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Working Girl	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 8440 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pansy stepped out into what would soon be her home. Ron took her cloak and bag. “Make yourself at home.” He said smiling at her.

She smiled back as he moved to put her bag and cloak away. Ron’s home was sparse at best. A coffee table, a couch, a set of armchairs, a shelf unit and fireplace. It was obviously a bachelor pad. A bachelor who spent little time at home. The coffee table itself had several parchments. A quick glance at the Azkaban photos told her they were work related so she left them alone.

She moved to his kitchen, which was even more bare then the living room. A small round table had two chairs and again parchments covered the table. She had to smile. Ron sure was a task master when it came to his job.

She moved down the hall and glanced into an open room. It contained a weight bench and several different sized weights. There were also belts that could be attached to legs and wrists, charmed to take whatever amount of weight the wearer wanted.

She moved to another room. It was empty except for one bed and a few boxes. “A spare room.” She turned and saw Ron looking over her shoulder.

He nodded, then asked, “Would you like some dinner?”

“Maybe something light. I’m not that hungry.” She said.

“Well, that’s the last room in the tour.” He gestured to the room at the end of the hall. It was obviously his bedroom.

It had a large bed, low and close to the floor. The wardrobe stood next to a door, which she could see was a bathroom. Scattered clothes were on the floor as well as a few pairs of boots. “I know it’s not much, but when I have a case, sometimes I’m not home until morning.”

“It’s ok, it’s a man’s house. Or is this a flat?” She asked, realizing she didn’t even know where he lived.

“It’s a house, a small one but a house. There’s even a greenhouse in the back but I haven’t done anything with it.”

“Where are we?” She asked.

“Spinners End.” Pansy’s eyes flew open.

“Spinners End? Professor Snape lives here.”

“Yeah, he’s a few houses down.” Ron said. “We’ve spoken to him on a few cases. You can visit him later.” He suggested.

“I will.” She moved into the bathroom. A shaving kit and a few bottles were on the countertop. The shelves along the wall were practically empty. There was another door next to the mirror. She looked to Ron.

“The laundry.” He answered.

“Have you been in it?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

“A few times.” He said, smiling. “You can do whatever you want to this place. Just having you in it makes it better.” She smiled and kissed him. Just as his slid his arms around her waist they heard a voice.

“Ron where are you?” Ron rolled his eyes.

“I’m sorry my floo is open to a few people.” She followed him out to the front again, but hung back at the hall.

“Harry,” Ron called, “what’s going on mate?”

“Thought you might want to grab dinner, Ginny wants Italian so she said I should come and grab you.” Pansy chose then to come out. “Hello Pansy.”

“Hi Harry.” She said slipping her arm around Ron’s waist.

“Well then, are you both coming?” Harry asked. Ron’s stomach chose that moment to let out a loud rumble. Harry and Pansy laughed as he turned bright red.

“Yes, I think we are.” Pansy said.

“Good, we’ll see you in a few minutes. I’ll let Ginny know your both coming.” He left through the floo.

“I thought you weren’t that hungry.” He said.

“It’s obvious you are.” She said patting his stomach laughing. He could do nothing but nod.

“I’ll get out cloaks.” A few moments later they left.

Ginny was glad to hear from her. She was a Quiddtch player for the Cannons much to Ron’s delight. She was overjoyed to hear Pansy was writing a book, and excited to read it, but she was even happier that she was moving in with Ron. Ron polished of a full plate, salad and desert, but then again thinking about the weight room, she thought it must take a lot to keep him in shape.

Pansy had a wonderful time. Her past melted away and she was just a woman with her man. The evening reminded her of meals at Hogwarts and Pansy felt her spirits lifted. She didn’t really want the evening to end, but at the same time she wanted time with Ron.

As they made their way back to the house, Pansy was still smiling. She looked at Ron as he was tossing their cloaks on a chair. “You had a good time?”

“I had a great time.” She dropped into an armchair. “It’s been a long time since I had a night like that.”

