Drinking in the Halls

Ron looked for Pansy the next day, and found her alone in the library just after lunch. “Hey.” He said walking up to her.



“Hey.” She smiled up at him, closing her book.



“I’m sorry, am I interrupting?”



“No. I’m done, this was just lazy reading. What’s going on?” She asked, only to be shushed by Madam Pince.



“I was wondering if we could talk.” He whispered.



“Sure.” She gathered her bag and together they walked off the grounds outside close to the thestral grounds. The animals were peaceful and never bothered anyone, so it made a great place to talk. “So what did you want to talk about?”



“I was wondering if I might ask you for a favor.” He was nervous now, shoving his hands in his pockets.



“What kind of favor?” She asked, taking a seat on a huge boulder.



“First off I want to ask if you mean what you said.” He asked sitting next to her.



“You mean about having a go when I am sober?” She asked. He nodded. “Yes I meant it. Why do you ask?”



Ron turned to face her, brushing his knees with hers in the process. “I…well to be outright…..I’m still a virgin.” He told her.



“And you’d rather not be.” She suggested.



“Yeah, but I understand if……”



“I’ll help you Ron.” She said.



“You will?” He wasn’t sure if he heard her right.



“Yes, I will.” She told him, moving a little closer. “Can I ask why you came to me.”



“Well, you did offer to help,” she nodded, “but I know that you won’t laugh or make me feel like a git if I don’t know what I’m doing at first. I thought you might be adult about it.”



“Well I can be. I’m not a bragger Ron, so you won’t need to worry about me going on and telling everyone. Can I assume the same from you?”



“Yes, of course. I mean I will tell the others that it happened but not with who.” He said.



“You know Ron, I can do what I can but if the attraction isn’t there, your equipment won’t work. If I can get hold of some glamour spells maybe …..”



“You won’t need to worry about that, remember what happened in the room that night?”



“I didn’t know if that was just because I was grabbing for you or not.” He gave her a look that said everything. “Well then, when should we do this? She asked.



“I thought I might leave that to you.” He said. In actuality he didn’t have a clue how to go about this.



“Ok, let me come up with something and I’ll let you know. I may know of a place already. I think we should wait until the weekend though, that way classes and practices won’t get in the way.”



“Right.” He said. They fell silent for a moment.



“Ron?”



“Yes?” He was looking at his shoes as she moved closer.



“Look at me.” He turned his head. She was close now. “May I steal a kiss?” She whispered.



Ron swallowed the lump in his throat, then nodded. She leaned in and touched her lips to his. They were slick and soft. She pulled away and for a moment they looked at each other. Pansy lifted herself into his lap, straddling him and letting her legs fall on either side of him.



“Hold my waist, so I won’t fall.” She wouldn’t fall but she wanted to feel his arms. He raised his hands to her hips. “Tighter Ron, I won’t break. Come on hold me.” He slid his arms all way around her, pulling her body against his.



She didn’t have to lean down too far to kiss him, Ron was tall. He took his lips again and slowly open her mouth. Dipping her tongue into his mouth, she met his and they slid back and forth.



Ron let his hands pull her closer, feeling her breasts against his chest. Her tongue danced with his, showing him how to move. He didn’t know when he had done it but his hand was cradling the back of her head, her hair brushing against his wrist.



Pansy caressed his face, feeling his jaw move as he kissed her. Ron let her guide him. Paying attention to the speed that she was moving at, how much pressure she was using and how aggressive she was. He loved kissing her. She tasted so sweet.



She pressed her body closer, grinding her hips in his lap. She pulled away and looked at him. His cock was hard against her and this time there was no cup to hold it in.



He was looking her, waiting for what she would do or say next. What are you thinking? She asked, brushing a lock of hair away from his eye.



“Just wondering if I’ll be rubbish at it.” He said, Pansy had to admire him. It took a lot to admit to feelings like that, but then again Gryffindors were know for their courage.



“Ron are you attracted to me? Physically attracted to me I mean.” She asked him. He said nothing, just nodded. “Then don’t worry. I’m attracted to you too. We’ll take it nice and slow, just like we are now and we’ll enjoy it. That’s what it’s all about.” Again he nodded.



Pansy lowered for anther kiss. She found that she enjoyed kissing Ron, he wasn’t domineering or forceful, but was still responding with obvious enjoyment. She was ecstatic that he had asked her to teach him and she had no doubt he would make an apt pupil, if his responses were anything to go by.



When she broke away she let herself simply look at him, just holding his shoulders and stroking his hair. Ron’s eyes never left her face and his arms were still around her. “Do you like holding me?” She asked. Again he just nodded. “I like how hold me.” She leaned down again and kissed his eyes closed. She planted light kisses all over his face. Along his nose, his cheeks, his temples, his bottom lip. He just held himself still as she lavished affection on his face.



Pansy was drawn by how peaceful he looked with his eyes shut. She imagined he looked the same way when he slept. She brushed her cheek against his. Ron’s skin was incredibly soft.



As she raised her lips to his temple he titled his head and kissed her jaw. She held herself still letting him kiss along her jaw to her neck. He moved slowly, making sure she was alright with it before continuing. He had kissed his way down her neck, reaching the small indentation at her throat just above her breastbone. Her perfume was seductive, and made him want to find out how much of her body was graced with it.



“Ron,” she whispered, “we should stop this before we end up on the floor.” He head was still tilted back and she was holding him close to her, both of her hands woven in his hair. He had to agree with her, right now he still had control of his impulses.



He stood up and helped her to her feet. Ron’s erection was evident, but his jumper his the display. Ron’s stomach was in knots and his heart was racing. They walked back to the castle slowly, giving his body time to return to normal. The weekend wouldn’t come soon enough.