This drabble was written as part of my co-hosting duties for the Romione Quickie Fest on Tumblr. This is for the "Firsts" prompt.

"You sure?"

"Yes"

"Really? 'Cause you don't have to…but if you wanna…I mean…"

Hermione looked up at him rolling her eyes in a way that would have been off-putting to anyone else, but considering their history, and the fact that she was rapidly unfastening his trousers, Ron could think of nothing muggle or magical more arousing.

Nothing of course until she wrapped her hand around his erection and began to free him from his pants.

"Fuuu... sorry."

"Don't be; just relax, say anything you like."

There were a million things that he thought he might say if this day ever came. In all of his wanking fantasies, especially the ones where Hermione sucked him off, he always imagined himself giving her loads of verbal feedback. Now, however, as she lowered her beautiful mouth to his cock, it was as if every single dirty word he had ever known had vanished into thin air. All he could do was watch her, mouth and eyes half open, as she leaned closer and ran her tongue around the tip. His whimper actually startled her.

"This alright? Did I hurt you?"

He shook his head, but was afraid that she may have misunderstood.

"Yes…No! I mean, you didn't hurt me…it feels…your mouth feels...shite!"

She looked relieved by his ramblings, lowering her mouth once again while maintaining eye contact. She murmured softly; her lips barley brushing the sensitive skin she held so gently.

"Good…more?"

"Yes…please."

This time she groaned along with him as she brought him into her mouth. He was so hard, yet his skin was like silk. Watching his reactions, hearing his gasps and moans was an unbelievable turn on. In the brief time that they had been officially together, they had very quickly progressed in their physical relationship. She had been relieved, and surprised, to learn that Ron really did not have much more experience than she did. She was also surprised by just how much she wanted him, sexually. It was like she couldn't get enough of him.

"Mione…love you."

Hermione was nothing if not driven to be the best. She had read books of course: textbooks on muggle and magical sexuality, as well as the "bodice rippers" that her mother had always insisted were just beach reading, but books only took you so far, you had to have practical application. She didn't really care what most men enjoyed, she wanted to know what her man enjoyed.

"Show me…show me what feels best."

She picked up his hand which had been gripping the sofa and brought it gently to her face. For a moment he stared at her, chest heaving, before guiding her slowly to take him in once more. He gently held her head, encouraging her to move up and down his now glistening shaft. She moaned her approval.

"Yeah…just...just like that…could you...suck me… a little…fuck! Yeah…oh, God! Mione!"

All his fantasies could go fuck themselves! This was the best fucking thing he had ever felt! He still couldn't believe sometimes that she, Hermione Granger, wanted him; but here she was, sucking his cock…and it had been her idea! He always knew she was brilliant!

By now his hands were wrapped in her hair and his hips were making tiny, involuntarily upward thrusts. He knew he could not hold out much longer.

"Mione…stop…I…stop."

"Why? What's wrong?"

"I'm gonna…you know…and I….didn't want to"

"It's alright…go ahead, I want you to."

She sucked him greedily into her mouth, needing no further instructions. Her words, as much as her actions caused him to come apart almost immediately. Filling the room with professions of love and curses of disbelief in equal measure.

"Come up here, I'd bring you myself, but I don't think my arms work anymore."

"That good, huh?"

"Fanfuckingtastic! And as soon as I have the use of my limbs, I intend on showing you just how good."

She snuggled in close as they both laughed. He kissed her soundly, not even hesitating to push his tongue deep into her mouth. She shivered at the thought of how he might reciprocate as his hand began crept under her skirt.

"Although, to be honest, I'll enjoy it as much as you."