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Why Not Ron	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 8347 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pansy walked into the bedroom. Ron had obviously gotten used to Hogwarts dorms, because the bed he bought was a huge four poster complete with bed curtains.

She glanced around the room. It wasn’t decorated, just functional, but she had a feeling he was waiting for her input. She would do something with the décor. The wardrobe was open and she smiled as she saw her clothes mixed in with his. Misty had unpacked while they ate.

“I’m going to a take a shower.” She told him. He nodded and went through the top dresser. A few minutes later he heard the shower running. Smiling to himself, he stripped off all his clothes.

Pansy closed her eyes, letting the water run over her body, washing away the trauma of the day. She was reaching or the washcloth when she heard the shower door open. She spun around as Ron stepped in and closed them in.

“Ron, what are……” He shut her up with a kiss, pulling her against his frame. She felt her pussy flare up at the feel of his naked body. She had not felt it since the holidays.

Their hurried sessions in the Room of Requirement could only be managed with moving clothing about instead of stripping. She welcomed the skin on skin feel, enhanced by the water pouring over them.

He broke this kiss and spun her around. She arched her back against his chest. He soaped up the washcloth and began scrubbing her back. Pansy let her head drop as she enjoyed the divine massage. He pulled her against him and circled her waist, bringing his hands up to lather and caress her breasts.

Pansy let out a groan and rested her head against his chest. As he worked her nipples into hard nubs, he leaned down and sucked on her neck. She relaxed against him as much as she could.

Ron reached down and ran the washcloth over her pussy. She opened her stance as he worked his hand over her. She was gasping in his arms. He had one arm around her waist holding her steady.

She lifted her head and looked at the heat in his eyes. She raised her jaw and ran her tongue across his lips. Ron opened his mouth and plunged his tongue into her. She met him stroke for stroke, until he pulled away.

He tossed aside the cloth, pulling her under the spray completely. He quickly rinsed off both of their bodies and shut off the shower. Grabbing his wand, he dried them and led her back to the bedroom.

She crawled into the bed and smiled as he arranged her on her back, a perfectly fluffed pillow under her head. For a moment, he merely looked at her. He finally had her alone, and no one was going to disturb him. It had been some time since they had been together. There was however, one thing, he hadn’t done on their Christmas weekend.

He took her ankles and spread them wide apart, then settled himself between them. Pansy closed her eyes and relaxed. She knew Ron planned on taking his time with her, and she had no problems with that.

Ron slid his hands down her thighs, easing them as far apart as she could get them comfortably. Her shiny black curls were neatly groomed. Her lips were plump from his attention and the heat of the shower. He leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips. He noticed her slight twitch and smiled. He ran his fingers up and down her pussy. Her breathing was still calm and even.

Using his thumbs, he parted her lips and exposed her pink folds to his view. Raising his index fingers he spread her upper lips, knowing her hot spot was up there. He didn’t examine her this carefully before but now he had his chance.

Sitting at the top, in its place of honor, was her clit, partially covered. He pushed her hood back further and watched it slide out glistening and hard. Ron could have sworn he saw it throbbing. Well, he knew how it felt. He leaned down and gave it a long lick with the flat of his tongue.

Pansy let out a groan and her legs involuntarily spread wider. Ron glanced up and noticed her nipples had puckered again. He dropped lower and ran the tip of his tongue over her pussy. She groaned again. Ron was reveling in the control he had over her body. Keeping her lips spread open, he thrust his tongue inside her and began to explore.

She was even sweeter then he remembered. He plunged his tongue in and out in a heavy snog of her lower lips. Pansy was panting. Her breasts were rising and falling and proved too much of a temptation. He reached up and gripped one, her nipple hard in his palm.

He began sucking her lips, drawing out her juice. She was really wet now, but Ron wasn’t about to stop. He raised up to her clit and flicked his tongue over it rapidly. She arched her back and thrust her hips slightly. He brought his hand down and held the hood back, while he latched on with his lips and sucked.

