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The Ferret and The Weasel (Lia & Aislashu)

The weight on top of him caused him to stir a bit, and his arms tightened around Draco when they were pulled over the more slender Slytherin's body. Ron's eyes fluttered a bit and then slowly opened, blinking blearily up at the ceiling. With Draco's head on his chest, he didn't see the blond right away, but he definitely felt the weight on him, and something under his arms. His head tilted and he blinked the sleep from his eyes, Draco's platinum blond hair coming into focus.

"You okay?" he asked softly, sliding his hand up Draco's back and up into the other teen's hair.
 
He shrugged at the question, not really knowing how to answer. Truth be told, even if he did know how to answer the question, Draco didn't really want to talk about it right then anyway. He was tired, and admitting that he'd (basically) lied to the redhead meant that he was running the risk of losing Weasley before they'd even truly had a chance at anything. That scared him. "Tomorrow, okay?" As much as Draco hated to admit it, he knew that Madame Pompfrey was right and that he had to tell Ron the whole truth. "After I talk to my friends." The blond breathed out a long breath, forcing himself to relax into the other wizard's embrace fully while wondering how something so new could feel so familiar. His eyes closed and Draco nuzzled into the solid chest beneath him a little before settling completely.
 
Ron nodded, stroking Draco's hair gently, keeping his arms around the other blonde. It definitely wasn't entirely comfortable on the couch, but Ron didn't care. He found he quite enjoyed the feeling of Draco's weight on his larger body, and it made up for the discomfort. Settling his hand on the small of Draco's back, he turned his head to place a soft kiss to the side of Draco's neck.

"All right, then. Sleep well, Dray," Ron murmured, smiling sleepily at the blond boy on top of him.
 
The night passed quickly, and when Draco woke, the sun was already coming through the window and he was still exhausted. The blond didn't want to face his friends, or anyone really, but that choice was taken from him. They still had another five full days, including today, with the punishment which meant there was no slipping off to the kitchens to eat alone rather than in the Hall with everyone else. He pouted a little bit at that thought.

Looking up, he smiled a little at the soft, sleeping face above him. Well, there were some things that could cheer him up no matter what...

Carefully, the blond slid down the redhead's body. Only when he was nearly completely off of Ron did he sit up just a bit, enough to release the other wizard's prick from his pajama pants. Draco had wanted to suck Ron since that first night when the Gryffindor had stripped to shower. Grinning, the blond did just that, taking the full length of the cock into his mouth and sucking with long, sure strokes of his mouth.
 
Ron stirred faintly as Draco slid down his body, but didn't wake. He had a morning erection like most teens his age do, and his cock practically sprang free when Draco exposed it, freckled shaft throbbing in the air. Though it wasn't exposed to the air for long, Draco's warm, sweet mouth engulfing it and swallowing it right into the throat. Ron groaned in his sleep, shifting his hips around a bit on the couch, arching upwards. As those pink lips slid up and down his length, he began to wake, groaning, eyes fluttering open as he looked down.

"Oh, blimey..." he gasped, reaching down, curling his fingers into Draco's hair. "Fuck, Draco...yes, suck me...oh fuckin' Merlin!" Ron cried out in pleasure, rolling his hips to fuck up into Draco's eager, sucking mouth.
 
Grinning around the prick in his mouth at the reaction he received, Draco continued to suck. He very probably could be classed as a cock-whore, and would suck anyone who asked. But this, knowing that the prick that was in his mouth and the wizard it belonged to was his, was even more exciting. He sucked eagerly, tongue working the sensitive underside while his lips tightened and loosened with no discernible rhythm or pattern, Draco only listening for his cues from the redhead beneath him.

Shifting, the blond slid one hand up, cupping the heavy balls that he had thus far ignored, rolling them and tugging gently as he sucked.
 
Ron stared down at the blond head bobbing in his lap, his cock throbbing. He watched the thick length disappear between those soft pink lips as Draco slid down over him, his back arching a bit more. One leg fell off the couch, and he pressed his foot against the floor, while his other leg raised to hook his ankle over the back of the couch. He rocked up, groaning more as his cock pushed deep into Draco's throat.

"Bloody hell, yes...suck me, Malfoy...suck my cock!" he cried out in pleasure, fingers curling tightly into the soft, pale hair.
 
He swallowed around Ron each time the redhead's cock was pushed into his throat, moaning softly. His own hips thrust down into the sofa below him, prick leaking in his sleep pants as he rutted against the soft cushions. Draco drew his mouth up, nearly pulling off of the big, pale prick. His tongue teased the slit at the head, the pink tip dipping inside just a touch before he dove back down, head bobbing just a fraction faster while his cheeks hollowed to suck harder. Teeth grazed here and there, never enough to hurt but more than enough to give a bit of a jolt with the different texture.
 
Ron curled his toes, pushing his foot against the floor to thrust his hips upwards. His back arched sharply as those lips nearly came off his cock, throbbing at the teasing of his slit. His cock was leaking good amounts of pre, and he thrust up to the boy's mouth when it was thrust back down. A loud moan escaped him as he felt Draco's teeth, and he couldn't help but groan.

"More...teeth," he gasped, throbbing every time he felt them over his shaft. He tugged Draco's hair, fucking up more into that eager mouth.
 
He grinned. With both hands, the blond pressed Ron's hips down and held them still. Once he was sure the other wasn't going to thrust up for the moment, Draco took the base of the redhead's cock between his teeth and dragged up slowly, scraping them along every inch of the other wizard's prick. When he got to the head, the blond teased the slit a bit more, his tongue pressing forward just a fraction more while the head of the Gryffindor's cock was held between white teeth gently. Draco teased, licking and nipping over the head and glans for several minutes before sucking him down again with renewed intensity.
 
"Shit fuck fuck FUCK FUCK!!" Ron shouted, struggling against Draco's surprisingly strong grip, toes curling tightly, calves flexing, his fingers moving to grip the fabric of the couch as his back arched sharply instead, the top of his head pressing to the arm of the couch as he felt those teeth. His cock throbbed powerfully, spurting pre into Draco's mouth, and he was left gasping in pleasure when the head was reaching. He let out a deep exhale of air and practically went limp on the couch, moaning uselessly as those teeth teased and it his head.

When Draco swallowed him whole again, Ron couldn't help it. Eyes shot open wide, and his mouth opened, but he didn't have time to get the words out as he erupted, cumming hard into the blond's mouth.
 
Draco whimpered as his own orgasm ripped through him, seconds before his mouth was flooded. The blond swallowed everything, cheeks hollowing as he sucked harder to draw more out. Finally, slowly, he drew off of the cock, giving the head one last nibble before slithering up the redhead's body. He kissed Ron, happy and sated now. "I've wanted to suck your cock since our first night here," he muttered a bit sleepily as he laid his head back down on the Gryffindor's chest for a minute, needing to catch his breath. He knew they had to get up and go to breakfast, but for the moment, Draco was finally content after a night of stress and anxiety.
 
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