Fic: Why Harry and Ron Were Late (1/1)
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salixbabylonTitle: Why Harry and Ron Were Late
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salixbabylon
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 923
Disclaimer: JKR owns everything. I just like to play naughty games with her dollies.
Summary: In which Ron gets what he wanted, booboos are kissed better, and clothes are scattered everywhere.
Notes: Forhelena_s_renn, who wanted kink and humor. Kindly betaed by aqua_alta.
Why Harry and Ron Were Late
"Ouch!"
"Hold still," Harry ordered, as he sat straddling Ron's lap. He bit his lip, concentrating while he tried to stab the slender wire through Ron's earlobe again. "You said you wanted it," he pointed out.
"I didn't know it would hurt," Ron pouted.
"You're such a baby. Poor ickle Ronnikins."
Ron lifted his hands from where they rested on Harry's thighs and rotated them to display the scars on his arms. "Fuck you, Potter," he growled, giving Harry a challenging look, though the twitching of his lips betrayed his mock-anger.
Harry chuckled, then got back to business. One quick push and the earring was through - simple stainless steel, subtle, but an exact match to the one in Harry's ear. "There, all done," he said and leaned forward to lick up the small trickle of blood.
"Ew," Ron muttered, more than a bit disgusted.
Harry sat back, pursed his lips, and seemed to be savoring the flavor, like a wine connoisseur. When he opened his eyes they had a glint of something Ron had learned was either lust or a sudden urge for serious troublemaking.
Given their club-clothes, physical proximity, and the bulge he felt where Harry's groin was flush against his stomach, Ron knew which one he was betting on.
"What, you're a vampire now? Taste of my blood turns you on?" Ron asked, grinning and grabbing Harry's hips to pull their bodies even closer together.
Harry smirked and leaned in for a kiss, opening Ron's mouth and immediately sliding his tongue inside, still rich with the distinctive taste of blood. They kissed sloppily, trading the remnants between them, grinding their erections against each other. Ron's hands massaged Harry's arse while Harry's were tangled in messy red locks.
"Taste of your everything turns me on," Harry finally answered when they broke apart, faces flushed and both of them breathing a bit faster than usual.
"Pervert."
"Git," Harry answered as his hands went to Ron's shirt and pulled it up and off. It landed on the floor behind them, somewhere.
"Deviant," Ron replied, pushing Harry up off his lap. Taking advantage of his position, he unfastened Harry's jeans and shoved them down, chivalrously assisting in getting them off of Harry's feet.
Harry had skipped wearing any pants, so it was only natural that Ron taste the prick bobbing in his face. Harry's fingers tangled in Ron's hair as he let out a gut-deep moan, slowly thrusting into the wet and eager mouth.
Ron was fully blissed out, one hand on Harry's hip to control his movements, the other rubbing at his own cock through his trousers, when Harry suddenly pulled back and scrunched up his face as he took a deep breath in.
Ron braced himself for the squeezing feeling of Apparition and a moment later they were in their bedroom. Harry let go of him, clumsily pushing Ron toward the bed while he wrenched the drawer out of the nightstand and wandlessly Summoned the lube as the rest of the contents tumbled to the floor. As always, Harry's lust-fueled display of magical power just made Ron that little bit more aroused, although he'd never tell Harry. Not that he needed to.
"Show off," he griped.
"Shut up and get naked or I'll do it for you," was Harry's reply.
Quickly struggling to get out of his tight-fitting clothes before Harry Banished them to who-knows-where, Ron was naked in seconds and bent over the bed before the last sock had even landed on the floor.
"I thought we were going out," he groaned as Harry spread his cheeks and slid in two fingers. They twisted and turned, only the quickest and most cursory of preparation, before being withdrawn, leaving his arse feeling unnaturally empty.
"Nope," Harry grunted, lining up his cock and pushing inside. "I think we're staying in," he said in a breathless voice, hitching his hips to press in all the way.
"At least for a bit," Ron laughed, although his amusement turned to a gasp as Harry unerringly hit the right spot and started thrusting hard. "Oh fuck."
"Yeah," Harry agreed, pounding away. There was no question that this was going to be anything other than quick and hard and unbelievably brilliant.
Harry's fingers tangled with Ron's as they worked his cock together, a chorus of groans and whimpers filling the air along with the sound of flesh sliding together.
"Soon," Harry grunted, tugging at Ron's cock even faster as his rhythmic thrusts began to falter.
"Now's good," Ron agreed with a moan.
Harry let go of Ron's hip and grabbed him by the shoulder, arching Ron's back almost painfully. His teeth bit into the freckled skin of Ron's shoulder, throat, and then his ear. Harry sucked on the still-tender earlobe, pulling hard on the ring with his tongue.
Harry's moan as he tasted the last remnants of Ron's blood, combined with a single hard thrust against his prostate, sent Ron over the edge. His climax washed over him and he yelled Harry's name as his semen drenched the bedding. Harry's hips gave three or four more short stabs and then he froze, pushing incrementally further inside Ron's arse as he came, as if he'd crawl inside.
They lay half on the bed, half standing, Harry crushing Ron's face into the mattress with more weight than seemed reasonable for such a scrawny young man. Their feet tangled with each other's on the floor.
"Kinky bastard," Ron mumbled when he finally caught his breath.
"Your kinky bastard," Harry corrected.
"Yeah."
~end~
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Author:
salixbabylonPairing: Harry/Ron
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 923
Disclaimer: JKR owns everything. I just like to play naughty games with her dollies.
Summary: In which Ron gets what he wanted, booboos are kissed better, and clothes are scattered everywhere.
