Punished

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Authoress Notes: Thanks to Shannon for the beta read! Thanks to Malfoy Dragon for the challenge --> Draco/Ron; Pain, BDSM, Ron's first time; One-Shot. This is the first BDSM fic I've ever written, so please be kind when giving feedback. This is also the first Draco/Ron I have written, so um, please don't be too harsh :)
Word Count: 2,659 ((Does not include -- symbols or 'The End'))
Written on: December 28, 2004
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He couldn't believe this was happening to him. He couldn't believe that he was actually tied to the headboard of his bed by his wrists while his ankles were now tied to the foot of the bed, nor could he believe that he was blindfolded and gagged. What had he done to deserve this?

Oh, yeah. That. He had interrupted his boyfriend's apprenticeship with Snape, which caused a wrong ingredient to be thrown inside and explode. It was an accident, but he had known from the look on his boyfriend's face that he was indeed in trouble. He had stuttered his apology then bolted out of the Potion's classroom before he could look at the infuriated look in his boyfriend's eyes.

He had hoped that after a few hours, Draco would have forgiven him for what he had done, but much to his misfortune, when he had come back to their shared flat in London, it was he that had gotten surprised. Draco had been hiding in the shadows and when he wasn't suspecting anything, had put a blindfold on him then put the gag in place. At first, it had scared him, and then he heard his boyfriend's voice and knew hell had begun.

This was how he had ended up in this position. The idea of being in this position had scared him in the beginning, but because of Draco whispering in his ear and his touches, Ron wasn't as scared. In fact, it excited him to know his boyfriend would punish him with his dominance. Secretly, this was something Ron had always wanted to see.

In the three years since they had graduated from Hogwarts, things had changed dramatically. Voldemort, much to everyone's surprise, had won the war, and because of Draco's help in accomplishing that, Voldemort had spared Ron while Hermione had been thrown into slavery along with the others that had fought along side the defeated Harry Potter.

In their seventh year, Ron had found himself attracted to the blonde wizard, but despite being scared of those feelings, he had embraced them. He had been the one to make the first move on Draco, but after that, it was Draco that had taken charge. Oh, he never told anyone about his feelings for the blonde Death Eater, neither of them wanting to let anyone in on their relationship.

After graduation, Draco had tried to persuade him into moving their relationship to the next step, but Ron had wanted to wait until the war had ended so that they wouldn't have to worry about complications. After all, they were fighting on opposite sides. Ron wasn't about to allow himself to feel too deeply for him in case he lost him.

A year after graduation, the war had begun and within the next year, both sides had lost several fighters, then the battle had ended on the same day in which it had begun. Draco had stood side by side with Voldemort as his second hand as they both had looked at the fallen body of Harry Potter. Ron had held Harry and had shed tears for the man he had called a brother, but before Ron had known what happened, Harry's body had vanished and he was locked inside a cell with Hermione, and their fellow survivors.

For almost a year, they had stayed in there then much to their surprise, Draco had joined them and had spared Ron's life. Ron, of course, had struggled because he didn't want to leave Hermione alone, but Draco had been convincing. Since his freedom from the cell, more things had changed for the red-haired Weasley.

Life had started to go back to normal as if the war had never happened. Hogwarts was reopened with a new headmaster, Snape was now involved with both Potions and DADA teachings, and Draco had become Snape's apprentice in Potions while Ron had been allowed to become involved with Quidditch. When he had been given the choice to either stay by Draco's side or return to the others as a slave, despite how much he had cared for and loved Hermione, his love for Draco had become even deeper. It was something he couldn't lose.

So here it was, four years after his first kiss with Draco that he was about to give Draco his virginity in the oddest way possible for him. Although they had had a relationship since Hogwarts, he and Draco had never gone this far. He had, of course, given Draco pleasure with his mouth and his hands, Draco giving him the same, but they had never actually done the deed.

Sighing to himself, Ron turned to his head and tried to figure out where his boyfriend was, hoping he was in the room. He was growing eager, the erection between his legs showing just how eager he was becoming. Ron pulled at the restraints gently, shivering when he felt a finger over his erection. Ron licked his lips and moved his hips toward the finger, wanting more contact. The game was about to begin.

