Title: Intoxication
Author: Ashley; hardyboyz1369@yahoo.com
Summary: Harry is cheating on Ron with our favorite Slytherin
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them, JK does
A/N: This story came to me during an emotional breakdown I was having. So I decided to write and this is what came out! Please R&R!
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His smell, his touch, maybe it was his icy steel colored eyes. I don't know but there was something about him that made me do the worse thing that I can think of. I cheated on my boyfriend. My boyfriend is my best friend. At least he was my best friend until I kissed his beautiful lips. Until I ran my fingers through his flaming red hair.
My dear Ron. God I hope he never finds out about my sneaking out at night. I would never want to hurt him. I know what you're thinking, "You don't want to hurt Ron but you seem to sneak out at night with someone else." But I want this, no NEED this. This boy gives himself to me. To me, even though I'm the boy who lived. He doesn't care about that; he loathes that side of me.
Don't get me wrong, Ron treats me like Harry. His love of his life. He comforts me when I get scared of the nightmares that wreck my sleep. HE holds me and comforts me. HE makes love to me. HE protects me. I love being cared for, I love to be made love to. I feel safe when I'm around him. I would, could and want to spend the rest of my life with Ron. As soon as we get out of Hogwarts I want to find a flat on Knockturn Alley and share it with him. I want to marry him.
Before we can even do that I need to see what it would be like to have someone other than him. That's why I'm sneaking out. This boy, like I said earlier, gives himself completely to me. I mean when I meet him in the empty room, he is bound, blindfolded and gagged. His wrists are tied with pieces of green silk, so are his ankles. He is blindfolded with the same type piece of cloth and a ball of silver cloth stuffed in his mouth. He is totally nude, on his knees with his head down. I love how his hair is in his face. He should wear it more like that.
He is so responsive. He listens very well, moving his head with each footstep I make. I slide a finger down his entire body. He shivers under my touch. "Can you be more sexy?" I whisper into his ear. I pace around him a few times. I just don't know where to start, everything is so delicious and can take me to wondrous places. I must go to his lips; so I draw the gag out of his mouth and capture his lips.
He groans, wanting to be free from his bounds. I lick at the crock of his neck, down his lean chest to his belly button. His arches up to me. Pleading, "Untie me please I need to reach out and touch you. Please you."
He knows I can't stand his pleading. But I need some control. He is the only thing in my life that I can control. I tease him for who knows how long but I can't stand it any longer. In a rush of taking restraints off, I fuck the little bastard. Hard and fast, the way I've always wanted to.
He gives me a quick kiss before he leaves. "We'll have to do this again sometimes." I mutter as I head back upstairs to Ron. Good, he didn't wake up.
"Harry, where did you go?" I hear him whisper as I slid into bed.
" I went for a midnight stroll. Don't worry, love, I'm alright." He moves over so I can get in. I snuggle into his warmth. He soon falls back into his peaceful slumber.
I love this boy and I always will. And when we graduate from Hogwarts, a year and a half from now, I want to make a life with him. Maybe I'll be able to stop cheating on him by graduation time. I highly doubt it. As long as I have that steel-gray-eyed boy, my intoxication, I won't be able to that. I hate hurting Ron. My intoxication is to blame. Damn you Draco Malfoy.
Author: Ashley; hardyboyz1369@yahoo.com
Summary: Harry is cheating on Ron with our favorite Slytherin
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them, JK does
A/N: This story came to me during an emotional breakdown I was having. So I decided to write and this is what came out! Please R&R!
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His smell, his touch, maybe it was his icy steel colored eyes. I don't know but there was something about him that made me do the worse thing that I can think of. I cheated on my boyfriend. My boyfriend is my best friend. At least he was my best friend until I kissed his beautiful lips. Until I ran my fingers through his flaming red hair.
My dear Ron. God I hope he never finds out about my sneaking out at night. I would never want to hurt him. I know what you're thinking, "You don't want to hurt Ron but you seem to sneak out at night with someone else." But I want this, no NEED this. This boy gives himself to me. To me, even though I'm the boy who lived. He doesn't care about that; he loathes that side of me.
Don't get me wrong, Ron treats me like Harry. His love of his life. He comforts me when I get scared of the nightmares that wreck my sleep. HE holds me and comforts me. HE makes love to me. HE protects me. I love being cared for, I love to be made love to. I feel safe when I'm around him. I would, could and want to spend the rest of my life with Ron. As soon as we get out of Hogwarts I want to find a flat on Knockturn Alley and share it with him. I want to marry him.
Before we can even do that I need to see what it would be like to have someone other than him. That's why I'm sneaking out. This boy, like I said earlier, gives himself completely to me. I mean when I meet him in the empty room, he is bound, blindfolded and gagged. His wrists are tied with pieces of green silk, so are his ankles. He is blindfolded with the same type piece of cloth and a ball of silver cloth stuffed in his mouth. He is totally nude, on his knees with his head down. I love how his hair is in his face. He should wear it more like that.
He is so responsive. He listens very well, moving his head with each footstep I make. I slide a finger down his entire body. He shivers under my touch. "Can you be more sexy?" I whisper into his ear. I pace around him a few times. I just don't know where to start, everything is so delicious and can take me to wondrous places. I must go to his lips; so I draw the gag out of his mouth and capture his lips.
He groans, wanting to be free from his bounds. I lick at the crock of his neck, down his lean chest to his belly button. His arches up to me. Pleading, "Untie me please I need to reach out and touch you. Please you."
He knows I can't stand his pleading. But I need some control. He is the only thing in my life that I can control. I tease him for who knows how long but I can't stand it any longer. In a rush of taking restraints off, I fuck the little bastard. Hard and fast, the way I've always wanted to.
He gives me a quick kiss before he leaves. "We'll have to do this again sometimes." I mutter as I head back upstairs to Ron. Good, he didn't wake up.
"Harry, where did you go?" I hear him whisper as I slid into bed.
" I went for a midnight stroll. Don't worry, love, I'm alright." He moves over so I can get in. I snuggle into his warmth. He soon falls back into his peaceful slumber.
I love this boy and I always will. And when we graduate from Hogwarts, a year and a half from now, I want to make a life with him. Maybe I'll be able to stop cheating on him by graduation time. I highly doubt it. As long as I have that steel-gray-eyed boy, my intoxication, I won't be able to that. I hate hurting Ron. My intoxication is to blame. Damn you Draco Malfoy.