Disclaimer: My name is not J.K. Rowling nor am I part of the wonderful and talented mangaka quartet known as CLAMP.

Title: Sakura

Pairing: RWxDM

Rating: I'm sick of rating every chapter. This story is an NC-17.

Warnings: Slash, Sex, Angst

Spoilers: OOTP and HBP mostly. Maybe some DH…I'm not sure yet.

POV: Ronald Weasley; passive

Chapter 26

As Ron climbed out of the portrait hole he saw Draco standing across from him casually leaning against the wall—like he belonged there. The Fat Lady's portrait closed behind him and Draco pushed himself up and away from the wall and strode across the corridor to him.

"Ready?" he asked and Ron couldn't help but notice Draco's eyes wandering over his body.

"Yeah," Ron said nervously. He promised himself that he wouldn't freak out but that still didn't stop his stomach from twisting in apprehension. He started to hold out the green velvet bag that he had stored the cherry blossom branch back inside but Draco grabbed his wrist and pushed it back down.

"Don't worry about that right now," Draco said as he pressed closer to Ron and chastely placed a small kiss on the corner of his mouth. Ron heard the Fat Lady clear her throat as if to remind them that they had an audience. Draco ignored her though—or perhaps did it just to spite her—as he brought Ron's lips into a full kiss. Nothing very long, just a short kiss lasting only a second before he took Ron's free hand in his and the two of them started down the hall, Draco in the lead. Ron noticed that Draco's palm felt almost as sweaty as his did. For some reason he felt this ease his anxiety a bit.

Neither one of them said much of anything. Ron was trying to think of something other than where they were going, what they were getting ready to do. Every time that room with its big bed entered his mind his stomach would give a sort of lurch that would leave him feeling like he was going to throw up and Ron had no idea how to interpret this feeling.

They turned a corner and without stopping passed by the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy. As they did Ron felt Draco tighten his grip just a bit. Ron smiled and gave another little squeeze of encouragement as they reached the end of the hall and turned to pass the tapestry again.

As they turned to pass for the third time Ron felt the clenching in his stomach ease until all he felt was the flutter of butterflies. As the two of them turned to see the door Ron felt a surge of anticipation rather than apprehension as he felt his body start to heat up. Ron's hand reached the door handle first, his fingers lightly brushing against Draco's in the process. Draco's hand hovered for a bit but rested on top of Ron's hand as he began to turn the knob, causing little sparks to fly up Ron's arm.

The door swung open and the two of them stepped in. Almost immediately Ron's attention was pulled toward the large bed on the other side of the room. He tore his gaze away to focus it instead on Draco who appeared to be doing the same thing. Their eyes met and Ron felt himself move forward until his and Draco's lips met for another kiss.

It was gentle. Dropping the bag that held the branch Ron wrapped his arms around Draco's small frame running his hands trough his hair and up and down his back, moving slowly. Ron wanted to take his time with this. He could feel Draco's uneasiness from his hesitation and the way he awkwardly moved his hands up and down Ron's chest and sides. Ron smiled. He couldn't help but to think of how ironic it was. Draco had after all been the fuel for their relationship since the very beginning.

Ron broke the kiss so that he could look in Draco's eyes. He knew that Draco had wanted this since the night in the prefects' bathroom but he still wanted to make sure. Even in his eyes Ron could see Draco's nervousness but he could also see how serious he was about doing this. No words needed to be said to convey it. Ron breathed a sigh as Draco pushed himself up to kiss Ron again, this time lightly biting at his lower lip as he started working on unbuttoning Ron's robes.

Ron broke the kiss as he let the material slid off his shoulders and land on the floor. He pulled off his tie himself, feeling to impatient to wait for Draco's trembling fingers to do so and bent back down to devour the blonds lips, slipping his tongue into his mouth. He began to move the two of them in the direction of the bed, Draco followed obediently as he forced his hands under Ron's shirt, pinching at his nipples. Tugging on Draco's lip Ron moved to his ear, licking and nipping at the sensitive lobe.

They reached the bed and Ron eased Draco onto it, climbing up and kneeling over him as he moved his lips down Draco's neck, running his hand down past his navel. Draco let out a moan as Ron took his lips in another kiss, moving his own hand down on top of Ron's as he spread his legs wider. Through the layers of clothing Ron could feel Draco growing harder.

Pulling his hand back he started undoing the buttons on Draco's robes, his fingers feeling a new sense of urgency as Draco's hand stayed where it was and he began to massage himself. Ron pushed his robes open and quickly disposed of the tie. He placed kisses down Draco's neck and his chest as he undid the buttons of his shirt, running his tongue over one of his nipples. Draco's breath hitched and his back arched as Ron's lips reached his stomach. He trailed a hand over Draco's chest as he reached the waistline of his pants.

He placed a kiss right there, his bottom lip pressed onto the edge of the fabric his top against the skin just below the bellybutton. He slipped his tongue under the waistline as he shot a glance up at Draco's face. Their eyes met for a second and Ron took the fabric between his teeth and gave it a little tug. Draco groaned and rolled his head back as he moved his hands to unbutton the pants himself. Ron grabbed his hands to stop him though. This caused Draco to moan in annoyance.

