Standing next to Pansy, Blaise watches the smaller from across the room, the red head was conversating with few guys from his old quiditch team. Ron laughs at something the tall blonde had said, his laughter reaching all the way to Blaise.

"You're staring again." The raven says, smirking slightly up at Blaise.

"What, no I'm not." Blaise looks down at her.

"Yes you were, just admit it, you've liked him since Hogwarts."

"You're drunk." He says, ending the conversation.

"May be drunk, but I'm not blind."

Before he can say anything she was gone, he groans softly, glancing once more at the red head only.to see him already looking back. The two blush and look away from one another, Blaise picks up a cup, taking a big jug and walks away from the table.

"Ronald. Stop staring like a buffoon and just go talk to him already. You would think after two years you would be able to." Hermione scolds, rolling her eyes as the other looks back shocked. "Yes yes, I knew along, shocker! Ron you need to work on your staring habit, it gives you away all the time."

"Ok and if I go talk to him, what do I say? 'Hey Blaise, been awhile, oh by the way I've had a crush on you since 6th year and have been hiding it for so long and I really was hoping we could go out but if not that's fine I get it, oh, and how's the party?'" Ron gives a small glare.

"Or just tell him you want to shag and move in together." Hermione shrugs.

"Mione!" Ron blushes greatly.

"Oh Ronald, its bound to happen, might as well let it come unsurprised. And hurry, it may be your last chance." She gives a wink and walks away, heading over to a certain raven. 

He looks back to the table, seeing the other was gone, he frowns, maybe this really was his last chance... With a sudden burst of hope, Ron starts looking for the darker other, his sudden need for him growing more and more. He walks are, searching for Blaise, he runs into a few quidditch mates, getting caught up with then. After finally getting away from them he runs into another old friend.

"Hello Ron."

"Oh, hey Luna, how are you?"

"Oh I'm lovely, I never asked how dinner was last week, was it to your liking?" Luna had invited Harry, Hermione, and Ron over for supper a week prior to the party.

"Oh Luna it was absolutely scrumptious, just amazing, you'll have to cook for us again." Ron smiles, remembering the mouth watering chicken she had cooked.

"Oh wonderful, I'll make sure to add a plate." She winks. "Down the hall Ron."

She smiles and walks away, he looks at the hall to see Blaise walk down it. He smiles and chuckles, Luna being Luna. He follows the other, only to be let down no one was there, suddenly his arm is grabbed and hes pulled into a room.

"Wha-"

"Why are you following me dear weasel?" Blaise pushes him agaisnt the door, leaning close into his ear. 

"I-I was... looking f-for you." Ron scolded his voice for coming out in a stutter, wishing he could remain calm.

"And why is that?" Blaise whispers, he acted cool on the outside, but on the inside his mind was running wild, his little red head was under him pinned against a door, ready to be taken.

"Because..." Ron whispers back, an arm sliding to wrap behind the others neck while his other slides to touch his chest. "I've wanted to be in this position since 6th year."

"Fuck Ron you feel the same?" Blaise leans down and kisses his neck.

"Mnn, yes. I have for a long time." Ron leans his head back, smiling softly.

"Oh thank merlin." Blaise nips on Ron's neck, groaning as the smaller moans. "Should we take this to my place?"

"Yes please." 

......

Arriving in the large home, Ron gawks around the living room after stepping out of the fireplace. 

"Your home is....wow." Ron looks around slowly.

"Its small, I was hoping for bigger." Blaise smirks, Ron giving him a sharp look.

"Please tell me you're joking." The red head says while looking around.

"I was hoping for maybe 4 floors and a an acre or two backyard." Blaise laughs as the smaller slaps his arm. 

Blaise sits on a couch and smiles as Ron walks around, still eyes all the house.

"So much space, why such a big house for one guy?" Ron sits next to the other.

"I don't know, after hogwarts I came here and just.... felt like I needed space." He leans his head back, resting it against the couch.

"So you thought a giant house would be enough space?"

