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Title; The Masseuse (10/10)
Rating; NC-17
Pairing; Ron/Draco
Word Count; 2,070
Summary; 'When Moody hired a masseuse to work out the kinks from his aurors, it set of a chain on events with some unsual consequences.'
Warnings; Explicit Sex, Angst, Fluff, BDSM, Fisting, Crossdressing, OOC Characters, Toy's
Disclaimer; This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
A/N; This is written for my 100quills prompt of Ron/Draco, which I will be posting there as soon as I am accepted.
The Masseuse Arc ; Chapter 10
by; Mack
“Ready to go?” Ron asked a few days later leaning against the wall next to the fireplace waiting for the blonde to finish dragging his suitcases out into the room.
“You could help you know,” Draco asked annoyed.
“I know, didn’t feel like it thought, I’m tired,” Ron said with a yawn.
“Whose fault is that? Mr. I-Want-To-Have-Sex-In-Each-Room?” Draco asked.
Ron noticed then he was moving a little gingerly with a limp. “You loved it.”
“That’s not the point, I’m sore, my arse is sore and you’re standing there letting me do all the work,” Draco said crossing his arms over his chest.
Ron rolled his eyes and grabbed his wand flicking them at the suitcases and an instant later they were all gone. “There, fixed.”
“What was that? Where are they?” Draco demanded moving to stand in front of Ron with an angry look.
“I sent them back to my room,” Ron said reaching an arm out to grab the blonde and drag him closer. “Do you mind?”
Draco pouted and Ron grinned leaning to kiss the blonde. “Thought not, ready to go get yelled at?”
“How many voice mails did you get?”
“One hundred and twenty seven, my mother was hysterical, I know I’m going to get yelled at,” Ron said wrapping the blonde into a hug.
“Poor baby, are you scared of your mother?”
“Yes, she’s scary.”
“Scaredey cat.”
“Tell me your mother doesn’t scare you and then you can comment.”
“She does, but that’s because she usually has Sev behind her.”
“And my mother has my dad, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ginny and Harry and sometimes Hermione with her. Now that’s a little scary.”
“You’re bigger than they are.”
“Not Bill and Charlie. Bill’s taller and Charlie’s stronger, Hermione’s smarter, Harry’s more powerful, Fred and George are cunning and my parents are my parents.”
“You’re amazing in bed, and that beats out everything.”
“Yes, because I’m going to tell my mother that.”
“I told my mother that.”
Ron’s jaw dropped open a little as he looked at the blonde. “You did what?”
“Told her you were amazing in bed, got her to shut up, I’m not sure if she was interested or about to gag.”
Ron rolled his eyes rubbing a hand over his face.” I can’t believe you did that.”
“Well I did, right before we left.”
“You’re impossible.”
“You love me.”
“Maybe, maybe not,” Ron replied with a smirk.
He felt Draco stiffen and he opened his eyes to look down at the blonde who was looking up at him with some trepidation. He smiled at the blonde and kissed him. “Don’t worry about it,” he said softly.
He felt Draco relax minutely and he tighten his arms catching the blondes gaze. “Alright, what’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing, I’m being stupid,” Draco said moving to kiss Ron.
Ron kissed the blonde back but tightened his hold on Draco. “I’m not stupid, tell me, please.”
Draco buried his face into Ron’s shirt and gave a small laugh. “I feel like an idiot.”
“And as soon as you tell me then I can call you out on it, or refute the idea.”
Draco shook his head shoulders shaking a little in laughter or tears, Ron couldn’t tell without seeing the blondes face. “I’m just being emotional.”
“Well duh, but I’d like to help if I can, please,” Ron said with a frown linking his hands together behind the blonde back, not letting him move an inch.
“Fine,” Draco said moving to rest his chin on Ron’s chest and look up. “I love you, and I know I do so don’t tell me its in the moment and all that crap. I know I do, which is why I got mad back then when you told me is was just fucking, happy?”
Ron’s face was carefully blank before he shrugged. “That makes me feel good,” he said leaning down to kiss the blonde. “And for some reason I think I do to.”
“Some reason?” Draco asked pulling back before he could be kissed.
“Well it’s been like two weeks since we actually started to see each other, so it’s a little soon to me,” Ron said with a shrug.
“Well that makes me feel better,” Draco said sarcastically thumping Ron’s shoulder.
“Hey! Are you mad at me now?”
“A little, some reason indeed. I’ll let you know that I’m very lovable.”
