Triple Chocolate Cake
CW: dark Luna (implied) Inspired by @curlyy-hair-dont-care’s mob boss Luna microfic HERE
“Happy Birthday, love.”
Luna pressed a kiss to Pansy’s forehead. She smelled like triple chocolate cake, late nights by the fire, and roses dipped in blood. Luna would do anything for Pansy— had already done everything for Pansy.
Pansy took a bite of cake and hummed with bliss. “It’s perfect.”
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Luna Lovegood/Pansy Parkinson, 50 words For the @microficmay day 17 prompt decadent Also on AO3
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