Tags: genre:humor genre:smut character:hermione fic:hp character:ron genre:comment p-ron drabble ship:ron/hermione hp 2008
Published : 4 months, 1 week ago (Tue, 29 Apr 2008 11:08:26 PDT)
Searched: genre:humor
http://bunsfoot.livejournal.com/14089.html 1 links
Related posts
Title: Everybody Needs
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Sleepy!Ron (for ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) malvernrob)
Initially Posted: 4.29.08
Pairing/Characters: Ron/Hermione
Word Count: 300+
~*~
He was holding on, nearly-there-but-not-quite holding on, cords-in-his-neck-standing-out-from-the-strain holding on, but he dammit, he was holding on.
Then Hermione threw her head back and squeezed tight around him, her hands around his wrists, her thighs around his hips, her muscles
around his cock, and it was just too much. Ron cried out. He came, breath rasping and chest heaving for a long moment as his hips jerked against her.
As he stilled, Hermione gave him a small smile and collapsed against his chest. She briefly nuzzled the crook of his neck before swinging her legs to the side and rolling off him onto her back. Their fingers tangled lazily together as they lay there panting heavily at the ceiling.
"That was fantastic," Hermione breathed.
"Bloody brilliant."
Hermione sighed and stretched luxuriously, all pointed toes and long arms and deliciously curved back that did things to her breasts that nearly had Ron ready to go again. But as it was, he was spent. His body felt heavy and he could feel sleep creeping into every limb. So he curled on his side and snuggled up to her, arms finding their way around her. He debated with himself for a split second, but couldn't resist the draw of her breasts so temptingly flushed before him. He lay his head against them and closed his eyes, squeezing her as if she was the softest, most comfortable pillow in the world.
Hermione squirmed and laughed and tried unsuccessfully to shove him off, but Ron held on tighter and grinned.
"Ron. Get off!"
"Mmmm, no. Sof'," he said, pressing a small kiss to the smooth skin before him.
"But this isn't comfortable," she said with something halfway between a laugh and a moan.
"'Tis for me."
"Well, I'm not you," Hermione said.
Ron chose to say nothing at all.
"Ron!" she said again, squirming a bit.
He was still silent.
"But Ron, you drool."
Ron's answering snore was met with a sharp pinch that utterly failed to do anything at all.
Hermione resigned herself, and fell asleep plotting ways to pay him back in future.
~*~ |