“I know,” Ron said rolling his eyes. “Just like a little bunny, all cute and lovable.”
“I am not a rabbit, give me a mountain lion, or a panther, or a tiger or a…”
“Ferret?” Ron suggested keeping a straight face.
“Little shit,” Draco said pouting as Ron chuckled and kissed the blonde.
“You love it, my little ferret,” Ron said rubbing his nose against Draco’s in a Eskimo kiss.
“Whatever, are we going or what?” Draco asked moving out of Ron’s embrace and crossing his arms over his chest.
Ron nodded and pushed off the wall flicking his wand lighting the fire. He watched as Draco grabbed a handful of Floo powder and was about to throw it into the fire before Ron grabbed his arm.
Draco looked at him questioningly and Ron smiled leaning into the kiss the blonde softly. “Love you,” he whispered against Draco’s lips before releasing his arm.
Draco blinked at him before smiling widely and wrapping an arm around Ron’s neck kissing him soundly. Ron’s hands found there way to Draco’s hips gripping slightly as they kissed for a little bit.
“Better go,” Ron said with a smile breaking the kiss.
“Of course,” Draco said with one last time and threw the Floo into the fire and stepped through. Ron grinned at the fire before grabbing his own handful of powder and following through, and was met with the sight of Draco bound on the sofa and a group of people yelling at each other.
He looked over at Draco who rolled his eyes angrily and Ron sighed waving his wand freeing Draco before looking at the group who had still not noticed him, or the fact that Draco was standing next to him looking murderous.
“What the FUCK is going on?” he asked carefully, controlling his temper.
That caught the attention of everyone in the room. He saw Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Charlie and his Mum staring at Draco angrily and he caught sight of Snape and Draco’s mum looking at him with murder in their eyes. Suddenly his mother had her arms around him and he stiffened.
“Oh my poor baby, you’re ok. Where were you? Are you hurt? Did her hurt you? I swear to god if he did anything to you?” his mother said tugging at his clothes looking for something.
Ron looked over at Draco seeing him getting the same treatment before his mother gasped. “What is that?” Ron looked back at his mother noticing she was staring at his collarbone.
Looking down he saw a big bruise and he grinned. “A hickey,” he said watching dryly as his mother turned bright red. “What the hell are you all doing in my house?”
“We were worried. We didn’t know where you were and you didn’t show up to dinner, or to work,” his mother said wringing her hands.
“Or you could’ve just checked with Moody and found out I took the week off,” Ron said running a hand over his face. “You are all insane by the way.”
“We were worried about you, and then the ferret wasn’t here, so what were we supposed to think?” Harry said glaring at Draco.
“That maybe I was away from all of your fucking shit?” Ron shot back annoyed.
“What did we do?” Hermione asked hurt.
“Not trust me.”
“I trust you, I trust you with my life,” Harry said as everyone nodded.
Ron sighed. “Then maybe you could trust me with my own FUCKING LIFE! I am twenty five years old, I am an Auror, I know how to take care of myself, and walking into my own goddamn house, seeing my boyfriend tied up on my couch ruined what had probably been one of the best weeks of my life. For the love of god I’ve dealt with everyone’s relationship shit for the past years, I mean I dealt with Harry beginning to date Snape, I’ve dealt with all the drama and shit, and then for the first time in four years I’ve had a boyfriend and you all automatically assume I’ve eleven again.”
He could see his own family looking at the ground sheepishly and he looked over at Draco who seemed to be in a staring contest with both his mother and Snape at the same time. His lips twitched as he watched first Mrs. Malfoy turn away, and then Snape before Draco smiled satisfied. Turning to look at his family he crossed his arms over his chest.
“Do you have anything to say or am I going to not go to family dinner for a long time?”
His mother wrung her hands. “We’ll trust you,” she said as everyone nodded their heads.
“Fine, then leave please,” he said running hands over his face, waiting for the seven cracks of apparition before he turned to look at the blonde before collapsing back on the couch. “I hate life right now.”
“Don’t worry about it, just forget about it,” Draco said.
Ron nodded as he felt someone straddle his legs and he looked up smiling as Draco leaned forward to rest his head on his folded arms, their chins touching. Grabbing his wand he raised the wards and turned of the Floo before wrapping arms around the blonde hands sinking into Draco’s arse.
“Don’t even think about it, I can’t sit, it hurts,” Draco said slapping his arm.
