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Snogging with the Enemy
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Draco/Ron
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
6,942
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Four
Ron moaned and thrust his hips backward as Draco rimmed him. Draco kept one hand on Ron’s ass to balance him; with the other, he began to jerk Ron off, and Ron’s moans got even louder.
Draco paused to moisten one finger. It slid into Ron’s hole smooth as anything, and Draco began to move it out and in, out and in, slowly, and Ron squirmed and gasped in ecstasy. On its way in, it brushed against something hard, and Ron almost jumped out of his skin in response.
Draco jerked his finger away. “Did I hurt you?” he asked anxiously.
“HURT me?” Ron panted, his face split in a wide grin. “Merlin, no! That felt amazing! What did you do?”
Draco cocked his head. “I’m not sure……I felt my finger hit something, and then you jumped.”
“Can you hit it again?” Ron asked eagerly.
“Maybe later.” Draco gently pushed Ron down on his back. “There was something else I did you seemed to like, and I think it’s time you returned the favor.”
Ron looked momentarily confused—and then Draco lowered himself down on Ron’s face, and whatever look Ron had then, Draco’s was pure pleasure—and no small amount of satisfaction.
Ron hesitantly let his tongue glide along Draco’s skin, savoring the salty sweat. He drew closer and closer—and when he heard Draco gasp, he knew he’d hit the bullseye.
Draco moaned and gasped as Ron’s tongue plunged in and out of his hole, but the position wasn’t all that comfortable, and he soon felt his thigh start to cramp. “St..stop for a sec,” he gasped as he rolled off Ron.
“What’s wrong?” Ron asked.
“Leg was giving out.” Draco got to his feet, stretching and massaging the muscles. Ron looked on appreciatively. Draco had, after all, amazing legs.
“So……you said you’d try to hit something again later,” Ron reminded him. “Does this count as later?”
Draco smiled. “Yeah….yeah, I’d say it does,” he said. “Get up and bend over.”
Draco paused to moisten one finger. It slid into Ron’s hole smooth as anything, and Draco began to move it out and in, out and in, slowly, and Ron squirmed and gasped in ecstasy. On its way in, it brushed against something hard, and Ron almost jumped out of his skin in response.
Draco jerked his finger away. “Did I hurt you?” he asked anxiously.
“HURT me?” Ron panted, his face split in a wide grin. “Merlin, no! That felt amazing! What did you do?”
Draco cocked his head. “I’m not sure……I felt my finger hit something, and then you jumped.”
“Can you hit it again?” Ron asked eagerly.
“Maybe later.” Draco gently pushed Ron down on his back. “There was something else I did you seemed to like, and I think it’s time you returned the favor.”
Ron looked momentarily confused—and then Draco lowered himself down on Ron’s face, and whatever look Ron had then, Draco’s was pure pleasure—and no small amount of satisfaction.
Ron hesitantly let his tongue glide along Draco’s skin, savoring the salty sweat. He drew closer and closer—and when he heard Draco gasp, he knew he’d hit the bullseye.
Draco moaned and gasped as Ron’s tongue plunged in and out of his hole, but the position wasn’t all that comfortable, and he soon felt his thigh start to cramp. “St..stop for a sec,” he gasped as he rolled off Ron.
“What’s wrong?” Ron asked.
“Leg was giving out.” Draco got to his feet, stretching and massaging the muscles. Ron looked on appreciatively. Draco had, after all, amazing legs.
“So……you said you’d try to hit something again later,” Ron reminded him. “Does this count as later?”
Draco smiled. “Yeah….yeah, I’d say it does,” he said. “Get up and bend over.”