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harryron ([info]harryron) wrote,
@ 2005-11-11 21:24:00

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40 : Sight
Title: Sight
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter / Ron Weasley
Prompt: Sight
Word Count: 160
Rating: NC-17
Author's Notes: Written for fanfic100 and posted at [info]harryron.

The one hundred stories are inspired by Broke Back Mountain.

Ron looks back on one hundred memories of his life with and without Harry.

Enjoy.


Sight
****
There were beautiful images, burnt into my mind.

Things I’d never see again.

Hermione looked lovely on our wedding day.

She looked like shit when each of our children was born – not that I’d ever tell her that.

And each child, as it grew, left me breathless as I watched.

Watched determined little faces breaking into smiles as their first steps were negotiated.

Watched nervous little faces going off to school.

But there was one sight I loved above all others, god forgive me.

One sight I’d thought I’d never see again.

So, I let go of his cock with a swirl of my tongue and crawled up his body, leaving bite marks on his chest as I passed, until I stretched over him and whispered, “Look at me, Harry.”

I stroked him harder and faster, and his eyes flew open and locked with mine as his cock pulsed and leapt in my hand and his face flushed and his jaw clenched and he came for me.


My Big Damn Table.


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