Author: Lady Arrogance

Title: Ron Weasley and the Lacy Knickers of Doom

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Pairing: Ron/Hermione, but actually it's only Ron

Rating: PG-13... ok to be safe, let's say R

Genre: uhm... humor, public wanking, kind-of cross dressing

Summary: The title says it all ;)

Length: 451 words

A/N: Xylodemon requested a few fics she wanted to read and the title Ron Weasley and the Lacy Knickers of Doom caught my eye, so I decided to write it, and voilá!

Beta: The lovely acciodraco who had a lot of patience g

Ron and Hermione lay together in bed. He caressed her lacy thong with his fingertips. "How could this be comfortable?"

Hermione smiled. "Maybe it's not comfortable but it has other advantages. First, it stimulates me and, second, it makes me feel sexy, especially when you look at me like that."

That night, they didn't talk about it anymore but Hermione kept the question in her mind.

A few weeks later, there was a small party for the seventh years in the Hufflepuff cellars and a group of pupils played Truth or Dare. As the evening progressed, the questions became more intimate and when Hermione faced her boyfriend with a devious grin, he quickly said "Dare." That was his fault. Hermione smiled, because it was exactly what she had hoped for.

She took out removed a pair of lacy knickers from her pocket and handed it to him. "You have to wear this for the rest of the night."

Ron blushed deeply and the rest of the group laughed. "I can't change my clothes here…" He tried to escape but Hermione was merciless.

She forced him into an empty room and when they came back, she made him pull down his waistband, proving that he was wearing the thong.

They sat down again but Ron couldn't quite concentrate because the string stimulated his ass and the laces in the front touched his cock with every breath. He felt his cock harden and he slipped around on his seat.

Inconspicuously, he laid his hand on his crotch and his gaze became unfocused. The laces stimulated him in a dizzying way and because the knickers were too small, the feeling was much more intense.

In the meantime, Malfoy, seated beside Ron, had realized what was going on and smiled slowly.

Ron's movements became faster, more uncontrolled and his breath quickened. He'd almost forgotten the other people around him and had started to wank through his trousers. He felt the first signs of his orgasm when he was suddenly nudged.

"Truth or dare?" Malfoy grinned and Ron had no idea what to say in his distraction.

"T…truth," he stammered and wished that they would leave him alone to finish his naughty mission.

"What are you thinking about?" Malfoy asked with a malicious grin and snapped the thong's string, which was peeking of Ron's trousers.

This stimulation gave Ron the last kick and he came with a suppressed moan. "Fuuuuck," he gasped and tried not to be too obvious. "These lacy knickers," he whispered sheepishly. His face was deep red.

The rest of the group hadn't noticed the incident, but Malfoy seemed highly amused and Hermione looked as if she wanted to ravish her boyfriend immediately.