right,” Marshall agreed. Lee reached for his hand and squeezed it. “No time like the present. Assuming we can get a signal.”
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I woke the next morning with a feeling of jubilation which just would not stop. We did it, we did it, my heart kept singing. We really did it! I would have been happier had Remus been there in the dorm to celebrate with, but he wasn’t. Rather, he was in the infirmary. No, nothing was wrong, that was standard operating procedure for the day after the full moon. Poor Remus often ended up with scratches and wounds and such that needed tending. Discreetly, of course. And always accompanied by a cov
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Exactly! And no one will question it since they have the same last name anyway!
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Alexander Hamilton is desperate to get his financial plan through Congress. What will he be willing to do to ensure that happens?
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“Hamilton, what the devil are you doing here? And why do you resemble something the cat retched up?” Startled from his introspective reverie, Alexander Hamilton, Secretary of the Treasury and President Washington’s right-hand man, glanced up in dismay at the smirking redhead who was largely responsible for his perturbation. Thomas Jefferson. Secretary of State. Long-time foe and political rival. A man he’d never seen eye to eye with, never agreed with, not once since the beginning o
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Either knock him unconscious or maybe have something blur his vision. Have him trampled by a herd of Girl Scouts lol
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I'm enjoying this story, watching their relationship grow. I can't wait to see the Colonel's reaction when he realizes who Liberty is.
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Marshall was sure he could not have heard Lee correctly. Marry him? How? They both knew their union would never be permitted by any government anywhere. Attempting to take out a marriage license would probably only get them both in trouble. Marshall might wish it to be otherwise—with all his heart, he wanted to be out and proud with Lee—but he knew that could never be. Could it? His heart was pounding, and for a moment, he couldn’t speak, too choked up for wor
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Sirius' head is reeling from this unexpected turn of events, but let me rush to assure you it is not through any prepubescent desire for the boy whose lips are pressed so tightly against his, it is complete and utter surprise that has him so very hornswoggled, and at a complete loss for words. Which is probably for the best as anything he might choose to say at this moment would be rather inappropriate and would probably compromise the facade which they are attempting to maintain in this place,
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Where there is a will, there is a way!
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When they returned to their room, Lee called Room Service and ordered a bottle of Prosecco. “Want anything to eat with that?” he asked Marshall. Marshall considered for a moment. He wasn’t really hungry now, but he might be later. “Maybe some of that lava cake we had before?” Something sweet would hit the spot after making love. “Sounds good to me.” Lee relayed the order, then hung up. “What’s Prosecco?” Marshall asked. “It’s like champ
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Denver and Dustin were waiting for them when they arrived in the dining salon. “Good thing you sent us in first,” Denver commented as they took their seats around the table. “Look at this place. It’s packed.” “Guess everyone had the same idea we did,” Lee said. Wall-to-wall men. Testosterone filled the air in abundance. “Last night to get laid,” Dustin quipped, and everyone laughed. Every table was decorated with a centerpiece consistin
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All too soon, it seemed, the last night of the cruise arrived. Despite all the fun they’d had, Marshall wasn’t sorry to going back home to Burnham, and their lives there. To their own bed. Their own business. And to Roy, the best friend they had. The Wandering Star would dock in Galveston the next day, then they’d have the drive back to Burnham, where they’d part company with Denver and Dustin. At least they’d reached an understanding between them, and Dustin had been nothing bu
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“What are we drinking?” Denver asked. “Nothing fruity,” Dustin replied, and they all laughed. He caught the eye of one of the swimsuit-clad servers and waved him over. “Cold beer all around?” Everyone agreed, and in short order four cold bottles sat on the table before them. The four men kicked back and relaxed with their cold brews. “So, after the cruise, you going back home, Dustin?” Marshall asked. He remembered Dustin saying he was staying with Denver just
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The night of the full moon had arrived, much as Remus might wish otherwise. He could barely sleep the night before, so stressed out with the knowledge of what was going to happen. Sirius tried his best, but not even he could take Remus’ mind off his upcoming transformation. He headed to the headmaster’s office well in advance of the time he needed to be there. Generally, Sirius would walk with him there, but tonight he was acting rather odd… almost furtive. They managed to get in a q
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The pool on the Lido Deck was buzzing with activity by the time Marshall and Lee arrived, but there was as much action outside of the water as in. Marshall got the impression that at least some of the men who came here were looking to hook up, and did just that. A lot of flirting going on, as well as kissing and other activities. He noticed that if things looked like they might progress any farther than they should in public, a cruise employee was quick to step in and steer the amorous couple to
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I must confess, those are very intentional
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Only two weeks into the semester, and Remus realized he was already hopeless at Potions. No matter how he tried, nothing he did worked right. He didn’t know if he was forgetting an essential ingredient—although he doubted it since he took meticulous notes on everything the teacher said—or he was not doing it exactly the way he should. The end result was generally a muddled mess. At least he hadn’t blown up anything, as other class members had. Not yet, anyway. Remus sighed as he walk
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The dinner invitation was for eight o’clock. Lee didn’t believe in being fashionably late, so they arrived a few minutes early. They weren’t the first ones there. Four other couples were already seated. Denver and Dustin came just after they did. Promptly at eight o’clock, the Captain took his seat. “Good evening,” he said, offering a friendly smile. Captain Merrill stood well over six feet tall, with a strong physique. He looked to be about fifty, with dark wavy hair, an
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Later never came. Just because I’m that good, and because I know how to redirect Remus’s attention from things I’d rather he not think about. I walked Remus to his Arithmancy class, both for the pleasure of his company and to make sure nothing untoward would keep him from his appointment with ennui. I started to kiss him good-bye, somewhat absentmindedly, for the moment forgetting where we were, but Remus had the presence of mind to duck back. He shot me a look of warning before darting into the
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The store looked as though it had been stocked with this cruise in mind, including clothing for the man who liked to go out in drag. Lee guided them past the racks of glittery dresses to the more conservative part of the store. Marshall was hoping fancy didn’t mean having to wear a tuxedo. No offense to the guys who liked to wear them, but they weren’t really his style. Luckily, he didn’t see any of those here. What he did see were some pretty nice suits, though. He’d ne
