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WARNING: Male/Male content kissage

XXX (Remus and Bill)

"Remus?" Bill questioned, hoping to get the other man's attention. Remus was holding onto him tightly, his mouth against Bill's neck.

It took a moment for Remus to return to himself. He quickly disentangled himself from the other man. "I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologize all the time," Bill cracked a smile, trying to lighten the mood in the decidedly awkward situation.

Remus's eyes studied him. "You're a good man Bill Weasley," He stated.

"Umm...Thanks." Bill didn't know how to respond to that comment.

"Good night," Remus abruptly spoke softly before turning and walking away.

Bill watched him go.

"What happened here tonight?" He whispered to himself.

XXX (Ron)

Ron was sitting on the porch when Bill returned home.

"You're back late," he commented.

Bill shrugged. "It's not that late. Did something happen with Draco?"

Ron sighed. "He was pushing me to shag him again."

"Why don't you?"

"Why don't I?" Ron sputtered. "One he's a Malfoy, two we've hated each other for..."

"Do you hate him now?"

"I don't know. He's different now."

It was Bill's turn to sigh. "Ron, look at me." He paused until Ron did so. "I think...No, I know that Draco Malfoy is in love with you."

Ron burst out laughing. "Yeah right. Great joke."

"I'm serious."

His expression caused Ron to stop laughing and get serious himself. "How do you know? Did he tell you that?"

"He didn't need to tell me. Frankly the boy is so besotted with you, I can't believe I didn't notice it sooner. I don't think he wants anyone to know. Hell, I don't know if he even knows. Just think on it." Bill clapped a hand on Ron's shoulder. "Well, I'm off to bed. I'll see you in the morning."

Ron followed up the stairs soon after.

He opened the door to his room to see Draco already curled on the bed asleep. He paused in the doorway, just watching the other boy sleep, the steady rise and fall of his breath. He looked so vulnerable, so easy to hurt.

Did he still loathe and despise Draco Malfoy?

Not finding an answer in his muddled thoughts, Ron changed into pajamas and slipped into bed with Malfoy. Draco automatically moved towards the source of heat and snuggled against Ron. Ron put his arms around Draco and went to sleep.

XXX (Morning)

Draco was the first to wake the next morning. He happily snuggled against Ron's chest. Ron's arms were wrapped around him, holding him close. Draco couldn't explain why, but being held by Ron made him feel safe, as if nothing bad would happen to him ever again.

Ron shifted a bit, sighing in his sleep.

This brought Draco's attention to his face. To the endearing freckles and unruly hair that were Ron's signature Weasley features. Draco found himself brushing the hair away from Ron's face and touching his smooth cheek.

He was much more than just another Weasley.

Ron woke to see an almost out of characteristically tender expression on Draco's face.

"Good morning," Draco greeted softly, brushing a chaste kiss over Ron's mouth.

After he did so, his eyes widened and he jolted off the bed. Ron gave him a puzzled look. Malfoy was acting particularly strange this morning.

"I'm going to get breakfast," Draco said as he practically bolted out of the room.

XXX (Bill)

Bill was in the hallway when Draco came zipping out of Ron's room. He caught the boy easily.

"Whoa, calm down." Bill tried to comfort. The expression on Draco's face was one Bill had never seen, a mixture of desperation and panic. "Is something the matter."

Draco shook his head.

"Don't lie to me."

"I need time alone. That's all." Draco managed a small smile.

Bill arched an eyebrow. "If you say so. Remember, if you need anyone to talk to I'm here for you."

"Yes, thank you Bill."

Bill watched the boy proceed down the stairs and wondered just what had happened. Deciding to find out, he went into Ron's room.

"So, what happened now?" Bill plopped himself on the end of Ron's bed.

"I dunno."

"Come on now, what did you do to him?"

"Nothing! I woke up he said good morning and kissed me then ran out! I just sat here. Why's it always my fault?" Ron whined.

"It's usually your fault because you say or do something stupid."

"Thanks for the support," sarcasm dripped from every word.

Bill changed the subject. "I think you should go talk to him." Bill stood and left the room.

He had a certain werewolf he needed to speak with.

XXX (Remus)

Remus had just exited his morning shower when there was a knock on the door. He yanked on some pants, slinging the towel around his shoulders, before moving to the door. As he got closer, he could smell the scent of cinnamon and apples. That could only be one person...

'MATE!' The Wolf was excited and surprised that Bill was there.

The door was ripped open, and Bill was shoved against the wall before he could even blink. All he saw was the burning gold of Remus's eyes before his mouth was claimed and devoured in a hungry kiss. Remus was holding him tightly as his mouth ravaged Bill's. It was fiery and passionate, a deep kiss, then nips and licks to his mouth and jaw line.

Suddenly, Remus tore himself away from Bill, a finger to his lips, as if he couldn't believe what he had just done.

"It's alright," Bill blurted out before Remus could apologize. "I know it was the Wolf."

The Wolf seemed pleased with itself, and happy that Bill was still there.

"I forced you..."

Bill put up a hand to stop the words. "Honestly, it was quite enjoyable, and incredibly good for my ego that someone wanted me so desperately."

At that comment, the Wolf surged again, this time causing Remus to suck on Bill's neck, his entire body pressed against Bill's, rocking steadily.

"Mate," Remus whispered lowly against Bill's ear.

Then Remus returned again. He backed far away from Bill. "Maybe you should go."

"We need to talk about this," Bill's voice was slightly husky. "About appeasing the Wolf and seeing each other normally."

The Wolf agreed with that statement.

"Alright. What do we do?" Remus asked.

"Kiss me."

XXX (Draco)

After grabbing an orange to bring with him, Draco walked down to the pond where, just days before, he and Ron had swam together. He sat on the bank, despite the fact that he was still wearing his pajamas. He didn't care about that. He had more important things on his mind.

Ron Weasley.

He didn't understand it. How could feelings between them change so much? He thought it was going to be a shag of convenience, loose his virginity, foil his father's plans, toy with an enemy, and have amazing sex thrown in.

But things had changed. He didn't know when or why, but it wasn't just convenient anymore.

He wanted Ron Weasley.

He wanted Ron Weasley to love him.

Putting his head in his hands, Draco moaned in despair, rocking back and forth slightly.

That's how Ron found him.

"Are you okay?"

Draco bolted upright at the sound of Ron's voice.

Ron's brow was crinkled slightly. "You're not going mad on me are you?"

"Of course not," Draco replied, trying to sound as haughty as usual, but knew that he failed.

"Then why are you acting nutters this morning?"

Defensive, Draco bristled at the comment. "I - being cooped up with a bunch of Weasleys is enough to drive anyone mad." Draco smacked himself internally at his initial angry response. "I needed some time alone," he whispered the truth.

Ron knelt beside the blonde, looking him in the eyes. He saw emotion in the usual icy depths, a toiling passion that intrigued him.

Maybe Bill was right, he thought as he brought his mouth to Draco's.

Maybe it wasn't so simple.

XXX (TBC)

Kinda' short chappie. I hope it was still good!

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