Drabble: Living Arrangements
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alisanneTitle: Living Arrangements
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alisanne
Prompt: Written for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
harryron100's prompt: Father
Rating: R
Word Count: 100
Category/Warnings: Erotica, no warnings.
A/N: Harry once again proves how compatible he and Ron are.
Beta:sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Living Arrangements
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“God, what a mess!”
Ron sighed. He adored living with Harry but this was a longstanding argument. “You’re messy too,” he said, defensive.
“Oh?” Harry pointed at a pile of clothes. “At least mine are in a heap so we can still get to stuff, like our bed. Yours are everywhere!”
“Who’re you, my father?” Ron snapped.
Harry froze, then in a flash, pressed Ron against the wall. “Does your father do this?” he growled, slipping his hand into Ron’s trousers, bringing him off with a few well-orchestrated tugs.
Ron sagged against him, sated. Yes, he adored living with Harry.
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Author:
alisannePrompt: Written for
harryron100's prompt: FatherRating: R
Word Count: 100
Category/Warnings: Erotica, no warnings.
A/N: Harry once again proves how compatible he and Ron are.
Beta:
sevfanDisclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Living Arrangements
~
“God, what a mess!”
Ron sighed. He adored living with Harry but this was a longstanding argument. “You’re messy too,” he said, defensive.
“Oh?” Harry pointed at a pile of clothes. “At least mine are in a heap so we can still get to stuff, like our bed. Yours are everywhere!”
“Who’re you, my father?” Ron snapped.
Harry froze, then in a flash, pressed Ron against the wall. “Does your father do this?” he growled, slipping his hand into Ron’s trousers, bringing him off with a few well-orchestrated tugs.
Ron sagged against him, sated. Yes, he adored living with Harry.
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