Are ya getting fed up with me yet?
Jan. 19th, 2005 10:36 pmSo I'm currently trying to write four things at once. NH 10, Revenge, the epilogue of Origin, and Don't Let's Start 8. Jumping around enough for you?
Thing was, Draco really didn’t like cuddling. Didn’t like the hot, sweaty stick of skin against skin, the weight of another body pressing him close, the wet puffs of air from steady, sleeping breaths. So when he found himself not minding all those things, or the large hand curled loosely around his wrist, he panicked a bit.
A quiet sort of panic, though, since he didn’t want the redhead to wake up. Didn’t want Ron to pull away, either, and yeah. Whole different level of scary.
Sex was sex. Great sex was great. And sex with Ron was very nearly fantastic; not something he was sure he’d want to give up. Ever. So he made himself gently shake Ron’s hands from his arms, slipping silently towards the edge of the bed, resolutely planting both feet on the soft, shorn carpet.
He hated romantic, fanciful intimacy, and he wasn’t going to give up those truths for a Weasley who wouldn’t admit anything past reluctantly coveting his body
Oh, Draco. You make everything harder than it is. Harder. *snarf*
Thing was, Draco really didn’t like cuddling. Didn’t like the hot, sweaty stick of skin against skin, the weight of another body pressing him close, the wet puffs of air from steady, sleeping breaths. So when he found himself not minding all those things, or the large hand curled loosely around his wrist, he panicked a bit.
A quiet sort of panic, though, since he didn’t want the redhead to wake up. Didn’t want Ron to pull away, either, and yeah. Whole different level of scary.
Sex was sex. Great sex was great. And sex with Ron was very nearly fantastic; not something he was sure he’d want to give up. Ever. So he made himself gently shake Ron’s hands from his arms, slipping silently towards the edge of the bed, resolutely planting both feet on the soft, shorn carpet.
He hated romantic, fanciful intimacy, and he wasn’t going to give up those truths for a Weasley who wouldn’t admit anything past reluctantly coveting his body
Oh, Draco. You make everything harder than it is. Harder. *snarf*
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Date: 2005-01-19 10:08 pm (UTC)*Zaralya*
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Date: 2005-01-20 12:23 am (UTC)*sighs* Yeah... Draco is really not the easiest one...
Glad to see you're working on this. *tries to be patient*
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Date: 2005-01-20 05:06 pm (UTC)I cannot WAIT for chapter eight, that's about all else I can say. Unless you want me to burst into an incoherent babble about your general amazingness and general amazingness of Ron, general amazingness of Draco and general amazingness of D/R. But it would take several days to finish, and even I must sleep. **grins** So i will say this, (paraphrasing of course) that you are amazing, Ron is amazing, Draco is amazing and goddamnit, D/R is amazing.
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Date: 2005-01-22 12:56 pm (UTC)I blame it on snow, and work, and applying for new jobs, and applying for school... and other excuses that don't really work.
Love Draco, love him so much, he needs many cuddles. MANY!
Love Ron even more just because it's so obvious he wants to cuddle.
So much Love.
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Date: 2005-01-22 03:13 pm (UTC)*giggles* When Ron's tired, I can just picture him draping himself over anything. Like a large, warm blanket :)