Turn-on Toffee
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bleedingangel84Title: Turn-on Toffee
Author:bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Pairing: Ron/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexual uses for Ton-Tongue Toffee, Sexual suggestion
Word Count: 365
Written for:![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
hogwarts365 Prompt 351-Ton-Tongue Toffee, Thestral, Therapeutic hogwarts365 prompt 352-Umbrella, Unspeakable, Unreachable
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: My profound apologies for posting late again. Real life always seems to get in the way of fandom these days, but I hope readers enjoy this, despite the fact that it’s a bit late. Probably rated it too high, but I figured better safe than sorry.
Summary: Ron and Draco discuss uses for the newest variant of Ton-Tongue Toffee.
Draco shook droplets of rain from his umbrella as he came through the doorway. “It’s raining cats and dogs out there, Weasley.”
“Oh? What? Sorry, I was just considering the therapeutic uses of Ton-Tongue Toffee. George has a variant and he wants help testing it.”
“So long as it’s you who’s the guinea pig and not me. I had to visit the Unspeakables to get set to rights again. Don’t think I’ve forgotten. I’ve never been quite that mortified. I wished one of the thestrals would come and swallow me whole.”
“This one is only supposed to make your tongue longer, not heavier. I wouldn’t let you suffocate this time. I could think of some…rather interesting uses for a longer tongue, Malfoy.”
“Oh, yes? Pray tell, just what might those be?”
“I could tongue your prostate the next time I rim you, for starters. You know that’s normally unreachable when rimming.”
“Weasley, has it escaped your notice that we are at work? I cannot afford to be fired. I’m still on probation from using magic unless it’s for self-defense purposes. You know that. It’s why Potter assigned us as partners.”
“And he knew you had a crush on me.”
“Only in your dreams, Weaselbee. I believe it was you was enamoured of me. Or so you said during our last tryst, if I recall.”
“Tryst? What, are we in a bad romance novel now?”
“If we were, I’d be spread across your desk with your unusually elongated tongue buried in my arse by now.”
“You don’t play fair. Why did you have to do that to me at work? Now I’m hard as a brick with no chance of relief in sight.”
“I never said I played fair, Ronald. Only that I couldn’t afford to be fired.”
“God, you are evil.”
“Tell me that it doesn’t turn you on.”
Ron whimpered, bringing his hand to his crotch to cup the erection that sprang into being with Draco’s words. “I will get you for that, Malfoy.”
“Bring the Ton-Tongue Toffee with you when you do. You aren’t the only one who can think of interesting uses for it.”
“When is this day ever going to end?”
Author:
bleedingangel84 Beta: None
Pairing: Ron/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexual uses for Ton-Tongue Toffee, Sexual suggestion
Word Count: 365
Written for:
hogwarts365 Prompt 351-Ton-Tongue Toffee, Thestral, Therapeutic hogwarts365 prompt 352-Umbrella, Unspeakable, UnreachableDisclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: My profound apologies for posting late again. Real life always seems to get in the way of fandom these days, but I hope readers enjoy this, despite the fact that it’s a bit late. Probably rated it too high, but I figured better safe than sorry.
Summary: Ron and Draco discuss uses for the newest variant of Ton-Tongue Toffee.
Draco shook droplets of rain from his umbrella as he came through the doorway. “It’s raining cats and dogs out there, Weasley.”
“Oh? What? Sorry, I was just considering the therapeutic uses of Ton-Tongue Toffee. George has a variant and he wants help testing it.”
“So long as it’s you who’s the guinea pig and not me. I had to visit the Unspeakables to get set to rights again. Don’t think I’ve forgotten. I’ve never been quite that mortified. I wished one of the thestrals would come and swallow me whole.”
“This one is only supposed to make your tongue longer, not heavier. I wouldn’t let you suffocate this time. I could think of some…rather interesting uses for a longer tongue, Malfoy.”
“Oh, yes? Pray tell, just what might those be?”
“I could tongue your prostate the next time I rim you, for starters. You know that’s normally unreachable when rimming.”
“Weasley, has it escaped your notice that we are at work? I cannot afford to be fired. I’m still on probation from using magic unless it’s for self-defense purposes. You know that. It’s why Potter assigned us as partners.”
“And he knew you had a crush on me.”
“Only in your dreams, Weaselbee. I believe it was you was enamoured of me. Or so you said during our last tryst, if I recall.”
“Tryst? What, are we in a bad romance novel now?”
“If we were, I’d be spread across your desk with your unusually elongated tongue buried in my arse by now.”
“You don’t play fair. Why did you have to do that to me at work? Now I’m hard as a brick with no chance of relief in sight.”
“I never said I played fair, Ronald. Only that I couldn’t afford to be fired.”
“God, you are evil.”
“Tell me that it doesn’t turn you on.”
Ron whimpered, bringing his hand to his crotch to cup the erection that sprang into being with Draco’s words. “I will get you for that, Malfoy.”
“Bring the Ton-Tongue Toffee with you when you do. You aren’t the only one who can think of interesting uses for it.”
“When is this day ever going to end?”