Ron and Hermione Oneshots

Story 1

Summary: This about Ron and Hermione's wedding night. Ron's a virgin but Hermione isn't and Ron's having a little problem with adjusting to that information.

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Carrying her over the threshold of the honeymoon suite, He sat her down gently and stared at her as she smiled and looked around the room. Turning back towards him, she set him with a questioning look. "What?"

Ron shook his head. "Nothing, your just so beautiful." Hermione blushed as she pulled her husband into a tight hug. Ron hugged her tightly back, knowing that she probably didn't believe him. Hermione never had been one to graciously accept compliments. Hermione reached up and kissed him sweetly. She ran her hands up his sides over his chest, around his shoulders, and into his hair, as she deepened the kiss. Ron's hands went down her back to cup her bum and squeezed gently, making her moan. Hermione ran her hands back down to unbutton his jacket. The wedding had been a muggle one so that Hermione's family could come. She then pushed the jacket off of Ron's shoulders and began to unbutton his undershirt, disgarding that and his tie she took off his tanktop. Running her hands across his strong and muscular chest, she grinned when she heard him moan.

Ron pulled the straps off of her shoulders and the silky dress fell to the floor, leaving her naked before him. He grinned as she arched into him when he sucked on her neck. Hermione began to work frantically at Ron's pants as he lead her to the bed, only stopping to step out of his pants and underwear. Hermione lay on her back on the bed and Ron was on her instantly, nestled between her legs as he sucked a nipple into his mouth. Hermione moaned and grasped the back of his head. Ron sucked greedily, loving the taste. Ron and Hermione hadn't gone all the way. Ron had never gone all the way with anyone but the summer between their sixth and seventh years Hermione had slept with Viktor, whom she had gone to visit in Bulgaria. Hermione had been honest with Ron when things had begun getting physical during their snogging but Ron's mum had gotten the no sex before marriage thing to stick with him so he'd never felt ready. But Hermione had given herself to Vicky and hadn't brought it up with me. Maybe she doesn't want me. Ron's mind kept dwelling on thoughts like these. Ron stopped abruptly, sitting up and pulling away from his new bride completely. "Ron, what's wrong?" Hermione sat up and scooted toward him as he pulled away.

Ron stood up and ran a hand through his hair. "What if I can't do it right? I mean, Vicky probably had some experience, but I..."

Hermione cut him off by covering his mouth with hers. "Ron, I've only done it once myself. I don't care if you don't know what your doing. We'll learn together."

Ron shook his head. "I'm not good enough for you, Hermione. I don't have a lot of money and I'm... me. I'm..."

"Beautiful, modest, sweet, caring, funny, and my husband. I don't care if your family is not rich or famous or any of that rubbish." Hermione cupped his face in her hands. "Ron, I love you. I know I made a mistake by sleeping with Viktor and I regret it but your the only one I want to ever make love to ever again. I'm yours, Ron. Heart, body, and soul. All of me is yours and I wouldn't be with you if you disappointed me." Hermione hugged him tightly and grinned when she felt his lips on her neck. She turned her head to kiss his hair as she moaned and arched her breasts into his chest. "I love you." she moaned. Ron sucked on her pulse point as she ran her hands down his back and around to crasp his erection, making him groan. Laying her back down on the bed, Ron moved up to kiss her pationately. Hermione moved her legs to either side of him, bending her knees. Lifting her hips, she began to guide him into her. Both moaned as he filled her completely. "God, Ron." she moaned as he began to move.

Ron just sped up and continued to watch her. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning and gasping and a light hint of sweat had formed over her. Ron bit his lip as he felt himself start to release. Hermione only encouraged it by wrapping her legs around him, pulling him deeper and pulling his head down for a kiss. "Who do you love, Hermione? Who's your man?" Ron questioned, his face burried in her neck.

"You, only you." Hermione gasped, her muscles clinching as she milked Ron for everything he had to offer. Ron lay on top of her, holding her close, his face still in her neck. "God, your so much better than him." Hermione panted, trying to make him feel better about the situation. She knew he'd been hurt deeply when she told him what had happened with Viktor. He had pretended not to be effected, but Hermione knew him better then that. Ron tensed and rolled off of her, laying on his back next to her.

"Hermione, if I hadn't stopped you on the platform, would you have gone back to him after the battle?"

Hermione's head quickly snapped around and she saw how much it pained him to even ask. "No, not after what happened in the Room of Requirement. Ron, I've loved you since before what happened with Viktor. I was just hurt at the way you'd reacted once you found out I was going and I don't know, I guess I thought sleeping with him would hurt you back."

"It worked." he whispered, turning away from her.

"And you being with Lavender hurt me back." she said, spooning against him.

"So, who'd you sleep with because of that?" Hermione tensed.

"Ronald, you know perfectly well that I haven't slept with anyone since him and now you." Hermione suddenly had a horrible thought. "You didn't... with Lavender? Right?" They'd talked about her sleeping with Viktor but Ron had never mentioned rather or not he'd slept with anyone.

Ron shrugged. "Maybe I did, does it matter?"

"Of course it matters, Ron. You are my husband and..." Hermione's eyes suddenly filled with tears and her heart felt like it was being squeezed. She knew what he was doing, he was showing her how he felt about her sleeping with Viktor by telling her he'd slept with Lavender. She felt hurt, slightly betrayed, and full of anger for Lavender. She hugged him tightly to her. "Ron, I'm so sorry. If I could take it back I would. You need to know that your the only one who will ever touch me. I know you don't want a vivid picture but at least you didn't have to hurt me, the first time always hurts, and," she leaned over in a slightly seductive tone and whispered, "you actually got me to cum." Ron groaned and she was glad he was feeling better.

"I never slept with Lavender." Ron told her turning over and holding her tightly to him.

"I know, Mr. No-Sex-Til-Marriage." She smirked as Ron blushed. "Don't worry, I think it was adorable and very gentlemanly."

"Yeah?"

Hermione nodded and in the next instant he was on her again. "I love you." He groaned in her ear.

"I know." she moaned back, his mouth and fingers clouding her mind.

"Good," he grinned, kissing her once more.