For all those who love Ron/Hermione (my favorite) and thunderstorms. Pure fluff. Rated M for suggestions of adult themes, BUT I don't show it.
A low rumble of thunder boomed in the distance causing Ron to stare out the window. He was in his living room at his home he shared with his wife. Thunder boomed and lightening flashed, this time causing Hermione to glance up from her book and out the window. Ron turned away from the window and frowned at Hermione.
"What's wrong?" She asked as she glanced down at her book and carefully placed a bookmark in it. She then gently placed the book next to her.
"We use to have fun in thunderstorms." Ron said as he glanced out the window when thunder crept forward.
"What do you mean? I'm enjoying my evening at home." Hermione frowned an equal frown matching Ron's.
"Hermione, I mean 'THAT' kind of fun. Adult fun." Ron hinted. He waited a moment. When Hermione realized what he meant, she blushed and rolled her eyes.
"Oh, you mean THAT kind of fun. We still do that you know." Hermione smiled.
"Not like we use to." Ron pouted causing Hermione to glare at him.
"Well if you don't like making love to your wife, you don't have to anymore." Hermione said angrily crossing her arms. Ron's frown faded. He hadn't meant to upset her.
"No, Hermione, you misunderstood me." He said watching his wife cross her arms.
"Then perhaps you need to explain."
"Perhaps I will explain by talking, or better yet, by showing."
She stared at him confused. Ron glanced out the window, and watched the rain starting to dance across their yard. Thunder boomed loudly over them signaling to both that they were in the eye of the storm. Lightening lit up the yard showing off the fields they owned.
Ron frowned at her and then smiled. When she didn't return a smile, he quietly got up from his favorite chair, walked over to his wife, and uncrossed her arms. He leaned in and gave her a light kiss. When she still frowned as he pulled away, he leaned in again kissing her once more.
"I love making love to my wife in a thunderstorm." Ron whispered just as thunder boomed once more causing lightening to quickly follow.
The lights flickered once as the storm raged on. They, then, flickered a second time and stayed out. Ron still held Hermione's hands.
"I hate it when the power goes out." Hermione muttered.
"Oh I can think of one thing we could do in the dark." Ron winked even though Hermione couldn't see it. He tickled Hermione in spot where he knew would make her heart race.
"Ronald." Hermione half whimpered, half moaned. He pulled her off their couch and led her to their bedroom.
"I have missed this." Ron moaned when he kissed his wife's neck as he quietly shut the door with his foot.
"So have I." she answered in agreement.
They didn't need lights from candles to rekindle their love making. Instead, all they needed was a thunderstorm to remind them of what they both had deeply missed.
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