Draco had watched from their window as Ron had moved over the bed, his face full of concentration and that had shown Draco that Ron was thinking of the past. For Draco, everything was finally falling into place. It had begun with a simple kiss, then a courtship, then the war had started and they had parted ways. Then once Voldemort had won, Draco had spent a year showing Voldemort that Ron was worthy of living out of slavery. When he had suggested that Ron be his pet, Voldemort had agreed and Ron had been set free.

He had taken Ron as a slave of sort, but each time Ron had denied him, Draco had started to see him as a challenge and over the year he had started to feel something extremely deep for him. It had frightened him, but then he found it even more challenging. He hadn't realized just how much he had wanted him until Ron had caused him to mess up on his potion. He had never thought to use dominance over his beloved, but after that little stunt, Draco knew drastic measures had to be taken.

Draco smirked to himself as he moved over the bed and dragged a finger over Ron's erection, letting his pet know that the game was about to start. When Ron's body had shivered due to his touch, it had pleased Draco to know he was the cause of Ron's excitement. Draco smirked a little darker as he watched Ron, licking his lips in delight.

Ron arched his body a little, trying to get more then just a single touch over his body. Draco shook his head and crawled over Ron slowly, dragging his tongue over him as he went. Draco nipped at Ron's nipple and bit it between his teeth, watching Ron's mouth open even more. As he moved over his body, Draco bent his head down and whispered something against Ron's ear, causing the young man to shiver even more.

Draco crawled down and without hesitation, took Ron's length into his mouth, the action caused Ron to moan into the gag and thrust his hips, pushing himself deeper into Draco's mouth. Draco moaned when he felt the tip touch the back of the throat, his eyes half shut and over Ron's face. Draco moved his head up and down slowly, taking his sweet time.

Ron shivered all over, wishing to the entire God's that he could do something to show his gratitude for Draco's mouth over him. Under the blindfold, Ron's eyes rolled into the back of his head as his fingers bent in a cringe, thrusting himself into his boyfriend's mouth. Draco raised a hand and placed it over Ron's hips, keeping him in place.

Ron groaned in frustration, knowing this was part of his punishment. Not only was he bound and gagged, but also he couldn't even participate in something that he completely loved. Draco sped up his motions and just as Ron felt himself on edge, he felt something being fastened around the base of his length. Yes, Draco was trying to punish him.

Draco chuckled darkly and raised his hand, removing the gag from Ron's mouth. "Are you enjoying yourself, my pet?" Draco asked in a dark and seductive voice.

Ron coughed a little, his voice hoarse. "What the bloody hell did you fasten around me?"

Draco crawled over him and bent his head, whispering against his ear as he ground his leather-clad erection against Ron's. "A cock ring, of course."

Ron shivered then blinked under the blindfold, his mouth opening in surprise. "A co...cock ring??? Are you mad???"

Draco smirked and nipped at his ear then bit it, teasing it as he tugged it gently. "Oh, but I think it looks delicious, my pet," he whispered against his ear. "See, I am going to bring you on the brink of ecstasy so many times that by the end of tonight, you are going to be screaming and begging for me to allow you to come. I messed up a really good potion tonight because of your...interruption...and now, you need to be punished."

Despite the fear rolling through his body, Ron shivered and whimpered. Just the image of Draco punishing him was making his erection even harder to control. If Draco could cause this reaction in him, Ron already knew it was going to be a hellish, yet delicious, night.
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After several hours of teasing and bringing Ron to the brink of ecstasy, Draco raised his eyes and looked at his boyfriend's face, licking his lips slowly. There he laid, his hair covered in sweat and his face red out of frustration and aggravation. Draco smirked to himself as he moved back, finally removing his own pants and letting his cock spring free. Draco threw his pants to the side then crawled back over the bed, licking his lips a little more.

Ron was frustrated, aggravated, and annoyed. During the hours that Draco had teased him, he had not been allowed to come once and in all of Draco's teasing, he had even been given the perfect image of what his beloved wanted to do to him. As Draco's fingers had probed his back hole, Draco had whispered things in his ear. Things like 'what would Harry say if he could see you begging me to fuck you?' or 'I bet that the mudblood would be disgusted if she saw you all tied up.' Even if the images of Harry and Hermione watching him were supposed to be disgusting, they made him only want Draco even more.