“I’m glad you liked it.” He dropped down and took off her shoes, massaging her feet. She smiled down at him. He was amazing. He kissed her ankle and slid his hands up her calf.

He lifted her leg and hooked her knee on the arm of the chair. Taking her other leg he raised her ankle and kissed her ankle running his tongue the inside of her leg to her knee. He hooked it on the other arm, leaving her pussy open to his view. She reached behind her and gripped the sides of the chair, waiting for his move.

Ron kept his eyes locked with hers and lowered his head, giving her a long lick along her slit. Using his fingers to hold her open her dipped his tongue into her. Pansy gasped out. Ron had the most talented tongue. She knew it had to do with the fact that he wanted her to feel pleasure. It was evident that he enjoyed tasting her, but what made it good was that he wanted her to feel good from it. He wanted to please her, and please her he did.

She gave herself over to what he was doing to her body, amazed that he had memorized how her body reacted to him in such a short time. She was going mad, she needed more.

Grabbing a handful of hair she pulled him up. When he was on his knees she reached out and started yanking at his belt. While she unfastened his jeans, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. Shoving his jeans past his hips, he grabbed his cock and guided himself inside her.

He grabbed the arms of the chair and fucked her hard. Pansy let out gasp after gasp as he moved. Her pussy throbbed around him. Ron was loving her, not paying for her, loving her. Loving her roughly, but loving just the same. He had a firm grip on her hips, pulling her forward as he drove into her.

She began slipping out of the chair and it irritated him. Lifting under her arms he hauled her to the floor and drove her into the ground. She locked her legs around his waist. After a few minutes he stopped. “This can’t be comfortable for you.”

“It’s a little uneasy on the back.” She admitted. He rose up and helped her to her feet. “Bedroom.” He said stepping out of his jeans and giving her ass a light smack. She giggled as she hurried to the bed. She had no sooner crawled on it when Ron had her from behind and had slid back inside.

She dropped her face on the mattress and spread her knees wide. “Damn woman.” He gripped her shoulder with one hand and her hip with the other. He pulled her back as he thrust into her. She was dripping from her pussy, soaking him.

He was getting off from seeing her ass ripple with every jerky movement he made. He loved a nice round ass, and just couldn’t help himself. He took each cheek in his hands, gripping the flesh and squeezing.

Pansy was gripping the blanket in tight fists, as she felt it coming on fast. “Ron…Ron….Merlin ……I’m…….”

“I know my darling.” He said sweating over her.

“Aaaahhhhhhhh.” She pushed her ass back into him and raised slightly as she came hard, releasing hot juice over his cock.

“Fuck Pansy!” He humped into her harder, reveling in her new slickness. He felt it building in his loins, and the sight of Pansy’s ass bouncing around was just all too tempting. “Pansy love……I want… would you mind…..”

“What is it?” She gasp out into his blanket.

“Can I spill over your ass?” He said quickly, moving faster. He was going to cum soon.

“Yes Ron, anything you want.” Just as she spoke he pulled out and with a few wanks, spilled creamy cum all over her ass, shooting as far as her shoulder.

“Bloody hell, Pansy that was fabulous.” She dropped on her stomach and let out a sigh. “It’s all over your back.” He said.

“Well you can clean it this time.” She said already feeling her energy deplete. A moment later she felt magic sweep across her back. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He left the room for a moment to make sure the house was warded securely and all the lights were out. When he returned Pansy was slipping under the covers. He crawled in, holding her close.

“Pansy?” He whispered. She merely raised her eyebrows, already tired. “Will you stay in here with me or the guest room?” She had to smile.

“Would it bother you if I chose the guest room?” She asked.

“No. I want you here not matter what, but I’d like you to stay here with me.” She kept her smile. He thought of her comfort at all times.

“I’ll stay here with you Ron.” She said. She couldn’t see his smile with her eyes closed, but it was big. She felt his kiss though as she drifted off to sleep in his arms.
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