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Demons	By : Madam_Weasley Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Draco/Ron Views: 3062 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I spent the Friday night and all day Saturday working on different potions. I actually find it really relaxing. I decided to make a few medicinal potions to keep on hand. I slept so badly Friday and Saturday because I’m worrying about the interview that Weasley tells me to make a sleeping potion so that I can rest tonight. So Sunday I’m brewing a sleeping draught. While I find it relaxing it’s not working today because I keep worrying about the interview tomorrow. I keep rubbing my neck and rolling my shoulders while I’m working. Maybe a hot shower? I work until the point where the potion has to simmer for 4 hours and I head to the bathroom. Weasley is working on paperwork that he’s been neglecting for the past year. Apparently Potter has been helping him out so he doesn’t get fired.
                He’s sitting on the couch working. I run my hand across his shoulders as I walk by. It still feels odd to initiate casual contact, but I’m forcing myself to do it and I find that any contact with him to be helpful. In the bathroom I turn on the shower and strip. I adjust the water to as hot as I can stand it. I let this hit the back of my neck and shoulders while the room fills with steam. I’m working through calming strategies that I’ve read in one of my books and am deep in thought when something touches my back. I jump and almost slip.
                “Sorry.” Weasley grabs my arm to help steady me.
                I’m glad that the shower is so hot because he can’t see the color rise in my cheeks. Partly because I’m embarrassed that I almost fell and because we’ve never been naked together like this. In the light, not under covers. While I’m embarrassed I’m also instantly aroused. Weasley reaches around me and grabs the soap. He turns me back under the water and starts to scrub my back. It feels incredible. He washes my neck, shoulders and down my arms. Scrubbing and massaging. His hands sliding over me, while not sexual is incredibly arousing and I want to touch him. I take the soap from him and turn him so I can scrub his back. I do everything he did to me but I also run my hands around to his stomach and up his chest. Then back to his shoulders and down his back and over his ass. I squeeze his ass cheeks and he lets out a yelp of surprise. I’m surprised too, I’ve not been this forward, but I want him right now in a way I’ve not felt before. I pull him back into the water to rinse the soap off of him and watch it trail down his body to the floor. I wrap my arm around his waist and pull him toward me and press my cock against his hip while I bite his shoulder. This time he moans and rubs against me. I slid my hand down his stomach and over his dick, his body jerks against mine and I grin. I have no idea what’s come over me but I don’t plan on stopping. He spins against me so we’re face to face, our wet dicks rubbing against each other. Again, something new, and I gasp. I grab his ass to hold him as close to me as possible and kiss him. A deep hungry kiss. I’m vaguely aware that we should probably get out of the shower before we hurt ourselves. I reach behind me to turn off the water and I guide him out of the shower and into the hall, never breaking our connection, still mouth to mouth and chest to chest. We maneuver through the hall, hitting the walls and doorframe until we’re in the bedroom. We tumble onto the bed, me on top with one thigh between his leg and I rub it against his balls. He sucks on my lip and I groan against his mouth.
                I kiss along his cheek and jaw to his ear. “Ron.” it comes out as a hoarse whisper. I nip at his jaw and he digs his fingers into my back. I want more but I don’t know how to tell him. It’s like I’m not in control of my own actions. I am driven by physical wants. I reach my hand between us and lightly wrap my fingers around his dick. I rub lightly and then slide my hand down and over his balls, rolling them in my hand for a moment and then move to his crevice. I slide my finger over his opening and his eyes pop open. I’ve been watching him to see how he would react. I have no clue how this is going to go. He looks at me, panting. I look back at him and wait.
                He looks at me for a moment longer, slides his hand into my hair and pulls me back into a kiss. He moves to my ear and feel his stubble scratch against my cheek. He takes my lobe into his mouth and lightly bites it causing me to moan.
                “Tell me what you want.” he whispers into my ear.
                “You.” I whisper back.
                “Thank god.” he whispers back, licking the shell of my ear. “Tell me.”
                I’m not sure I can say the words. He moves to my neck and sucks on it, more aggressive than anything he’s ever done before. I yell out and thrust my hips into him. How does one not know how sensitive their neck is?
                “Tell me what you want Draco.” It sounds like a growl against my throat.
                “You.” I whisper again. “I want to be in you. I want to feel you in me.” I keep my eyes shut tight.
                He moans against my throat and I can just make out the word ‘yes’ in that groan. He wants it too. I can feel the anxiety lift from me. He nips, licks and sucks at my throat. I glance over at the bedside table and see his wand. I’ve not done magic since before my trial. I reach over and grab it and murmur a charm that I learned in a bit of research I’ve been doing. My other hand now has lubricant in it. Weasley looks from my face to the wand, to my hand. He’s shocked. I can tell.
                “You’re just full of surprises aren’t you?” he says as he attacks my neck again and then moves to my mouth.
