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Secrets	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Draco/Ron Views: 21021 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The next day Draco had classes with Ron. He had admitted to himself that he was queer and it was obvious that Ron and him shared an attraction to each other. He had more questions for Ron but didn’t want to appear intrusive.

Before Potions was over though Ron managed to slip him a note. As he was putting away his book, he noticed the spare bit of parchment tucked into his notes.

‘Room of Requirement, tonight, after dinner. R’

He looked up and saw Ron looking at him as he was putting away his own things. Draco gave him a small nod and hurried out of class. He had no idea what made him agree, let alone what Ron had planned but he wanted to be there and he would be.

The rest of the day moved slowly. The anxiety of wondering what would happen this evening made him nervous all day. He decided to leave dinner early and get cleaned up before going. He had no idea how to dress for a man. He knew how to impress a woman, but would it matter to Ron? He changed his clothes, putting on jeans and a black button up shirt. He combed his hair but didn’t put anything in it. The past two times Ron had touched him, he ran hands in his hair, so he doubted a handful of product would be needed.

He left his dorms and hurried to a stretch of blank wall and a door that was waiting for him. He looked about and after making sure nobody was watching he slipped inside.

His heart began pounding when he saw a huge bed and a false fireplace giving the room a soft light. The door had shut behind him, but he was suddenly very, very scared. He frantically looked about and found Ron off to the side watching him.

“I don’t…..I mean I’m not……I….’ He stammered trying to find words.

Ron approached, barefoot, his boots kicked off to the side along with his socks. He was in jeans as well and a white t shirt. He reached out a hand and took Draco’s. The simple gesture of a hand in hand touch calmed him. “I’m not going to fuck you.” Ron said. The strong words shocked Draco and he looked at Ron listening. “I just thought you might want someplace more comfortable then a gents stall or a deserted hallway.”

‘It’s nice.” Draco said looking at the bed. It was turned down but the covers were fluffy and thick. There were also several pillows in various sizes. It was a welcoming sight and gave way to thoughts of exploring and experimenting in privacy.

“We won’t do anything that makes you uncomfortable.” Ron said slipping an arm around his waist. “If you want to stop then just say so.”

Draco nodded and let Ron lead him over to the bed. He kicked off his shoes and climbed up. He intended to sit and look back at Ron, but Ron was already leaning close and eventually Draco found himself on his back, with Ron leaning over him.

Flat on his back, looking up at Ron’s blue eyes Draco tried to relax. He was nervous. He had a little snogging experience with a few girls but nothing major. He was innocent in most ways, and he didn’t know what he should do. Ron seemed to be much more experienced then he was.

Ron dropped down and touched his lips to Draco’s. This was gentler then last time. He took his time tasting the succulent blonde and playing with his lips. Draco had taken the time to shave and his face was nowhere near as rough as Ron’s, but he didn’t mind.

Draco parted his lips widely, letting Ron have his fill, titling his head for a better angle as their open mouths fused together. He wasn’t even aware of his shirt being opened until Ron’s hand slid inside it. The touch of Ron’s skin on his brought a moan from Draco.

He had never been touched on the chest before. Ron’s hand was moving everywhere, learning his body and forming a map in his mind. Ron pulled from his mouth and slid along his neck, pressing him down into the bed with his full weight. Draco loved it. Ron completely over him was such a turn on.

He turned his head to the side, letting Ron have access to his neck and throat. He groaned out as soft lips sucked on his adam’s apple then moved lower, kissing along his breastbone while he pulled the shirt from his jeans and pushed the fabric aside, baring Draco’s whole chest to him.

Draco’s own mind was far beyond any thought. Ron was on top of him, his hard thighs on either side of Draco’s, and his hands firmly holding down this arms while he paid an oral worship to his chest. Draco could do nothing but sigh, and pant and moan as Ron flicked his tongue over each pale nipple, giving them gentle sucks and kisses. He had never been treated this way before, blatantly lusted after and desired. Ron’s hips were rolling about, caressing his lower body as his lips and tongue marked his territory on the Slytherin’s chest.

“Take off your shirt.” Draco didn’t know where the words came from but they exited his lips before he knew how to stop them. They were heard though, and Ron obeyed. Rising up just long enough to reach behind his head and pull the t shirt off, tossing it aside.

Ron dropped down again and took his mouth in a kiss. A hard, passionate, lust filled kiss. Draco gave it back in earnest, feeling Ron grind his chest against his. The hot skin, and hard male nipples brought him to a fever. It was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced.

Ron thrust a knee between his legs and reached down to grope a strong thigh. Draco arched up into him pressing his chest harder, and running his hand up Ron’s back. He was rock hard and gasped out when Ron thrust a hand between them and palmed his cock through his jeans.

