Ron/Draco in the bath -- by Lizard!

[icarus]

Hot stuff, here it... comes? lizardspots has outdone herself with this piece from

Sex, Drugs and Death Eater Rock.

This pic is not quite work-safe (depending on who's looking over your shoulder), about an R I'd say.

Strawberries and bubblebath. Ah. The beauty of an established relationship.

I (greedily) want more, more from lizardspots.

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[blackbanditt.livejournal.com]

*nods* I saw the link over at hpart and thought it was, well, gorgeous.

And then I saw all the links to her other stuff and liked that, too. I hadn't realized she'd done most (all?) of the other Beg Me For It artwork, which I'd enjoyed very much.

Maybe it'll prove the inspiration for more Draco/Ron(?)...

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Actually, it did. Check my most recent post.

Icarus

[blackbanditt.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah...

You know, I read that, too (liked it, by the way! Interesting, a bit different from the usual), before I even made that comment.

I do feel a bit like an idiot for saying that, though. *g*

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I should probably fill in the rest of the context, that Voldemort's been defeated, the Malfoys switched sides so Draco had to go to Potter's party and suck up (hating every second of it). He started to drink as the only worthwhile activity there and managed to get humiliatingly plastered.

Ron, being a bit of a happy drunk - full of warm fuzzies and goodwill and all-too-cuddly (you know the type, red-faced, loud-voiced and leaning warmly on your shoulder?) - volunteered to take him home when nobody else would (even though he really was in no better shape).

The two of them teetered home on Ron's broom and only the fact that the house-elves recognised Draco got them in past the front gate. They nearly crashed into the front door of the manor.

Ron waved off the elves and staggered with Draco all the way upstairs, with no clue where they were heading. Draco threw up all over him. The elves appeared to clean up the mess, and then got their clothes off and into the tub adjoining Draco's room. (No homoerotic implications to them, they were just being efficient.)

Malfoy made a pass at Ron, who didn't know what was going on, they managed to stagger dripping wet into bed. Draco managed to get Ron more or less in the right position, but he couldn't get it up. Ron laughed, feeling ridiculous if not really clear about it all; then he passed out.

The next morning, Draco awoke first, saw who was in bed with him and it all came back to him. He was thinking of bribes - Weasleys were poor, right? - anything to hush this up.

LOL!

Icarus

[blackbanditt.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the backstory! It makes a lot more sense, and made me more interested in the story itself (rather than just the pairing...) ;)