He knew that Hermione and Harry would hate him for reacting to their enemy's touch, but at this point, Ron didn't care. He had been grateful for their friendship and he missed them both dearly, but Draco was his life now and Draco was his only focus. He knew it was wrong to love him; to crave, want, and need him, but he did all of those things and he did them happily. Draco had saved him and now, even if he never said it, Ron knew that some part of Draco loved him.

Ron felt Draco's body crawl over his and suddenly he felt his ankles free. Immediately, his legs went around Draco's waist and held him against him, licking his lips with need. "Please."

Draco grinded against him, one hand resting beside Ron's head and the other one rubbing over Ron's body, "Please what, my pet?"

Ron arched and shivered, then licked his lips, his breath hitching as he spoke. "Fuck me."

"Mmm, are you sure?"

Ron struggled against the restraints, his breathing becoming harder. "Will you fuck me already, Malfoy?"

Draco chuckled darkly and raised his hand, removing the blindfold and throwing it away. Ron blinked several times to adjust his eyes, then turned his head and looked at him. Draco smirked and crashed his lips to Ron's, thrusting his tongue into his mouth as he slammed into Ron without lubrication. Ron screamed into the kiss, his body shaking hard and his eyes shut tight.

Draco thrust hard and fast inside of him, Ron's whimpers being heard. Draco lowered his hand back and removed the cock ring then unfastened Ron's wrists, his hand immediately back on Ron's length. Ron's hands went straight to Draco's hair, his fingers entangling themselves. Despite the pain and the tears that fell, his body was on fire with Draco's touch.

Draco growled and deepened the kiss then moved a hand between them, stroking his boyfriend's length as fast as he could. Ron moved his head back and screamed as Draco slammed into him, coming hard. Draco thrust a few more times then growled Ron's name as he came, collapsing over him without releasing him or removing himself from his boyfriend.

Ron panted, his fingers still entangled in Draco's hair. Unable to move, Draco just turned his head and rested it against Ron's, his free arm moving around his waist to hold him tight. Ron wrapped his legs tighter around Draco's waist, holding him as tight as he can against him. He turned his head and kissed his lips gently, moving them on their side gently.

Draco released him and raised his hand, licking his hand clean slowly. Ron shivered and licked his hand, their tongue's meeting. Draco smiled very soft and dark, reaching down and bringing the blanket up over them. "Sorry if I hurt you, love."

Ron snuggled against him, lowering his hands over his face. He shook his head gently and kissed his lips, his voice soft. "Never be sorry, Draco."

Draco looked at him through hooded eyes, rubbing his waist slowly. "No?"

Ron shook his head and raised a hand, rubbing the blonde locks out of Draco's eyes. "If you were gentle, it wouldn't be you."

Draco lifted his eyebrow and tilted his head, then smirked. "So you like it rough, huh?"

Ron blushed then cleared his throat, moving his eyes from Draco's face and nodded just a little. "I do, yes."

Draco chuckled darkly and nipped at his neck. "Well, well, well. The lone Weasel likes to be dominated."

"You made me that way, ferret face," Ron replied with a dark glare.

Draco looked at him and gave him a dark and somewhat sinister smile. "Damn right I did, Weasel, and don't forget who you belong to," he growled before he crushed his lips against his for the hundredth time that night.

Ron moaned and shivered as he returned the kiss, his eyes shut tight. He pulled back from the kiss and breathed heavily against Draco's lips, his body completely flushed. "I can't forget who I belong to, Draco."

"This is good to know," he replied calmly.

Ron nodded and cuddled against him, sighing just a little. Draco tightened his arms around him and kissed his lips, whispering against them softly. Ron smiled just a little and laid his head against his shoulder, shutting his eyes. Draco smirked and wrapped his arms around Ron even tighter, holding him tight against him.

Ron took a soft breath and sighed at Draco's scent, then fell into a deep sleep where only he and Draco existed. Draco watched him sleep and thought about how much things had indeed changed. Maybe he should punish Ron more often? But again, if he did that, he would break his beautiful pet and that was something Draco certainly didn't want to do.

As he sighed to himself, Draco's eyes shut then he drifted off to sleep, holding his boyfriend as if life depended on it. As they slept, they were both unaware of the figure that had floated into the room and smiled, his red eyes watching them as they slept.

Voldemort tilted his head then smiled. He turned and vanished from the room, having only one thought in his mind: his children were beautiful.
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The End