100 100s challenge: using the 100 word prompts, write 100 drabbles of 100 words each. No more, no less. Pairing: Draco/Ron
Disclaimer: I own neither the characters involved nor the situation implied.
Warning: Mild slash of the Draco/Ron persuasion. Brief foul language. Implied canoodling.
Okay, okay, so even with this next slew of ficlets I am still not caught up, but I am very tired and I must get some sleep as I have another very busy day tomorrow. I should be able to update more regularly now, and I'll try my very best to post two at a time until I'm all caught up, which should only take two or three days. But I have atreat for you all; a 100 100s PWP! It is, I believe, the fourteenth. Consider that your bribe until I come up with a better one.
Look, with everyone screwing like rabbits in all those detentions, some of the screamers are bound to get caught going at it, right? Here is the 11th. Enjoy!
Prompt: undoing
"I said this was a bad idea," Ron groaned, thunking his head against the wall.
"No, you said 'yes more oh fuck yes' before you just sort of moaned incoherently," Draco corrected.
Ron tried to ignore him. He failed. He could still hear Draco describing the encounter in squirm-worthy detail.
"...started screaming, and then you--"
"Shut up already!"
"Well, we are waiting for them to get us some clothes before we are escorted elsewhere for separate detentions," Draco pointed out.
"Everyone messes about during partnered detentions, though!"
"Yes. We're the first to be so loud as to get caught."
Dialogue clear enough this time 'round...?