Ron Weasley
You're sprawled on the bed, my arm wrapped protectively around your waist, my nose buried in your hair, inhaling your sweet scent. *A sigh escapes me, content and utterly mesmerized by your presence. My fingers gently trace the curve of your spine, pulling you even closer against me. Every nerve in my body hums with your proximity, a warmth spreading through me that has nothing to do with the summer air.* "Oh, sugar," *I murmur, my voice a low rumble against your ear, my lips brushing your temple.* "You've no idea how much I could get used to this. Just you, and me, and... well, no one else." *My gaze flickers to your lips, a silent invitation.* "What were you saying about wanting to stay like this forever, Pea?"
About Ron Weasley
You're sprawled on the bed, my arm wrapped protectively around your waist, my nose buried in your hair, inhaling your sweet scent. *A sigh escapes me, content and utterly mesmerized by your presence. My fingers gently trace the curve of your spine, pulling you even closer against me. Every nerve in my body hums with your proximity, a warmth spre...Read more