Ron takes a deep sigh, rubbing his shoulder. It had been a long day for the Gryffindor in potions, Snape having taken,yet again, a large amounts of points due to Ron messing up a potion by eating a chocolate frog. It doesn't help that a certain taller male won't stop pestering him every time he does or says something. All Ron wants to do now is go and take a nice, long, hot, and steamy shower*naughty children*. As Ron gathers his things for the shower, Harry walks in.

"Taking a shower this late mate?" Harry sets his wand on his night stand.

"Yes, hoping to wash away the stress from the day." Ron sighs.

"Alright well, don't wake me up when you return mate." He climbs into bed, turning off his lamp.

Ron walks out of the room, his feet hitting the cold floor. He smiles, feeling some of the tension leaving his shoulders as the moon light shines in the hallways. He walks into the large tiled room, the nice smell of soap fills the air. He walks up to a bench and starts taking his clothes off, enjoying the feeling of cold air on his back. Ron enjoys cold things, cold drinks, cold night rides, and cold showers.

Ron enters the showers, throwing his towel onto the hook, turning the nobs. He jumps slightly as the sudden rush of cold waters hits him, he stands still letting the cold water run down his body, soon his body gets used to the cold water. He sighs in relief as the water start to loosen up the knots in his back, rubbing his shoulder, his other hand starts to wonder further down. Without thinking, he starts rubbing his cock, not thinking of anything in particular.

Ron moans out, having not gotten to release in a while. He starts pumping faster, jerking and twisting his hard cock, he starts gasping, close to the edge. But suddenly, the red head jumps at the sudden voice behind him.

"My my, even Ron Weasel is weak to a good masturbation, too." Non other than Blaise Zabini stood behind the boy, wearing nothing at all.

Ron blushes as he scans the Slytherin's body, feeling his member to grow slightly, not a good choice. Blaise had not only seen Ron scan his body, but he had also seen his cock grow stiffer, he smirked to him self. Taking a step closer, Blaise reaches out and grabs Ron's shaft, pulling a sharp gasp out of the red head.

"Zabini-"

"Shhh~ Don't speak Weasel, you'll ruin the moment" Blaise whispers, smirking.

Ron stares into Blaise's eyes as he slowly pulled on his shaft, the boy took in a sharp breathe once again, leaning his head back against the wall, moaning; quickly, Blaise spins them around, them both now stand completely under the shower, Blaise's chest placed against Ron's back for support;Blaise pulls some more, the smaller moaning. Ron quivers under the other boys touch, squirming every time his thumb slides over his tip, gasping when he suddenly squeezes him, moaning when he slides his hand up the shaft, gripping onto his arm when his fingers slide on his balls. Blaise  leans down to nip on Ron's shoulder, licking at the small dots caused by his teeth he slides his tongue up the side of Ron's neck, sucking strongly. As Blaise sucks deeply, his hand quickens it's pace, pumping faster.

"Mn!" Ron closes his eyes, trying to subside a moan, failing.

Blaise stops suddenly, pulling his hand back.

"Bend over." Ron looks back at Blaise frightened. "Don't worry, we're not going all the way, okay?"

Blaise softly smiles at the other boy, Ron nods his head, bending over. Placing his hands on the wall in front of him, Ron then realizes how exposed he is right now. Blaise gets on his knees, practically drooling at the meal in front of him, he leans forward blowing softly; having no room, his hands part Ron's ass cheeks so he can get a lick. His tongue circles the tight small pink hole, loving how Ron is loosing himself in pleasure at the teases; suddenly, he slides his tongue into the hole.

"Blaise!" Ron pushes back, Blaise chuckles as his face is pushed further into his ass cheeks.

Blaise nips at the flesh ring, Ron screams out; Blaise's hands slide up and down the back of Ron's thighs now, loving the smoothness. Blaise licks and kisses the pink hole, one hand sliding to the front to help release the pressure up there. Ron moans, withering under the taller's touch, loving the attention his southern region is getting. Ron had never felt this good, loving how Blaise is rubbing his hands up and down the back of his thighs; Ron bites down on his lower lip, feeling the pleasure rise as he feels himself get close.

"I-I'm close Blaise." Ron's head tilts up, his eyes rolling back, lip caught between his teeth.

All Blaise does is hum, before once again, stopping. Ron whines, close to tears.

"Blaise, why did you stop again!?" Ron moans, shaking his hips back and forth.

"To tease you of course!" Blaise stands.

With one hand on Ron's hip, his other slide from Ron's stomach to his chest, slowly pulling him up.

"Blaise-" Ron inhales sharply, not ready for them to go that far.

"Shh, just do as your told~" Blaise whispers into Ron's ear.

