(Finally some action...yay! But not too much, I don't know how far we're "supposed" to go on R ratings, mine are usually NC-17 hehe)

Chapter 7

"Wow, I would of never figured. Draco Malfoy a fucking queer!" Ron thought as his eyes widened and he subconsciously licked his lips. "Oh I didn't just do that. Fuckin' hell…say something. He's just staring! His eyes look…expectant? Well this is Draco. He likes guys? Guys like me? Doubt it. Yet he did bring me in here…"

"This is like a dream come true," Ron accidentally murmured out loud. His eyes popped open and his mouth dropped. "Oh fuck," were his next thoughts and words, which he said much louder as to cover up for the previous comment.

"Uh huh…I really do have every right to make fun of your intelligence…" Draco replied smirking.

"Oi! Are you planning to seduce me with that mouth?" Ron retorted, grabbing his butterbeer bottle that he probably would of dropped if he had it when Draco told him his secret.

Draco stifled a snicker and chose to play along. "A bit more confident than I thought you were. I could use my mouth for more useful things, believe me, Ron. I have no need to seduce you though, I already have with my eyes alone," he said and gave him his best "bedroom eyes".

Ron gulped and tried to laugh it off, denying its actual truth. "Oh of course you are," he rolled his eyes. "Care to try out a redhead for a change? See just how 'wild' we are?" he inquired smirking and stretching out his folded legs.

Draco leaned forward so he was sitting on his feet, hands resting on his knees and stated quite audibly, "Yes," without realizing he actually said it.

So now, Draco, less than 6 inches from Ron, was bounding into "not joking" territory.
The panic spread on Ron's face and the collected cocky expression barely lingered. "Really?" he asked, shocked at the close proximity they were at. Those 3 feet they were normally at seemed a bit unnecessary now in Ron's mind so he wasn't going to complain.

Panic struck Draco's face as well as his mouth opened slightly to answer, then closed again. Deciding on his answer he looked to the couch and saw Ron's hand nearing his knee. "Yes," he responded confidently, looking into Ron's eyes. He grabbed Ron's hand and placed it over his now quite hand bump in his jeans and wrapped his other hand around the redhead's neck to pull him into a crushing kiss.

Ron taken by surprise, adapted quickly by placing his free hand around Draco's lower back and pulling him closer. Tongues clashing almost violently and hair being tugged on significantly meant that both really did want this. As did the extremely clear moan Draco elicited when Ron began to rub his jeans with his hand and rub his own hardness into Draco's thigh simultaneously.

Draco's hands moved from the now mad entanglement that was Ron's hair down to his waist to slip under his shirt and rub his hands over his chest. Running out of breath, Ron's mouth left the blonde's for as long to say, "Shirt off now" and to tug off both Draco's and his own.

Draco obeyed and pulled Ron back to him when he barely had his shirt off and slid down the couch so Ron was now on top of him and their jeans could rub against one another.

Draco's hips grinded up into Ron as to encourage him to go lower as his mouth was only on his neck presently. His hands also slid to Ron's waist and lower so he could grab his bum. Ron responded by moaning loudly and cursing.

"Such a tease," he moaned before going back to work on Draco's neck. "That'll leave a mark in the morning," he thought to himself.

"Am not…I left my jeans undone on purpose for you," Draco replied between pants.
Ron looked up at Draco, "You mean you planned this?" he said as his hand slid down to unbutton his jeans.

"Of course," he responded, smirking.

Ron smiled back and reddened as much as he could, since most of his blood was elsewhere. Starting to respond, "You cheeky basta…" Ron was cut off from Draco's lips that seized him in another marathon kiss.

Most thoughts were lost as the clothes were and both were reduced to the smiles on their faces.

"Do you like being on top?" Ron asked, too horny to be embarrassed.

Draco flat out replied, "No."

"Good," Ron said as he positioned himself over the blonde.