Before I begin the next chapter of Knowing Smile I would like to address a comment left on chapter two by a guest. If you are reading this still I hope this answers your concerns. I didn't make Ron the bad guy in that chapter. Or in the story in general. There are no good guys or bad guys in this story. I want to write this in a shade of gray that colors everyday life because in real life there are no good guys or bad guys but there are multiple shades of gray. Some more darker than others. Ron's not a bad guy. He's a confused guy who loves his wife but also happens to love his best friend in the exact same way. Hermione isn't the good person in the story either because she's knows she cheating on Ron and even though she knows this she still goes through with the act. Fleur's not bad or good person either because she uses manipulation to get Hermione to do these acts. No one in this story will be without their own flaws and problems. So with that said I hope you enjoy the next chapter of Knowing Smile.
The first time he and Harry have sex is purely by accident or so Ron suspects. The long slender finger probing into him feels strangely good and he finds himself moaning as a second digit is added. He know how long Harry fingers him open but he knows by the smile on the other boy's face as moans into his pillow that the response he's giving is exactly what Harry wanted.
He doesn't suspect what happens next as Harry pulls his pajama bottoms down, taking his underwear with them, enough to expose his ass. Ron feels the searing pain as Harry slides himself into him though. But in a strange way it almost feels as natural as though he was with Hermione. He muffles a moan with his pillow not wanting anyone to know what was happening but having to remind himself that no one else was in the house this weekend. Hermione had some appointment for work or something that would keep her away the whole weekend.
After a minute of Harry just holding Ron as he adjusted to Harry's cock in his ass Ron couldn't take it any more. "M...m...move, Harry," he moans out of nowhere. He should be telling Harry to stop. To get out of him but he ignores the voice in the back of his mind telling him this is wrong. That Hermione would be upset about this.
But as Harry begins to move his hips against Ron's the voice of reason that is telling him this is wrong seems to get smaller and smaller until he can't hear it any more over his own moans of pleasure. He feels Harry's teeth drag against his shoulder blade and knows he should tell him not to leave a mark but he can't make his mouth form the words. All that comes is a guttural moan as feels Harry take his cock in his hand.
It doesn't take long for Harry's nimble fingers to elicit his climax but the hand doesn't stop. Ron feels his body shake knowing this was wrong for him to want his best friend like this. Knowing it was wrong on his part to like the feel of Harry cumming into him. He arches his back in a way Hermione had their first time bringing Harry further into him.
Harry promises Ron the world as he rides out his climax and Ron knows that the Boy Who Lived can't keep the promises he is making. But in the hazy aftermath of sex Ron feels like this right. This is where he belongs.
With the other boy still in him Ron falls into a deeper sleep than he's ever had since he was ten years old. He feels safe here. With Harry. Like this. But the little voice from before wouldn't let him be. It kept shouting at him in Hermione's voice that what he and Harry had just done was wrong. But if it was wrong how could it feel so right.
They spend the weekend like in bed like this and Ron could hear the voice getting smaller with time. The voice took longer and longer to bring him to shame as time wore on that Saturday.
It surprises him when Harry suggests that Ron be the dominate one that night because he enjoys having Harry dominate him in strange way. It feels right for Harry to be the dominant one. But if Harry wants it Ron can't find it in him to deny the other boy what he wants.
He hear Harry's lust filled moan as he slowly slides into the boy drawing it out the way Harry had with. It isn't a surprise that Harry arches his back trying to get him in faster than Ron wants to go. He knows then that this isn't the first time Harry's been taken like this and by the moans leaving the other boy's mouth Harry's enjoying it immensely.
"Ron," Harry moans arching his back again trying to bring him further in, "just put it in already."
Ron really can't deny Harry. He can't. So pushes the rest of the way into the moaning mess that is his best friend and brother-in-law. He doesn't know why sex with Harry feels the same as with Hermione. It just does.
Seeing as Ron has never done something like this before Harry is very patient with him. He lets Ron sloppily thrust into him even though Ron can tell it's not what Harry hoped for.
"Do what I did, Ron," Harry moans patiently and anyone can hear the need coming into the other boy's voice. "It's the same as having sex with Hermione. Except it's not Hermione. It's me."
That's all that Ron needs to hear. He adjusts quite quickly using the advice that Harry had just given him and is rewarded by the Harry pressing his lips to Ron's own. He knows he's close to climaxing. He can't help it It was always like this. Harry's moans increased as Ron felt the heat of his own cum surrounding him.
This brings another first for Ron.
