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Godric Gryffindor x Rowena Ravenclaw

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well well well... what is this?
my personal interpretation of these two Hogwarts' founders i guess ('CAUSE YES IN MY HEAD THEY ARE CANON) and a illustration for the little drabble below. The clothes are not very 10th century-ish, i know but... idgaf
**warning sexual themes just in case... even if it doesn't deserve it**

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"You would look prettier wearing red.”
It always started this way, with some innocent words from Godric. And it always -well, not always, most of the time- ended up with her pressed against the wall by his lean body.
He was warm, every part of his body was. She could notice it despite her dress. Maybe it was the famous Gryffindor's blood running through his veins or the fact that his colours were fire and gold. It felt securing and soft on her cold skin. Rowena loved that: his hot lips and tongue trying to find salvation in her cool mouth, as avid as a man just getting out of the desert and finding a bottle of fresh water. Godric could be the greatest duellist of the age, the perfect man of war... but she was the real conqueror.
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sorry for my awfull english :[

media : my little hands, photoshop, picassa
linearts : [link]

Description
!!!! DON'T REPOST ON TUMBLR PLZ!!!!

-
Godric Gryffindor x Rowena Ravenclaw

-
well well well... what is this?
my personal interpretation of these two Hogwarts' founders i guess ('CAUSE YES IN MY HEAD THEY ARE CANON) and a illustration for the little drabble below. The clothes are not very 10th century-ish, i know but... idgaf
**warning sexual themes just in case... even if it doesn't deserve it**

-

"You would look prettier wearing red.”
It always started this way, with some innocent words from Godric. And it always -well, not always, most of the time- ended up with her pressed against the wall by his lean body.
He was warm, every part of his body was. She could notice it despite her dress. Maybe it was the famous Gryffindor's blood running through his veins or the fact that his colours were fire and gold. It felt securing and soft on her cold skin. Rowena loved that: his hot lips and tongue trying to find salvation in her cool mouth, as avid as a man just getting out of the desert and finding a bottle of fresh water. Godric could be the greatest duellist of the age, the perfect man of war... but she was the real conqueror.
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sorry for my awfull english :[

media : my little hands, photoshop, picassa
linearts : [link]