Notes: For
helena_s_renn, who wanted kink and humor. Kindly betaed by aqua_alta."Ouch!"
"Hold still," Harry ordered, as he sat straddling Ron's lap. He bit his lip, concentrating while he tried to stab the slender wire through Ron's earlobe again. "You said you wanted it," he pointed out.
"I didn't know it would hurt," Ron pouted.
"You're such a baby. Poor ickle Ronnikins."
Ron lifted his hands from where they rested on Harry's thighs and rotated them to display the scars on his arms. "Fuck you, Potter," he growled, giving Harry a challenging look, though the twitching of his lips betrayed his mock-anger.
Harry chuckled, then got back to business. One quick push and the earring was through - simple stainless steel, subtle, but an exact match to the one in Harry's ear. "There, all done," he said and leaned forward to lick up the small trickle of blood.
"Ew," Ron muttered, more than a bit disgusted.
Harry sat back, pursed his lips, and seemed to be savoring the flavor, like a wine connoisseur. When he opened his eyes they had a glint of something Ron had learned was either lust or a sudden urge for serious troublemaking.
Given their club-clothes, physical proximity, and the bulge he felt where Harry's groin was flush against his stomach, Ron knew which one he was betting on.
"What, you're a vampire now? Taste of my blood turns you on?" Ron asked, grinning and grabbing Harry's hips to pull their bodies even closer together.
Harry smirked and leaned in for a kiss, opening Ron's mouth and immediately sliding his tongue inside, still rich with the distinctive taste of blood. They kissed sloppily, trading the remnants between them, grinding their erections against each other. Ron's hands massaged Harry's arse while Harry's were tangled in messy red locks.
"Taste of your everything turns me on," Harry finally answered when they broke apart, faces flushed and both of them breathing a bit faster than usual.
"Pervert."
"Git," Harry answered as his hands went to Ron's shirt and pulled it up and off. It landed on the floor behind them, somewhere.
"Deviant," Ron replied, pushing Harry up off his lap. Taking advantage of his position, he unfastened Harry's jeans and shoved them down, chivalrously assisting in getting them off of Harry's feet.
Harry had skipped wearing any pants, so it was only natural that Ron taste the prick bobbing in his face. Harry's fingers tangled in Ron's hair as he let out a gut-deep moan, slowly thrusting into the wet and eager mouth.
Ron was fully blissed out, one hand on Harry's hip to control his movements, the other rubbing at his own cock through his trousers, when Harry suddenly pulled back and scrunched up his face as he took a deep breath in.
Ron braced himself for the squeezing feeling of Apparition and a moment later they were in their bedroom. Harry let go of him, clumsily pushing Ron toward the bed while he wrenched the drawer out of the nightstand and wandlessly Summoned the lube as the rest of the contents tumbled to the floor. As always, Harry's lust-fueled display of magical power just made Ron that little bit more aroused, although he'd never tell Harry. Not that he needed to.
"Show off," he griped.
"Shut up and get naked or I'll do it for you," was Harry's reply.
Quickly struggling to get out of his tight-fitting clothes before Harry Banished them to who-knows-where, Ron was naked in seconds and bent over the bed before the last sock had even landed on the floor.
"I thought we were going out," he groaned as Harry spread his cheeks and slid in two fingers. They twisted and turned, only the quickest and most cursory of preparation, before being withdrawn, leaving his arse feeling unnaturally empty.
"Nope," Harry grunted, lining up his cock and pushing inside. "I think we're staying in," he said in a breathless voice, hitching his hips to press in all the way.
"At least for a bit," Ron laughed, although his amusement turned to a gasp as Harry unerringly hit the right spot and started thrusting hard. "Oh fuck."
"Yeah," Harry agreed, pounding away. There was no question that this was going to be anything other than quick and hard and unbelievably brilliant.
Harry's fingers tangled with Ron's as they worked his cock together, a chorus of groans and whimpers filling the air along with the sound of flesh sliding together.
"Soon," Harry grunted, tugging at Ron's cock even faster as his rhythmic thrusts began to falter.
"Now's good," Ron agreed with a moan.
Harry let go of Ron's hip and grabbed him by the shoulder, arching Ron's back almost painfully. His teeth bit into the freckled skin of Ron's shoulder, throat, and then his ear. Harry sucked on the still-tender earlobe, pulling hard on the ring with his tongue.
Harry's moan as he tasted the last remnants of Ron's blood, combined with a single hard thrust against his prostate, sent Ron over the edge. His climax washed over him and he yelled Harry's name as his semen drenched the bedding. Harry's hips gave three or four more short stabs and then he froze, pushing incrementally further inside Ron's arse as he came, as if he'd crawl inside.
They lay half on the bed, half standing, Harry crushing Ron's face into the mattress with more weight than seemed reasonable for such a scrawny young man. Their feet tangled with each other's on the floor.
"Kinky bastard," Ron mumbled when he finally caught his breath.
"Your kinky bastard," Harry corrected.
"Yeah."
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Date: 2007-12-25 09:05 pm (UTC)I'm so glad I hit your kinks - Merry Christmas, sweetie! *smooch*
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Date: 2007-12-25 08:38 pm (UTC)You give the *best* comment-love. *snogs* ;)
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Date: 2008-01-11 08:29 am (UTC)Ron and an earring *Drools*
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Date: 2008-01-11 11:01 pm (UTC)Oh well, at least it led to blood-sucking!Harry and hot sex...
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Date: 2008-01-12 09:55 pm (UTC)Glad you liked the kinky smut! Thanks for reading. :)
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