Reciprocation

Disclaimer: Nope, still do not own them.
A/N: This is a bonus chapter since I had a fair few reviews mad at me because I left them without sex. LOL THis is basically a PWP scene. Hope you all enjoy and please, please review so I can give you hugs and cookies! ;)

Unbeated as of yet. 2-1-06 Now Betaed by the lovely thesnapelyone

Chapter five: The Bonus Chapter


Following a long over due snog, Harry and Ron broke apart, each panting for oxygen. After several minutes of companionable silence accompanied with both boys squirming around so they were comfortably arranged in each others arms, Ron sighed as he laid his head down on Harry's chest. He had closed his eyes and was innocently running his
fingers across Harry's chest. He picked his head up abruptly, however, when he heard Harry inhale sharply.

"Don't stop," Harry moaned, his eyes fluttering shut.

Ron looked on confused until he realized his fingers were rubbing one of Harry's nipples which was hardening by the second. Splaying his hand flat out over Harry's upper torso, Ron leaned over to place a soft kiss on the aroused bit of flesh. Amused at the encouraging reaction he received from Harry, he continued to kiss the area,
following each kiss with a flick of his tongue. Slowly Ron moved his tongue down Harry's rib cage and paused at his mate's naval to look at Harry's cock which was once again standing upright proudly from his dark thatch of hair. Ron was suddenly overwhelmed with the need to taste.

"Harry....can I?" Ron asked as his hand ghosted over his boyfriend's erection.

Harry's eyes snapped open and nodded his head slowly. "Anything. You can do anything you want, Ron."

Ron smiled shyly at Harry and slid down the bed so that he was eye level with Harry's waist. At first there were only a few tentative touches and kisses, but as Ron got more of a feeling for it, he began licking Harry's shaft upward from the base to the leaking tip. Experimentally he covered the head of his boyfriend's cock with his mouth and sucked up the translucent liquid that had collected there, causing Harry to thrust his hips up. His mouth puckering slightly at the strange, new taste did not deter Ron as he held Harry's hips down to keep the boy in place and took more of the rigid flesh into his mouth.


It took Ron a few moments of trial and error with regards to remembering to breathe through his nose and not to let his teeth graze the skin before he became at ease with his mouthful. Ron smiled around Harry's cock as the boy made the most delicious little noises of pleasure. The redhead was really getting into it, sucking hard while swirling his tongue around the length when he felt a great tug on his hair. Pulling his mouth off with a loud pop, Ron raised his questioning eyes at Harry.

"I want you inside me," Harry managed to whisper.

Ron swallowed hard and licked his suddenly dry lips. "Are you sure? I...I mean I haven't done this before," he stammered.

"Yes, I'm sure and I know you haven't done this before, but I have and will show you," Harry replied, smiling warmly at his soon to be lover.

Ron's eyebrows narrowed and his face darkened. "With who?"

"It's not important," came the whisper from the boy beneath him as he
averted his eyes.

"It is to me."

Harry laid there quietly for several seconds before replying, "Seamus and Dean. They taught me together a year ago because I was curious. But look," he reached up and grabbed Ron's chin so he was sure he had eye contact. "You are the one I want. You're the one that matters, not them." He punctuated his statement with a slow, meaningful kiss to Ron's lips. "I love you, Ron. Please," he added, pleading.

Ron closed his eyes to try to regain his composure. "Yes. I love you,
too. Tell me what I have to do."

Pulling back, Harry leaned over to his bedside table and extracted a tube of lubricant from the drawer. He removed the cap and smeared the gel onto his fingers before carefully placing the tube next to him. "Watch," he murmured to Ron as he brought his knees to his chest and reached down to insert a finger into his rectum. With measured movements, Harry thrust the finger in and out as his other fingers teased the puckered opening all the while smiling at Ron's open mouthed stare. Soon he was able to take first two fingers and then three fingers before he pulled them out completely. Easing his legs down, he grabbed the lubricant and applied more to his fingers. He grinned at the moan he was rewarded from Ron when he grabbed the redhead's prick and began to slick him up.

"Just go slow," Harry cautioned as he laid back down, placing a pillow
beneath his hips.

Ron nodded, still a bit dumbfounded as he gingerly eased his cock into Harry. Inch by inch, he slipped into the tight warmth until he was fully imbedded. He was about to pull out again when Harry's hand gripped his wrist.

"Wait! I need a moment," Harry groaned, face grimacing. "You are bigger than you
look," he added with a cheeky grin, as he nodded for Ron to continue.

Ron blushed profusely and bent his head as he began ever so carefully thrusting in and out of Harry. Fucking Harry was even better than Ron had imagined. He had dreamt of it so often, but never believed his cock would feel like it fit so perfectly in Harry's tight, little hole. His reverie was broken as Harry began pushing his hips, trying
to get Ron to move faster, which Ron, of course, obliged.

"Harder," Harry whimpered as Ron began drilling into him mercilessly. The sweat was pouring off of Ron's forehead and falling onto Harry's chest, adding moisture to the already heated skin. He winced slightly, but did not complain as Ron's fingernails pressed hard into his hips, surely leaving crescent shaped marks behind in their wake. They were not bruises and scratches to Harry; they were the markings of Ron on his body that Harry would proudly wear.

Sensing Ron approaching to completion, Harry gripped his prick and began forcefully wanking himself. His orgasm came over him like a tidal wave as he shot jets of come onto the bed, Ron and himself. Ron followed shortly after as Harry's rectum clenched down almost painfully on his cock, squeezing the juices from him. Juices, which he
gladly filled Harry's hole with, reminding Harry that he was in fact Ron's.

Ron collapsed on top of Harry, cock still lodged inside his lover, as he attempted to slow his panting. Harry held onto him tightly and brought him even closer so that their chests were flush. They lovingly kissed and languidly stroked each other while coming off of their high.

"Not bad for my first time, eh?" Ron asked a beatifically smiling Harry as he slid his prick out of him.

Harry reached up and brushed off a strand of ginger from Ron's face. "Not bad at all. And to think; we get to do that over and over again," he replied grinning, before sealing the deal with a kiss.