public sex, writing on someone, spit as lube, degredation, cumming on someone, marking
Ron had only wanted an autograph, and maybe some steamy sex but that felt like too much of a dream come true to genuinely consider. He was a groupie at heart but no experience to claim the title
This concert tour had been his dream come true, thankful that British bands know more than just london meaning he got to follow them through Manchester, Brighton, Newcastle and also London of course, they even done a two day stop in his city and he was buzzing with excitement
Every other stop had been incredible, he had been against the barricade twice, third row once and second row and on his final stop he managed to get center stage barricade, directly infront of the blond who he was infatuated with.
Draco would be dumb to not recognise the ginger hair and bright blue eyes, they’d been on his mind from his first England stop and he seen him again and again and even kept his eye out when he was wandering around pre show.
He wasnt lucky pre, but post show, last stop, he was finding that ginger and ron had very similar thoughts about the blond, they were both looking so hard and it was exhausting, the blond lit up a smoke, sitting at the edge of the alley and with smoke spilling between his thin lips.
Thats where ron sees him.
His whole world freezes in that moment, seeing draco malfoy puffing a cigarette against the stone walls of the london architecture and he decides to just walk right up to him.
He didnt get a chance to see hello, draco flips them as he approaches, tugging him forward and turning him, rons back hits the wall and draco is staring through him, looking him up and down
Theres a signature smirk from stage written across pale features and ron can feel the heat in his face, stuttering out a request for an autograph, every bit of the confidence he had convinced himself he had puddling out of him and he cant stop himself from taking in the picture of the celebrity infront of him.
Draco was gorgeous in person, but this close, its nothing like the stage, its nothing like the persona, its raw sex appeal and the smell of smoke and sweat.
Ron isnt sure who leans in first but he recognises the feeling of a tongue against his lips and he opens his mouth, draco’s tongue pushes deeper than any one else ever has, its all tongue, its spit and drool and wet and so fucking hot.
Theres the sound of a pen uncapping and mid kiss ron still tries to find the newest album poster he’d folded up into his pockets but then his jumper is tugged down, the feeling of the ink on his collarbones as draco signs his name.
“is that good enough? hmm…somewhere else?”
his body is flipped, face to brick and draco continues to tug his clothes up and off, jumper, tshirt, jeans and boxers, all half tugged out of his way and he can feel the pressure of cursive against his skin.
‘Draco M’
'slut’
'Draco was here’
'spit here’
the last one was on his tail bone, a tramp stamp in marker, the perfect instructions that the blond then follows, damp wet hits his ass and the breeze of the alley cools it far too quickly, making goosebumps appear under freckled skin.
Draco doesnt seem to care, atleast not enough to do anything but coo and then ron can hear the sound of him spitting again, and the wet squelch of a cock being soaked in it.
He doesnt get a warning, not as dracos tip pushes into him, the pen between dracos teeth somewhat stifles his groan but not enough.
Theres no time to breathe, draco immediately starting to move, every thrust pushing a little more inside and ron is whimpering, cheek getting scuffed on the stone his face is against.
The pen is back on his skin now, he cant make out the words written but draco tells him, embarrassing him as his ears turn red.
Cumdump
draco came here
whore
groupie for M
its all insults and the dark ink is definitely going to stain, his cock drips onto the floor and his fist finds it, groaning as he gives himself that little bit more
Ron is a mess, drooling from his mouth and his cock, his skin a soft pink of embarrassment and his hole is clenching around draco over and over while the blond uses his waist like a grip and pushes and pulls them both.
Draco pulls out, moaning low as a wave of hot splashes against Ron’s back, contrasting the breeze of the area theyre tucked into and ron cums too, the knowledge hes stained in ink and cum from his favourite celebrity has him making a mess against the brick tiled wall infront of him.
They know theyll see eachother again during the show, and draco knows he’ll be doing that again after