Ron grinned. “I could kiss and make it better.”
“Don’t think so, I was just tied up, I need a therapist.”
“You looked nice gagged though,” Ron said grinning slipping a hand under the blonde’s shirt.
“I might’ve looked nice, and we can deal with bondage later, but right now, I want to sleep,” Draco said grabbing his arm and dragging it off to the side.
“Fine, lazy butt,” Ron said moving so they were both laying on the couch, spooned together. “Love you you know.”
“I know,” Draco said sounding giddy as he kissed Ron before pillowing his head on the redhead’s bicep. “I love you to.”
“You should move in,” Ron said softly.
“I come with a lot of equipment.”
“Things I can use?”
“Some things, and then there are some things I need to look good, and isn’t this too soon?”
“If you don’t want to, its fine, but it would be nice. I had a really good time at that house, I liked waking up with you,” Ron whispered against Draco’s neck.
“I liked it to, but I also come with a lot of clothes.”
“And I have a few rules.”
“I don’t like rules, what are they?”
“Sex at least three times a day, clothing is required to be off unless there are people are around, and being good at cleaning spells.”
“Those don’t sound to bad, but the cleaning spells, hire a house elf.”
“I meant for you and me, otherwise the bed would be really sticky and cold.”
“Hmmm…I’ll have to think about it….sure, why the fuck not, we’re odd enough as it is.”
Ron smiled and kissed the blonde trying to slip a hand into Draco’s jeans, but was stopped by a hand on his arm.
“I said no, it hurts too much,” Draco said with a pout. “If you’re good in the morning I’ll suck you off.”
Ron pouted then rolled his eyes, moving the two of them until he was standing, Draco’s legs around his waist as he supported the two of them. “Fine, let’s sleep, its getting late.”
“Fine,” Draco said resting his head on Ron’s shoulder as the redhead bore them to his, their room.
Ron settled the both of them into the bed and with a quick snap of his fingers they were both undressed. Wrapping an arm around the blonde he drew the slender body against his own and kissed the bare shoulder.
“Thought you could only do summoning spells?” Draco asked around a yawn.
“Lied, can do that one as well,” Ron said with a grin kissing the blondes neck. “Night babe.”
“Night love.”
Thank you all who read and reviewed! Look out for more stories soon!
Chapter 1 | Previous Chapter
Rating; NC-17
Pairing; Ron/Draco
Word Count; 2,070
Summary; 'When Moody hired a masseuse to work out the kinks from his aurors, it set of a chain on events with some unsual consequences.'
Warnings; Explicit Sex, Angst, Fluff, BDSM, Fisting, Crossdressing, OOC Characters, Toy's
Disclaimer; This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
A/N; This is written for my 100quills prompt of Ron/Draco, which I will be posting there as soon as I am accepted.
The Masseuse Arc ; Chapter 10
by; Mack
“Ready to go?” Ron asked a few days later leaning against the wall next to the fireplace waiting for the blonde to finish dragging his suitcases out into the room.
“You could help you know,” Draco asked annoyed.
“I know, didn’t feel like it thought, I’m tired,” Ron said with a yawn.
“Whose fault is that? Mr. I-Want-To-Have-Sex-In-Each-Room?” Draco asked.
Ron noticed then he was moving a little gingerly with a limp. “You loved it.”
“That’s not the point, I’m sore, my arse is sore and you’re standing there letting me do all the work,” Draco said crossing his arms over his chest.
Ron rolled his eyes and grabbed his wand flicking them at the suitcases and an instant later they were all gone. “There, fixed.”
“What was that? Where are they?” Draco demanded moving to stand in front of Ron with an angry look.
“I sent them back to my room,” Ron said reaching an arm out to grab the blonde and drag him closer. “Do you mind?”
Draco pouted and Ron grinned leaning to kiss the blonde. “Thought not, ready to go get yelled at?”
“How many voice mails did you get?”
“One hundred and twenty seven, my mother was hysterical, I know I’m going to get yelled at,” Ron said wrapping the blonde into a hug.
“Poor baby, are you scared of your mother?”
“Yes, she’s scary.”
“Scaredey cat.”
“Tell me your mother doesn’t scare you and then you can comment.”
“She does, but that’s because she usually has Sev behind her.”
“And my mother has my dad, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ginny and Harry and sometimes Hermione with her. Now that’s a little scary.”
“You’re bigger than they are.”
