Spoiled.

I kinda thought that I’d be
Better off by myself, I’ve
Never been so wrong before...
 
He sat across a handsome man.  Brown hair, long, hair in a ponytail, works in the Ministry as an Obliviator, he’s thirty.  The oldest he’s ever dated.  A nice chap really, just not what he’s looking for.
 
“So there I was trying to explain to this Muggle that his neighbor’s children were not flying broomsticks in his back yard, when one of the little blighters soars over to us and hovers right in front of him – I mean can you just imagine?” he said chuckling.
 
“No, what did you do?” he asked sipping his red wine.
 
“I of course had to Obliviate him without a moments pause and concocted a story about how he had fallen off of his ladder while trying to clear out his storm gutters and suffered a slight concussion, then I had to go over and tell the little sod’s parents to keep him in check and then proceeded to write them a violation and they just kept going on and on about how it wasn’t their fault that the Muggle caught their son, that he shouldn’t have been peeping over their fence.”
 
“Seems your job is a bit stressful.”
 
“That’s actually a slow day really.”
 
Two hours he had spent with this man and he still didn’t feel like he was connecting with him at all, I mean did he really look like the sort to want to hear about some boring day trying to hide magic from Muggles.
 
“So – we’ve discussed work, politics, school, I’d say we’ve covered a wide spectrum Mr. Malfoy, now what else would you like to do this evening?”
 
Draco smiled softly and sighed, “I actually have a long day tomorrow, so if you don’t mind I would like to call it a night.” And he stood up reaching for the check.
 
“No, this one is on me.  Besides this gives me chance for you to owe me one.” He said smiling at the blond.
 
“Alright.”
 
He dropped some notes onto the table and they walked out together.  “Do you need a ride?”
 
“Actually my flat isn’t far from here, so I’ll be alright.”
 
“Alright, Draco thank you for a loving evening.”
 
“Thank you, David, it was a pleasure.”
 
He stood there as if thinking Draco was going to kiss him goodnight, fat chance, that only happened once, with one man and this man wasn’t him, so with a slight nod he began his walk.
 
You made it impossible
For me to ever love somebody
Else, and now I don’t know
What I left you for...
 
It was your idea, his inner thoughts began.  Your idea to start seeing other people.  It wasn’t like he was unhappy in their relationship, just sometimes he sat there thinking, I’ve been with you since we were seventeen and I’m twenty-one and I’ve never even been with another man before.  It made him feel like he was missing out on life, he was young, wasn’t he supposed to be sowing his wild oats or something like that?  But dating wasn’t what he thought it was going to be.  To be honest it was harder than it looked.  He didn’t want to date anyone at work, because let’s face it when you’re the boss of your own company how can you just date someone under you.  It would look obscene, well at least to him.  He tried going to clubs, which was a disaster.  Smoke, lights, loud music, how can someone find their soul mate like that.  Every other sentence was filled with ‘What?!  Can’t hear you?’ it was just ridiculous.
 
Then his friends tried to fix him up, hence the date with Mr. Obliviator.  Goyle who works in the Ministry as a member of the Magical Law Enforcement squad set this one up, he’d have to kill him later for it.  The guy was a total bore, nice looking, but Draco was sure the guy would’ve thought it completely offensive if he just told him to sit there and look pretty, there was no need for his incessant babble.
 
See I thought that I could
Replace you, he can’t love me
The way you do, till now I
Never knew, Baby...
 
Finally reaching his door, he sighed heavily, another lonely night.  Walking in he threw his keys on the table and hung his coat up and looked around, still the same way he left it, dreary and dark.  He thought of having a night cap, but decided to call it a night.  He eyed the clock on his way to his bedroom and shook his head, it was only ten.  I’m twenty-one years old and going to bed at ten.  Draco Malfoy you’re a sad, sad man.
 
