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Stealing First - PG-13 - R/Hr
Title: Stealing First
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 500
A/N(optional): my squick : Ron having slept with Lavender
It's really hard to think with Ron's mouth on my neck and Ron's hand on my breast and Ron's body pressing me into his bed.
"Love you," he murmurs into my skin and I run my hands across his shoulders and up into his glorious hair.
"I love you," I gasp, parting my legs as he settles between them.
We're still fully dressed, bar a few popped buttons and Ron's shirt, and we've gone this far, before, but my breath still catches in my throat.
I'm returning to school next week, and it's probably bad timing, and we haven't discussed it, but...
"Do you think we should do it?" I find myself asking.
Ron raises his face from my neck and blinks down at me, his cheeks flushed, his eyes impossibly blue.
"Very smooth," he croaks. "D'you really..."
"We're together," I say slowly.
"Very together," he agrees swiftly.
"We love each other," I say.
"Very much," he says, smiling and leaning down for a kiss.
"I think it would be... appropriate to share our first time together," I whisper.
Ron's eyes go blank.
"F-first?" he gasps.
"I know we missed other firsts," I say, smoothing his hair back off his suddenly white face, "but this..."
"First?" he breathes.
"Ron?" I ask. "You haven't..."
He sits up and gapes down at me and my heart turn to ice.
"You didn't," I say flatly, pulling my shirt down and wriggling away from him.
"Y-you did," he stammers.
"I beg your pardon?" I squeak, getting off the bed.
"You did," he insists.
"Are you telling me you know more about my sex life that I do?" I demand.
Ron jumps off the far side of the bed, his hands in fists at his sides.
"You did," he says through his teeth. "She said you did."
"Who?" I ask. "If this is part of the... you snogged Lavender because Ginny said I'd snogged Viktor..."
"Not Ginny said," he says, shaking his head. "Lav... after Christmas, when we got back to school... she said you'd been talking, in the dorm... that there'd been a boy, at home..."
My heart shatters.
"Lavender," I whisper. "Lavender... who was unstable, and jealous of me... told you I'd slept with a nameless boy, over Christmas."
"Not nameless," he protests weakly. "She said you told them all about this... Robbie Fenwick."
I laugh mirthlessly.
"He's a patient of my father's," I say. "I told them a highly amusing dentistry story; full marks to Lavender for using the name of a boy I actually know."
"No," Ron breathes.
"So you..." I can't finish my sentence.
"I didn't mean to," he says. "Shit, Hermione, I didn't mean to... not without you..."
"You accidentally shagged your girlfriend?" I demand shrilly, knowing that it wasn't my business, and that I hadn't been his girlfriend, at the time.
But I don't care.
Ron sits on his bed, looking shattered, but I really cannot comfort him, not when he let her steal another first from me.
Title: Stealing First
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 500
A/N(optional): my squick : Ron having slept with Lavender
It's really hard to think with Ron's mouth on my neck and Ron's hand on my breast and Ron's body pressing me into his bed.
"Love you," he murmurs into my skin and I run my hands across his shoulders and up into his glorious hair.
"I love you," I gasp, parting my legs as he settles between them.
We're still fully dressed, bar a few popped buttons and Ron's shirt, and we've gone this far, before, but my breath still catches in my throat.
I'm returning to school next week, and it's probably bad timing, and we haven't discussed it, but...
"Do you think we should do it?" I find myself asking.
Ron raises his face from my neck and blinks down at me, his cheeks flushed, his eyes impossibly blue.
"Very smooth," he croaks. "D'you really..."
"We're together," I say slowly.
"Very together," he agrees swiftly.
"We love each other," I say.
"Very much," he says, smiling and leaning down for a kiss.
"I think it would be... appropriate to share our first time together," I whisper.
Ron's eyes go blank.
"F-first?" he gasps.
"I know we missed other firsts," I say, smoothing his hair back off his suddenly white face, "but this..."
"First?" he breathes.
"Ron?" I ask. "You haven't..."
He sits up and gapes down at me and my heart turn to ice.
"You didn't," I say flatly, pulling my shirt down and wriggling away from him.
"Y-you did," he stammers.
"I beg your pardon?" I squeak, getting off the bed.
"You did," he insists.
"Are you telling me you know more about my sex life that I do?" I demand.
Ron jumps off the far side of the bed, his hands in fists at his sides.
"You did," he says through his teeth. "She said you did."
"Who?" I ask. "If this is part of the... you snogged Lavender because Ginny said I'd snogged Viktor..."
"Not Ginny said," he says, shaking his head. "Lav... after Christmas, when we got back to school... she said you'd been talking, in the dorm... that there'd been a boy, at home..."
My heart shatters.
"Lavender," I whisper. "Lavender... who was unstable, and jealous of me... told you I'd slept with a nameless boy, over Christmas."
"Not nameless," he protests weakly. "She said you told them all about this... Robbie Fenwick."
I laugh mirthlessly.
"He's a patient of my father's," I say. "I told them a highly amusing dentistry story; full marks to Lavender for using the name of a boy I actually know."
"No," Ron breathes.
"So you..." I can't finish my sentence.
"I didn't mean to," he says. "Shit, Hermione, I didn't mean to... not without you..."
"You accidentally shagged your girlfriend?" I demand shrilly, knowing that it wasn't my business, and that I hadn't been his girlfriend, at the time.
But I don't care.
Ron sits on his bed, looking shattered, but I really cannot comfort him, not when he let her steal another first from me.