                I work my hand back between us and slide the lubricant down his crevice and stop at his opening. His body jerks and he bites my lip, instantly drawing blood. I lick it away while I move my finger around. Slowly I slide one figure in. I keep working my finger in, but I watch Weasley’s face the entire time. I need to know if I hurt him. He has his head tilted back in the pillow. His eyes squeezed shut and his bottom lip pulled into his mouth. I have my finger worked all the way into him and I slowly curl my finger. All part of the research. He gasps and digs his fingers into my back again. I work my finger out and slowly add a second. I continue to watch him, he sucks in a breath and holds it.
                “Are you ok?” I whisper. He nods but doesn’t open his eyes or breath. I slowly slide my fingers out and then back in, curling them to see if I can get the same reaction from him and I do. He’s panting and he starts to wiggle against my hand. I scissor my fingers. I want to be in him. I haven’t physically wanted anything this badly in a long time. I continue to slide my fingers in and out alternating between scissoring and curling my fingers over the spot that makes him moan. I grab the wand again and add more lubricant. I run it over the head of my dick and slowly pull my fingers from him. I pull his knees up and line myself up and slowly push forward. Slowly. I watch him the entire time. He’s eyes are still closed and he’s still biting his lip. He tilts his hips to meet me.
                I can’t believe the feeling. The heat. How tight it feels. I’ll be lucky if I don’t lose it soon. I slowly push in, stopping every so often to give us both time to adjust. I’m finally all the way in. I’m panting, he’s panting. I stop and he pulls me to him to kiss me again.
                “Are you ok?” I whisper against his lips.
                “Yes.” He whispers back.
                I slowly pull my hips back and he gasps. I stop and he opens his eyes. We’re nose to nose. He runs his fingers through my hair.
                “I’m ok.” he tells me. I nod. I push back in and we both groan. It’s better than I imagined it would be. After a few more slow thrusts he grabs my ass.
                “Faster. Please.” he wiggles under me and I almost lose it.
                I start thrusting faster and he squeezes my ass and lifts up to meet me. I push all the way into him, as deep as I can. He yells out and squeezes me harder. My whole body is tingling. I rise up so that I’m now kneeling, his hands break from my ass. I grab his hips and slow down my thrusts, I focus on how deep I can get into him. I slide out and thrust back in and pull his hips to me. He grinds against me. I’m covered in sweat but I have goosebumps. I watch him as I thrust back into him. He’s biting his lower lip and groaning almost nonstop, his hands knotted in the sheets. He reaches a hand down to grab himself. I push his hand away and keep thrusting.
                “Dammit Malfoy.” He reaches for himself again and I push his hand away again. “Why?” it’s almost a whine.
                “Because I want to feel you in me.” I saw as I increase the speed of my thrusting.
                Typically when we are together there are grunts and gasps. Now it’s nonstop moans, exclamations and utterances. Hearing him gasp my name sends a shiver through me. I’m thrusting into him so hard you can hear out bodies slap against each other. I hitch his knees up farther and drive deep into him two more times before I hold onto him and burry myself in him and give into my release. I yell out as my body jerks with the violence of my orgasm. I hold myself in him until I’m spent and then slide out. I lay down beside him feeling warm and content. I look into his brown eyes and there is a fire there that I hadn’t been expecting. He’s looking at me like he wants to possess me. It’s a bit alarming until he flips himself so that he’s on top of me.
                He hands me the wand and I can’t help but grin. I whisper the incantation and his hand is full of lubricant. He wastes no time in separating my cheeks and applying the lubricant to my entrance.   I’m almost afraid that he’ll keep up this pace. He’s breathing hard and staring straight into my eyes. He leans in and kisses me as he works a finger into me. I have to fight not to tighten around him. I take deep breaths and do my best to relax. He works his finger in and there is a mixture of pain and pleasure. Luckily the pleasure is the dominant feeling. He drags it slowly out and then back in. He does something that causes my entire body to jerk and tingle. He kisses down my neck to my chest , kissing and sucking on my nipple and chest. I put my hands in his hair.
                He works a second finger in and starts to stretch me. Again the pleasure is greater than the pain that I feel. He uses the remaining lubricant on himself and adjusts so he can enter me. I started this, I asked for this. I’m scared to death right now. He sees it in my eyes and he stops.
                “Draco?”
                I know he’ll stop if I ask, even though I can see how badly he wants to do it right now. Because I know he’d stop if I wanted him to, I relax. I trust him.
                I nod. I pull my knees up and tilt my hips. He keeps looking at me and I nod again.
                He slowly pushes in. I gasp in pain. He stops. “Just give me a second.” I pant. I take deep breaths again and then nod. He continues his slow careful entrance into me. Once he’s fully in I wrap my legs around him to try to hold him still until I’m ready. I’m clutching his arms as I work through the pain. Once I relax and I’m ready I push against him. He lets out a moan. He’s chewing his lip and I can tell he wants to move.
                He pulls out and slowly back in. “God Malfoy.” he grunts through clenches teeth.
