Persistence Pays Off - R/Hr - R
Title: Persistence Pays Off
Rating: R
Word Count: 250
A/N(optional):

"Okay," Harry said, "poke me."

I put out one shaking forefinger and poked him between the eyes, knocking his glasses off.

"Close enough," he said. "Didn't feel a thing."

"So, you're drunk?" I asked.

"Close enough," he said. "Shouldn't remember a thing."

"She wants to have sex with me," I said, "at Christmas."

"Is that your present?" he asked.

"I don't think so," I said. "'nless she gives me a sex book and tests me on it."

"Still," he said. "Don't you want to have sex?"

"Of course I do! It's just... huge."

"Your... equipment?"

"No."

"Hermione's?"

"No! Doing... it."

"A huge step," he clarified.

I nodded.

"But you've... done stuff?" he asked carefully.

"Stuff," I agreed.

"Stuff with... hands?"

"Hands, yes."

"She's made you... happy, with her hands?"

"Very happy," I said firmly. "And my hands have made her happier than I ever thought possible."

"Uh, good," he said, looking at my hands. "But don't poke me, anymore."

I nodded.

"So, sex is next, then?" he prompted.

"Well, it's on my list," I said, "but I was gonna propose..."

"No way!" he interrupted.

"What?"

"You were gonna propose?"

"Not marriage, you arse," I spluttered. "Blow jobs!"

"Right," he said. "I s'pose they do... come next."

I nodded.

"So, you haven't..."

"I've asked her," I admitted. "Quite often, actually. Quite, quite often."

"But she won't?"

"She... changes the subject," I said sadly.

"Well," he said encouragingly, "keep asking; you know what they say, 'if at first you don't suck seed...'"