Word Count: 100
Warning: pointless smut, unoriginal use of the prompt
A/N: Another Harry/Ron drabble written for harryron100
Ron glanced up, mouth sliding into a mischievous smirk. “Evil?” he echoed. “Says the man who defeated Voldemort, the darkest wizard in a century?”
“Evil,” Harry repeated firmly.
Ron snorted. “You, who’ve faced down Death Eaters and werewolves and greasy-haired Potions professors? You’re calling me evil?”
Harry tossed his head back and groaned loudly, thrusting his hips up as far as the ropes would allow. Ron paused with his hand around the base of Harry’s cock, warm breath ghosting over it. After a moment’s pause, he flicked his tongue over the tip.
“Evil,” Harry panted, and Ron laughed.