"I love you," Harry moaned against Ron's mouth as Harry pulled away from him and things went back to the way they had entire evening of Friday.
Ron can tell Harry is upset when he pulls out him on Sunday afternoon. Neither boy wants their tryst to end but both know that they need to return to their respective wives.
Harry kisses Ron hungrily and Ron can tell the other boy wants to go another round. He hastily pulls away from Harry feeling how swollen his lips are from the kiss.
"Harry," he whispers, "Hermione'll be here any minute now. I need to clean the place up."
Harry groans out his frustration as he forces himself to dress in the clothes he had discarded on the floor of Ron and Hermione's bedroom on Friday. Ron watches him as looks at him as though Harry can see right through him. And for all Ron knows the other boy can see right through him to what he really wants.
"It's on, mate," Harry says leaving a gentle kiss on Ron's abused lips. "But you're the one whose denying themselves what they want. Not me."
Ron watches him leave through the bedroom window playing the events of the past few days out in his head. Hermione doesn't need to know he thinks to himself as he gathers the soiled bed sheets and takes them to the washer. As far as he was concerned this was a one time thing.
But it wasn't though. A few weeks had gone before they have sex again. And it's not the fact that he's breaking a promise he made to himself that makes it seem wrong. It's the fact that they are in broom closet at the Ministry of Magic down the hall from Harry's office. He knows no can hear them in there because Harry put a sound proofing charm on the room but he's still afraid that someone will find out.
Harry takes his need for Ron out on the other boy like he had the first time they had sex. And it feels right in a way that it shouldn't. And as Harry rides him in the broom closet Ron convinces himself that there is nothing to be ashamed of in this. Why couldn't he have them both?
They go their separate way afterward. No cuddling or holding in anyway which Ron is partly glad for. He has a lunch date with Hermione that he's almost late for. Harry has to go to Ginny's sonogram. Not for the first time since their tryst began Ron felt low about himself. Harry was the father of his nephew and this new niece or nephew Ginny was expecting Ron shouldn't even consider thinking about Harry the way he does.
And he does think about their time together. The next time they have sex Ron is the one to instigate it. He pins Harry against the tree in the yard and it's to much to bear. He takes the lust he's built up and takes Harry the way Harry took him the first time. And Harry enjoys every minute of it.
It feels as though Ron and Harry are in their own little world and all things fade away for Ron except for Harry. He feels other boy flush against him as he holds him firmly their. He doesn't know that they are being watched and someone is plotting to take a part of his happiness for him because nothing else exists in the moment he cums into Harry.
It all built up and he feels Harry drag him into the house and up the stair after they both pull up their pants. He can't deny Harry. He really can't and it is for this reason he's being ridden to destruction by his best friend as Hermione and Fleur enter the room. He tries to stop Harry but the other boy is to far gone in his own lust to hear anything. Harry finishes pulling away from Ron as he realized too that Hermione and Fleur are there.
Hermione looks equeal parts hurt, confused, and angry. He can't blame her after what she had just seen. He gets out of the bed, his and Hermione's, and goes to her to try to explain what's going on.
"Hermione," Harry begins pleadingly, "it isn't what you think..."
"Oh," she snapped and it's like a slap across Ron's face, "my best friend isn't fucking my husband in our bed?"
He sees Harry gulp knowing that he'd been caught in the lie.
Ron goes numb as he watches Harry question Hermione about who all knew about them. It hurts to know that he's more than like hurting both of the people he love most right now.
"Hermione," he can his own voice and Harry's at the same time almost as one saying, "keep your voice down someone will hear you."
He know their in deep trouble as Fleur tells them that everyone downstairs had more than likely heard them. He can't help but agree with the older girl's statement. He and Harry weren't really quiet when they were together.
"Hermione," Ron hears himself call out at the same time as Harry. Both sound pleading and Ron knows at least he wants to explain his actions. To see if she would accept this. Him and Harry. Or maybe the three of them could be together like it's supposed to be. "Hermione."
He watches as Bill and Fleur lead Hermione from the Burrow feeling the weight of Harry's body against his own. He can't be with the other boy right now. He's hurt his wife. But if he didn't he'd hurt Harry too. In that moment he knows he's hurt many people to count so he allows Harry to lead him back to the bed they'd just left and lets the other boy hold him.
I would like to thank the people who have reviewed my story so far. I'm glad you're enjoying it Millifer97. I'm sorry that this chapter focuses so much on the Harry/Ron dynamic of things but it's set up one of the plotlines for the story. So it had to be done. The next chapter will deal more with Fleur/Hermione and we find out Bill's little secret life with Oliver Wood.