A/N : Warning Slash scene coming up. If it bothers you at all please skip to the next chapter.
"That's going to cost more than five hundred dollars" Ron sighed frustrated-ly going over and getting the mail from Pidwigeon. He frowned as Hedwig entered the house with a bunch of parchment for Harry, fans' letter's of course. Which he responded to everyone, he got.
"I'll pay for it . . . it's only a door" Harry groaned putting on his jeans, then went over to Hedwig and relieved her of her heavy load. She ruffled her feathers in thanks and went over to where her and Pig's food was lying out. Ron leaned on the door frame and scanned the lean figure who was across from him. Not much muscle, as always. His hair was still as unruly as ever, and his eye's though have seen so much, were still that magnificent shade of green. He suddenly felt bad for slamming him into the glass. Sometimes he just got upset quickly . . . since the final battle he'd been less than the caring soul he once was.
Swallowing his pride, for only a second he went over to the man "No. I'll pay. It wasn't your fault"
Harry shrugged his shoulders and rubbed the back of his head. "Whatever you say"
"Let me see your back" Ron ordered turning him around. There was a long red mark down the length. He rubbed his back. "I'm sorry"
"I know" Harry responded instantly. Ron always said sorry after he'd done something wrong.
Ron picked up his wand and recited "Orchieodeous"
A bouquet of lilies' sprouted out of the end of Ron's wand, and a smirk appeared on Harry's face as he took the flowers.
"Accio vase" he called. A vase, already filled flew into the room, and into his hand. He placed the flowers in there and placed them on the table beside their bed "Thanks"
Ron lied him back on the bed and climbed on top of him. The time for making up was now. "What time do you have to be at your appointment?"
"12:30"
"Why were you up so early then?" he asked between planting kisses on his lovers face.
"I was going to go shopping, I need some thing's quill's, parchment, a new pair of Jeans' . . ."
He stopped there as Ron's hungry mouth engulfed his nipple. He shuddered as the man kissed down his flat stomach. "I think we'll so that later" he instructed opening his pants.
"Yeah" Harry gasped as Ron took down his jeans and took him into his mouth. "Ohhh!" he cried out feeling as Ron's fingers, suddenly lubricated probed in and out of him. Pulling himself away from him, Ron climbed up and Harry took in as much of the redhead as he could
"Oh fuck!" he moaned gripping his black hair tightly.
After a few minutes he roughly took the shorter man's leg's, threw them over his shoulders, and entered him in one swift movement.
"Cum for me" Ron hissed in the man's ear. "Come on, cum for me!"
Harry jerked as hard as he could, trying to honor his wishes.
"Cum!" he growled pulling the mans hair and biting his earlobe while mercilessly pounding into him. "Cum for me Harry . . . Now!"
Just as he said that Harry did. The sticky hot stuff splattered his stomach and on Ron's too, the feeling of that mad Ron cum also.
"Uhh!" he groaned exshaustedly collapsing onto his chest, still clinging to Harry's hair. The powerful wizard gently ran his fingers through the sweat drenched hair.
"I forgive you" he whispered spilling kisses on the red head's sweaty neck.
That was all Ron needed to hear, with that he withdrew himself and went into the bathroom. Leaving Harry lying there in the room that soon grew cold without him. Harry looked over at the clock it was 11:30.
"Scourgify" he murmured cleaning himself up and getting redressed.
