Chapter 2

It was barely dawn when Ron's eyes snapped open. He grabbed his wand from the back pocket of his jeans lying on the floor beside his bed and cast a quick tempus charm.

He laughed lightly when he saw the time: 5:30 was considerably earlier than his usual wake up time of noon. His frolicking with Ginny had him eager to continue.

Thoughts of his time with her the night before caused his dick to harden beneath his sheets. He slipped his hand beneath the waistband of his boxers and lightly played with his balls, preparing for his morning jerk off.

Just then, a loud snore came from Harry's side of the room.

Dejected, he removed his hand, before getting off the bed, he pulled on his jeans from the night before, and a fresh shirt, before leaving the room and walking out into the hallway. He padded down the stairs to the landing outside of Ginny's room.

He knocked quietly on the door.

"Come in," Ginny said, her voice breaking.

He stepped inside. Ginny was sitting on the bed, staring bashfully at her lap. "Hermione's gone, she went to help Mum and Fleur get ready for the guests. I...I didn't know when to come." She stammered while Ron locked and sealed her door with a spell.

"Doesn't matter." He grunted. "Harry's still up there, so we couldn't have done anything."

He growled when he saw her sag with relief. "Don't get your hopes up. I've still got a job for you."

He turned away from the door, pulling his jeans off. His boxers tented from his morning wood as he made his way toward the bed.

"I see you followed my orders." He said approvingly, casting an inquiring gaze up and down.

His cum from the night before had been spread across her shirt, leaving a large dark stain. Her hair was matted together, gelled by his spunk, and her skin had a thin sheen of cum across her face.

She nodded. "I did. Hermione didn't even notice this morning when I talked to her."

"Good. Now... I believe you have a job to finish." He growled, shaking his dick to emphasize his point.

Ginny simply stared at it, and Ron felt his temper rising.

"Quit your fucking gawking," He snapped. "We don't have all day, Mum will expect us downstairs soon."

Resignedly, her long slender fingers wrapped awkwardly around his length, and she quickly engulfed it in her hot mouth.

Ron moaned as she began to clumsily bob her lips up and down on his hard, throbbing cock.

"We're going to make this a regular thing, Gin." He groaned feeling relieved. He placed a hand on the back of her neck, but didn't use it to control her movements, he did it because it felt right to him as if he had complete control over her.

"Suck harder." He ordered. "I want to feel the pressure."

Ginny stopped bobbing her head on his cock, and instead, she kept his length in her mouth and just did a long slow suck. Ron moaned again, bucking his hips into her throat. "Just like that. Good job Gin-Gin, but I want to try something."

With a sudden movement, he used his hand on the base of her head to force her to gag on his dick while he took in the pleasure of her warm, wet mouth.

Releasing her from the gag he let her do her thing while keeping his hand on her head, watching her bob on his dick. As he felt his climax approaching he was just going to do what he had done last night, spray her face and be on his way, but instead, he got another idea: he was just going to cum on her shirt. Just a few seconds before he spurted down her throat, he pulled out of her mouth and aimed at her chest, letting his spunk fly out and splat across her shirt.

"I want you to wear this shirt every night to sleep," He ordered. I want to be able to smell the cum on it the second I get near you, I don't care if Hermione can too."

He took a seat next to her and placed an arm on her side, beginning to creep it down to the top of her pajama bottoms. Slipping it under her pajamas he further led his hand beneath her underwear triggering a response from Ginny.

"Ron please don't. We should be down for breakfast, someone will come knocking." Ginny pleaded.

Ignoring her he continued to do as he willed, placing his middle finger over the top of her lips, and then guiding both his middle and ring finger over it. Feeling her jerk, a bit in response to his fingers touching her core, he began to rub the center in hard circles before plunging two fingers into her. He wanted to tease her, but he mostly just wanted to finger her for a bit and leave before his mother came upstairs screaming about all the work that needed to be done.

He started to rapidly thrust his fingers in and out of her, and he was loving it. Ginny was trying to further cross her legs shut and keep him from doing anything else, but the positioning of his hand was perfect. All she succeeded in doing was merely locking his hand into her pussy and there was just enough space for him to continue fingering her at a faster pace. Ginny had her eyes closed and was slightly moaning, but just then they heard a knock on the door. Both Ron and Ginny froze.

"Ginny? Are you okay? Why's the door locked?" Hermione's voice said loudly.

"I'm going to go in the bathroom, you go and deal with her," Ron said softly to Ginny, removing his fingers from her.

Getting up from the bed, he scooped up his jeans and walked towards the private attached bathroom.

"Oh, and don't forget to spread it out on your shirt," he said turning around, indicating the spots on her shirt.

Ginny took the bottom of her shirt and wiped at the cum, trying to make it look her shirt was just wet.

"Yeah I'm fine," she called back, walking to the door.

Arriving at the door she opened it and let Hermione in.

"Ginny come on you're not even ready yet, your mother wants everyone downstairs. And why was the door locked?" she asked again.

"Ron's in the bathroom. I was just going to check if Harry's done with the shower. I must have accidentally locked the door when I was going back to take my dress with me." Ginny stammered.

"Harry's been done for a while, he's been downstairs with me helping your mother, Ron must have mistaken Harry to be using it," Hermione told her bossily.

"Oh, he probably did, but I'll be down soon." Ginny shrugged.

"Alright hurry, some people have already begun to show up. Your mother is quite upset that you two aren't downstairs already." Hermione said.

"You should probably go back downstairs, staying up here for too long will have mum thinking you're planning for the hunt tonight." Ginny reminded her.

"She hasn't let us be together for the most part because of it," Hermione laughed. " Do you really think I'd forget about it? You're right though, I better head back down."

As Hermione walked back down the stairs, Ginny walked over to her bathroom where Ron was. Walking into the bathroom she saw a newly dressed Ron placing her panties and bras on one corner of the counter, and with a wave of his wand, burned them to ash.

"Ron, what the fuck are you doing?" Ginny cried, near tears.

"I don't want you to wear them anymore. No more undergarments." Ron told her happily. "I enjoyed fingering you and I want to eat you out next, these will just get in the way of my enjoyment."

Ginny just sighed in response. "Okay but let me take a shower now. Mum wants us downstairs and people have already started to show up."

"Wear a pretty dress, I'll be calling you for services whenever I can so dress accordingly," He said with a grin and made his way back to his room.

As he made his way up the stairs, he saw Fleur coming out of Bill's room in a tight dress.

His jeans tightened as he stole a glimpse of her tight ass through the dress. "Soon." He told himself. "I want her to be next."