Making Plans
Aug. 4th, 2017 07:11 pmTitle: Making Plans
Author:
bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Rating: NC-17, just to be safe.
Warnings: Oral sex, Language
Word Count: 365
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Written for:
hogwarts365 Prompt 203- “That's the thing about freewill: Every decision we make is a choice against something as much as it is for something else.”― Rebecca Serle, When You Were Mine; Unexpected; Chamber of Secrets
Notes: Sequel to Silly Questions. This follows directly after that one. I have no clue what possessed me for this. I usually don’t even attempt to write anything that goes beyond suggestion, so I heartily apologise if this is completely horrid. All that said, I hope readers enjoy my attempt, and if you don’t, feel free to tell me so.
Summary: Harry thinks naked breakfast should be a weekly thing.
“I hoped you’d say that,” Harry breathed. “Merlin, I love your mouth on me.”
“And I love how you react. You melt like butter every time.”
Harry found himself nearly whimpering in desire. “You’re talking too much, love. We both know you could put your mouth to better uses.”
“Shall I carry on eating breakfast, or did you have something else in mind?” Ron asked huskily.
“Suck me off, Ron, please!”
“You are so gorgeous when you beg. You always know just what I want, don’t you? Coming in here in nothing but an apron. That was definitely an unexpected surprise. You deserve a reward.”
“Ron, just do it!” Harry nearly shouted. “Stop teasing and put that talented mouth of yours to work, for fuck’s sake!”
“You are so hot when you growl like that. Why do you think I love teasing you?”
“Ron, I’m going to kill you if you don’t put your mouth on me within the next sixty seconds.”
“Temper, temper. That must’ve been what Tom Riddle saw in the Chamber of Secrets.”
“Merlin’s sake Ron, why are you still talking? Don’t you want me?”
“I always wanted you, Harry. Even when I couldn’t admit that to myself.”
“I’m glad you finally realised it and chose me. I know it wasn’t easy.”
“That’s the thing about free will. Every choice we make is a choice against something as much as it is for something else. I loved Hermione, but she never understood me the same way you do. You were it for me.”
“And you are it for me. Now, if we’re done walking down memory lane, could you please suck my cock? Hearing how much you want me always gets me hard.”
“Gladly.”
“Thank Merlin!” Harry exclaimed, trailing off into incoherent noises as Ron took to his task with a will. Harry tangled his hands in Ron’s wild mane of red hair, fighting the impulse to thrust deep into the redhead’s mouth as he moved it up and down on Harry’s thick shaft, knowing what it took to make him come.
“God, Ron! If you keep making me come like that, naked breakfast should be a weekly thing.”
“That’s a plan.”
Author:
Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Rating: NC-17, just to be safe.
Warnings: Oral sex, Language
Word Count: 365
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Written for:
Notes: Sequel to Silly Questions. This follows directly after that one. I have no clue what possessed me for this. I usually don’t even attempt to write anything that goes beyond suggestion, so I heartily apologise if this is completely horrid. All that said, I hope readers enjoy my attempt, and if you don’t, feel free to tell me so.
Summary: Harry thinks naked breakfast should be a weekly thing.
“I hoped you’d say that,” Harry breathed. “Merlin, I love your mouth on me.”
“And I love how you react. You melt like butter every time.”
Harry found himself nearly whimpering in desire. “You’re talking too much, love. We both know you could put your mouth to better uses.”
“Shall I carry on eating breakfast, or did you have something else in mind?” Ron asked huskily.
“Suck me off, Ron, please!”
“You are so gorgeous when you beg. You always know just what I want, don’t you? Coming in here in nothing but an apron. That was definitely an unexpected surprise. You deserve a reward.”
“Ron, just do it!” Harry nearly shouted. “Stop teasing and put that talented mouth of yours to work, for fuck’s sake!”
“You are so hot when you growl like that. Why do you think I love teasing you?”
“Ron, I’m going to kill you if you don’t put your mouth on me within the next sixty seconds.”
“Temper, temper. That must’ve been what Tom Riddle saw in the Chamber of Secrets.”
“Merlin’s sake Ron, why are you still talking? Don’t you want me?”
“I always wanted you, Harry. Even when I couldn’t admit that to myself.”
“I’m glad you finally realised it and chose me. I know it wasn’t easy.”
“That’s the thing about free will. Every choice we make is a choice against something as much as it is for something else. I loved Hermione, but she never understood me the same way you do. You were it for me.”
“And you are it for me. Now, if we’re done walking down memory lane, could you please suck my cock? Hearing how much you want me always gets me hard.”
“Gladly.”
“Thank Merlin!” Harry exclaimed, trailing off into incoherent noises as Ron took to his task with a will. Harry tangled his hands in Ron’s wild mane of red hair, fighting the impulse to thrust deep into the redhead’s mouth as he moved it up and down on Harry’s thick shaft, knowing what it took to make him come.
“God, Ron! If you keep making me come like that, naked breakfast should be a weekly thing.”
“That’s a plan.”