He walked into his bedroom and walked into his walk in closest and laughed to himself, he used to say that, ‘Merlin, Malfoy for a bloke you sure collect clothes like a woman’.  How else was he supposed to remain the most wanted man in their world, continue wearing last season’s fashions, don’t think so.  He laid his clothes out on the chaise in the closest, so his elves would know to clean it, pulled on his pyjama bottoms and went into his bathroom to wash the taste of the abysmal meal out of his mouth, too much garlic.
 
After a through cleaning he was satisfied and walked to his huge four poster, it was rather decadent with its fluffy pillows, goose down comforter, even though it wasn’t cold at all, but it was pure Malfoy.  Nothing but the best for him.  He lay down and then was just closing his eyes when the lamp light turned on.
 
“Have a lovely date, Draco?”
 
He shot up and looked at him.  “How long have you been there?”
 
“Since you walked in the door actually, I could’ve killed you and you would’ve even had a chance.”
 
“Right, like you have the balls.”
 
He smirked, “I do, and you know that.”
 
He got up out of the chair after turning off the lamp light and was only illuminated by the moon light coming through the window.  “What do you want?”
 
He didn’t answer just kept walking to him and then started undressing, “You didn’t answer my question, did you have fun on your date?”
 
Draco was too busy watching him, first the shirt came off and he moaned inwardly, so long since he’s seen the beautiful flesh beneath, pale skin, spatters of freckles in certain areas.  He knew where every last one of them lay, his favorite was a cluster right by his hip and he licked his lips waiting for it to be shown.  But being who he was he couldn’t just let this happen, this was absurd, they were seeing other people, granted he’s hasn’t heard a word of him seeing other guys, he’s checked.  “What’s it to you, Weasley?” he added the extra hiss in there, the same one he used in school when tormenting the red head.
 
Ron smiled and then chucked his jeans off and Draco moaned, this time out loud, he wasn’t wearing anything else underneath, Draco loved when he went without his boxers, it was the sexiest thing.  Before he could say anything Ron was on top of him, catching his wrists and their faces were mere inches apart as Ron forced his arms above his head.
 
I’m Spoiled, by your love boy
No matter how I try to change
My mind, what’s the point it’s
Just a waste of time...
 
“Did you really think you could get rid of me, Draco?” Ron said whispering dangerously low and grinding his erection against Draco’s hip.
 
Draco closed his eyes relishing the feel of him and he took a deep breath as Ron licked the shell of his ear, “I stood by and let you have your fun, let you find yourself,” Ron accentuated the word ‘find’ by twisting Draco’s nipple and making him arch up, “have you learned your lesson?”
 
Draco tried to turn his head and tried to kiss Ron but Ron moved out of the way and he groaned, “What lesson is that?” he whimpered as Ron brought his knee up to lightly graze Draco’s painful erection.
 
Ron leaned down and licked Draco’s lips and then growled against them, “You belong to me.”
 
I’m Spoiled, by your touch boy,
The love you give is just too hard
To fight, don’t want to live without
You in my life, I’m Spoiled...
 
Draco was straining against Ron, arching up wantonly as Ron gripped his wrist harder, “Please,” he whispered and tried to kiss him again, but Ron looked down at him and smirked.  Then leaned in and kissed his cheek, licking lightly and then keeping his wrists trapped moved to his neck, biting lightly on the strained muscle as Draco had his head back to give him better access.
 
“Say it.” Ron said biting his collar bone lightly.
 
“It.” Draco said smirking.  Then cried out as Ron bit harder his teeth leaving a beautiful indent on his pale skin.
 
Ron let go of his wrists and Draco sighed happy that it was over and now he could run his fingers through that fiery red hair that he missed, but before he could touch him Ron looked up at him, “Grab the head board and if you let go, I’ll stop.”
 
“Really, Ron this is getting so – ”
 
“NOW!” Ron shouted and Draco whimpered and did as he was told, clutching onto the wood.  He loved when Ron was so commanding.
 
