Bent But Not Broken

My first ficcy post of the new year and it's Billville! Occasionally I have the slash chat ladies pick out prompts from my table to help inspire me to finish it, and here are the latest results.

Title: Never
Author: unbroken_halo
Rating: R
Prompt Set: 50.4
Prompt: #39: Never
Word Count: 100
Summary: Neville makes one demand of Bill.
Warnings: frottage
Notes: Part of my 100quills table Thanks to eeyore9990 for the beta. Written for angela_snape

Never

"Never," Neville growled and pressed his mouth to Bill's.

Surprised, Bill stared at Neville before giving into the temptation and threading his hands into Neville's hair. He moaned and closed his eyes, opening his mouth to Neville's steady pressure.

Neville groaned, drawing Bill even closer to him and rutting against his body.

Bill shifted his legs, thrusting one thigh between Neville's and pushing towards him, frotting them both to orgasm.

"I will never leave," Neville sighed, resting his forehead on Bill's. "You can't force me to go away."

"I won't try it again," Bill whispered tightening his arms around Neville.

~♥~

Title: Standing in the Shadow of Love
Author: unbroken_halo
Rating: PG
Prompt Set: 50.4
Prompt: #23: Shade
Word Count:100
Summary: In the shadows, love grows.
Warnings: None
Notes: Part of my 100quills table Written for, and beta-ed by eeyore9990. Thank you for everything, darling! *smoochies*

Standing in the Shadow of Love

They stood, hands and fingers entwined, and then moved closer together, forming a shadow. The figure grew across the ground, stretching ever onward until it could no longer be distinguished as two people.

The penumbra of their embrace broke, separated, when Bill ended his kiss with Neville. They smiled at one another and applause burst forth from the audience when they turned to face them.

Harry slapped Neville on the back. "About time, mate!"

Neville blushed with pleasure as Bill squeezed his hand, and the other Weasleys gathered around, surrounding him in the shade of the family he'd always wanted.

~♥~

Title:Pig Pen
Author: unbroken_halo
Rating: PG
Prompt Set: 50.4
Prompt:#32: Dust
Word Count: 100
Summary: Cleanliness can earn you a night on the sofa.
Warnings: None
Notes: Part of my 100quills table Thanks to eeyore9990 for the beta. Written for leela_cat

Pig Pen

Puffs of dust billowed up around Neville's feet as he walked around the greenhouse, puttering here and there, watering and tending to his beloved plants. He lovingly stroked one leaf, removing spilt soil and repacking it into the plant's pot.

Wiping a dirty hand across his brow, Neville glanced around, deciding on the next chore.

The door to the greenhouse opened and Neville turned, smiling as Bill entered. He opened his arms to embrace Bill, and Bill shook his head, aiming his wand at Neville.

"Scourgify! That's better. Now come here and kiss me."

Neville gave Bill a two-fingered salute.

~♥~

Title: With This Ring
Author: unbroken_halo
Rating:PG
Prompt Set: 50.4
Prompt: #13: Faith
Word Count:100
Summary: A ring symbolizes a never ending circle.
Warnings: None
Notes: Part of my 100quills table Thanks to eeyore9990 for the beta. Written for alisanne

With This Ring

Neville took a deep breath, placing his trust and faith in Bill. He stood next to Bill, noting the amused smirk on Bill's full mouth. "Are you certain about this?"

Bill licked his lips, met Neville's eyes, and then he nodded. "Yes," he hissed, the answer soft and almost breathless. "I've never been more certain in all my life."

Neville breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Bill.

"I've wanted… been waiting to do this for a long time," Bill finished as the ring slid over Neville's knuckle.

"So have I," Neville muttered and sealed his mouth to Bill's.

~♥~

Title: Lost and Found
Author: unbroken_halo
Rating: PG
Prompt Set: 50.4
Prompt: # 22: Lost
Word Count: 100
Summary: Bill has been searching for a long time to find the one. And so has Neville.
Warnings: None
Notes: Part of my 100quills table Thanks to eeyore9990 for the beta. Written for lilyseyes

Lost and Found

Bill drew in a breath, looking into Neville's eyes, torn at the compassion he saw there. He didn't want pity. He turned, tried to look away, heart aching at the thought of being alone.

"Don't go. Look at me." Neville's fingers dug into Bill's cheeks, his fingernails cutting furrows into Bill's scars. Bill nearly howled at the pain that seared across his face. Furious, he glared at Neville, again meeting his eyes.

Bill stared at Neville, and Neville met his gaze. Then Bill was lost, at not only the compassion, but the possibility of a future looking back at him.