Chapter 14

Soon after the two had been taking a breather from the extensive and demanding kissing, Draco placed his hands on Ron's waist and led him to the table. Leaning against the edge, he pulled Ron closer to once again feel the sensation of their erections. The spark from the feeling energized Ron as he began kissing Draco's neck fiercely.

Slowly lowering Draco on the table, Ron's hand slid around Draco's back and he pushed down onto him, his lips never leaving his neck. Ron sucked at an apparently sensitive spot as Draco moaned loudly at the pressure.

When he was sure it would make a mark, Ron switched to the other side of the blonde's neck as his hand lowered to his shirt to pull it up. Draco sat up slightly so Ron could tug the shirt off and diverted Ron's attention away from his neck as he pulled him back into a crushing kiss.

He once again slid his hand around Draco's back to lower him on the table. The cold hard exterior hid the tender, fragile frame of the boy Ron felt he could break if not handled properly.

Ron barely had time to take in the sight of the almost luminescent glow of Draco's chest. His hands resumed the position of his eyes as they roamed frantically over his chest and down to his jeans. Rushing to get them down and off, he successfully lifted Draco's hips slightly, brushing them against his own which only increased the need, and slung them off without breaking their kiss.

"Hmmm...no underwear," Ron noticed in his head.

Draco did break the kiss, however, at the realization that he was stark naked and Ron has all of his clothes on. He knew why he came here but now that he was staring at a very excited redheaded...god in his eyes in front of him, he wanted much more.

The sudden movement of Draco sitting up confused yet interested Ron as he obeyed and stood up.

Draco now fully sitting on the table, pulled Ron in between his legs and he licked his lips absent-mindedly. Staring into the lust filled blue eyes, Draco kissed Ron delicately on the lips and lowered his hands to the shirt's bottom. Feeling the bit of fringe at the end he looked down to see the worn quality that always suited Ron.

Draco smiled to himself before pulling it upwards and off the lanky body. He leaned into another kiss, much deeper this time. His bony fingers skirted nonchalantly over Ron's chest and down to his stomach as he began to invade Ron's mouth with his tongue, not as fervent, but softly. Exploring the crevices of his teeth and tongue, Draco's hands moved further down to Ron's waist.

During this, Ron slid his hands up to Draco's forearms but didn't do anything else. Letting Draco take control made Ron even more excited as he was enjoying every feeling and sensation the other was creating for him.

With a bit more urgency, Draco unfastened Ron's belt and jeans, tugging them down. The release of the tension against Ron's hardness made him groan slightly as his pants hit the floor.

Without delay, Draco's hands settled on his erection and began to slide up and down very quickly. Ron threw his head back as he moaned but quickly returned to the blonde's lips, kissing him excitedly and dropping his hand to Draco's chest.

Pushing him back, the hand across his back cradled Draco down. Losing grip on Ron's hardness as he was now lying on the table with Ron standing in front of him, Draco growled, "Get on top of me. Now, Ron."

Ron complied at once and began to prepare Draco, who was writhing for more as soon as Ron's finger entered him. The redhead slowly stroked Draco's erection to loosen him up slightly, which made him twist and moan even more. The intense stare from Draco's icy silver eyes was fixated on Ron as he near begged, "Now Ron."

Ron being just as impatient quickly positioned himself over his new lover and entered with a rather fast thrust. Draco's slightly hissed at the pain and Ron immediately halted, realizing his pace.

"You alright, Draco?" he asked wide-eyed and worried.

Draco opened his eyes and relaxed at the concerned look in Ron's eyes and pulled him down into a kiss. Ron slowly began again inside of Draco and not before long Draco was squirming madly under him as he hit a sensitive spot. Ron quickly adjusted his position to continually hit it, pumping Draco in time, who was dripping already.

All the ministrations from Draco were soon too much for Ron and he shut his eyes and stretched his neck back on the brink of orgasm.

Draco bit on Ron's shoulder to make him open his eyes. He smirked and squeezed his hips upwards in a final attempt to see Ron come before he too was going to explode.

The move worked, Ron's mouth sharply opened and a deep groan was elicited as he very well near exploded into Draco as his orgasm ripped through him. Draco followed right away, spraying his spunk all over Ron's stomach.

"Fuck," was all Ron could breathlessly get out before collapsing on top of Draco. His damp hair laid across Draco's neck and Draco sighed as he reveled in the feeling of Ron on top of him. Normally he would immediately squirm out from underneath the other's body but he was both too exhausted and too comfortable at the moment.

After a minute of so with limited oxygen, Draco whispered, "Can't breathe," to Ron who instantaneously lifted up, supporting himself by his hands.

"Sorry," Ron replied staring down at the flushed blonde underneath him. Silver strands sticking to his forehead and heavy lidded eyes were a very delightful look on him, Ron thought. "You must be uncomfortable," he said, noticing their positioning.

Draco sat up, adjusting himself to be supported by his elbows, "Yeah, we are on a bloody table."

Ron smiled and cautiously leaned in for a quick kiss. Draco met him and kissed him briefly. Pulling him in closer, Draco became aware that Ron's stomach was really really sticky pressed against his.

"Should clean you up," Draco stated, breaking the kiss and looking at his stomach.

Ron followed Draco's gaze and with a finger wiped up a bit of the spunk off. He proceeded to slip the finger in his mouth and made smacking noises when he sucked it clean.

"Fucking tease," Draco said laughing.

Ron shrugged and smiled, getting up off the table and stretching, "S'yummy."

Draco also got off the table and reached into his robe to get his wand. Ron couldn't help but take a look at the smooth and firm bum of Draco's as he bent down, but the blatant stare was interrupted by a yawn. With the same cleaning spell that led to all of this, the two boys and the table were rid of any evidence from earlier.

Ron pouted slightly and pulled Draco in for another kiss. It was quick because it was now Draco's turn to start yawning. He pulled the redhead into a rather large chair used for comfort while watching the stars.

Ron instantly swung his legs between Draco's and rested his head in the crook of his neck. Draco sighed and wrapped his arms around Ron underneath the blanket he put over the two of them.

The faint snore of Ron was heard only moments later as the grip of his hand on Draco's side loosened. Draco looked up at the night sky and soon followed Ron into a deep sleep.

Harry ran a hand through his hair to tame it slightly as he approached the Astronomy Tower. 2 am and Ron still wasn't back.

The brunette knocked on the door leading to the classroom saying, "Search party, here to rescue one Ronald Weasley."

After hearing no response, his smile faded and he opened the door and entered. His eyes scanned the room and spotted a quite disarranged table, a neat stack of books and Ron and Draco sharing a chair, sound asleep.

His brow furrowed and mouth gaped slightly; his expression thoroughly perplexed at the sight upon him.

"Should I wake them?" was his main thought. He considered the fact that tomorrow was Saturday and decided that they could wake themselves up. Too many experiences with trying to get Ron up lead to multiple injuries.

Instead, he just shrugged and headed back to the Griffindor wing.