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Cruel Intentions	By : rephiamlove Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6534 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione
Around half an hour later, I heard the front door opening and closing, followed by the sound of heavy foot-steps coming up the stairs. My heartbeat started to accelerate, and I suddenly felt a fluttering in my stomach of nervousness making my core tighten up in anticipation. My bedroom door was open, so he just appeared after coming up the last few steps. He looked at me, and I was hopeful because he didn't look angry anymore, so I stood up and walked over to him. My right hand hesitantly pulled him towards me, guided him until my legs hit the edge of our bed, and I tugged off his shirt, and proceeded to unbutton his trousers.
"Hermione, what are you-"
I placed my hand on his lips to stop him from speaking, and I didn't let go until he stopped trying. When I removed my hand, I yanked off my top throwing to the floor, and pulled down my shorts and knickers together in one pull. I stood tall and turned to make Ron sit down before me. Once he was seated, I attempted the removal of his pants and boxers, and eventually received a little help from him when he lifted his bum for me so that I could manage . My hands roamed the length of his legs from his ankles up to his knees, with slow and steady pressure while we glanced at one another. His body hair was thin, so I still felt his skin under my hands, warm and smooth.
I finally reached the length of his member and I firmly grasped it and gave it a few pumps, gathering the moisture at the tip and smoothing it around to help with lubrication before I placed it into my mouth. He groaned, and I felt his hand on my head, gently guiding me up and down the way he liked it. It didn't matter how hard he tried to hold back his passion-filled-moans, I heard them just the same, and it gave me a burst of excitement that I was able to comfort him this way. We both needed this after our falling out, both mentally and physically.
I lowered my hand in between my legs, and rubbed at the bundle of nerves that was swelling and pounding with blood flow that matched the beat of my heart, and I felt my nipples start to harden from arousal. I was confused when he stopped me from pleasuring him. He pulled me forward, and I understood what he wanted, so I climbed up and straddled his body. I loved him so much, and right now I needed his body in me desperately. His lips were soft and I felt his tongue on my lips, so I granted him access to my mouth where he expertly swirled his tongue around my own. I lowered myself down onto his engorged shaft and he let out a breathy groan that separated our lip-lock. I pushed his chest down, sat up, and took him as roughly as I could to try and make up for all of the pain and anger I had caused him.
He guided me down hard with each thrust he gave, handling me just as rough. It was new to me how we were doing it: rough and forceful. My breathing soon came out labored as we quickly exerted ourselves from frenzy and excitement. After my body slowed, Ron took charge and rolled us over. He lifted my legs up over his shoulders for deeper penetration and thrust harder still. It felt tremendous to me in this position that I could do nothing but enjoy the ride while he continued to hit a spot in me that had me moaning out loudly while I clawed at his shoulders.
When his uneven breathing matched my own, I knew we were both almost there. Small droplets of sweat began to drop down his face that was flush with heat and determination. My body began to feel the flutters of contraction when Ron lowered one of my legs so he could rub at my center. My pleasure reached higher and higher, and just when I thought I couldn't reach any further my body bucked, and clamped down hard on Ron with powerful euphoric spasms that seemed to go on and on, and had me seeing stars.
"Fuck." Ron could not stop the curse that followed his own climax. His movements were jerky at the end while he filled me with the essence of him.
I enjoyed the feeling of being filled by him, before he softened and I felt him withdraw. I heard him make a sound what I interpreted as a sound of satisfaction, and then he rolled off of me and onto his back.
"Wow!" We both said simultaneously, it caused us to both chuckle with the last bit of energy we had.
"Make-up sex really is hot." I said out of breath. Ginny was right.
We both spent some time getting our breathing under control and letting the awkwardness settle down before we had to have our discussion, but not before we cuddled a little bit. Ron had pulled me in to him, so I laid my head down on him and circled my leg around his.
He broke the silence first. "Maybe we should talk now." He was twirling my hair around his fingers.
"Okay. I'll go first…I watched the memories you left me, as you know. I'm sure you know how horrible I feel after I witnessed what Draco's intentions were. And I feel wretched for making you feel fear, jealousy, or any other feeling that I have caused you to feel. I promise that in the future I'm going to try to use better judgment when it comes to conversing with men in or out of work. I'm so sorry, Ronald. I hope you can forgive me."
He kissed the tear that escaped me when I was done apologizing. "I'm sorry too, Hermione."
"What are you sorry about? I'm the one that was an idiot, not you."
"Well, I should have handled the situation better, and I feel awful. I promised that I would always protect you, and I didn't do a very good job did I?"
"Of course you did. Not that I condone violence of any kind, but I believe what you did to Draco constitutes protection of some kind, even if you over-did it a bit." I laughed at my terrible wording.
"Yeah, well, we just got to hope that what I did doesn't come back to bite me in the arse. I could get sacked."
"I was thinking the same thing. Maybe we could do something, talk to Narcissa about this."
"Are you daft? I don't want you anywhere near him or his family again."
"I wasn't going to go over there, Ronald, relax. I meant, maybe we should write a letter or something."
"We might have to do something like that, but I don't think it will need to come to that. I've got memories that could ruin his reputation."
"How did you get those memories, Ronald? I can't imagine that Zabini gave them to you willingly."
"He gave them to me, but I promised that I wouldn't out him. Him and Draco have been friends for a long time, but he values marriage, and he respects us both, which is why he gave them to me, I suspect."
"Well how would we use those memories to help us then?"
"I'll think of something, but in the meantime, I think me and you got a lot of catching up to do, don't you?" With that, he crawled back on top of me, kissing me and bringing me to the height of pleasure over and over again.

A/N: What did you think? That was the longest lemon scene I have ever written, and I hope I didn't let you guys down. It really was hard to write it. Please leave me a review.
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