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Dirty Little Secrets of The Black Lake	By : amortentia Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 4172 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Dirty Little Secrets of The Black Lake
- 2-Dirty Little Secrets of The Black Lake: Part II
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This was unbelievable. Truly and completely unbelievable. How Fred had done it he felt he would never know, but Ron swore he would make the absolute most of this opportunity. He had already found the perfect location for their date; a secluded spot of grass beneath a massive willow lining the edge of the Black Lake. At sunset, the light shining off of the water sparkled and gleamed so enchantingly that nothing could possibly go wrong. He thought of her perfect cleavage in Potions earlier that day as he shoved blankets and sweets into his rucksack and couldn't help but hope that tonight would be the night he would finally get to cup his hands around them, feel their tender softness… He throbbed against his trousers as he collected one last Butterbeer and set out towards the Gryffindor Common Room to meet her.

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He thought she might be a bit drunk, honestly. He thought he might, as well, actually, now that he'd thought about it. The early stages of sunset were in full effect against the lake and there were even a few faeries beginning to light their way across the water. This could not be a more perfect evening. Ron felt a bit guilty he couldn't fully enjoy the scenery as he stared down the barely-buttoned blouse that was leaning ever nearer towards him. As their eyes met he lifted his hand to cup her chin, stroking her cheek and grinning widely. Truly unbelievable. She placed her hand over his, leaning into him, and he pulled her firmly nearer until her lips were upon his. She trembled, beginning to gently brush her hand up his thigh. He was sure she was drunk, now, but she seemed to want him almost as badly as he had wanted her for all these years. Perhaps she had secretly thought about him, too…? The mere idea of it sent ripples of precum streaming down his cock as the fingernails he had dreamed of brushed its tip through his trousers. He trembled and throbbed against his zipper so hard he thought he would ruin it for himself. Looking into her eyes once more, he kissed her deeply and traced his hand quickly up her side, cupping and squeezing her breast until she rose against him as she had in his dreams. He pulled her onto himself and savored the pressure of her small body. If this had been the Prefect's Bathroom, the tip of him would be gently sliding into her now. Instead, he quivered against her panties, wondering which ones she wore today. He'd managed to knick a pair of the lacy black ones.
Ron had to remind himself to breathe when her hands began unzipping him and coaxing him from his boxers. She placed a single finger at the very tip of his cock, sliding down along the seam as it pulsated into her, begging to be grabbed, and followed it with her tongue. He could hardly bear her warmth, her delicacy. He looked down, hoping to catch a glimpse of his cock in her mouth, and brushed her long hair to the side. Her face looked beautiful even with him stuffing her mouth to the brim - maybe even more so. He grinded into her throat, threatening to cum with every push, until finally he simply had to stop her. He wanted to feel her, to watch her little ass bouncing up and down against him. He flipped her over, her uniform skirt waving in the gentle breeze. He could see her wetness from here, and he trailed a single finger along it, lifting her skirt up further. His cock was throbbing harder than he thought it ever had, begging to enter her, needing her more than anything. With a finger he lightly pushed her panties to the side, holding them against her thigh as his other hand gently pinched her clit. She gasped, clutching a patch of grass. She was already so wet he could easily slide his fingers inside of her, and he wanted to desperately, but even more so he wanted to tease her. He wanted to hear her beg for him.
Lifting her fingers from the grass Ron held her hands together against her back, restraining her single handedly as the other spread her thighs apart to tease her a bit more. He rubbed more slowly, sliding up and down her slit and lingering shamelessly on her clitoris each time. Petting a single finger along her opening and barely pushing it into her he located his wand. He wanted her to be his. Holding her open, he placed his wand against her clit. Her hips trembled instantly and a wild moan escaped her as she arched her back into the ground. He tightened his grip on her hands behind her, keeping her in place, and touched her clit again, lightly rubbing up and down this time. His dream girl writhed beneath him, pushing herself against his grip closer and closer to his throbbing cock.
Ron could take it no longer. He moved closer to her, pushing the tip of himself along her, trembling into the wetness and involuntarily releasing another gush of precum inside of her. He dipped slowly in and out of her as she looked back at him, pushing herself more deeply onto him and he placed a hand on her hip stopping her, teasing even more slowly, rubbing the tip of himself against his clitoris excruciatingly delicately.
"What do you want?" He asked her, removing himself from her completely and replacing his cock with a single circulating finger once more.
"I want," she gasped, "you, Ron." Her hands shifted as she arched her back in longing and he tightened his grip on them, tugging her suddenly backwards and ramming his cock into her with full force. She screamed with pleasure and frustration, struggling to keep still for him. With himself fully inside of her he also kept still, refusing to fuck her, sliding his hands around her firm ass in admiration and finally giving it a slap. She moaned longingly and Ron lost control of himself, grinding into her and indulging himself in the sweetest of pleasures.
He grazed his hand up her blouse and slid her breast from her bra, squeezing firmly and pushing himself into her equally so. Her nipples were incredible - so soft, and tiny, and so incredibly hard for him. With each squeeze, each rub, each flick she would moan all over again, grinding back into his cock. There was no way he could stand this for much longer. Precum streamed from him with each thrust and he slowed to a near halt, only pulling her by the hips back onto him every few moments. He finally released his grip on her hands, pushing her back over so he could watch her tits bounce while he finally fucked her. They were glorious. He tore her blouse open, sending pearlescent buttons flinging across the lakeside, and slid her other breast from her bra. He cupped one into his hand, drawing it up to his mouth and flicked his tongue against her nipple as she clutched the grass once more. He grabbed them both and grazed the tip of his cock against her nipple, then against her lips, and pushed himself back into her mouth before placing it between her tits. He had dreamed of this cleavage for years, and now his cock was finally nestled within it. He pushed slowly in and out, caressing the tip of his own cock each time it exited. As he watched her smiling up at him with pleasure he could take it no longer. Ron grasped her thigh, pulling it up against his chest, and placed himself within her. He pulled it closer to himself with every thrust and trailed his wand lazily along her clitoris. This was simply heaven. He knew he couldn't stop it for much longer. He pushed himself into her more firmly, her tits bouncing, restrained her hands once more, and began to steadily thrust himself into her. Finally he released into her, filling her up entirely, his wand ensuring that they finished at the same time. As he watched himself drip out of her, he was sure that he would have to set another date soon.
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