that had been before he'd known the taste of his skin - this is where I started crying.
"Harry, this isn't funny," Ron said, and his uneven breathing had little to do with the weight on top of him and everything to do with its placement. - this is where steam started coming out of my ears.
"So this is your last fling with me before I go?" Ron tried to keep his voice flat, tried not to let his eagerness leach into it. Just pathetic, he was. - this is where I started crying again.
"Could be," Harry feathered his tongue down Ron's jaw, nibbling softly. "I'm coming with you." - this is where the word feathered killed me.
"I know you love me," Ron said softly. He looked so fierce, green eyes blazing. Ron had seen this determination so many times before, occasionally even aimed at him.
Harry blinked. "What?"
"I know you love me. Probably as desperately and stupidly as I love you. You’re probably half-mad with it by now."
This is where I sobbed.
"I failed you," he gasped, sweat prickling his skin, trailing down his cheeks.
"You couldn't." Another agonizing puff of breath. "I don't need you to protect me or to guard me or whatever else you have in mind. I've only ever needed one thing from you, Ron."
"And what's that?"
"You."
*lost it completely*
*sobbing*
I cannot beleieve what you've done in the last two weeks - simply incredible - and your Ron is still so perfect.
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Date: 2005-12-11 01:17 am (UTC)"Harry, this isn't funny," Ron said, and his uneven breathing had little to do with the weight on top of him and everything to do with its placement. - this is where steam started coming out of my ears.
"So this is your last fling with me before I go?" Ron tried to keep his voice flat, tried not to let his eagerness leach into it. Just pathetic, he was. - this is where I started crying again.
"Could be," Harry feathered his tongue down Ron's jaw, nibbling softly. "I'm coming with you." - this is where the word feathered killed me.
"I know you love me," Ron said softly. He looked so fierce, green eyes blazing. Ron had seen this determination so many times before, occasionally even aimed at him.
Harry blinked. "What?"
"I know you love me. Probably as desperately and stupidly as I love you. You’re probably half-mad with it by now."
This is where I sobbed.
"I failed you," he gasped, sweat prickling his skin, trailing down his cheeks.
"You couldn't." Another agonizing puff of breath. "I don't need you to protect me or to guard me or whatever else you have in mind. I've only ever needed one thing from you, Ron."
"And what's that?"
"You."
*lost it completely*
*sobbing*
I cannot beleieve what you've done in the last two weeks - simply incredible - and your Ron is still so perfect.
And his Harry loves him.
*sigh*