"Hey, it was right after I left hogwarts, you would feel the same too I bet..." Blaise glances back at the red head, he was playing with his hands.

"I sort of went to America or a month... I didn't tell anyone, not even my friends." Ron glances up at Blaise, seeing he was already looking at him. "Did we come here to talk or are we going to continue from the party?"

Blaise chukcles as he smaller blushes as he pouts.

"So needy~" Blaise purrs, he leans down and kisses Ron.

They kiss for sometime before Blaise sits up, pulling the smaller onto his lap. His hands slide to grip his waist, pulling him close so their erections touch. Ron moans, leans closer into the kiss, his hands gripping Blaise's shoulders.

"Blaise please, I-I need you now." The red head slides his hands down, undoing his pants and sliding them enough his naked butt rests on Blaise's covered erection.

"Fuck..." Blaise undoes his own pants, his erecion bouncing out and hitting the smallers. "I need to prep you, so one second."

"No! Now Blaise, please!" He reaches down grabbing his dick, poking at his entrance with it.

"Ron-"

"Ah!"

Ron slowly sits down all the way on the others dick, he moans loudly he gets adjusted to the size. Blaise groans, his hands tightly grip onto the others waist, his mind still trying to  wrap itself around the situation. His hips slowly move, and soon the red head is bouncing on Blaise's lap.

"Oh fuck, oh merlin, Blaise!" Ron moans, his nails digging into the others shoulders. 

Blaise moans, leaning down to burry his face into Ron's neck, he kisses the skin softly. His hips thrust up, meeting the others, Blaise groans loudly as Ron thrusts harshly down.

"Oh Blaise please-"

Blaise stands up suddenly, pinning the smaller agaisnt the closes wall, his hips thrust up harshly. Ron screams out, his hands clawing at Blaise's back, his legs are lifted up high by the others arms. The loud thump of them hitting the wall echos through the house, the thumps and their moans being the only sounds in the home.

"Does that feel could Ron, does it feel good to be fucked against the wall in your once enemies home?" Blaise smirks, nipping at his neck.

"Yes! Oh fuck dont stop Blaise, please k-keep going, faster!" 

Blaise does that, jerking his hips foreward, groaning when he sees Ron's eyes roll back, his mouth wide open and drool running down the side. Thrusting his hips up, Blaise slides a hand up the smallers chest, playing with his nipples. From being fucked, having his nipples played with, and now his neck being bit, Ron screams out, giving no warning as he comes on both their chests.

"My my, came with out even telling me, and before I could come myself." Blaise tsks, he slows his thrusts down, walking over to the couch once more. "I'm going to set you down baby, and you're going to bend over the couch like a good boy and take my cock. Undertsood?"

"Y-yes..." Ron shivers, his cock already going hard.

"Yes what?" Blaise whispers in his ear.

"Yes sir." Ron gasps.

"Good boy." Blaise sets him down, smirking as the smaller turns and leans against the couch. "Show me where I put my cock baby, spread yourself."

Ron moans, reaching back and spreading his cheeks, giving Blaise a perfect view of his hole. His hand reaches out, a single finger running along the smooth tight flesh before smacking it, leaving a bright red hand print on the flesh. The red head moans, his knees growing weak, his need for the other growing more and more.

"Please Blaise-"

"What?"

"P-please sir, fuck me." Ron bites his lip, loving the dominance the other was showing.

"Mn, of course baby, since you're being such a good boy, maybe after I'll reward you with a nice long warm bath." Blaise walks up and grabs his ass, giving each round globe a squeze before pushing his tip between them, he leans down, pressing his lips agsints the smallers ear. "How does that sound baby?"

"P-perfect sir." Ron's eyes roll back, his cock fully hard, pressing slightly against the couch.

His hands gripped the fabric, his teeth digging into his lip, his eyes looking as far back as they can at Blaise. He never knew his need for the other could grow this strong, he moans and wiggles his hips.

"Hold on baby, let me have fun teasing before I make a mess out of you." He nips at Ron's neck, making him moan and look forward to give him better access.

"Yes sir."

"Good boy."