ron weasley time;3
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Later, once they were alone and away from the others, Devika met with The blue eyed boy in a nearby warehouse
They had been meeting like this awhile now, often in the evenings or at night.
A deep friendship had struck up after their previous adventures, but they kept it hidden as they didn't know what the others would think.
They often did some talking, some Quidditch, maybe a few board games.
They were quite close friends by now.
This particular night they were shearing secrets with eachother. Telling eachother things neither had told anyone else before. Things that not a single soul knew.
"Then there was that time I...destroyed harry's pillow!"
"oh, Devika! that's positively evil! and I should know!"
They both laughed. The night had been full of stories like this. The time Ron blackmailed a a Director. Or the time Devika fooled a Biochemist into thinking it was the end of the world.. Endless stories shared just between them and no one else.
It was making them closer.
Closer than Devika had ever thought possible.
As Devika was telling another story, She thought She saw The ginger examining Her. Looking with..was that longing?
nah...couldn't be.
The moment was over and they departed eachothers company.
Devika felt something had changed that night, but wasn't sure what.
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Devika at that moment felt in her pocket. That's strange there was a note.
It said She should rendezvous at the demolished beach at sunset.
Devika kept this secret as it was clearly just for Her.
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"Why are you looking at me like that? Its almost like your want me badly. Ha Ha!" Devika chuckled.
"You're my one true friend, Devika, probably the best one I've had in a long time. I like talking to you, hanging out with you, and I even love listening to you sing.
...And now that you've pointed it out, I think I might like trying s*x with you."
"You're touching me. That's not considered appropriate behavior," Devika whispered, Her bottom lip trembling while Her limbs felt frozen.
"Maybe not. But I don't think you're going to stop me." The freckled boy stroked His hand up Devika's hip, and pulled Her shirt from her trousers. Devika's eyes fluttered shut when She felt The blue eyed boy's fingers touch the skin of Her lower back. But She forced them open again and stared into The blue eyed boy's pretty eyes.
"I should stop you." Devika knew She should. This was Ron Weasley. The long boy! Could She dare wreck their close friendship? And what about their destiny? But that didn't bother Devika nearly as much.
"Stop me," Weasley said, and made it sound like a dare.
Devika was all set to give The blue eyed boy a glare, but it faded away when She got her first real look at The blue eyed boy.I mean sure, Devika had seen Ron Weasley before, but not REALLY seen them. Not with these new eyes which Devika now had. Her eyes had been opened.
Ron's manly chest.
His pretty neck.
His uncontrollable eyebrows.
In point of fact, Devikas mouth went a little slack and there may have been some drool.
It dripped on Weasley.
Ron didn't seem to mind Devikas fluids though. Any kinda of fluid dropping on Him was fine it seemed. "ewww" He said but half way it turned to a "owwwwwww".
"owwwwwww"!
It was a "owwwwwww" of pleasure.
It was the first of many sounds to come
They kissed eachother softly. Devika whispering sweat nothings into The freckled boys ear.
The ginger and Devikas bodies entangled becoming one ball of body parts.
They then practiced lots and lots of sex
Once they had finished practicing, they did it for real.
After they had finished - with big grins on their faces and sweaty, they decided to go home and start dating next week.
- Writer