“What were you thinking?” Ron said as he trailed kisses down Draco’s torso, licking and sucking at spots he knew from memory that drove Draco insane, “did you really think that you could find someone better than me?” and he reached Draco's stomach and nipped at his skin tugging gently and Draco trembled and he smirked.  Using his nose he drew a lazy circle around his navel and dipped his tongue inside, “hands.” He said, he knew Draco was already letting go.  He hooked his hands on the waist band of his silk bottoms and tugged gently, smiling as it got stuck at the tip of his erection, he could feel Draco buzzing beneath him.  “Well?” He said stilling his movements.
 
“What?” Draco said panting.
 
“Did you really think you could replace me?” Ron said nuzzling his groin.
 
“No – god no.”
 
“Then why?”
 
“Ron, please.” He whimpered clutching the headboard in frustration.
 
“What?  What do you want?”
 
“You.”
 
“You want me to what?”
 
“What do you think I want, Ronald – you’re by my fucking cock and you’re breath is so close to me, what do you think I want, for you to do my taxes?”
 
Ron laughed and used his chin to rub along the impressive length.  “I could if you want, I know how thick you are when it comes to basic math.”
 
“Bastard.”
 
Ron sat up in one smooth motion and yanked the bottoms so hard that Draco jerked up and he flung them to the floor and Draco moaned.  “Why?”
 
“We’ve been together so long – fuck – ” he moaned when Ron licked the underside of his shaft.  “ – I was scared – too young.”
 
Ron had buried his face in Draco’s wiry blond hair and was breathing deeply and leaving light finger touches over the sensitive skin of his balls and Draco was whimpering.  “I was never scared, Draco.” Ron said moving up to nibble on the junction of his hip where it dipped lightly showing off his pelvis, it was Ron’s favorite place to kiss, “I love you – I probably loved you the first time I met you, just didn’t know it – you’re everything I could want in a man and more than I could’ve ever imagined, I thought I was to you as well.”
 
“You are.” He said gripping the headboard again as Ron was laying soft kisses on his cock, licking lightly.  “I love you, Ron – always you, I was just stupid and scared I thought that there would be something I was missing.”
 
Ron inched his tongue up and circle his head, licking away the sticky drops and then placed a kiss on it making Draco tremble again.  “Grass is always greener thinking, yeah?”
 
I tried to tell myself that I’d be
Over you in a week or two, but baby
That was about a year ago...
 
“I’m sorry.” Draco said looking at him relaxing lightly when he noticed the hurt tone in Ron’s voice.  They locked eyes and Ron smiled softly, then moved so that he was covering the blond and they were eye to eye and he leaned down so slowly and Draco swallowed with great difficulty, then ever so softly Ron leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips and a tear escaped Draco’s eye, he didn’t even realize his eyes had filled up.  Ron rubbed his nose along Draco’s.  “I love you, Ron.”
 
I’ve never seen the word love
So personified as I do with you
And that is why I just can’t let go...
 
“I know – but you still can’t let go.” He said smirking seeing Draco’s hand reaching to touch him.  Draco pouted and Ron smirked and then leaned in kissing him again, this time more fierce and with more passion that it made Draco arch up into Ron.
 
“Did you miss me?” Ron said panting lightly.
 
“Yes.” He said breathlessly.
 
“Do you want me to fuck you now?” He said laying kisses on his face.
 
“Yes.”
 
“Hard or soft?” he said kissing him again.
 
“Anything.”
 
“Anything I want.” He said reaching down and grabbing one of Draco’s legs pulling along side him and Draco wrapped it around his hips.
 
“Anything.” Draco said arching up to steal another kiss.
 
“Hard then.” He said before placing himself at Draco’s unprepared entrance and slowly easing into the ring of muscle making Draco pant.  Draco was prepared for the onslaught of pain until Ron muttered something and he released the breath he was holding, lubrication and relaxing spell.
 
