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bleedingangel84) wrote2014-12-02 10:41 pm
Skipping Breakfast
Title: Skipping Breakfast
Author: ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Rating: R
Warnings: Wanking, Sexual situations, nude and sleepy Ron
Word Count: 365
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: My second time writing Harry/Ron. Written in honour of roelliej’s birthday. I really hope you enjoy this little thing, but if you don’t, I hope you have a wonderful birthday anyway, and I wish you many happy returns. Also, by coincidence (I swear) fits with this week's prompt #64 at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif){kind=small}
hogwarts365 of Pink and Stuttering. Kinda creepy how I did that without realizing it. Does anyone else hear Twilight Zone music right now?
Summary: Ron skips breakfast, forcing Harry to go search for him.
"Ron? Where are you, mate? You missed breakfast.”
“Harry…oh gods…mmm…yes...”
“Ron, wake up, I brought you some food.”
“Wha—oh! Gods, Harry you scared me to death!”
“I thought you were asleep. Late night?”
“Could say that. Had some things on my mind.”
“Anything I can do to help?”
“Not really. Thank you for the food.”
“You’re welcome. It’s not like you to miss a meal.”
“I-I was busy.”
“Doing what?”
“Can’t say.”
“I thought I heard you say my name earlier.”
Ron blushed, his pink cheeks making an interesting contrast with his red hair.
“Ugh…have mercy. Just kill me now.”
“Were you wanking?”
“What? No…no. I—no.”
“I’ve thought about it, too, you know? How could I not? I can’t help looking sometimes, and I wonder how it would feel to have you inside me.”
“Harry…you’d want that?”
“You’re my best friend. I feel safe with you. I trust you in ways I could never trust other people. What could be more natural than for the two of us to be together?”
“I think I’m still asleep. I must be.”
“Want me to pinch you and prove that you’re not?”
Harry set the tray of food on the bedside table, reaching out to tweak Ron’s right nipple. The red-head let out a sibilant hiss, arching up into the touch. He pulled Harry to him with urgent hands, still half-scared that this was all going to end any minute.
The kiss was something hesitant in the beginning, gentle and searching. Ron felt sure he was drowning in Harry’s taste, and yet, he could regret nothing. Harry’s lips were fierce and tender upon his, the sensations igniting something deep in the hearts of both. It was several minutes before the two parted, gasping for air and looking deliciously flushed.
“Maybe I should skip breakfast more often, yeah?”
“Only if you intend to let me keep you company. I’d love to wake up next to you every morning and eat breakfast from each other’s bodies. Tables are highly overrated. Does that sound good?””
“That sounds wonderful. What’d you bring to eat?”
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Well done, honey! :) *goes to read again*
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*dies*
This is brilliant, hon! :D
Thank you so, so much! <333
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