"Getting a bit impatient up here are we?" Ron asked as he pulled himself back up, pressing his lips against Draco's.

"When you do things like that," Draco said and then let out a strangled cry as Ron slipped his hand passed his waistline and grabbed hold of him. Ron pushed his pants down to his thighs and started kissing Draco's neck again, nipping at his adams apple as he began to stroke him.

"Oh god," he heard Draco moan into the back of one of his hands while the other clutched at Ron's shoulder.

"Sensitive?" Ron teased smiling against Draco's neck.

"Only–nng-because you've–ah-been neglecting me," Draco managed to say as Ron continued pumping him.

"You can consider it pay back for all the torment you put me through," Ron said and kissed Draco's chin since he was breathing much to hard for Ron to kiss him on the lips.

Soon Draco was breathing in short gasps and was holding Ron's shoulders so tight that he was sure they were going to leave marks. He didn't care about that though as he moved his hand faster, his own breath picking up as he felt his own erection get harder and harder with every noise Draco made. Ron's body began screaming at him to get on with it but he was just too entranced by Draco's wreathing body beneath him. He soon found it hard to concentrate on much else other than what his hands were doing, settling his forehead against Draco's and trying his best to keep remembering to breath.

Draco drew in a sharp breath and Ron felt his nails dig deeper into his shoulders. Ron felt the slickness cover his fingers as Draco let out a shaky breath and loosened his grip on him. Ron brought his hand up so he could look at it, rubbing it between his fingers and thumb.

Draco sat up and grabbed Ron wrist with one hand as he pulled his pants off the rest of the way with the other. He started kissing Ron as he moved his hand down and pressed his fingers against his opening. Ron's brain froze as he realized what Draco was implying he do.

"Are you sure," he asked against Draco's lips. He'd never thought Draco would agree to be this submissive.

"Don't think about it," Draco said quickly. "Your brain has a very nasty habit of confusing even the simplest things."

Ron didn't have anything to say to that since it was the truth. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves he slowly started to push his finger in. Draco sucked in a breath that made Ron hesitate, afraid that he was hurting him but Draco pushed against him, forcing his finger in deeper. Draco was clutching at his shirt again. After a minute or so He felt Draco's muscles loosen a bit and he was able to slide his finger all the way in. Ron then pushed in a second finger, this one going in a little easier, and paused, not sure what he should do next.

Again Draco started rocking against his hand and so Ron started sliding his fingers in and out. It felt rough; like it should hurt but every time he'd say something Draco would tell him he was fine, even though Ron could see tears start to collect at the corners of his eyes. After several minutes of this Draco reached to undo the button and zipper on Ron's pants, pushing them down just enough to pull him out. Ron pulled his fingers out and positioned himself above Draco, pressing against him.

Draco reached up to place his hands on Ron's shoulders, almost as if to brace himself, and looked up at him. He eyes were filled with such seriousness that any protests or concerns were pushed from Ron's mind. He leaned down and took Draco's lips into a kiss as he started to push himself inside. Both of their breaths hitched as Ron felt Draco's muscles tighten around him. Ron paused for a minute, trying to steady himself as he felt the muscles in his arms threaten to give out, and when he felt Draco loosen up again pushed himself until he was all the way in. Tear were sliding down Draco's cheeks now as he clung to Ron's shirt.

Before Ron could even say anything though Draco said, "I'm fine…I'm okay…"

Ron waited a bit until Draco's breath calmed a bit, kissing his cheeks as tears continued to stream down. He wasn't sure if he liked it anymore. He didn't like the idea of causing Draco any kind of pain—no matter how good it felt for him.

Draco started kissing him and pushing up against him. Ron took this as the signal that he was ready to continue and so placing a hand under Draco's lower back began to pull out. He only retracted about an inch or so before he pushed back in, waited a second or two and then did it again, pulling out just a bit more. He went slow, glad that Draco didn't seem to be in to much discomfort and moved to start kissing his neck and he tried picking up speed. Draco wasn't crying anymore—much to Ron's relief—as he wrapped his arms around Ron's neck and his legs around Ron's torso as he raise his hips to meet Ron's thrusts. Ron could feel Draco's hardening erection bumping against his stomach so he reached down to start pumping it in tune with his thrusts.

All Ron could hear was his own ragged breathing echoing in his ears as he pushed faster and faster. He felt the same pressure from before building up and felt his throat start tightening as he struggled to keep breathing. He could feel the muscles in his entire body tiring as he pushed himself to keep going, pulling his hand away from Draco so he could support himself on his arms, clutching at the bed linen.

His breath caught in his throat as he felt an explosion of pleasure and electric shocks run through his body. White sparks flew across his vision and then was gone as the sensation rushed through and out of his body so that he was left with a sort of calm numb feeling. Taking in a shaky breath he pulled out of Draco and opened his eyes to see Draco staring into them through his own half lidded ones, breathing just as heavily but smiling. Ron smiled back and leaned down and took him into a long kiss.

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A/N: There they finally did it…it sucks, I know. I'm sorry.