Ron felt nothing short of relief in the fact that she wanted to press on, and that it seemed as though he was actually doing an okay job with all this. Every step of the way, he felt like there was something else for him to get wrong, some new way to ruin everything. But he managed a small, nervous smile as her hands moved over the skin of his back and downward.
" 'Mione, don't or— " Ron started, though a pleased noise escaped his lips as she grabbed him, eyes lidding shut, "Or I might—" He didn't know how long was normal for it to last, but he was already teetering near the edge, trying his best to think about something else, anything else— his Great-Aunt Muriel, Professor Snape, even— something that might put him off for a bit.
Needless to say, that was really bloody difficult, considering the fact that he was actually on top of Hermione at the moment. It was impossible to think about anything other than her skin, or her lips, or how warm she was under his hands... Merlin's beard, this was good.
But her reassurance gave him a bit more courage, and he kissed her again, once, before he rocked his hips back and forth, as he started to slowly move against her.
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Date: 2011-08-07 10:52 pm (UTC)" 'Mione, don't or— " Ron started, though a pleased noise escaped his lips as she grabbed him, eyes lidding shut, "Or I might—" He didn't know how long was normal for it to last, but he was already teetering near the edge, trying his best to think about something else, anything else— his Great-Aunt Muriel, Professor Snape, even— something that might put him off for a bit.
Needless to say, that was really bloody difficult, considering the fact that he was actually on top of Hermione at the moment. It was impossible to think about anything other than her skin, or her lips, or how warm she was under his hands... Merlin's beard, this was good.
But her reassurance gave him a bit more courage, and he kissed her again, once, before he rocked his hips back and forth, as he started to slowly move against her.