Shiver

Title: Shiver
Author: frk_werewolf
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Harry watches Ron.
Warning: this is pure FLUFF and I LOVE an aggressive Ron in bed. I can\'t help it. I like the idea of him getting growly and in control. *gasm*


He was shivering again. Harry could tell simply by looking across the room. The Gryffindor dorm was silent. The other boys were obviously asleep and Harry knew Ron was attempting it. The window had been left open again, and the gentle breeze was shifting Ron\'s drapes open. Harry could see the large form shiver lightly under the blankets.

Slowly Harry sat up and slid out of his bed. A snore erupted from Seamus\' corner, but otherwise the room remained silent. Softly padding across the small space between their beds, Harry reached over and pulled the window shut. Turnine loe looked down at his best friend\'s face. Ron was curled up in the blankets, completely tangled, with his mouth wide open. Harry smiled to himself and trailed one finger delicately across the redhead\'s cheek.

Ron mumbled something in his sleep, shifting around slightly. Carefully, Harry dropped to his knees and rested his elbows onto Ron\'s bed, watching his friend earnestly. Ron faced him, his red hair falling into his eyelids. One freckled hand was poking out of the blanket wrapping, palm upwards. Harry\'s green eyes remained on Ron\'s face as he delicatly slid his hand into Ron\'s. Ron\'s own hand slowly tightened around his own. Gentle blue eyes opened and Harry could only smile.

\"Can\'t sleep?\" Ron asked, his voice hoarse from sleep. Without waiting for a reply, Ron sat up and shifted the blankets around. He let go of Harry\'s hand and lifted one corner of the comforter. \"Come on, Harry.\"

Harry said nothing as his slid under the covers and leaned back into Ron\'s warmth. The taller boy wrapped his long arms around Harry\'s smaller torso as they curled onto their sides. Ron let his face fall into the crook of Harry\'s slightly thin neck, breathing in the scent set off by his unruly hair.

\"Nightmares again?\" Ron asked softly.

\"No.\" Harry replied, his voice slightly thick. Ron immediately reconigsed the slight tremor that was in Harry\'s voice and fought back a chuckle.

\"What is it, then? It\'s not every night you come crawling into my bed, you know.\" Ron mused. He could feel Harry snort.

\"You were shivering. I thought I\'d warm you up.\" Harry told him, though it appeared to only be the half truth.

\"Harry.\" Ron said softly, sliding his hand down Harry\'s clothed chest. The smaller boy\'s breath hitched at the movement and Ron couldn\'t hold back a chuckle that time. \"What do you want, Harry? Hmm?\"

\"Stop teasing.\" Harry mumbled, shifting closer towards Ron behind him. Ron\'s hand slowly moved in gentle circles on Harry\'s stomach. The movement was so soothing that Harry felt his eyes grow heavy. \"Mmm... Ron.\"

\"Yeah?\" Ron asked, his breath hitting Harry\'s ear and sending a shiver down his spine.

\"Stop that.\" Harry replied, his voice heavy from sleep and something else. Ron stopped his hand movement.

\"You sure about that?\" Ron whispered. His hand started moving a second later, this time downward and then under the thin nightshirt Harry was wearing.

\"Your never gonna let me sleep, are you?\" Harry asked, rolling over in Ron\'s arms until he curled himself up, face buried in Ron\'s neck. Ron couldn\'t help but smile. Harry was so dependant when it came to physical touch sometimes. Every once in a while he would just get in these moods were all he wanted to do was cuddle. Ron pulled Harry closer.

\"Your the one who woke me.\" Ron pointed out.

\"Did not.\" Harry replied, his voice muffled.

\"Did to.\" Ron said. Harry lifted his face and looked up at Ron. Ron grinned, causing the green-eyed boy to frown. \"I think I know what you want, Harry.\"

\"Don\'t be ru-\" Ron never got to find out what Harry was about to say as he pressed his lips against Harry\'s. Harry responded eagerly, opening his mouth in offering to Ron. Ron slipping his tongue carefully into Harry\'s mouth, stroking Harry\'s tongue with his own.