Pansy rose on her elbows and watched Ron. He looked up at her, but all she could see were his intense eyes as he worked at her pussy. Ron didn’t break eye contact. He seemed to enjoy having her watch him eating her pussy.

His other hand moved but she couldn’t see what he was doing. She was concentrating on what his lips were doing to hers. Then she felt it. She slid two fingers inside her. She arched up but his hand held her still. He didn’t move his mouth at all. If anything, he sucked on her clit harder.

She felt his fingers sliding in and out of her slowly. She wanted to collapse but the image of Ron feasting on her was too much of a turn on. He began moving his fingers inside her. She didn’t know what he was reaching for but it felt wonderful.

Pansy felt a tingling in her belly. It was growing stronger. Ron saw the reactions on her face and worked his fingers faster, sucking harder. Ron was crooking both his fingers inside her, pressing upward.

Pansy felt her thighs tremble and she thrust with her hips. She was slightly embarrassed at what she thought of as fucking Ron’s face, but it seemed to only drive him on more. His brow was furled as he watched her. She could hear his slurping.

She bit her lip as the sensations spread through her body, she felt them building. She couldn’t take it anymore. She looked down at Ron and saw his eyes focused on her. She couldn’t look away. Her teeth clenched and she let out a shriek as she thrust her hips forward and came hard.

Ron felt a splash against his jaw and realized she ejaculated. When her tremors stopped he dropped and began licking up her release. He had never tasted anything more delicious. He caused this, he made her feel this and her body loved it.

Pansy let her head and body drop as he licked her. Every now and then he licked her clit and she jerked. He kissed his way up her body. She was sweating slightly, but he loved it.

She let her body relax as Ron kissed her everywhere. He reached her breasts, swirling her nipples with his tongue, then blew on them, watching them pucker. He covered her body with his while kissed her. She tasted herself on him as she kissed him and sucked on his bottom lip.

She reached for his cock with her hands but he stopped her. “No, no, tonight is about you love. You made sacrifices for me, and I am going to show you how much I appreciate them.” He kissed down her jaw. “No one, has ever given up so much for me,” he nibbled her earlobe, “I love you, and I’m glad you chose me,” he sucked her earlobe, and slid between her thighs, “I will be a good husband to you,” he reached down and slid his cock to her pussy, “I will try and be everything you need.” He thrust inside her.

Pansy gasped and wrapped her arms around him. Ron slid completely inside her, looking down at her. She looked up at him and lifted her legs, bringing her ankles up to his hips.

Ron leaned down and kissed her. “There is no one to hear you here but me,” he thrust again, “you can make all the noise you want,” he thrust again, “you can say whatever you want,” he thrust again, “I’m the only one who will hear you love.”

She reached down and grabbed his ass in both hands. He groaned, throwing his head back. Her hands went from his ass to the back of his thighs, pulling him closer to her.

“I love the feel of your hands, baby.” He groaned at her. She looked up at him. He was so strong and powerful over her, thrusting into her. And he was hers.

She arched her body into his. He ran his hands along her thighs. He brought his knees up near her hips and thrust harder. She pulled on this thighs, feeling the hard muscles. She was gasping and groaning, not holding anything back. She let everything out.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, as he rode her harder. He had been with her only a few times, but he knew her body and he knew she was close. He reached down and rubbed her clit.

As she began grunting beneath him, he thrust faster. She arched up and cried out as she came. Her pussy tightened down on his cock and he felt a flash of heat. He was seconds behind her as he thrust hard and came inside her.

Pansy lay there for several minutes, not wanting to move. The feel of Ron on top of her was just divine. She whined when he moved, but he chuckled and kissed her nose. He pulled the covers back and let her slid inside. She relaxed as he put out of the lights and slid in behind her.

She fell asleep spooned in front of him, holding his hand and smiling to herself. She had never been more content.
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