“Not Bill and Charlie. Bill’s taller and Charlie’s stronger, Hermione’s smarter, Harry’s more powerful, Fred and George are cunning and my parents are my parents.”
“You’re amazing in bed, and that beats out everything.”
“Yes, because I’m going to tell my mother that.”
“I told my mother that.”
Ron’s jaw dropped open a little as he looked at the blonde. “You did what?”
“Told her you were amazing in bed, got her to shut up, I’m not sure if she was interested or about to gag.”
Ron rolled his eyes rubbing a hand over his face.” I can’t believe you did that.”
“Well I did, right before we left.”
“You’re impossible.”
“You love me.”
“Maybe, maybe not,” Ron replied with a smirk.
He felt Draco stiffen and he opened his eyes to look down at the blonde who was looking up at him with some trepidation. He smiled at the blonde and kissed him. “Don’t worry about it,” he said softly.
He felt Draco relax minutely and he tighten his arms catching the blondes gaze. “Alright, what’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing, I’m being stupid,” Draco said moving to kiss Ron.
Ron kissed the blonde back but tightened his hold on Draco. “I’m not stupid, tell me, please.”
Draco buried his face into Ron’s shirt and gave a small laugh. “I feel like an idiot.”
“And as soon as you tell me then I can call you out on it, or refute the idea.”
Draco shook his head shoulders shaking a little in laughter or tears, Ron couldn’t tell without seeing the blondes face. “I’m just being emotional.”
“Well duh, but I’d like to help if I can, please,” Ron said with a frown linking his hands together behind the blonde back, not letting him move an inch.
“Fine,” Draco said moving to rest his chin on Ron’s chest and look up. “I love you, and I know I do so don’t tell me its in the moment and all that crap. I know I do, which is why I got mad back then when you told me is was just fucking, happy?”
Ron’s face was carefully blank before he shrugged. “That makes me feel good,” he said leaning down to kiss the blonde. “And for some reason I think I do to.”
“Some reason?” Draco asked pulling back before he could be kissed.
“Well it’s been like two weeks since we actually started to see each other, so it’s a little soon to me,” Ron said with a shrug.
“Well that makes me feel better,” Draco said sarcastically thumping Ron’s shoulder.
“Hey! Are you mad at me now?”
“A little, some reason indeed. I’ll let you know that I’m very lovable.”
“I know,” Ron said rolling his eyes. “Just like a little bunny, all cute and lovable.”
“I am not a rabbit, give me a mountain lion, or a panther, or a tiger or a…”
“Ferret?” Ron suggested keeping a straight face.
“Little shit,” Draco said pouting as Ron chuckled and kissed the blonde.
“You love it, my little ferret,” Ron said rubbing his nose against Draco’s in a Eskimo kiss.
“Whatever, are we going or what?” Draco asked moving out of Ron’s embrace and crossing his arms over his chest.
Ron nodded and pushed off the wall flicking his wand lighting the fire. He watched as Draco grabbed a handful of Floo powder and was about to throw it into the fire before Ron grabbed his arm.
Draco looked at him questioningly and Ron smiled leaning into the kiss the blonde softly. “Love you,” he whispered against Draco’s lips before releasing his arm.
Draco blinked at him before smiling widely and wrapping an arm around Ron’s neck kissing him soundly. Ron’s hands found there way to Draco’s hips gripping slightly as they kissed for a little bit.
“Better go,” Ron said with a smile breaking the kiss.
“Of course,” Draco said with one last time and threw the Floo into the fire and stepped through. Ron grinned at the fire before grabbing his own handful of powder and following through, and was met with the sight of Draco bound on the sofa and a group of people yelling at each other.
He looked over at Draco who rolled his eyes angrily and Ron sighed waving his wand freeing Draco before looking at the group who had still not noticed him, or the fact that Draco was standing next to him looking murderous.
“What the FUCK is going on?” he asked carefully, controlling his temper.
That caught the attention of everyone in the room. He saw Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Charlie and his Mum staring at Draco angrily and he caught sight of Snape and Draco’s mum looking at him with murder in their eyes. Suddenly his mother had her arms around him and he stiffened.
“Oh my poor baby, you’re ok. Where were you? Are you hurt? Did her hurt you? I swear to god if he did anything to you?” his mother said tugging at his clothes looking for something.
Ron looked over at Draco seeing him getting the same treatment before his mother gasped. “What is that?” Ron looked back at his mother noticing she was staring at his collarbone.
