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Merlin Malfoy...
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Draco/Ron
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
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7,700
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2
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Merlin Malfoy...
If there was one thing that Ronald Bigulus Weasley-Malfoy did not think he would be doing on his 34th birthday; it was sitting oppisite of Harry Potter and Severus Snape while they make googly eyes at eachother while his darling husband controlled the charmed plug carressing his senstive entrance - but here he was, doing just that. There had been a small argument between the two Gryffindors at this table about the savior of the wizarding world becoming Mrs. Severus Snape a few months prior to this event - it was quickly finished by Harry bringing up the out of the blue bonding of Ron and Draco 4 years prior to the arguement.
"Are you alright mate?" Harry asked knowingly as he saw his best friend's pupil's dilate much like they had at nearly every celebratory event for the last four years. The dark haired Gryffindor had suspected that Draco would add a few kinks to Ron's life - he just didn't think they had to do it every time him or his new husband came over.
It went on like this, Ron's squeaks and whimpers until it came for the new Potter-Snape's to take their leave. Where Harry asked Ron privatly...
"Why didn't you just take it out if it was getting too much?"
And Ron replied...
"I'm not allowed."
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As soon as the door clicked, Draco's wand had caused the plug assualting Ron's prostate to swirl and dart around his entrance before falling still at the sight of Ron falling to the floor in lost conciousness.
"Fuck..." Draco's voice sounded quiet in the large old house. "Fuck..." He repeated, cradling his husband in his arms. "Weasley! Get the fuck up... WEASLEY!"
"Tha... That's Weasley-Malfoy to you, ferret face." The muscled red head coughed as he heard his former surname repeated through the link of their bond.
"You scared the fuck out of me Blood Traitor!" The blonde whispered affectionalty at his bonded, the once hurtful names turning terms of indearmeant.
"I love you." The barely used words traced across the lips of the red head.
"Happy Birthday... I love you too, Weasley-Malfoy"
"Are you alright mate?" Harry asked knowingly as he saw his best friend's pupil's dilate much like they had at nearly every celebratory event for the last four years. The dark haired Gryffindor had suspected that Draco would add a few kinks to Ron's life - he just didn't think they had to do it every time him or his new husband came over.
It went on like this, Ron's squeaks and whimpers until it came for the new Potter-Snape's to take their leave. Where Harry asked Ron privatly...
"Why didn't you just take it out if it was getting too much?"
And Ron replied...
"I'm not allowed."
_____________________________________________________
As soon as the door clicked, Draco's wand had caused the plug assualting Ron's prostate to swirl and dart around his entrance before falling still at the sight of Ron falling to the floor in lost conciousness.
"Fuck..." Draco's voice sounded quiet in the large old house. "Fuck..." He repeated, cradling his husband in his arms. "Weasley! Get the fuck up... WEASLEY!"
"Tha... That's Weasley-Malfoy to you, ferret face." The muscled red head coughed as he heard his former surname repeated through the link of their bond.
"You scared the fuck out of me Blood Traitor!" The blonde whispered affectionalty at his bonded, the once hurtful names turning terms of indearmeant.
"I love you." The barely used words traced across the lips of the red head.
"Happy Birthday... I love you too, Weasley-Malfoy"