Wash the Dishes

Title: Wash the Dishes

Rated: NC-17

No Flamers. Constructive Critism allowed.

"Ron, your sister, brothers, Hermione and I are going out."

"Why?"

"For new robes. You already have robes, seeing as you haven't grown much. But Sirius will stay with you."

"Fine. What about Harry."

"He's out with Remus and Tonks, seeing a play. Remus wanted to give Harry "The Talk". So..."

"Oh...well anyway."

"Ron, dear. While were out, could you do the dishes please? Theres not that many.Ginny and Hermione wanted a snack. Then soon the twin's wanted to eat as well. Well bye dar." *kiss*

"Bye Mum."

Ron didn't even have time to argue back, soon the whole lot of them left by floo. So Ron turned around and soaked his hands in the warm water. He felt around for the purple dish sponge and began to slowly nip the cracker and jam away from the plates. And for some odd reason dried catsup and peas. 'Fred and George are weird.' Ron thought.

Half way through the dishes Ron heard the door open and swing shut. "Oh, Hello Sirius. You're here, I forgot."

"Ron."

It didn't seem anything, until a minute went by (or so) that Ron realized that Sirius hadn't said anything except his name. Or made any noise for that matter. He looked around his shou and and nearly jumped a foot when he saw Sirius was nearly six inches away from his back.

"Sirius!" Ron yelled. "What...what are you doing?"

"You smell nice Ron."

"Uh...thanks. Sirius what can I get for you?"

"Ron this is my house. I can 'have' anything or...anybody I want." Sirius said ina huky voice. He slipped a hand under Rons shirt, and listened to him gasp with surprise. He slid hsi hand across Ron's skin, feeling it under his fingers. "Ron, you're so hot."

"Um..." Ron's voice was quivering. 'Oh, my, word. What is he doing?' he thought.

Sirius slid his other hand down Ron's back and grasped his nahip hip under his jeans with the other hand. He could hear Ron's breathing begin to accelerate.

"You know Ron, let me show you how to *pause* 'properly' wash these dishes." Sirius whispered in Ron's ear, running his fingers down Ron's spine.

"Um...n-no, that's quite alright. I think my mum will be fine with my cleaning."

"Oh, but see Ron, those plates and cups, belong to me. I would like them to be washed a certain way."

Sirius took his hands off of Ron's back and hip, and slid them down to Ron's hands, and slowly circled the plate. Hungry for flesh, Sirius opened his mouth and sucked Ron's neck slowly. He was very much delighted when he was rewarded with a scared whimper.

"Sirius, please!" said Ron, trying to break away from Sirius's grip. He did manage to break his handsy, sy, slopping dish water on the cor.
r.

"Shut up!" Sirius yelled. It was good that everyone had gone. Because he yelled so loud that it would have made the Weasleys goul happy. All he did manage to do was make Ron jump and stand still. Sirius turned Ron around, rather roughly, and began to devour his neck. Ron's breath caught in his throat. He began to scan his position quickly, looking for an escape route. He found one. It was around the cutting counter in the middle of the kitchen, and climb over the table. Around the counter, over the table. He groaned as Sirius gently squeezed his groin. "Like that do you?" Sirius mocked Ron.

Ron shook his head as Sirius thrusted his hips against Ron's, dry humping him, lifting Ron a bit. 'This is my chance' Ron thought just as Sirius unbuttoned his captives pants. Suddenly Ron broke loose, and started to run. He swooped around the counter, and leaped onto the table as he was violently jerked back. Sirius caught Ron before he fell onto the stone floor. "Ron, Ron, Ron..." Sirius chided. "You forget. I know a thing or two about escaping." Sirius said before letting his mouth desend upon Ron's. His tongue teased open Ron's mouth, allowing the older man to taste the yonger boy.

As suddenly as Ron tried to escape Sirius broke the kiss, and jerked Ron to his feet. "Now Ron it has occured to me, that you would rather do things the hard way." Sirius yanked Ron's pants down to his knees.

"Oh gosh! HELP! HELP!" Ron called, hoping he would get lucky and some one would hear him.

"No one can hear you Ron. But go on and screm, I love a struggle." He laughed. "On your knees, we're going on the floor." Before Ron could react Sirius grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down. Sirius, covered Ron's body with his own. He grinded his groin against Ron's back, and groaned. Sirius pulled his own pants down and pulled out his rather large cock as he said "Turn over, now!"

Ron turned around, and was pushed on his back by Sirius's hand. "Open your mouth." Sirius commanded, as he positioned his cock over Ron's mouth. "OPEN!" he yelled as he pulled Ron's hair. Ron gasped at the pain and Sirius took advantage of his open mouth and thrusted into Ron's mouth. 'Oh it is so warm' Sirius thought, as he felt Ron open his mouth wider.

"I want you to suck, use your tongue- aww fuck it!" and thrusted in and out of his mouth. Not caring how much he was hurting Ron. "Ohh, swallow!"

And he came, deep in Ron's mouth. He had to be in his throat. Ron whimpered, as Sirius pushed his pelvis at his face. Ron didn't swallow, but Sirius didn't care. He pulled out and turnem ovm over. "Ron, are you a virgin?"

"Yes." Ron's voice cracked, as he feared what came next.

"No one has ever made you come?"

"No." said Ron crying, his tears dropping to the stone floor.

"Good." he said, thrusting his length into Ron.

"AHH! It hurts!"

"Shut up and take it!" Sirius spread Ron's legs wider. He thrusted his cock in and out, rocking Ron's body up and down. His grunting became louder as he could feel himself expanding in Ron's arse. Ron lifted his body as Sirius felt around for his captives cock.

He grabbed it firmly, he could feel Ron was very hard. "Ha! You learn to go with it eh Ron?" Ron whimpered as the thrusts became quicker and less restrained.

"Come." Sirius said, his voice husky with need. "Come now! I want to feel it!"

Soon Ron gave up, and with a dying whimper his body shook with releasnd Snd Sirius's hand was flooded with warm seed. Ron shook so hard, his body tensed, and at the same time, Sirius's impaled Ron with his own fluid.

"Oh yes! Take it Ron! Oh yes!"

Soon they both slumped to the floor panting, Sirius still inside Ron.

"You say anything to anyone about this, and I'll do to Harry what I did to you." He warned, slipping out of Ron. Why don't you go upstairs and rest. I'll finish the dishes."

End