Voyeur

A/N: So yet another chapter. I have decided that I will definitely do 15 chapters. I will also continue past theat point for as long as possible without adding in any thing that really resembles a plot. I am really liking this and the characters are so interesting. For those reading Taught to Wed, I shohavehave the next chapter of that out in a day or two. It\'s a make or break type chapter and I want to make sure it isn\'t the latter. Have to get it just right. I\'ve also updated One Hundred Words, which is a collection of my Drabbles and so far one 30 min fic. Well anyways, on with the show.

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You watched him watch Draco leave. He looked almost sa see see the blonde leave. You were certainly sure that after everything that happened last night they would push you aside. That it was just a joke. Or that they only wanted to see how far you’d go. You began breathing heavily, tears nearly forming. You did all you could to bite them back. But Harry saw them forming.

He looked at you serenely, his fingers reaching out to gently stroke your torso. It was soothing, and you could feel your panic settling down. Maybe it would all be ok. His fingers continue their gentle ministrations. You begin moving closer to him, curling into his arms. Your erection is still going strong despite the tears that are straining to take over your body.

He wraps his arms around you snugly, pressing his lips to your forehead. You let out a sigh as he kisses your hair, as it is hanging over your brow like it always has. “I love you,” he whispers against your skin and hair. You can’t help but repeat the words back to him, “I love you, too.”

You lay there for a while snuggled up to his warm body, taking comfort in his attention. You’re not sure how long it can last. You’re sure at any moment he’s going to tell you that you have to leave. That it was all just a game, that it was just this once. Dra Draco doesn’t feel the same about you as Harry does. And you know deep down he doesn’t. He’s never been your friend.

“We want you, Ron,” Harry mumbles. “We would like for you to be part of our relationship.”

“Like your boyfriend?” you ask naively. Harry chuckles and his breath causes your hair to brush across your brow in a most delightful manner.

“Something like that,” he says. You let out a sigh of relief and his hand begins feathering across your back. If you weren’t already hard, you’re sure that would have done the job. You reach your arm out and wrap it around him, mimicking his ministrations. You’re really not sure what to do. Last night they took control. And now it seems Harry is leaving it to you.

You want to give back to Harry what Draco and him gave you last night. You just don’t know what to do, where to start. You think maybe a kiss would be a good start. “Harry, canikissyou?” you say quickly under your breath.

He chuckles; you can feel his body shaking with each bit of laughter. “Of course you can, Ron, but you don’t have to ask,” he says, kissing your forehead again. He then readjusts himself so that he is face to face with you. He’s no longer protecting you; you are on equal ground.

You close your eyes and tentatively brush your lips across his. His arm slides up and his finger entwine in your hair. He’s holding you to his lips. He really does want this. You press your lips firmly against his, parting your lips slightly. You let your tongue dart out, licking his lower lip, before quickly retreating. You think maybe you were moving too quickly. Harry repeats your action, but doesn’t take it further. You can tell he wants you to set the pace.

You try again, this time your courage holds up and you gain entrance to his mouth. You explore it with the same eagerness as a child opening a gift on Christmas morning. His tongue meets yours, sending sparks throughout your body. You can’t help but let out a tiny moan, and your hips buck up against his. Your erection meets his own and sends a new urgency to your kisses. YourYour breathing is getting heavier and your one hand is on his cheek, holding his face you yours, while your other hand explores his backside. Your hand glides across his arse and he thrusts against you. You try again, this time leaving your hand firmly grasping him. He lets out a deep moan into your mouth, his leg siding up over yours and pinning you to him.

His hand moves from your hair and you compensate by moving your hand from his face to his hair. Harry reaches between you and tweaks one of your nipples and you break away from the kiss. Out of breath and flushed so deeply that your hair looks pale. “You ok, Ron?” he asks breathily.

“Mhmmm,” you say. You kiss him once more, chastely this time. He seems ready to protest, but when you move your lips to his neck he lets out satisfied sigh. You push him onto his back and straddle him. Your cocks pressed together. You move your mouth up to his ear and kiss his earlobe. He keeps letting out little moans of encouragement, making sure you continue your ministrations.

You test the waters and lightly nibble his ear and he thrusts his hips up into yours. You continue playing with his earlobe for a minute before making your way down his body with your mouth. You leave little kisses along his collarbone and stroke the dip in the center of it with your tongue. He keeps moving into your ministrations and you know you’re doing well.

Your mouth finds its way to his now erect nipples. You lick your way around the tiny nub before pulling it fully into your mouth, you give it a testing nibble and he bucks against you again. “Ron,” falls softly from his mouth. You nibble again, increasing the pressure, followed by a soothing kiss before moving to the other nipple.

You slowly make your way down the center of his torso, alternating between kisses, licks and nibbles. You reach his belly button, your chest now resting over his erection, and lick a circle around it. The trail of hair below his navel tickles your chin as you continue your ministrations.

You grasp your hand around his cock and begin stroking it, much like you’ve done to yourself many times over the past couple of years. You kiss the head of his penis, before darting your tongue out again. Harry’s moans increase and you take him into your mouth. You begin licking the underside of his cock as you take it little by little into your mouth. His cock touches the anceance to your throat and you gag. He feels your contracting muscles and tells you that you don’t have to do this. Pulling away you insist that you want to.

You decide to keep to the upper half until you get used to this, your hand twisting around the base of his cock. Using your other hand you begin to play with his testicles. Your hand slips and your fingers press against his perineum and he hisses, “Merlin, Ron, that feels great.” You press harder and with the base of your palm you can feel his balls contract. You take a little more of him into your mouth, your lips pressed firmly against your twisting hand. You feel him come and you begin furiously sucking, trying to swallow his semen as it shoots into your mouth.

When he’s done coming, he pulls you up to his mouth kissing you deeply. He mumbles something about the two of you tasting good together and you’re lost in though about what he means by that. He pushes you onto your back and you are torn from your thoughts though when he takes your own cock into his mouth, expertly doing what you did for him. You can’t think about anything other than how good it feels and soon you are coming, screaming out his name.

He kisses you again aou hou have to agree that you do taste good together.

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A/N 2: Thanks to all who have reviewed.

Tegan: I\'m so glad to see you have your priorities in order. I don\'t think this \'story\' would work in any other POV than 2nd person. And yes for the most part the chapters can stand alone, but they\'re really starting to intertwine even more.

Jeanette: Stop bragging! I could always revoke the snippets... nah I wouldn\'t do that... I\'d never get anything written if I did. You\'re the best writing buddy and beta ever.

MissCrystalix: I\'m so glad to hear you love the story. I will keep writing.

Nesscafe: I hope this chapter lived up to the last one. If it makes you feel any better I had the window cracked while writing this... mind you is like not even 50 degrees outside... and I\'m sitting right in front of it and was still warm.

Frulie: Yay! At least now I\'ll have good company! :-)