“Not too much.” Draco said to Ron, hoping Ron didn’t relax the muscles too much that he wouldn’t feel the slight tension it brought when Ron first entered him.
 
I’m Spoiled, by your love boy
No matter how I try to change
My mind, what’s the point it’s
Just a waste of time...
 
“Never, love.” Ron said before pushing through and Draco arched up gripping the headboard tightly, so tight that it shuddered. 
 
Ron made a slow agonizing circle as he slid in more and Draco brought up his other leg to wrap around his waist and then Ron pulled back lightly then pushed further and Draco moaned.  Once more and Ron was seated to the hilt, he rested his forehead on Draco’s and Draco reached up kissing every part of Ron’s face he could reach.
 
I’m Spoiled, by your touch boy,
The love you give is just too hard
To fight, don’t want to live without
You in my life, I’m Spoiled...
 
Ron pulled out and Draco almost felt him leave him and then he thrust hard and seated himself to the hilt once more and Draco breathed a puff of air, it felt so good that it felt like the air was being beat out of him.  Ron was with him, inside him all around him.  It was the way it was supposed to be.  He was so stupid to think that he could ever replace Ron, only Ron could make him want to strangle him yet want to kiss him at the same time.  Ron was the only one who wasn’t afraid to tell Draco to ‘shove off’ if ever got out of hand, well the only one that mattered in his life.  “Let me touch you.” Draco said arching into every punishing yet pleasurable thrust Ron was inflicting on him.
 
Spoil me...
 
Ron just kissed him and brought Draco’s left leg up to rest on his shoulder and then snaked a hand between them and started stroking Draco in time with his thrusts.  “Please.” Draco whimpered when Ron let his mouth go.
 
And I would only be fooling myself
If I tried to believe there’s room for
Someone else in my heart...
 
Ron smiled down at him and he nodded and Draco sighed with relief and slowly his hands went to Ron’s face and wiped his brow and cupped his face leaning up to kiss him.
 
There ain’t no way I’m getting over you
I don’t know what I’ve been trying to prove
I’m hopeless, helpless when it comes to you...
 
He pulled back his mouth open his body moving with every thrust, shaking not just from the pleasure of the act, but because the look Ron was giving him, it was the look that Draco could never get out of his mind, it was the look of love, he thought that he could replace Ron, he was wrong.  Ron was one of a kind and there was no other like him. 
 
I’m Spoiled, by your love boy
No matter how I try to change
My mind, what’s the point it’s
Just a waste of time...
 
Draco arched up as he came, like a quiver, sharp and full of tension, Ron wouldn’t stop stroking him until he thrust once more hard, making a slow circle and crying out Draco’s name as he came and collapsing on top of Draco, Draco’s come gluing them together, he stroked Ron’s back and wrapped his legs around his waist, never wanting Ron to leave his body.  Though he was pretty heavy.  No matter. 
 
He began kissing Ron as Ron lay there, all over his face as Ron lazily tried to reciprocate and Draco smiled.  “Who do you belong to, Draco?”
 
“You, love – always you.  I’ll never leave you again.”
 
“I’m holding you to that.” Ron said kissing him tenderly.
 
He was going to roll off of Draco, but Draco whimpered and Ron smiled and rolled so that Draco was on top of him, but not breaking the connection.  “You spoil me, Ron.”
 
I’m Spoiled, by your touch boy,
The love you give is just too hard
To fight, don’t want to live without
You in my life, I’m Spoiled...
 
“I always will, my love, always.”
 
“I love you.” Draco said before falling into a deep sated slumber, a finger twirling through Ron’s sweaty locks as Ron was gently running his fingers down Draco’s back.
 
The grass may be greener on the other side, but he’d stay here.  Where the grass was alive, burning and smoking in the fire that was all Ron.
 
I’ve been Spoiled...

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"Spoiled By": Joss Stone.