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Smell of Submission (Sides)	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 50235 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author’s Note: This chapter takes place between Chapter 18 and 19 of The Smell of Submission. As always I would like to thank my beta, Eclectic Pet for helping me to make my work better!

“I just feel weird about having you sign it.” Ron said as he looked over the contract Harry had given him, for the tenth time.
“Because you’re having a fight with Harry?” Luna asked as she climbed into Ron’s lap to put herself between him and the page. She straddled his lap and looked into his eyes. “Or is it something else?”
The two students sat comfortably in the Gryffindor common room. It was well after curfew and they were left alone in the cozy area. He had waited until the last of his classmates had gone to bed before mentioning the contract at all.
He smiled up at her and set the paper aside. “Isn’t it weird?” he asked her sadly.
She smiled slightly at the question. “You’re asking Loony Lovegood if something is weird?” She asked with a playful tone in her voice.
“I told you not to call yourself that.” Ron snapped.
“Until there’s a collar around my neck, or my signature on that paper I will call myself whatever I please.”
“Do you want a collar?” He asked as his eyes moved to her slim neck.
“I want to be your pet Ronald; of course I would love a collar.” She said with a tilt of her head as if this fact was obvious.
“Is it wrong that the idea of you in a collar is getting me hot?” He asked in a slightly deeper voice.
“I don’t think so.” She answered before she leaned in to kiss him softly on the lips.
“The contract wants us to pick what kind of pet you are.” he said before he kissed her back just as softly.
“What kind of pet do you want?” She asked pulling back just enough to look into his eyes again.
“I don’t think that’s what they mean. What kind of pet do you feel like?” He asked then reached up and brushed some strands of hair out of her eyes.
“Something…that sings.” She told him while she played with the top button of his shirt.
“I’ve always enjoyed the song of the Nightingale.” He told her with a slight smile.
“Then, let me be your Nightingale?” She asked biting her lower lip.
“You really want to be, don’t you?” He asked with the sound of amazement in his voice.
“Yes.” She said nodding at him before she leaned in to kiss him again.
His hands moved to her hips. “You’ll be completely mine.” He warned her seriously. “To take care of and keep safe.”
“Yes Ronald, completely yours, to do with as you wish.” She said softly.
“Anything I wish?” He asked shifting her on his lap so she could feel what she was doing to him.
“If you ever want me to do something that I don’t want to do, I will say…blueberry.” She told him as her fingers unbuttoned his top most button.
“What?”
“It’s called a safe word; in the sort of relationship we both want it is best to have one.” She explained as she started to work on the next button down.
“So if you say blueberry I will know to stop. Why not just say stop?” he asked a little confused.
“Sometimes I will beg you to stop, but it’s just my way of asking you to keep going.” She told him simply.
“You’re a funny sort of bird. So why blueberry?” He told her but smiled all the same.
“I’m glad you’ve finally noticed.” She said while she kept unbuttoning his shirt. “Because they give me hives so I don’t like them very much.”
His hands rested on top of hers so he could still them. Ron looked into her eyes seriously. “I want to change the term of the contract. Let’s try this for a month.” He told her firmly.
“That seems reasonable.” Luna said and leaned in to kiss him again.
Ron kissed her back softly for a moment before he picked her up off his lap so he could stand. “Face the table and take the quill in your hand.” He told her in a more direct tone. Ron looked around the room to make sure they were actually alone. Just in case they got louder than he planned he cast a sound muffling spell on the stairs up to both dorms.
She turned to the table and picked up the blood quill as she had been instructed. Ron moved up behind her so his chest was pressed to her back. “I want us both to remember this moment.” he told her softly before kissing her ear.
His hand snaked around her thigh and he slowly felt his way up under her skirt. “If you like what I’m doing you’ll sing.” He told her as his fingers met the fabric of her knickers. “If you don’t like it you’ll make a raspberry sound.”
As his fingers pushed under the cotton fabric, she closed her eyes. Luna hummed softly as his fingers explored her. She made a soft moaning sound when his fingers traced around her core then brushed over her sensitive clit. Ron teased and played with her body. His free hand moved up under her shirt and pushed the fabric of her bra aside so he could play gently with her hard little nipples. She found that she was singing more and more as he learned what she enjoyed.
None of his actions brought her any closer to some kind of release, they were only meant as foreplay and teasing. Soon she found she couldn’t take any more, she wanted something much more substantial.
“Please... Ronald.” She begged wondering if he would know what she wanted.
“Call me Master.” he told her and his hands to her hips.
A shiver went down her body at his words and she smiled. “Yes Master.” She answered breathlessly.
Ron pulled away for a moment, leaving her cold and wanting. When he returned he pushed up the back of her skirt so she would be able to feel his excitement.
“Do you want this, my sweet little Nightingale?” He asked as he teased himself along her core.
“Yes Master.” She gasped and pushed back against him.
“You can have it the moment you belong to me.” He told her and placed the contract in front of her.
“Don’t you have to sign too Master?” Luna asked as she looked over the contract.
"Almost forgot.” Ron said and leaned over to change the few things they had just talked about. All the while, he teased her and kept her excited. Once he was done, he signed with the blood quill and groaned at the pain. He slipped the quill back into her hand and went back to giving her body his full attention.
Luna smiled and signed the paper without a second thought. When she picked up the quill, Ron pushed the cotton of her knickers out of his way. As she was signing her name, Ron pressed forward slowly. He growled as her body wrapped around him like a perfectly made glove.
Luna’s hand shook slightly and made the signature a bit messy, but at that the moment she couldn’t find it in herself to care. She dropped the quill and clutched the table.
“Tell me who you’ve been with.” Ron asked in a strained voice. They hadn’t really talked about it, but for some reason he was expecting her to be a virgin.
“I have a toy.” Luna admitted unashamed.
“A toy?” Ron asked as he pulled back slowly so he could thrust back into her a little more roughly this time.
“Yes!” She gasped at the motion. “It vibrates. It is the only thing I’ve ever… had sex with.” She told him as her knuckles turned white while she grasped the table’s edge.
“You’ll bring it to me.” He told her as he started a rhythm of thrusts that he enjoyed and had her making the most wonderful sounds.
“Yes Master.” She moaned rolling her hips back against him.
Ron smiled moaning as he pushed into her slight form again and again. She was not his first woman, but this simple fact held more pleasure than he had ever felt before. He pushed her hair from her neck so he could kiss and nip at her skin.
It was made all the better by the fact that she seemed to be having as good of a time as him, and when she suddenly let out a scream and her body tightened almost painfully around him he was actually surprised.
He climaxed and bit down harder on her neck than he meant to. She just felt so wonderful quivering around him he couldn’t stop himself.
She was his Nightingale, and he felt powerful.
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