The Engagement Kiss

“Don’t forget a contraceptive spell!” called Az after him feeling better now that Harry’s wayward magic had faded. He couldn’t help the sideways glance at Ron before training his eyes forward again he certainly couldn’t try and mate with someone who already had a mate. Even if kelikan’s did occasionally have more than one mate, he sighed this was going to be a long year.

(Warning rather heavy smut up ahead =D)

Chapter 22:

Harry woke up none to slowly and very horny. His brilliant green eyes spotted his mate next to him and took immediate action. He slinked forward and captured those lips, more than willing to oblige his mate when he took control pushing Harry back against the bed. Harry moaned and gasped prettily when Severus’ wandering hands found their way to his young lover’s pert nipples. Harry was beginning to think that the older man had a slight obsession with that particular part of him or maybe just the reactions the stimulus garnered. His turbulent thoughts stopped when Severus licked and bit on the sensitive nubs arching wantonly he moaned.

“Sev, Sev, Sevvvv” he chanted bucking his hips in need. Every instinct was clamoring in Harry’s mind that he needed Severus inside him now. Severus obliged, stretching his mate once again being very careful not to hurt him, and with a quick lubrication spell, after the one to remove all clothing of course. With a slow movement he began to enter Harry but the boy had other ideas he moved down and impaled himself on Severus with one movement moaning with satisfaction.

“Fast and hard, please Severus.” He whined, needy and desperate. Again Severus obliged his lover feeling it was better to go with the flow on this one Az had warned him that Harry would be wild. Though he really had little idea what was to come for the rest of the night. Harry and Severus moved at a rapid pace, while Harry was typically vocal in bed Severus was not but tonight he couldn’t seem to help the moans that slipped between his own lips as Harry’s magic served to heighten both their pleasure. Harry practically purred as his mate came inside him for once holding out longer than the older man.

Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that was part of the heat cycle and it would take far more stimulation for him to reach his own climax but Harry didn’t particularly care. He took advantage of his mate’s prone position to roll them over and ride him. Severus’ body took little convincing and he was hard again holding Harry’s waist and assisting him impale himself. Harry watched Severus’ face contort with pleasure and lust glazing over those obsidian eyes. All too quickly for Harry his mate was coming again with a strangled moan.

“Nng Harry…” he moaned looking up at his green eyed lover, the younger man leaned over to capture his mate’s lips again. Severus’ tongue grazed over Harry's lips requesting entrance. Harry complied. Their tongues battled, Severus winning out in the end, before they needed to break the kiss for air. Severus noted that Harry had yet to come and took matters into his own hands, so to speak. Withdrawing from Harry, ignoring the small whimper of protest he moved lower with a mischievous smirk. He watched Harry’s face as he licked the whole length of the boy’s cock. Harry’s eyes closed as he shivered with pleasure emitting a soft whimper when Severus took him entirely in his warm mouth. He arched and moaned as Severus’ wonderfully talented tongue did its work. Severus smirked around Harry and hummed loving the gasp Harry gave in response. The young Ander’s magic fluctuated sending hot waves down Severus’ spine every time he gave Harry pleasure. Soon both men were teetering on the edge, one final tease from Severus and Harry moaned a warning before he came. Severus followed as his lover’s magic pushed him over for the third time that night. Harry smiled and placed a loving kiss on Severus lips. They basked in the post orgasm glow but before long Harry was kissing down Severus stomach with a sneaky smile. The older man groaned;

“You are insatiable.” He muttered before indulging him.

“How long do yah think till we see them again?” Ron asked Az in amusement.

“Anywhere between a couple days to a week.” He replied with a smile, “Typically the heat cycle would end when Harry was impregnated but I don’t think their ready for that so it could be awhile.” He continued chuckling softly. Ron smiled too, but he was looking at the older Ander curiously. Though Az was impressively attractive when dressed as a male he was simply stunning as a female because of the leeway he had and strategically place make up that enhanced his natural looks it was much harder to ignore him this way. Not that Ron had found him easy to ignore to begin with and he knew the older male was his second mate but he had wanted the Ander to come to him however it wasn’t looking as if that were going to happen. Did Az think if he denied it long enough it would go away? Despite the fact that Ron felt a similar pull to Az like he had to Draco originally. Therein lay another problem the veela was very possessive and Ron knew that he wouldn’t like sharing him but he wouldn’t be able to hold back forever. Especially after seeing Az dressed like he was and the constant torture of seeing him every day.

