I was really excited when I saw that someone actually grabbed this H/R prompt! Then I found it was you and I was all OMGOMG! *Dies* That was some masterful smut even on the second...and third read... ahem what was I saying?
*quotes like mad*
“Your what?” Harry asks. He’s on all fours now, his eyes still wide, his face still full of shock. But there is something else now. “I’m your what, Ron?”
This question sends Ron for a loop. Harry is his best friend, obviously. But Ron doesn’t want his best friend right now. He struggles stupidly, attempting to mentally drag blood back from his aching prick into his brain, to stop himself from blurting out all the nasty, stupid, dirty things that are clouding his mind.
In the end, Ron fails, mostly because Harry is still staring at him and because he’s sitting there in Hermione’s panties. Because there is no clean way out of this situation.
Ron answers the question with the truth.
“Harry,” Ron gasps, and Harry’s eyes go wider, and the world spins on its axis.
I especially loved this part because not only was it hot but it was also perfect for them. The characterization throughout was great and I don't know if I have to say it but the dirty talk was NOMNOMNOM! This is just wonderful thank you!! :D
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Date: 2011-02-05 05:54 pm (UTC)*takes deep breath and tries to be coherent*
I was really excited when I saw that someone actually grabbed this H/R prompt! Then I found it was you and I was all OMGOMG! *Dies* That was some masterful smut even on the second...and third read... ahem what was I saying?
*quotes like mad*
“Your what?” Harry asks. He’s on all fours now, his eyes still wide, his face still full of shock. But there is something else now. “I’m your what, Ron?”
This question sends Ron for a loop. Harry is his best friend, obviously. But Ron doesn’t want his best friend right now. He struggles stupidly, attempting to mentally drag blood back from his aching prick into his brain, to stop himself from blurting out all the nasty, stupid, dirty things that are clouding his mind.
In the end, Ron fails, mostly because Harry is still staring at him and because he’s sitting there in Hermione’s panties. Because there is no clean way out of this situation.
Ron answers the question with the truth.
“Harry,” Ron gasps, and Harry’s eyes go wider, and the world spins on its axis.
I especially loved this part because not only was it hot but it was also perfect for them.
The characterization throughout was great and I don't know if I have to say it but the dirty talk was NOMNOMNOM! This is just wonderful thank you!! :D