Blaise was currently on his knees in front of a very observant Neville, and Ron thought Neville was someone who was keeping an eye on everyone to ensure safety or something. Blaise mouthed the erect cock of Neville languidly as the other man tapped a few times on his shoulder. Everyone was getting on with it, and Ron felt out of place being as clothed as he was. Luna leaned back panting and looking satisfied with his job of sucking on her tits. He screwed up his lips and looked into her eyes plaintively. She arched her brows as he tried to indicate what he wanted but there was little she was giving. Instead Luna almost stood pulling up the sheer tulle and gripped the back of his head shoving it to her wet, and hot feeling pussy. "LICK." she commanded him. Ron laved his tongue out, and felt pleased when she made a sated noise. "Suck too Ronald." she let out breathlessly. Ron sucked as much as he could, flicking at her clit as she grinded into his face. "Yes, just like that." she praised him. 