Otherwise Occupied by Luvscharlie
"We should go back downstairs before we're missed." Hermione's breath was warm against his neck as her fingers clutched his robe.
Ron pushed her dress farther up, his fingers digging into her inner thigh as the celebration continued outside. "Do you want me to stop?" The words came out in gasps as he kissed her neck and teased her nipple.
Her protests were weak. "Maybe we should—oh Ron!" she cried in response to a particularly hard pinch.
"Feel good?"
She nodded. "I want you."
He kissed her deeply, hoping that everyone else was too busy to notice their absence.
~Fin.~
A/N: The challenge of this drabble was that it be exactly 100 words. The prompt was busy.