Hermione fought hard to fight her immediate impulse, which was the same one that had existed since the three of them began their friendship back in first year— the urge to laugh. Knowing full well that Ron probably wouldn't react well, Hermione bit her lower lip, feeling her entire face light up. Apparently, she had not through the process through well enough, unable to decide where etiquette dictated that she ought look. Was it better to maintain eye contact? Or was she supposed to work more with her hands, be attentive to his— their?— needs? Closing her eyes, Hermione rubbed her cheek briefly with the heel of her palm.
"I don't know what I should— I..." Hermione huffed a helpless exhale, trying to fight the way that her pulse continued to drum in her ears, making her aware of every moment, every step that she took. Peering down at her shorts, she supposed that the next step was to remove those as well, that if there was to be any embarrassment, there was no harm in it being mutual. Leaning forward quickly to capture Ron's lips in another kiss, Hermione ran her tongue nervously over her lip before she shifted back on the bed, raising herself to her knees before she tugged both shorts and briefs down with trembling fingers. Only after she kicked them away did Hermione sit back down and meet Ron's gaze again.
At which point she finally caved, letting out a single giggle.
Apparently that was enough to send her over the edge, tears pooling at the corners of her eyes as she tried to hide the laughter under a hand. "I'm sorry," she apologized, trying to catch her breath. "Oh, Ron, I'm sorry, but I'm so nervous that I can hardly..."
Shaking her head as she gave up on giving an explanation at all, Hermione leaned in to kiss Ron again, hoping that they could ease back into some level of comfort.
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Date: 2011-07-28 11:19 pm (UTC)"I don't know what I should— I..." Hermione huffed a helpless exhale, trying to fight the way that her pulse continued to drum in her ears, making her aware of every moment, every step that she took. Peering down at her shorts, she supposed that the next step was to remove those as well, that if there was to be any embarrassment, there was no harm in it being mutual. Leaning forward quickly to capture Ron's lips in another kiss, Hermione ran her tongue nervously over her lip before she shifted back on the bed, raising herself to her knees before she tugged both shorts and briefs down with trembling fingers. Only after she kicked them away did Hermione sit back down and meet Ron's gaze again.
At which point she finally caved, letting out a single giggle.
Apparently that was enough to send her over the edge, tears pooling at the corners of her eyes as she tried to hide the laughter under a hand. "I'm sorry," she apologized, trying to catch her breath. "Oh, Ron, I'm sorry, but I'm so nervous that I can hardly..."
Shaking her head as she gave up on giving an explanation at all, Hermione leaned in to kiss Ron again, hoping that they could ease back into some level of comfort.