Ron's Sexual Obsession by HPFangirl71
Lucius looked down upon the red haired man positioned between his thighs, dutifully servicing his every need. He knew it was wrong to take advantage of the boy's obsession, yet it was only natural for him to prey upon those in a moment of weakness…
Draco lazily counted the cluster of freckles that dotted his lover's shoulder. He leaned in to capture a pair of willing lips, his kiss demanding and bruising. How he had ever stooped so low as to take a Weasley into his bed was beyond him. All he knew now was that the man next to him was a talented lover and he selfishly refused to give him up…
Since the war, Ron Weasley had a terrible obsession, an addiction of extreme circumstance. He lusted after powerful men, one's with pale skin and blonde hair. He longed to gaze up into hypnotic eyes of blue, as a muscular body would pound into him so pleasurably. What had once been a powerful hatred was now a growing passion. His passion was all consuming but he saw no end and no way out. He was both Lucius and Draco's sexual puppet, a fact he wasn't proud of at all. Yes, Ron Weasley was obsessed by the Malfoy men, a sick and twisted obsession he couldn't seem to stop…
The young man trembled beneath his body, making him feel powerful. He was so different from his father and grandfather before him. Each had given him access to their lovely bodies but none quite so willingly as Scorpius had. They were alike in countenances but only he had allowed him to be the first and only. It was wrong to lead the boy on, using him for his own physical pleasure when he knew he desired so much more from him. He had an obsessive need to possess him sexually and it was all that drove him…
Ron Weasley now had a new obsession, one of much younger proportions that finally allowed him to feel powerful and in control. It was a deadly obsession that neither Lucius nor Draco would approve if they should ever find out the horrible truth…