Walking up to Ron as he sulks over chess in the common room, Harry is…
Apologetic.
"Ron…"
Silent tension.
"Love, I'm sorry…"
Ron rolling his eyes unbelievingly
"I never meant to hurt you. It's just, I was afraid. For you, for me. I didn't want Malfoy to have another reason to torment you…"
Clear blue eyes begin to show mercy…
Affectionate.
As Harry takes his place by Ron's side, he slips his hand into his.
"You mean the world to me. Whenever I have needed you, you've been there. I love you more than you'll ever know…"
He presses his face into Ron's neck, but doesn't miss the contented sigh of his boyfriend.
"…I only want to be with you."
Honest.
Gentle press of lips.
Soft pecks quickly turn into moan-capturing kisses as they shift on the couch.
Arousal becomes apparent and Harry begins to grind down as Ron wraps his legs around Harry's narrow waist for more contact.
"You know," kiss, "next time," nibble, "you send," pant, "the twins after me, grind, "tell them to 'defend their ickle Ronniekin's honor' themselves," groan, "Ginny's bat-bogey hexes are hell."
Giggle.
Groan.
"Merlin, Harry. I want you.'
"But…"
"No, I don't care who sees. I want you right here, right now. Let them know that you own me."
The monster growls.
Dominant.
"I do. You're mine, Ron. Understand? Mine, all mine."
"Oh Merlin, yes, Harry. Fuck me, fuck me hard"
"I'm gonna fuck you into the ground…"
Breathless, "Yess."
"…'til you forget your name..."
"Yesss."
"…Then, when you can barely move, I'm gonna make love to you so sweet, you'll never need chocolate again."
Deep chuckle.
"I'd love to see you try."
"Then prepare to watch me succeed."
Having Sex.
The sound of torn cloth echoes through the surprisingly still empty common room.
Ron's legs tighten around Harry's waist.
The lubrication spell performed, Harry, with practiced effort, slides slowly into Ron letting him adjust to the familiar intrusion.
"Mm, Harry."
"Oh, Ron. Feels so good."
Must. Let. Ron. Adjust.
Can't. Move. Yet.
"Harry?"
"Hm?"
"Move already!"
"But…"
Unfinished sentences, rolling hips, prostate found.
Slender hips slam into the submissive passage.
Ron moans in ecstasy.
"Still want to see me try?"
"Ron cries out in encouragement, MmmYesyesyeyesbloodyfuckinghellyes!!!"
Harry keeps his promise. Soon, they lay tangled in each other as their speeding heartbeat lulls them into a short nap.
They wake up together.
After they get dressed, they exit the common room to pull Hermione from her books, hand in hand.
Maybe love isn't enough.
Maybe it's everything.