Grey Skied Eyes

A Kiss Of Fear & Destruction.

-Ron's POV-

Disclaimer- I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER! Just my Fanfiction!

I first noticed his stares in fourth year. He's stares started off with curiosity and slowly turned to ones of longing and heat.

It was now eighth year, the war was over and he still looked at me with want, burning in his eyes. I knew what Malfoy wanted, but I didn't want to accept it until one night I was shoved against a wall. I stared up at Malfoy in shock and he laughed at my gaze.

"Oh quit gapping, Ron. I noticed you noticing my staring. You should have figured out by now this would happen." I squirmed, trying to get out of his grip but he towered over me in height. I felt over powered. Denied of freedom but loving it. Malfoy inched closer to me face, our noses touching.

"I'm going to kiss you Ron. Tell me to leave and I won't. Don't speak and I'll assume that's a yes." Malfoy declared and my eyes widened. He came closer, his hot breath against my skin.

I wanted to scream no but my body kept quiet. I blushed furiously as Malfoy's lips brushed against mine gently. I whimpered when his lips left mine and he grinned broadly before lowering his head again and kissing me harder. A moan escaped my lips and I wanted to slap myself. I just moaned for a Malfoy! What was wrong with me!?

Malfoy chuckled at my moaned and flicked his tongue across my bottom lip and I opened my mouth to protest against this sexual harassment, only to have his warm tongue plunge into my mouth, stealing my breath.

Malfoy pressed his body against mine as he got closer, my hands in his soft, un-gelled hair. When did they get there?!

"Someone's feeling playful." Malfoy chuckled against my lips and I growled.

"Less talking, more kissing."

"Yes captain." Malfoy replied as his lips pressed hard against mine once more.

I groaned as his soft lips kissed me roughly, his arms around my waist and mine gone from his hair to his shoulders, gripping so my knees didn't buckle from the intensity. What was wrong with me?! Did I screw up the potion from Snape's class or something?

Malfoy pressed me against wall like he had only a couple of seconds ago and continued to ravish my lips, his leg in between mine so I couldn't run away.

I kind of didn't want to. I must be going crazy. Maybe Malfoy had poisoned me.

My arms rose from his shoulders to his neck, wrapping my arms around it. I played with the strands of hair at the nape of his neck and he shivered with delight.

"You really like to tease don't you?" Malfoy said breathlessly.

"Was that a compliment I just heard Malfoy? Didn't think I'd ever hear one." I retorted and he chuckled.

"I mustn't let you get to close, your already changing me for the better and that's worse."

"I think I'm already pretty close Malfoy." I replied, connecting our lips again.

"I'm not letting you go after this. Face the consequences of getting close to a Malfoy." Malfoy declared against my lips and I chuckled, nipping his lip.

"You must have slipped me a drug. I swear I'm getting high just from your kisses. Let's hope I get addicted." I replied. I knew he'd understand what I had meant.

I wanted to get addicted. I wanted to be owned by the addiction. I wanted him to chase after me.

"Oh, I will make you beg for it." He stated before his lips crashed against mine, our tongues dueling for dominance. I caved in at some point and I let him explore my mouth. When he let up the kiss for air he nuzzled my neck and murmured.