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Ron's Evil Secret Chapter Two
By Stacey Leonie Kendall ~*~
Ron sat on his four-poster bed, twisting his rather large hands together nervously. Behind him sat Malfoy, who was massaging Ron, wearing only his boxers. He didn't seen to have a care in the world, unlike the red headed boy sitting in front of him.
"Don't worry so much, Weasley," he said, a wicked smile upon his handsome face. "She's too mortified to tell anyone."
"You don't know her like I do, alright Malfoy!" Ron said angrily, turning around to face the blonde Slytherin.
Malfoy's evil smile twisted into an even bigger grin. He loved it when Ron got angry. It suited his handsome features so well and made him look unbelievably sexy. Hell, Ron looked sexy whatever emotion showed on his freckled face.
"Fucking hell Weasley, you're damn sexy when you're angry. Did you know that?" he whispered, leaning closer to Ron who didn't move to widen the gap between them.
Malfoy didn't have far to go before his lips touched Ron's, his mouth moving open and hot over Ron's own lips. Seconds later, he felt Ron part his lips and without hesitation, Malfoy plunged his tongue into the red heads mouth. It was nothing but pure, mindless pleasure for Malfoy as he kissed Ron with all the passion he possessed. He could hear Ron breathing heavily as he ended one kiss and started another. Desperately needing more, Malfoy touched Ron's muscular body, pressing his hardness against Ron's side as he did so.
"Malfoy - fucking hell -" Ron groaned in pleasure as Malfoy slid his hands down over Ron's ribcage and down towards his jeans, unbuttoning them quickly. Ron fell back onto his bed instantly, arching his body as Malfoy fell on top of him. However, their lovemaking was brought to an end as the door opened without warning, revealing a very flushed Hermione Granger.
"Oh, it's Granger," Malfoy said darkly, pulling himself up from on top of Ron and looking over at Hermione. "What's up with you?"
Ron pulled himself back up into a sitting position, looking very hot and watching Hermione with mild interested. She was glancing over her shoulder, obviously checking that she hadn't been followed.
Not seeming at all satisfied, she shut the door quietly behind her, hastily using a charm to lock it. She let out a nervous sigh and then proceeded towards Ron's bed and sat down next to the red head, who had now placed himself on the end of his four-poster bed.
"I think Harry knows something." She said. "He's been asking all sorts of questions."
"Not you as well," Malfoy said. "Relax Granger, we're here to have a good time, remember?"
Hermione looked at Malfoy and then at Ron, frowning slightly. Both of them were sweaty and their lips were red and swollen.
"You started without me again?" She said simply.
"Come on, let's get things started." Malfoy said, not answering her question.
Hermione didn't protest as Malfoy began to undress her. Ron watched closely until she was wearing nothing but her bra and knickers. Malfoy then moved to sit behind her, massaging Hermione just as he had done for Ron moments before.
Ron stared at Hermione hungrily for a few minutes and then moved forward, kissing her passionately, obviously not being able to wait any longer.
To be continued ...
*SLK*
Ron's Evil Secret Chapter Two
By Stacey Leonie Kendall ~*~
Ron sat on his four-poster bed, twisting his rather large hands together nervously. Behind him sat Malfoy, who was massaging Ron, wearing only his boxers. He didn't seen to have a care in the world, unlike the red headed boy sitting in front of him.
"Don't worry so much, Weasley," he said, a wicked smile upon his handsome face. "She's too mortified to tell anyone."
"You don't know her like I do, alright Malfoy!" Ron said angrily, turning around to face the blonde Slytherin.
Malfoy's evil smile twisted into an even bigger grin. He loved it when Ron got angry. It suited his handsome features so well and made him look unbelievably sexy. Hell, Ron looked sexy whatever emotion showed on his freckled face.
"Fucking hell Weasley, you're damn sexy when you're angry. Did you know that?" he whispered, leaning closer to Ron who didn't move to widen the gap between them.
Malfoy didn't have far to go before his lips touched Ron's, his mouth moving open and hot over Ron's own lips. Seconds later, he felt Ron part his lips and without hesitation, Malfoy plunged his tongue into the red heads mouth. It was nothing but pure, mindless pleasure for Malfoy as he kissed Ron with all the passion he possessed. He could hear Ron breathing heavily as he ended one kiss and started another. Desperately needing more, Malfoy touched Ron's muscular body, pressing his hardness against Ron's side as he did so.
"Malfoy - fucking hell -" Ron groaned in pleasure as Malfoy slid his hands down over Ron's ribcage and down towards his jeans, unbuttoning them quickly. Ron fell back onto his bed instantly, arching his body as Malfoy fell on top of him. However, their lovemaking was brought to an end as the door opened without warning, revealing a very flushed Hermione Granger.
"Oh, it's Granger," Malfoy said darkly, pulling himself up from on top of Ron and looking over at Hermione. "What's up with you?"
Ron pulled himself back up into a sitting position, looking very hot and watching Hermione with mild interested. She was glancing over her shoulder, obviously checking that she hadn't been followed.
Not seeming at all satisfied, she shut the door quietly behind her, hastily using a charm to lock it. She let out a nervous sigh and then proceeded towards Ron's bed and sat down next to the red head, who had now placed himself on the end of his four-poster bed.
"I think Harry knows something." She said. "He's been asking all sorts of questions."
"Not you as well," Malfoy said. "Relax Granger, we're here to have a good time, remember?"
Hermione looked at Malfoy and then at Ron, frowning slightly. Both of them were sweaty and their lips were red and swollen.
"You started without me again?" She said simply.
"Come on, let's get things started." Malfoy said, not answering her question.
Hermione didn't protest as Malfoy began to undress her. Ron watched closely until she was wearing nothing but her bra and knickers. Malfoy then moved to sit behind her, massaging Hermione just as he had done for Ron moments before.
Ron stared at Hermione hungrily for a few minutes and then moved forward, kissing her passionately, obviously not being able to wait any longer.
To be continued ...
*SLK*