Ficlet - Comment pRon (6) - Revelations
Title: Revelations
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Cliche!Ron (for kerosinkanister)
Initially Posted: 3.25.08
Pairing/Characters: Ron/Luna
Word Count: ~850
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"Er, Luna, why are we here exactly?"
They were paused in front of a very familiar stretch of wall, and looking at it made Ron feel very peculiar.
Of course, that also could be because he was standing here with Luna, who always made him feel rather peculiar.
"We're here because it seemed like you had something you needed to tell me, or perhaps tell yourself. These things do tend to get muddled sometimes, but that's why I brought you here. If you think for the room, I suspect we'll know whatever it is you need to say." Luna smiled and rocked back and forth from her heels to her toes.
Ron opened his mouth to argue, but as there was rarely ever any point to arguing with Luna, he simply shook his head and began pacing.
I need a place to be with Luna.
A door appeared in the wall, one a bit smaller than normal, but otherwise nondescript. Luna opened it immediately and went inside, but Ron held back until he heard her say "Oh!" with a note of surprise he didn't usually hear.
He came up behind her and felt like saying "Oh!" himself.
It was a small room. There was no furniture in it, not even a fireplace or a chair. There was just a bed, a large, comfortable looking one just perfect for two people to-
Ron shook his head as if to rid himself of that thought.
"Er," he said, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. "I-"
Luna was already sitting on the bed, any surprise she might have felt gone from her face. Instead, she was undoing the clasps at the front of her robes, unbuttoning her denims and blouse, unclasping her bra and dropping it to the floor.
"I think we know what it is we needed to talk about, don't you?"
Ron flushed, unable to speak. Of course, it didn't help that he was rapidly becoming hard, and what the hell did that mean? He didn't want to...with Luna, did he? His cock certainly seemed to think so, judging from the painful way it was pressed against his flies.
Luna stood and crossed the three steps to him. She stood on tiptoe and wrapped her arms around his neck, her naked breasts pressing against his jumper.
"You already know if this is what you want. All you need to do is to find that knowledge inside yourself."
Ron opened his mouth to say no, moved his arms to remove hers from his neck, but found his arms instead wrapping tightly around her waist, his mouth bending to hers and kissing her fiercely.
It fell together in his mind a moment later. Luna was what he wanted. That she knew it before he did was just one more reason he knew, and he wasn't going to wait any longer. He parted her lips with his tongue, searching for hers. She moaned and tilted her head to kiss him deeper. Ron dropped his hands to her arse and lifted her, kissing his way down her neck as she wrapped her legs around him. Luna sighed happily and pressed her pelvis against the bludge in his trousers. Ron responded by kissing her more fiercely than before, clutching her to him and walking to the bed.
He managed to find some measure of control and laid her down gently before covering her body with his own. That was about as far as his control could be stretched. Once he was on the bed, he devoured her. Ron wanted to kiss her everywhere at once, touch her everywhere at once, and from her fervor, it seemed she wanted the same. Luna helped him shed his clothes, kissing and licking every new inch of skin that was exposed. Ron tore away her knickers so he could delve into her folds with fingers and tongue. She gasped and moaned and keened at each new touch, and soon the only contact was skin to skin, and he was buried to the hilt inside her.
Ron wanted to go slow, to watch every spark of pleasure as it flitted across her face, but Luna wouldn't let him. She thrust her hips against his, grinding hard against him, urging his pace faster and faster. Ron slid his hand along her thigh, lifting her leg higher, making the angle deeper, thrusting harder into her as she arched her back and cried out.
Luna reached for him, drawing him down and kissing him as her hips jerked against his, muscles clenching around his cock. Ron stilled as she came, fighting to hold back the pressure building in him. When she broke from the kiss, she lay back and smiled up at him. His heart soared, and he knew he couldn't hold back much longer. After just a few more thrusts, he was pressed into her, coming and groaning her name against her shoulder.
It was several long minutes before he withdrew and lay back next to her. He gathered her against his chest and lay there, gently stroking her hair.
"Luna, I-" He broke off, unsure of what to say, where to go from here.
Luna simply closed her eyes and snuggled closer to him. "It's okay, Ron. It's good not to know sometimes."
