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Harry Potter x Reader x Ron Weasley ~ Regarder La Beauté | SMUT

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Includes: Exhibitionism, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (be safe, guys!), fingering, harsh language, partial nudity, and masturbation

Inspired by a very similar Fred x Reader x George smut shot

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I never imagined me ever doing this, but here I was, creeping through the Burrow at plenty of hours over Mrs. Weasley's enforced bedtime to go to the room in the house where my boyfriend was sleeping. Another wild thing about it was that he whispered in my ear while I was brushing my teeth to "come up when everyone is asleep." I wanted to be safe, so I waited quite a while before walking cautiously from Ginny's room on the first floor all the way to Ron's room on the fifth floor below the attic.

When I got there, I opened the door so slowly that it, fortunately, made no noise until I closed it. As it clicked shut, I looked over in the darkness towards Ron's bed, where he was sleeping peacefully, surprisingly not snoring like usual. Then I saw Harry on the opposite side of the cramped room. He was lying on the camping bed provided with dozens of matted-down blankets which were layered under him. He was reading Quidditch Through The Ages with his wand providing him light.

The moment he heard the door open, he looked up and smiled, setting his book and wand on the floor. The single window above Harry's bed was enough light for me to sit down next to him. He leaned forward and kissed my lips. "Hi," he whispered, and I grew my own smile as well after hearing his raspy and unused voice.

"Hi," I replied, much quieter than him, and he chuckled, his smile becoming more crooked into a small smirk. He grabbed my hips with both hands and nudged me forward, so our legs were touching. He let his lips linger near mine, and my grin fell slightly as I diverted my eyes between his eyes and lips. Another nudge with his hands and our lips met again, and I fell into a straddle across his waist.

I giggled quietly, and he shushed me, making me bite down on my lip. His hands trailed from my hips down to my ass, bringing us even closer, so our chests were touching, and he was breathing down my neck. When he squeezed it, I held back a gasp and rested my arms across his shoulders. He tried to start a possible makeout session, but I moved my head, so he kissed my cheek. He pulled away, his head tilted to the side as he looked on the verge of laughing and pinning me down while forcing his lips on mine.

Harry must've been out of his mind if he attempted to try anything while up here because even if Ron was a heavy sleeper, he never would be able to sleep through whatever Harry might be planning. If Ron caught us doing it in his own room, we would never be able to look at each other the same way again. He may be one of my best friends, but our friendship might as well be thrown out the window if he saw something he shouldn't have seen.

"Come on, babe," he urged, squeezing my ass once more while I shook my head.

"What if Ron wakes up?" I worried, and he glanced over at Ron, who was still passed out. He let a mocking laugh slip as he looked back at me, now amused by my doubts.

"He's the heaviest sleeper I've ever met. Trust me, babe, he won't wake up. And besides, it's kinda fun knowing you might get caught," he purred, and I rolled my eyes. When I didn't reply, he took the initiative to start placing open-mouthed kisses down my throat.

"Harry," I sighed, and he stopped from locating my sensitive spot. I stared down at his beautiful green eyes that had undeniable lust consuming them, and I started debating if I should stop this before it happened, let it happen, or drag Harry to the tiny bathroom and get off in there. Another smirk fell across his face, seeing my hesitation, which he knew eventually would lead to me agreeing to his requests.