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Oral - H/R - NC-17
Title: Oral
Author:shocfix
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Words: 565
Rating: NC-17
A smutlet for my Harry/Ron claim at 50_smutlets.
Oral
****
Harry had a lot of paperwork to get finished, and his cubicle was the only one lit in the department.
He sighed and rolled up another report and threw it in his out tray.
Part of him was annoyed that Ron hadn't even offered to stay with him, but part of him had to admit that he would not have been able to get any work done, had there been an annoying redhead draped over the desk beside his.
A bored Ron was no help, at all.
A bored Ron would be doing something inexplicable and annoying and sexual by now.
Harry stretched his arms and rolled his shoulders.
Another half an hour ought to do it.
He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
But a bored Ron would be more fun than these stupid…
A movement caught his eye and he turned to look at the partition of his cubicle.
The tip of a wand was burning a hole in the partition and Harry silently reached for his own wand.
A circle a couple of inches across was cut out and turned and fell at his feet and Harry gripped his wand tighter, wondering what was going on.
A hole?
Could it be a Death Eater, with a snake?
Why didn't whoever was there just come round the damn partition.
He was getting rather wound up and he flinched and almost threw a curse as a very familiar cock peeked through the hole.
"Ron?" he called.
"Shush," a voice echoed in the darkened room.
"Really, Ron, this isn't funny," Harry complained. "You scared the shit out of me."
"Suck it," the voice whispered.
"I will not," Harry snapped. "Come round here."
"Aw, Harry, please," the voice whined. "It's supposed to be all anonymous and stuff."
Harry closed his eyes.
Well, he'd certainly never dare do anything like this for real.
He knelt down and put his hands on either side of the hole before leaning forward and lapping at the head of the anonymous cock.
He teased the ridge with his tongue, careful to keep his lips lips away, and it twitched.
Back and forth; back and forth.
The weight of it on his tongue was fantastic.
The heat.
"Oh, for fuck's sake, Harry, suck it," the voice pouted.
Harry laughed.
"I'm sorry, total stranger," he said. "How am I supposed to know you want to thrust deep into my throat? For all I know, you like being licked like this for hours."
"Suck it," the voice whimpered.
Harry took pity on him, taking the tip of his cock between his lips and then slowly sucking him in, deeper and deeper.
"Yesfuckharryyes," the voice hissed. "Want you… want you so much…"
Harry pressed his lips up against the partition, sealing them around the hole, and sucked as the cock surged into his mouth, over and over, shaking the partition, until his throat was flooded with come and he swallowed.
He sucked gently as it softened in his mouth and was finally withdrawn back, through the hole.
Harry was left there, on his knees, licking his lips, until he noticed a bright blue eye watching him.
"How d'you know it was me, anyway?" Ron asked.
"Oh, I'd know that gorgeous cock, anywhere," Harry laughed.
"That was fantastic," Ron said. "But how are you gonna explain the hole in the wall in Seamus' cubicle?"
My Table.
Title: Oral
Author:
shocfixPairing: Harry/Ron
Words: 565
Rating: NC-17
A smutlet for my Harry/Ron claim at 50_smutlets.
Oral
****
Harry had a lot of paperwork to get finished, and his cubicle was the only one lit in the department.
He sighed and rolled up another report and threw it in his out tray.
Part of him was annoyed that Ron hadn't even offered to stay with him, but part of him had to admit that he would not have been able to get any work done, had there been an annoying redhead draped over the desk beside his.
A bored Ron was no help, at all.
A bored Ron would be doing something inexplicable and annoying and sexual by now.
Harry stretched his arms and rolled his shoulders.
Another half an hour ought to do it.
He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
But a bored Ron would be more fun than these stupid…
A movement caught his eye and he turned to look at the partition of his cubicle.
The tip of a wand was burning a hole in the partition and Harry silently reached for his own wand.
A circle a couple of inches across was cut out and turned and fell at his feet and Harry gripped his wand tighter, wondering what was going on.
A hole?
Could it be a Death Eater, with a snake?
Why didn't whoever was there just come round the damn partition.
He was getting rather wound up and he flinched and almost threw a curse as a very familiar cock peeked through the hole.
"Ron?" he called.
"Shush," a voice echoed in the darkened room.
"Really, Ron, this isn't funny," Harry complained. "You scared the shit out of me."
"Suck it," the voice whispered.
"I will not," Harry snapped. "Come round here."
"Aw, Harry, please," the voice whined. "It's supposed to be all anonymous and stuff."
Harry closed his eyes.
Well, he'd certainly never dare do anything like this for real.
He knelt down and put his hands on either side of the hole before leaning forward and lapping at the head of the anonymous cock.
He teased the ridge with his tongue, careful to keep his lips lips away, and it twitched.
Back and forth; back and forth.
The weight of it on his tongue was fantastic.
The heat.
"Oh, for fuck's sake, Harry, suck it," the voice pouted.
Harry laughed.
"I'm sorry, total stranger," he said. "How am I supposed to know you want to thrust deep into my throat? For all I know, you like being licked like this for hours."
"Suck it," the voice whimpered.
Harry took pity on him, taking the tip of his cock between his lips and then slowly sucking him in, deeper and deeper.
"Yesfuckharryyes," the voice hissed. "Want you… want you so much…"
Harry pressed his lips up against the partition, sealing them around the hole, and sucked as the cock surged into his mouth, over and over, shaking the partition, until his throat was flooded with come and he swallowed.
He sucked gently as it softened in his mouth and was finally withdrawn back, through the hole.
Harry was left there, on his knees, licking his lips, until he noticed a bright blue eye watching him.
"How d'you know it was me, anyway?" Ron asked.
"Oh, I'd know that gorgeous cock, anywhere," Harry laughed.
"That was fantastic," Ron said. "But how are you gonna explain the hole in the wall in Seamus' cubicle?"
My Table.