See chapter one for warnings, disclaimers, etc.

Title: Missed Chances - the dream
Author: Lena

"Harry..."

"Yeah, Ron."

"Suck me off."

Harry sighed. “Not again! God, Ron, you're insatiable.”

“I know. I can’t help it. You’re so fucking hot.”

“Don’t try to flatter me.”

“Come on!”

Harry smiled. “Beg me.”

“Please, please, pretty please...with a cherry on top!” Ron pleaded.

“Oh, I suppose.” Harry scooted himself towards the end of the bed. He grabbed Ron’s legs and wrenched them apart.

Ron leaned his head back on the pillow. It didn't take much tonight, but Ron would have begged much harder had Harry asked.

“God, I love it when you’re rough,” Ron said coyly.

Harry mumbled, “Be quiet.“ He ran his tongue lightly up one thigh, brushing across and over Ron’s cock, then ran his tongue down the other thigh.

There was no question Ron was aroused. Ron loved the little touches that Harry’s mouth made. He loved everything Harry did. Ron let out a little whimper.

“Shut up. I’ve barely touched you.”

Ron whined, “Harryyyy...”

Harry stopped, looked up at Ron and said, “Do I have to get the gag out?”

Ron was still and didn’t say a word. Harry had that look on his face. Ron didn’t want to make Harry mad.

Harry said louder. “Do I?”

Ron whispered, “No.”

Harry said, “Okay, then, shut up!”

Harry continued to run his tongue across Ron’s thighs. Harry gently touched Ron’s balls and ever so softly began kneading them between his fingers. Harry flicked his tongue over the base of Ron’s swelling cock. Harry moved his hand from Ron's testicles to his rod.

Ron couldn’t stand it. All he had to do was look at Harry and he’d come. He placed an arm over his eyes and clenched his mouth shut.

Harry stopped again. “Take your arm off.”

Ron moved it slightly, but not completely off.

Harry yelled, “I want you to see what I am doing! Take your arm off.”

Ron didn’t want to move, but his body started to shake.

Ron felt Harry push his arm off his face. Harry gripped Ron’s wrist firmly and pinned it to his side.

Harry went back to work on Ron’s cock. He licked softly up the shaft to the head. He teased Ron by placing his mouth near the very tip, but didn’t quite put his lips around it. He worked his tongue around and around the top, then swiftly ran it down the side of Ron’s pulsing member.

Up and down, Harry went, until he would reach the top, then rush down to the base. Finally, Harry’s tongue flicked back up, slowly, slowly; until he touched the tip...then he put his mouth around Ron’s cock and shoved it deep in his mouth.

Ron arched his back and let out an uncontrollable groan. Harry still had Ron's arm pinned. He grasped it harder and pinched a bit a skin on Ron's wrist.

Ron wanted to yell out, but muffled it by biting his bottom lip. "Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

Harry let go of Ron’s cock for a moment to move Ron’s free hand down to his groin. Ron grabbed himself and began quickly stroking, as Harry went back to massaging Ron's balls.

Harry moved his mouth up Ron's cock, with Ron’s hand following. Then Harry would thrust the shaft into his mouth, and Ron’s hand would move swiftly down to the base.

Even though he loved Harry and all he did to him, Ron loved touching himself. He did it all the time, with or without Harry.

Up and down, faster and faster, Harry sucked, all the while kneading Ron’s balls. Harry let go of Ron’s pinned arm. Harry grasped himself and quickly moved his hand up and down his own cock.

Ron grabbed Harry's hair with his newly freed hand and alternated between pulling and pushing Harry into him. Ron was shaking with trying to keep his eyes focused on Harry and keeping quiet.

Ron knew Harry would send him over the edge. He always did. Harry slowly came up and moved his mouth off Ron’s cock. Ron’s body went into convulsions. His hips rocked up and down. Ron groaned again, but stopped because he knew Harry would get angry. Ron made sure he was watching everything, doing what he was told.

Harry reached down and placed his mouth over one of Ron’s balls and sucked, flicking his tongue over it. Ron was squirming and it was becoming desperately difficult not to scream. Ron moved his hips into Harry. Ron continued stroking himself and he still had a fist-full of black hair in his other hand.

Harry continued sucking on Ron, then let go and blew on Ron's oversensitive balls. Ron thought he was just going to erupt in flames from Harry's hot breath. Ron's hand moved up and down, as fast as he could over his cock.

Then, in one swift motion, Harry placed his mouth over the tip of Ron’s cock, and plunged it deep into the back of his throat and swallowed. Ron could feel Harry’s throat muscles tighten and sure enough, Ron's hips bucked and he came.

Ron's body shook, as he let out a sob and tears sprang to his eyes.

Harry worked on himself, continuing until he, too, came. As he did, Harry released Ron’s cock and yelled out, "Fuck!"

Harry's unfocused eyes stared at Ron. Harry's mouth was slightly open and he looked lovingly at Ron. Ron felt like little sparks were emitting from his body and he couldn't breathe.

Harry rested his head for a moment against Ron’s thigh. He lifted his hand to the back of his head and removed Ron's hand from his hair. He then raised his head and began lapping up the warm liquid dripping down over Ron's cock and hand.

Ron was grateful to finally close his eyes. He still had a grip on his own throbbing cock as he called out, “Harry...Harry...”