Blon Oneshots

Skype Sex

This one is terrible. I hate it but it's all I have. Bleh.
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Draco and I left the changing room after our quidditch win against Ravenclaw. He held the phone, that Harry had given him for his birthday last year, and checked the time. He grinned forward as we walked, unaware of what he was smiling at until I followed his line of sight to Ron and Harry talking. My face warmed but he rolled his eyes and dragged me over to the boys.

"Hey, Harry," he called, waving with a stupid lovestruck smile replacing the smirk he usually had.

"Hey, babe."

They hugged with a peck on each other's lips. They laced their hands together and talked, leaning against the wall. I stepped closer to Ron, wrapping my arms around his waist and giving him a long kiss.

"Ha! Gaaayyyy!" Pansy's voice shouted from the edge of the forbidden forest as she walked up to us, hand in hand with Hermione. I'd had a few conversations with the bushy haired girl and they were all fairly interesting.

"Says you. Bitch," I retaliated.

Hermione snickered as I moved Ron in front of me, back facing me and my arms around his neck. Draco and Harry took no notice of the girls but instead walked off into the castle. Pansy scrunched up her nose at me, flipping me off. I returned the favour, my middle finger flicking up at her and sticking my tongue out as well.

"Well I'm charmed," Pansy's girlfriend intervened.

"You and me both, 'Mione," Ron agreed.

If my arms were free, I would have hit him (aboose). Hermione waved us off and dragged Pansy away back to their separate common rooms, parting at the entrance.

"We better be splitting too," I mumbled against Ron's neck. "Call you later?"

He nodded, drifting into the touch of my lips. I pulled back from him, nibbling his earlobe slightly on the way up. He turned around and kissed me with slow passion.

"Get a room, fags!" I twisted my neck around seeing Crabbe and Goyle.

My lip twitched upward as I noticed the redness of their lips and their disheveled hair, "And what, exactly, were you two up to in the changing rooms for so long?"

"Fuck off, Zabini," they screamed at us in unison.

"See ya, Weasel."

"Bye, Fireball."

I rolled my eyes as I walked off to the dungeons.

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I laid on my bed, glad that I had a room to myself so I could do whatever I wanted.
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Like wank off to a picture of Ron's half naked body, abs and bulge on show as he kept pulling his shirt up and down. I was almost finished when my phone buzzed on the bedside table. I groaned in annoyance, picking up the device to see a message from Ron.

👑LittleWeasel👑: Skype?? 💦

The choice of emoji made my heart flutter and my dick get even harder. I blushed and typed back.

🐍ZabiniOwnsTheKing🐍: Okay, baby 💚

I pressed the call button, letting the phone ring for a few seconds before Ron picked up.

"Daddy..." he whimpered, clearly in pain.

"What's wrong, love?" I questioned.

"It hurts."

I finally understood and placed the picture I'd had back into the table.

"Did you get horny, baby?"