Draco let out rapid breathes as Ron rubbed and squeezed him. He thrust upward into his hand and bit his lower lip. Ron attacked his throat again, licking and sucking, moving up and tugging at his earlobe. “You are a hot one.” He whispered to the moaning young man under him.

Draco’s head was spinning. He was harder than he had ever been in his life and Ron knew just what to do to make him harder. His eyes flew open when his belt was pulled and yanked at. He found Ron staring down at him as he worked the belt open and started to unfasten his jeans. Draco was frozen. Should he stop this? He didn’t want to, but he didn’t know what Ron was planning.

He had no more time to think. Ron was on his knees and yanking his jeans off his body and leaving him laying on his shorts. Ron pulled away and all he heard was another belt being opened and another pair of jeans coming off. Ron leaned over him again and when Draco reached around his back again his hand drew across his waist and found nothing. He dropped his hand lower and gasped into Ron’s mouth as his hand met bare flesh.

Ron had not only taken off his jeans but his shorts too. He was naked. “Why…..you only…..” Draco found it hard to form words. His tongue wouldn’t work right.

“You’ve already seen me naked.” Ron told him, bracing his weight on his arms and brushing Draco’s hair from his brow. “I thought you might be more comfortable this way.”

Before Draco could answer Ron took his mouth in a kiss again, grinding his erection against him and rubbing his chest over his. Draco was shifted about slowly as Ron used his whole body to caress him.

Draco’s mouth was swollen and his lips were going numb, but there was no way he was stopping this. Ron reached down and slid his hand along his thigh and over his knee, and back up again. The collision of both erections was causing a friction that went to Draco’s bones, and he was fast losing control.

Ron thrust a hand into Draco’s boxers and wrapped his fingers around his cock. Draco arched up high and sucked in a hard breath. “Are you alright?” Ron asked, suddenly worried. “Draco, talk to me.” He hadn’t removed his hand but he had stilled and didn’t move at all.

“I’m alright.” Draco was panting, but he was clutching Ron’s arms, and it worried the redhead a bit.

“Are you sure?” He asked, reaching with his other hand and running his fingers through the white blond locks.

“Yes.” He brought his eyes to Ron’s. “Nobody has ever touched me before.” He explained and slowed his breathing down, letting himself calm.

“Do you like it?” Ron asked, holding his hand still, but aching to feel every inch of him.

“Yes.” Draco said, taking Ron’s kiss. Ron toyed with his lips again, sucking Draco’s bottom lip, licking his upper lip and darting his tongue. When Draco had calmed down he began moving his hand, letting his fingers slide up and down, feeling the ridges and texture of velvety skin. Draco began thrusting forward into Ron’s hand when his fingers circled the base. He was beginning to sweat lightly, and Ron was getting more and more aggressive, plunging his tongue into his mouth and tasting every bit of him.

Draco felt his whole body shifting energy and his lower torso tightened up. He knew the feeling from wanking off so much as a third and fourth year. All of a sudden Ron pulled his hand away and rose up. Draco looked up and watched as Ron took the waist of his shorts and pulled them off.

Draco held his breathe and Ron hooked one of his legs over his shoulder and rested between his legs. Taking his cock in a firm grip he took the head in his mouth. Draco let out a loud groan and the sensations filled his body. Ron slid up and down on his cock so deeply that Draco was sure he felt the back of his throat.

Ron sucked him hard but not hard enough to hurt him. Draco’s head rolled back and forth and his ribs vanished and re-appeared as he heaved, clutching the pillow behind him as Ron swallowed his cock down.

Ron continued sucking while shifting Draco’s legs out on either side of him, bending his knees. He reached under him and took his ass in a squeeze lifting his hips up and down as he sucked.

Draco began grunting out, and his hips began to move up and down quicker. He was going to cum but Ron wasn’t moving away. “Ron….. I…… Ron ……” He gasped out.

Ron didn’t stop moving, he stayed where he was, balancing Draco with gentle squeezes of his posterior. Draco let his eyes drift shut and gave over to his body’s demands. He had warned Ron, but apparently he didn’t mind.

Draco howled out as his body tensed up. His hips lifted high and he felt his fluids gush out of him. He fell back in the bed and panted out, opening his eyes as Ron rose up, straddling his body. He reached for the table at the side of the bed. Draco hadn’t noticed it before, but it had a small towel on it. Ron lowered his lips and spit into the towel. He replaced the rag and took a drink from the fizzy glass that appeared. The room was aware of every need.

Ron replaced the glass and rested his body on top of Draco again. “Did you like that?” He asked, toying with his hair, and running his thumb along a finely arched eyebrow.

“Yes.” Draco answered. Ron was so attentive and he basked in the feeling of being pampered.

“Good.” Ron leaned down and placed light kisses along his cheeks, jaw and lips. This had turned out to be some night.
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