Looking down he saw a big bruise and he grinned. “A hickey,” he said watching dryly as his mother turned bright red. “What the hell are you all doing in my house?”
“We were worried. We didn’t know where you were and you didn’t show up to dinner, or to work,” his mother said wringing her hands.
“Or you could’ve just checked with Moody and found out I took the week off,” Ron said running a hand over his face. “You are all insane by the way.”
“We were worried about you, and then the ferret wasn’t here, so what were we supposed to think?” Harry said glaring at Draco.
“That maybe I was away from all of your fucking shit?” Ron shot back annoyed.
“What did we do?” Hermione asked hurt.
“Not trust me.”
“I trust you, I trust you with my life,” Harry said as everyone nodded.
Ron sighed. “Then maybe you could trust me with my own FUCKING LIFE! I am twenty five years old, I am an Auror, I know how to take care of myself, and walking into my own goddamn house, seeing my boyfriend tied up on my couch ruined what had probably been one of the best weeks of my life. For the love of god I’ve dealt with everyone’s relationship shit for the past years, I mean I dealt with Harry beginning to date Snape, I’ve dealt with all the drama and shit, and then for the first time in four years I’ve had a boyfriend and you all automatically assume I’ve eleven again.”
He could see his own family looking at the ground sheepishly and he looked over at Draco who seemed to be in a staring contest with both his mother and Snape at the same time. His lips twitched as he watched first Mrs. Malfoy turn away, and then Snape before Draco smiled satisfied. Turning to look at his family he crossed his arms over his chest.
“Do you have anything to say or am I going to not go to family dinner for a long time?”
His mother wrung her hands. “We’ll trust you,” she said as everyone nodded their heads.
“Fine, then leave please,” he said running hands over his face, waiting for the seven cracks of apparition before he turned to look at the blonde before collapsing back on the couch. “I hate life right now.”
“Don’t worry about it, just forget about it,” Draco said.
Ron nodded as he felt someone straddle his legs and he looked up smiling as Draco leaned forward to rest his head on his folded arms, their chins touching. Grabbing his wand he raised the wards and turned of the Floo before wrapping arms around the blonde hands sinking into Draco’s arse.
“Don’t even think about it, I can’t sit, it hurts,” Draco said slapping his arm.
Ron grinned. “I could kiss and make it better.”
“Don’t think so, I was just tied up, I need a therapist.”
“You looked nice gagged though,” Ron said grinning slipping a hand under the blonde’s shirt.
“I might’ve looked nice, and we can deal with bondage later, but right now, I want to sleep,” Draco said grabbing his arm and dragging it off to the side.
“Fine, lazy butt,” Ron said moving so they were both laying on the couch, spooned together. “Love you you know.”
“I know,” Draco said sounding giddy as he kissed Ron before pillowing his head on the redhead’s bicep. “I love you to.”
“You should move in,” Ron said softly.
“I come with a lot of equipment.”
“Things I can use?”
“Some things, and then there are some things I need to look good, and isn’t this too soon?”
“If you don’t want to, its fine, but it would be nice. I had a really good time at that house, I liked waking up with you,” Ron whispered against Draco’s neck.
“I liked it to, but I also come with a lot of clothes.”
“And I have a few rules.”
“I don’t like rules, what are they?”
“Sex at least three times a day, clothing is required to be off unless there are people are around, and being good at cleaning spells.”
“Those don’t sound to bad, but the cleaning spells, hire a house elf.”
“I meant for you and me, otherwise the bed would be really sticky and cold.”
“Hmmm…I’ll have to think about it….sure, why the fuck not, we’re odd enough as it is.”
Ron smiled and kissed the blonde trying to slip a hand into Draco’s jeans, but was stopped by a hand on his arm.
“I said no, it hurts too much,” Draco said with a pout. “If you’re good in the morning I’ll suck you off.”
Ron pouted then rolled his eyes, moving the two of them until he was standing, Draco’s legs around his waist as he supported the two of them. “Fine, let’s sleep, its getting late.”
“Fine,” Draco said resting his head on Ron’s shoulder as the redhead bore them to his, their room.
Ron settled the both of them into the bed and with a quick snap of his fingers they were both undressed. Wrapping an arm around the blonde he drew the slender body against his own and kissed the bare shoulder.
“Thought you could only do summoning spells?” Draco asked around a yawn.
“Lied, can do that one as well,” Ron said with a grin kissing the blondes neck. “Night babe.”
“Night love.”
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