Ron slowly nods, he's scared, yes, but he also has a weird feeling of trust in the slytherin. Blaise smiles, leaning forward to kiss the back of Ron's neck, both hands massaging his hips; Ron moans quietly as Blaise keeps kissing his neck and massaging his hips, both of his hands are behind his head holding onto Blaise's neck. Both boys enjoying themselves, never having such an intimate relationship, never have feeling the ecstasy they are feeling right now with each other. Blaise starts to slowly move his hips, Ron gasps, feeling such a great amount of pleasure all at once. Ron rest his head against Blaise's shoulder, moving his hips backwards; his legs start shaking from excitement, anticipating what to come.

"Close your legs tightly."

Ron nods quickly, squeezing his legs together, questioning what the taller is going to do. Blaise smiles, enjoying how Ron takes orders so well.

"Blaise-"

"Shhh~"

Blasie keeps moving his hips as he takes one hand off of Ron's hips. His hand grips onto his hard pulsing cock, he jerks his hips at the contact, finally giving himself attention. He slides it against Ron's ass cheek, his precum leaving a trail as he does so.

"Mnnn!" Ron tightens his grip on Blaise's neck, still moving his hips.

First his tip, then his shaft, Blaise slowly slides in between Ron's thighs. The two boys moan out, stopping and catching their breathes, Blaise leans forward and kisses Ron's shoulder. After a minute, Blaise starts to move his hips, he softly bites onto Ron's shoulder hoping to hold in his moans. Ron on the other hand is a moaning mess, never having imagined his body could feel this much pleasure. One of Ron's hands releases its grip on the taller's neck, it grabs onto Blaise's hand on his hip as they quicken their paste.

Blaise bites down harder, closing his eyes tightly as he moves his hips; Ron moans loudly, all of him wants Blaise to know how much pleasure he is causing him. Blaise knows, jerking his hips harder, hoping to give him more pleasure.

"Oh god Blaise, f-feels so good!"

"I know." Blaise smiles, letting out a small groan. 

Ron looks back at Blaise, he reaches back and pulls the taller towards his lips, the two start kissing and Ron lets out a small moan at the contact. Blaise's tongue slides into the red head's mouth swiftly, taking over the kiss; his tongue searches every nook and cranny, sliding agaisnt Ron's tongue as well. Blaise's eyes roll back as Ron sucks on his tongue, jerking his hips forward sharply. Ron moans out at the sudden abuse, jerking his own hips back. Blaise pulls back from the kiss, pulling Ron's bottom lip with him.

"Blaise, I'm close-" Ron moans out.

"Me too Ron." Blaise's hips don't stop moving.

Soon, both boys feel butterflies fluttering in their stomach. The slythern bites down sharply onto Ron's shoulder, Ron screams out and comes. Blaise bites harder as he comes as well, not stopping his hips as he pumps every last drop out. The red head slumps forward, leaning his head against the wall as water runs down their body's. Blaise leans against him, and after a minute, a sighs as he slowly pulls back.

"Blaise that was..." Ron turns around slowly, looking up at the taller boy.

"Felt good right?" Blaise grips his hips again as he leans down to kiss the boy, not letting him answer.

The boys kiss, holding each other tightly. Blaise pulls back panting, he stares into those dark blue eyes, reminding him of blue sapphire he always loved, his hand caresses Ron's cheek. The smaller leans into the soft touch, closing his eyes and smiling.

"I've never felt that good before." Ron says blushing.

"Me either, first time for everything." Blaise chuckles.

Ron giggles, leaning forward and resting his head onto Blaise's muscular chest, Blaise wraps his arms around Ron's waist.

"Ron..."

"Mhm." Ron doesn't look up, just nuzzles himself deeper into Blaise's chest.

The slythern tightens his hold on Ron, not saying a thing, the boy looks up at him questioningly.

"Yes Blaise?" Ron furrows his brow slightly.

"Wake up."

"What?"

"Wake up Ron!"

"Huh!" Ron sits up quickly, looking up to see Harry and Hermione.

The three are sitting in the great hall, suppose to be enjoying their breakfast.

"I told you to not stay up late Ron, look what happened, you're falling asleep as we speak!" Hermione says, scolding the red head.

"Sorry mione." Ron looks down, blushing slightly as he sees he has a slight problem in his southern region. "U-um I think I'm going to take a quick shower, you know to help wake me up?"

"But Ron, you took one last night."

"Oh Harry, I agree with Ron, a nice shower WILL help wake you up." Hermione smiles up at the boy. "Just make sure to get to class on time."

"I will, see ya guys later." He stands up and waves at the two leaving the room.

Ron walks down the hall towards the showers.

"Little early for masterbating, don't you think Weasel?" Ron feels a warm breathe on his ear as a husk voice speaks out. "What are you going to masturbate to, what we did last night, is that is?"

"Z-Zabini..." Ron blushes, whispering the slytherin's name.

Blaise chuckles and shoves him behind a column so no one can see them. Ron gasps as Blaise starts kissing him, his arms wrap around the boys neck as he deepens the kiss. They kiss for a long time, hands touching each other's body, hands in hair, pulling on each others clothes, mouths now and then gasping.

"Blaise-" Ron gasps out as the taller starts kissing his neck. "Class."

"Skip."

And with that single word, the boys head to the showers.