Harry\'s small hands suddenly found themselves pressed into the pillow, above his head, as Ron rolled onto him. A shiver of lust ran through his body as he felt Ron\'s erection through the thin cloth of pants. He wanted skin, but his struggling against Ron\'s strength was useless. Ron\'s lips left his own and he felt them trail, too lightly, across his jaw. Harry was hardly embarassed when the desperate whimper escaped his throat.

The slick feeling of Ron\'s tongue made Harry buck his hips up slightly. He could barely comprehend how Ron was effecting him, but right then he didn\'t care. He silently encouraged Ron as the redhead released his hands to unbutton his shirt. Ron made quick work of the buttons and immediately slipped the cloth over Harry\'s shoulders. Ron\'s hands went straight for Harry\'s stomach, trailing up and down gently. Harry let his eyes close as another shiver ran through him.

One of Ron\'s arms slipped around him, pulling him closer. Ron\'s other hand carefully pulled off Harry\'s glasses and set them far enough away where they wouldn\'t be crushed. Then Ron\'s lips once again met Harry\'s. Making sure he didn\'t break the kiss, Harry grasped the end of Ron\'s t-shirt and lifted. The lip\'s parted for a second, then smashed back together with passion and Ron\'s bare chest pressed against Harry\'s own.

Harry slipped his arms around Ron\'s neck as their tongues met once more, pulling Ron down against him. His legs seperated to alow Ron\'s more room. Ron pressed down, causing a friction between their erections. Harry let out a small noise between their lips and jerked his hips upward. Ron nipped at Harry\'s lower lip before moving downward to lick at his neck. Harry gripped him tighter, now rocking upward in a steady motion.

In one sudden motion, Harry found his pj-bottoms and boxers ripped off him. Giggling, he slipped his hands down until they slipped an inch under Ron\'s waistband. Ron growled deeply in his ear, his freckled hands slipping around his waist to rest firmly on his buttocks. Their kiss returned and deepened to the point where Harry felt like he was being sucked down Ron\'s throat. Oddly, it was a nice feeling.

\"Ron,\" Harry muttered, their lips seperating with a smack. Ron merely looked down at him, his eyes glazed over with lust. There was something else in their depths that Harry couldn\'t identify, but he pushed the thought away.

\"Yeah, Harry?\" Ron asked. His deep and thick voice sent a shiver down Harry\'s spine.

\"Your not naked.\" Harry stated. Ron attempted to fight back the chuckle gathering in his chest, but he failed. Harry glared playfully. \"You better be naked in five seconds, Mr. Weasley, or there will be dire consequences.\"

\"Harry.\" Ron said, lifting up to tug his pants and boxers down. \"Don\'t talk like that, you sound like Snape.\"

The clothing was tossed away and Ron leaned back down to press against the laughing body of Harry\'s. Harry\'s laughter stopped with a gasp as het Rot Ron\'s erection press against his own. The gasp melted into a moan as Ron started thrust forward slightly. Not harshly, but so slow and gentle that it created the perfect amount of friction and left Harry craving so much more.

Ron\'s tongue snaked lightly down his neck and onto his chest. His hands tightened their hold on Ron\'s shoulder, fingers curling until his nails dug into Ron\'s freckled skin as the tongue licked his nipple slowly. Harry released Ron\'s shoulder and slipped downward, brushing Ron\'s chest and stomach lightly. Ron dived down and kissed him as his hand finally came into contact with what it had been searching for.

Ron moaned deeply as Harry\'s hand closed itself around his erection. Harry\'s hand slowly started moving, pumping lazily. Ron\'s tongue slipping into Harry\'s mouth, tasting him as another growl ripped through his throat. Ron\'s hips started thrusting forward, into Harry\'s hand, desperate for more than just the slow movement. His tongue now moved out of Harry\'s mouth and down his cheek, until he was sucking on Harry\'s earlobe.

\"Want you.\" Ron growled out. Harry moaned in return. A desperate groping hand shot out, reaching for the nearby dresser. After what seemed like a long search, Harry\'s hand returned, holding the tube of lubricant. But Ron didn\'t reach for it, instead he let his gaze settle on Harry\'s face. \"I want to watch you... Please.\"

Harry bit his lower lip, his face now blushing heavily. Slowly, he nodded and uncaped the lid. He felt the feeling of emptyness that usually came when Ron was not near him as Ron rolled off his body. Ron rested on his side, front pressed against Harry, eyes watching him eagerly. Taking a deep breath, Harry spread his legs wider, bending one knee, and squeezed the gel-like lube onto his fingers.