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Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Cliche!Ron (for kerosinkanister)
Initially Posted: 3.25.08
Pairing/Characters: Ron/Luna
Word Count: ~850
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"Er, Luna, why are we here exactly?"
They were paused in front of a very familiar stretch of wall, and looking at it made Ron feel very peculiar.
Of course, that also could be because he was standing here with Luna, who always made him feel rather peculiar.
"We're here because it seemed like you had something you needed to tell me, or perhaps tell yourself. These things do tend to get muddled sometimes, but that's why I brought you here. If you think for the room, I suspect we'll know whatever it is you need to say." Luna smiled and rocked back and forth from her heels to her toes.
Ron opened his mouth to argue, but as there was rarely ever any point to arguing with Luna, he simply shook his head and began pacing.
I need a place to be with Luna.
A door appeared in the wall, one a bit smaller than normal, but otherwise nondescript. Luna opened it immediately and went inside, but Ron held back until he heard her say "Oh!" with a note of surprise he didn't usually hear.
He came up behind her and felt like saying "Oh!" himself.
It was a small room. There was no furniture in it, not even a fireplace or a chair. There was just a bed, a large, comfortable looking one just perfect for two people to-
Ron shook his head as if to rid himself of that thought.
"Er," he said, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. "I-"
Luna was already sitting on the bed, any surprise she might have felt gone from her face. Instead, she was undoing the clasps at the front of her robes, unbuttoning her denims and blouse, unclasping her bra and dropping it to the floor.
"I think we know what it is we needed to talk about, don't you?"
Ron flushed, unable to speak. Of course, it didn't help that he was rapidly becoming hard, and what the hell did that mean? He didn't want to...with Luna, did he? His cock certainly seemed to think so, judging from the painful way it was pressed against his flies.
Luna stood and crossed the three steps to him. She stood on tiptoe and wrapped her arms around his neck, her naked breasts pressing against his jumper.
"You already know if this is what you want. All you need to do is to find that knowledge inside yourself."
Ron opened his mouth to say no, moved his arms to remove hers from his neck, but found his arms instead wrapping tightly around her waist, his mouth bending to hers and kissing her fiercely.
It fell together in his mind a moment later. Luna was what he wanted. That she knew it before he did was just one more reason he knew, and he wasn't going to wait any longer. He parted her lips with his tongue, searching for hers. She moaned and tilted her head to kiss him deeper. Ron dropped his hands to her arse and lifted her, kissing his way down her neck as she wrapped her legs around him. Luna sighed happily and pressed her pelvis against the bludge in his trousers. Ron responded by kissing her more fiercely than before, clutching her to him and walking to the bed.
He managed to find some measure of control and laid her down gently before covering her body with his own. That was about as far as his control could be stretched. Once he was on the bed, he devoured her. Ron wanted to kiss her everywhere at once, touch her everywhere at once, and from her fervor, it seemed she wanted the same. Luna helped him shed his clothes, kissing and licking every new inch of skin that was exposed. Ron tore away her knickers so he could delve into her folds with fingers and tongue. She gasped and moaned and keened at each new touch, and soon the only contact was skin to skin, and he was buried to the hilt inside her.
Ron wanted to go slow, to watch every spark of pleasure as it flitted across her face, but Luna wouldn't let him. She thrust her hips against his, grinding hard against him, urging his pace faster and faster. Ron slid his hand along her thigh, lifting her leg higher, making the angle deeper, thrusting harder into her as she arched her back and cried out.
Luna reached for him, drawing him down and kissing him as her hips jerked against his, muscles clenching around his cock. Ron stilled as she came, fighting to hold back the pressure building in him. When she broke from the kiss, she lay back and smiled up at him. His heart soared, and he knew he couldn't hold back much longer. After just a few more thrusts, he was pressed into her, coming and groaning her name against her shoulder.
It was several long minutes before he withdrew and lay back next to her. He gathered her against his chest and lay there, gently stroking her hair.
"Luna, I-" He broke off, unsure of what to say, where to go from here.
Luna simply closed her eyes and snuggled closer to him. "It's okay, Ron. It's good not to know sometimes."
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