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Day - H/R - NC-17
Title: Day
Author:shocfix
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Words: 409
Rating: NC-17
A smutlet for my Harry/Ron claim at 50_smutlets.
Day
****
During the day he had to watch Ron frown and nod and point out flaws in someone's strategies and complain as he filled in reports and grimace as he finally gulped his coffee, only to find it had gone cold.
He had to watch the muscles move in Ron's throat as he swallowed and cursed and sent someone scurrying for a fresh cup.
He had to blush and look away and ignore Ron's smirk as they both remembered how Ron had sucked his soul out through his cock and swallowed it, before leaving him quivering in his bed and Apparating to work.
He had to go out on missions and watch Ron's fingers curl around his wand, so elegant, so precise, so clinical.
He had to pretend that he wasn't half-hard half the day, remembering Ron's fingers curling inside him, twisting and thrusting until he was arching off the bed and screaming Ron's name.
After a long day at work, while everyone else descended on the pub to relax, Harry dragged Ron back to their flat and descended to his knees, clumsily unzipping his trousers with trembling fingers and burying his face in Ron's groin.
The smell of Ron's body was what he had waited for all day and he muttered as he freed Ron's cock and rubbed his face against it. "You fucking bastard, Ron, you're gonna kill me."
"What did I do?" Ron complained, pushing his trousers and boxers down and tangling his fingers in Harry's hair.
"You keep me turned on all bloody day," Harry said, licking the head of Ron's cock. "The way you swallow your coffee."
"I only know one way to swallow, mate," Ron laughed, grasping his cock and running it round Harry's lips like a lipstick.
Harry looked up at him, with moistened lips and sparkling eyes.
"Let me watch you swallow," Ron whispered, pulling Harry's head right back with the hand stilll buried in his hair, as the other hand stroked jerkily on his cock.
Harry moaned and opened his mouth, letting Ron rest the tip of his cock on his full lower lip and lapping at it with his tongue.
Breath coming sharply through gritted teeth, Ron squeezed and twisted his shaft, running his thumb over the head and Harry's lips, until he felt his climax building and watched his come spurt between Harry's parted lips.
Harry swallowed greedily.
"Yeah," Ron muttered. "S-see what you mean about the swallowing thing."
My Table.
Title: Day
Author:
shocfixPairing: Harry/Ron
Words: 409
Rating: NC-17
A smutlet for my Harry/Ron claim at 50_smutlets.
Day
****
During the day he had to watch Ron frown and nod and point out flaws in someone's strategies and complain as he filled in reports and grimace as he finally gulped his coffee, only to find it had gone cold.
He had to watch the muscles move in Ron's throat as he swallowed and cursed and sent someone scurrying for a fresh cup.
He had to blush and look away and ignore Ron's smirk as they both remembered how Ron had sucked his soul out through his cock and swallowed it, before leaving him quivering in his bed and Apparating to work.
He had to go out on missions and watch Ron's fingers curl around his wand, so elegant, so precise, so clinical.
He had to pretend that he wasn't half-hard half the day, remembering Ron's fingers curling inside him, twisting and thrusting until he was arching off the bed and screaming Ron's name.
After a long day at work, while everyone else descended on the pub to relax, Harry dragged Ron back to their flat and descended to his knees, clumsily unzipping his trousers with trembling fingers and burying his face in Ron's groin.
The smell of Ron's body was what he had waited for all day and he muttered as he freed Ron's cock and rubbed his face against it. "You fucking bastard, Ron, you're gonna kill me."
"What did I do?" Ron complained, pushing his trousers and boxers down and tangling his fingers in Harry's hair.
"You keep me turned on all bloody day," Harry said, licking the head of Ron's cock. "The way you swallow your coffee."
"I only know one way to swallow, mate," Ron laughed, grasping his cock and running it round Harry's lips like a lipstick.
Harry looked up at him, with moistened lips and sparkling eyes.
"Let me watch you swallow," Ron whispered, pulling Harry's head right back with the hand stilll buried in his hair, as the other hand stroked jerkily on his cock.
Harry moaned and opened his mouth, letting Ron rest the tip of his cock on his full lower lip and lapping at it with his tongue.
Breath coming sharply through gritted teeth, Ron squeezed and twisted his shaft, running his thumb over the head and Harry's lips, until he felt his climax building and watched his come spurt between Harry's parted lips.
Harry swallowed greedily.
"Yeah," Ron muttered. "S-see what you mean about the swallowing thing."
My Table.