“How will we explain their absence from classes?” He asked finally shaking his head and pulling himself back to their current problem. Az looked thoughtful and shrugged noncommittally;

“I say we let the headmaster stew in confusion for a few days, after all he doesn’t know yet who I am so I can’t exactly march in and say that Harry’s in heat. As Professor Hartell I wouldn’t know that.” Ron nodded he’d forgotten that. With a sigh he stood stretching purposefully so his open robes showed his tee-shirt riding up slightly giving the stubborn Ander a little glance of his well toned stomach. With a quick glance at Az he was satisfied to see a small blush staining his cheeks. Ron left the hospital wing with a wave which the Ander returned hesitantly then stood himself to find Poppy and inform her that her charge was in capable hands.

Ron looked around the common room for Hermione but she was nowhere to be seen so he went in search of Draco. Though he didn’t expect to find the blonde easily, he’d been embarrassed when he came out of whatever Harry did to him and ran off with a muttered apology and something about the Slytherin dorms. He tried to isolate his mates scent but there was simply too many other smells so he just headed for the dungeons hoping to catch either Draco or one of the better Slytherins on the way there. As it happened he was in luck and ran into Pansy, the girl looked annoyed but greeted him civilly.

“What did you do to Draco?” she demanded after the quick greeting.

“Is he alright?” Ron asked immediately worried, he hated that his mate had run off but it couldn’t be helped now. Pansy eyed him warily,

“Physically yes he’s fine but he hasn’t come out of his dorm room since he came back from the hospital wing. It had something to do with Potter did it not?” She replied looking annoyed that their trust was being so easily broken. Ron sighed,

“Yes and no…I’m sorry you’ll have to ask Harry it isn’t my secret to give. I assure you it was an accident and that none of us would hurt Draco purposefully least of all me.” He explained looking at her desperately, “Please let me see him?” he begged finally when she didn’t budge. The fact that he needed her to bring him to his mate was infuriating and demeaning but he needed to make sure his veela was alright.

“Fine, you hurt him again though and I won’t be nearly so lenient.” She replied and Ron suppressed a growl that this silly chit thought she could keep him from his mate. If needed he’d tear her apart but he wasn’t that desperate yet after all she’d said that Draco was unharmed physically which had sedated him slightly. The walked down the hall and entered the Slytherin Common room. The sight that met them made Pansy gasp in muted horror and Ron lost all control over his glamour. Several of the younger students were trapped in a corner by a strange spell wall and Blaise was lying bloodied in a corner while two big Slytherins had cornered Draco and were leering at him nastily. The redhead didn’t recognize the Slytherins cornering his mate and didn’t care, in one swift movement he was beside them and lifted one up buy the back of his robes.

“Bloody hell!” the brute exclaimed looking wildly around at the wolf boy. Ron didn’t care he carelessly tossed the boy against a wall. The stone in the wall responded to his anger wrapping around the boy and keeping him immobile. Pansy had gone to Blaise to make sure he was alright now they were both watching in amazement as Ron lifted the other hefty boy away from his mate, while Ron wasn’t skinny like Harry nor was he built like these boys yet he lifted them with such ease it was frightening. He tossed the other boy and he landed on the floor in front of the fireplace grate. The metal twisted and warped pinning the boys robes to the floor.

“Draco? Love are you alright?” He asked kneeling next to his mate. The blonde boy looked up at his mate in surprise he had know that Ron was stronger but not to this extent! He wrapped his arms around his mate’s neck.

“I’m alright…Is Blaise?” he asked pulling away to look around, spotting Blaise who waved. Draco sighed and looked back at his mate noticing something else.

“Your glamour dropped.” He commented dryly. Ron smiled and hugged him, lifting him up and settling on a couch with him in his lap. Pansy had cast a few healing spells on Blaise and cleaning spells so they joined them on the couch. Draco waved his wand at the spell wall keeping the others trapped and it vanished. Satisfied that everyone was alright Ron turned to his mate.

“What the hell happened?” he demanded. Draco blushed and looked down.

“I lost control of the veela thrall; I was … ah distracted after the thing in the hospital wing. Those thugs got hit with the thrall and sought me out Blaise most heroically defended me.” He summarized. Ron nuzzled his neck.

“Sorry I wasn’t here love.” He whispered and gave Blaise a grateful look.

“Okay this mushy shit is nice but what the hell are you?” Pansy demanded looking at the pair, once again information had been with held.

“Tired.” Ron replied with a sneaky smile; she frowned, Blaise snorted. Ron waved to them after promising an explanation at sometime and carried Draco back up to his dorm. Soon he would have to talk with the veela but that could wait now he needed to assure himself that his mate was alright.

A.N Hmm there was more Ron/Draco in this chapter than I intended but that’s ok I guess. Ron/Draco promised smut later today.