Re: Ron/Hermione-makeup sexdivagonzo1October 1 2014, 19:07:52 UTC
“You’re mad, you know that?”
Hermione turned and shoved her finger right into Ron’s chest. “It’s only mad to you because you absolutely refuse to listen to a damn thing I tell you.”
“I do listen to every damn thing you tell me. But you fucking change your mind in the middle of it and that drives me around the twist.” Ron took her finger and shoved it into his mouth, replicating what she had originally intended to do to him this evening.
“Don’t you dare try to change my mind on this, Ron Weasley. I told you want I want and here you are trying to suck my finger off!”
Ron pulled her close to his body and she felt his cock aching to find someplace warm - preferably her twat. “For the last time, I said no.”
“And I said we’re doing it and that’s final.”
Hermione turned him from the wall where he pressed her into the flimsy sheetrock. “And I said No.” He yanked open her blouse and saw she wasn’t wearing a brassiere. “You can’t always have your way. My name is on the lease too, I reckon, so I have some say in it.” Hermione thrust down
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Re: Ron/Hermione-makeup sexdivagonzo1October 3 2014, 16:57:47 UTC
I do hope that plot twist is a good thing. Bickering over what's for dinner every week would be something I'd see them doing, especially in their hectic lives once they first move in together. Such passion for the simple things...
Hermione turned and shoved her finger right into Ron’s chest. “It’s only mad to you because you absolutely refuse to listen to a damn thing I tell you.”
“I do listen to every damn thing you tell me. But you fucking change your mind in the middle of it and that drives me around the twist.” Ron took her finger and shoved it into his mouth, replicating what she had originally intended to do to him this evening.
“Don’t you dare try to change my mind on this, Ron Weasley. I told you want I want and here you are trying to suck my finger off!”
Ron pulled her close to his body and she felt his cock aching to find someplace warm - preferably her twat. “For the last time, I said no.”
“And I said we’re doing it and that’s final.”
Hermione turned him from the wall where he pressed her into the flimsy sheetrock. “And I said No.” He yanked open her blouse and saw she wasn’t wearing a brassiere. “You can’t always have your way. My name is on the lease too, I reckon, so I have some say in it.”
Hermione thrust down ( ... )
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They both win either way.
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Such passion for the simple things...
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