Translated loosely from the Chronicles of >>The Boy Who Lived<< journal entry 28
[...because I've not slept in 27hrs. And & w/the help of a clever friend, we amuse ourselves.Ron: (meeting your gaze) I didn't know I was coming today. And I want to apologize for not coming sooner, but I couldn't just up and leave the team, we were in the middle of
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You (eyes flying open in surprise, hands attempting to grasp waistband as pants slip quickly down your legs)
Ron (chuckling, pointedly moving my hands elsewhere, nibbling deliciously at your neck)
You (shuddering, forgetting about the pants)
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Ron (pausing, studying you with concern)
You (slipping hand into his pants, coiling fingers around his bulge)
Ron (sufficiently distracted, coming quickly out of pants)
You (laughing softly)
Ron (deftly removing the remaining barriers of clothing between us, lifting my hips upwards)
You (burying your face in his chest as he enters slowly, then suddenly thrusting inside)
Ron (kissing the top of my head; quietly): Are you okay?
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You (tension melting away, intense heat building)
Ron (catching your mouth in a rough kiss, your pelvic bones meeting in a mindnumbing crush)
You (letting out puff of air into his mouth, clutching his shoulders)
Ron (plunging deeper with every stroke, groaning)
You (slipping your hands under his shirt, sinking your nails into the flesh of his back)
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Ron (burying his head in the crook of your neck, entire frame trembling)
You (brushing fingers through his hair, gently coaxing)
Ron (tensing, coming to incredible explosion, stilling your hips)
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