Ron watched, entranced, as Harry\'s hand moved downward, past his hip, until it reaches it\'s destination. Then slick one finger sliped between Harry\'s cheeks and into what Ron can only describe as home. Harry\'s chest rose with a deep sigh. His hand moving, the finger making small, tiny thrusts. Then Harry paused, bit his lip again, and added another finger.

A groan filled the air and Ron is barely aware that it is his own. His hand slid forward, stroking Harry\'s stomach as the green-eyed boy started to rock against his own thrusts. Stomach muscles quivering, Harry added yet another finger, a soft mewly escaping his lips. And Ron couldn\'t take it anymore. The sight was too much. He grabbed the tube of lubricant and squeezed out enough to coat his erection.

He rolled back onto Harry, pulling Harry\'s hand away from what his body is suddenly telling him is his. Harry whimpered slightly as Ron\'s lips met his own in a bruising kiss. The kiss quickly became gentle, Ron\'s tongue lightly trailing across Harry\'s lips. Harry parted them, meeting Ron\'s tongue with his own. Drawing the tongue into his mouth, Ron groaned as Harry sucked on it.

Hands traveling downward, Ron opened his eyes and met Harry\'s green ones. Harry shivered as Ron\'s hands slid down his stomach. Further down until his arm slipped under the crook of Harry\'s knees, pulling them upwards. Harry\'s hand rested on Ron\'s chest, placed delicately over his heartbeat, as his other arm wrapped itself around his neck.

Harry held his breath, relaxing his body, as he felt the tip of Ron\'s erection pushing into him. The slow sensation of being filled, a slight burn, an almost pain. But the pleasure was so much more that Harry pusheed the idea of it hurting out the window. And then Ron was in and Harry felt so full that he was going to burst. But it only got better.

Ron willed himself to move slowly, to slowly pull out and then thrust forward at a steady pace. Yet, it seemed Harry would have none of it. His hips thrusted up, impaling himself on Ron\'s length, wrapping his legs around the freckled hips. Ron grunted into Harry\'s neck, moving faster and faster. His arm wrapped around Harry\'s waist, lifting the smaller boy up to allow him to penetrate deeper. He can feel the shivers of each thrust, each touch to Harry\'s protrate, running through the other\'s body. His breath quickened.

\"Ron.\" Harry moaned before biting lightly on the shoulder before him. Ron growled slightly and Harry fights down a chuckle at the sound. Ron\'s head jerked back far enough for to see Harry\'s face properly. He knew he was close.

\"Harry...\" Ron said softly, the name punctuated by a small moan and deep thrust. \"Harry, touch yourself... Let me see you come.\"

A long groan ted ted from Harry\'s throat at Ron\'s words and he felt his hand move of it\'s own accord to his erection. He gripped it tightly, eyes fluttering from the dual attack his body was now experiencing. Pumping his hand quickly, hips jerking upward.

Lips pressed against Harry\'s, blunt teeth biting down on his lower lip as a shudder and pure lightning seemed to wrack both boy\'s bodies at the exact same moment. A thrust, another, and Ron\'s body collasped onto Harry\'s like liquid.

Harry slowly lifted his arms and wrapped them around Ron\'s body, unable to move more than that. He welcomon\'on\'s weight and sighed softly. Ron let out a small moan before sliding off, and out, of Harry. They curled up together, Harry\'s arms not leaving Ron\'s body. y may made a content noise as a last minute shiver ran through Ron\'s body.

\"Bloody hell.\" Ron suddenly said, breaking the quiet that had entrapt the dorm room. Harry blinked open his eyes and looked up at Ron, who was blushing furiously.

\"What?\" Harry asked.

\"We forgot to put a Silencing Charm on the bed.\" Ron said, his voice above a whisper.

\"Damn right you did!\" A voice exclaimed from across the room. Harry groaned in embarrassment and burried his face into the crook of Ron\'s neck as Seamus erupted into laughter from his bed. A small giggle could be heard from Neville, while Dean merely shook his head and rolled over.