HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LIRIAEN!! :D
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Darling!! Happy Birthday to
liriaen, whom I first met over at
rondracodrabble and discovered in her a fellow R/D lover and a writer whose beautiful and often unexpected turns of phrase and imagery astounds me more than I can sometimes fathom; English isn't her first language. That she is so eloquent in two langauges (at least!) is inspiring and humbling. With a wicked sense of humor and boundless talent, I'm so glad that I've gotten to know you a bit more beyond your words to your life in Germany.
So for you, using this week's prompt at the community where I first found you, here's 100 words of adjective-heavy R/D PWP for you. Many, many happy returns! And hopefully the card I sent will get to you fairly soon. ;)
Title: Passion Play
Pairing: R/D
Drabble
Rating: hard R
Prompt: Juicy
Ron pressed Draco against the unforgiving restaurant loo stall, kising his succulent, ripe mouth with abandon. Raw desire clawed down his spine to throb insistently between his legs. Draco moaned, grinding into Ron's hip, sucking on Ron's tongue until Ron felt dizzy and pulled away with a gasp.
A pink tongue darted out as Draco licked his kiss-swollen lips, glistening and wicked. "Home. Bed. Now," he demanded haughtily.
"Just because it's your birthday—"
"I get what I want. Which is you, in bed, naked."
"And you'll be "
Draco's look could have melted a pile of Galleons.
"Riding you, of course."
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So for you, using this week's prompt at the community where I first found you, here's 100 words of adjective-heavy R/D PWP for you. Many, many happy returns! And hopefully the card I sent will get to you fairly soon. ;)
Title: Passion Play
Pairing: R/D
Drabble
Rating: hard R
Prompt: Juicy
Ron pressed Draco against the unforgiving restaurant loo stall, kising his succulent, ripe mouth with abandon. Raw desire clawed down his spine to throb insistently between his legs. Draco moaned, grinding into Ron's hip, sucking on Ron's tongue until Ron felt dizzy and pulled away with a gasp.
A pink tongue darted out as Draco licked his kiss-swollen lips, glistening and wicked. "Home. Bed. Now," he demanded haughtily.
"Just because it's your birthday—"
"I get what I want. Which is you, in bed, naked."
"And you'll be "
Draco's look could have melted a pile of Galleons.
"Riding you, of course."