                I wiggle against him, I’ve passed the pain and all I feel now is the heat rushing through my body at how good it feels. I tighten my legs around him and he presses fully into me. I can’t even explain the nose that leaves me. A groan and a whimper?
                He increases the speed and I swear I see starts. His head is thrown back. He pushes my thighs up and slows to long agonizing thrusts as deep as he can possibly get resulting in throaty groans that rip from my body. He’s gripping my thighs so hard I know there will be bruises. He buries himself in my again and I rise up to meet him rocking against him.
                “OH GOD.” Weasley grunts. I love that sound. I rock harder and faster against him. He pushes against me holding me tight as I rock, pulling grunts from him that encourage me to rock harder and faster.
                “Shit.” it sounds like a hiss and I know he’s close. I rock faster and he squeezes my thighs and presses into me while he cums.
                He kneels above me panting hard with his head tipped back, his body covered in sweat. I drop my legs from around him and try to catch my breath. He collapses next to me.
                We lay in a tangle of arms and legs for a while. We don’t talk but Weasley has his arm across my chest and curled toward my face. He’s playing with my hair. I’m running my fingers on his arm making designs.
~~*~~*~~*~~
                “I’m going to take a shower.” Draco says as he rolls off the bed. He leans back over and kisses me before he leaves.
                I lay there thinking about what just happened. I’ve thought about it but I had no idea how to even bring that subject up. I wasn’t even sure if I would enjoy it, it seems so… gross? wrong? I don’t know, but it was incredible. Both ways. I’m sore now. Kind of scared to get up and move. I snuggle into the pillow and start to drift off when I’m jerked awake.
                “WEASLEY! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!”
                “Um… my ass doesn’t want to do anything right now but recover. “ I call back. But I’m getting up. He’s never yelled for me like that.
                “I feel like I’ve had the jelly legs jinx used on me.” I say as I wobble down the hall. I get to the bathroom and lean against the doorframe.
                “LOOK AT ME!”
                “Don’t mind if I do.” I say and give him a leering smile
                “Shut up. Seriously, look at me.” He holds his arms out to his sides and turns in a circle. It takes me a moment to understand what he’s talking about.
                I bit my lip as I look at him and try not to smile or laugh.
                “My ass looks likes it’s got constellations on it!” His body is covered in bruises. His lip is swollen from where I accidently bit it. He has two hickeys on his neck and one on his chest. He has whisker burn on his cheek and chest. His ass cheeks have bruising from my fingers as well as his thighs, back and ribs.
                “What are you grinning about!?” He looks at me in exasperation.
                “It’s your fault.”
                “My fault? It’s my fault that I’m covered in bruises? How can you even justify that?”
                I make my way over to him, wrap my arms around him and burry my face in his neck. “If you hadn’t done so many incredible things to me I wouldn’t have reacted that way. It’s completely your fault.”
                He lets out a wry laugh. “I have an interview tomorrow, my neck is a mess.”
                “Guess what? I’m a wizard. I can make that go away.” I kiss one of the hickeys. I pull back and look at him. “Then I can put it back later.” I wiggle my eyebrows at him.
                “Shut up. Here, you can take this if you need it.” He hands me a small vial.
                “What is it?”
                “I stocked up on basic medicinal potions yesterday. I’m not sure about you, but I’m feeling a bit sore at the moment and this will take that away.” He drinks his and puts the vial on the sink.
                “This magic thing is going to come in handy.” I drink mine. The effect is almost instantaneous. I walk back to the room and get my wand. I heal all of his bruising.
                “Thank you.”
                “You’re welcome.” I wink as I walk out.
He showers and I change the sheets. When he’s done I hop in. He checks on his potion and get’s his stuff ready for the interview. We work together to make dinner. He shakes his head at me every time he catches me grinning. We have dinner and by then the potion is done. He bottles most of it but keeps some out for himself.
I pack up my stuff for work as he cleans up his potions ingredients. I watch him as he works. He’s changed a lot since he first moved in. He moves with more of his old confidence but I can tell his still worried.
“You’ll be great tomorrow.”
He looks up at me. “I’m scared.”
“I know.” I won’t tell him it will be fine. I won’t tell him he’ll get the job. I don’t believe in that kind of bullshit. I know he’ll be great in an interview, that I can tell him. He gives me a small smile.
When we both have everything taken care of we head to bed. He takes the sleeping potion before extinguish the lights. He curls up next to me with his head on my shoulder. I run my fingers up and down his arm.
“You know, in school you were always a pain in my ass. Who would have thought it would take this turn?”
                Malfoy lets out a groan and shakes his head. “I hate you.”
                I laugh and give him a squeeze. “I don’t think that’s entirely true.” I kiss the top of his head.
                “No… it’s…not.” the potion is taking affect and he’s falling asleep.
                “Good night.”
                “night.” and then he’s softly snoring.
                I smile against his hair before I fall asleep and for the first time my sleep is filled with dreams and not nightmares.
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