Hermione quietly slipped into Ron's bedroom on the top floor. Carefully avoiding the squeaky board, he tip-toed across his very mess room to sit next to him. Ron gave a little groan and sat up, rubbing his eye with his fore-finger. "Mione? Is that you?" He asked quietly.
"Yes." she squeaked, she was feeling kinda nervous about asking him. She had almost gathered the courage to ask him when he leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips. Hermione didn't know what she was doing until she did it. She pulled him closer and kissed him back, their tongues twirling and twisting. Hermione's hands stayed latched in his roan hair, while Ron's we planted firmly on her hips. She moaned softly agaist his mouth, as his hands traveled up her back. She pulled Ron's t-shirt off, earning a surprised gasp from him, breaking the kiss.
"Are you sure?" He said softy, into her ear. Hermione nodded and in the moonlight he could see her bright brown eyes gleaming. He pushed his lips roughly on her mouth again as she allowed him to carefully remove her top. She, as he saw, was wearing a small white bra and after pulling off her shorts, a pair of light blue panties. She pulled away and began to remove his jeans, fumbling at the button, finally removing them, leaving him in a pair of orange boxers.
She lay beneath him and after taking a deep breath she placed her lips onto his neck, softly suckling, leaving little bite marks. Ron gave a little sigh as she traveled downwards, leaving kisses on his tight abs until she reached close to his boxers, where curly red hair was growing, just under his navel. She looked up at Ron and took the waist line of the boxers in her teeth and pulled down, using her hands at the back, fingers just barely brushing over his tight arse.
"Mione!" Ron gasped as she brushed her thumb over the head of his long thick member, wiping off a drop of pre-cum. She gazed up at his before taking his erect cock in her hands, slowly pumping up and down, making Ron groan. She took his balls in his hand and gently massaged them, making Ron growl in arousal. Right as he was on the verge of cumming, she placed her lips in the tip of his penis, sucking gently. She licked all down his under side, finally taking all of his 7 inches in her mouth. She took him out of her mouth, except for the tip which she kept sucking lightly on it. He gave a loud groan and he came, bucking his hip against her mouth, she swallowed every drop. "Damn." Ron groaned, panting from his orgasm.
Hermione gave a small smile as she sat up next to him. Ron gently wiped a drop of his seed from her chin, before pulling her into a bruising kiss. She suckled his lower lip as his hands roamed her small frame. He fumbled a bit on her bra clasp but eventually got it and pulled it off to reveal to soft pale mounds with erect nipples. He massaged them before taking one nipple into his mouth.
"Ron!" Hermione said sharply as he kissed and caressed the flesh of her breast.
He stopped and looked up at her. "Should I stop?" He said, softly. He didn't want to go too far. She shook her head fiercly as he pressed his lips back to the flesh that was screaming for attention. Copying her movements he placed kisses all down her belly until he reached her panties. He could smell her arousal as she moved, pulling her legs up to her head so she was in the Missionary Position. He removed her panties, noting that they were very moist. He trailed kisses along her inner thigh, giving her goosebumps. She shivered as he moved his focus to her soft, wet pussy. He found her clit and softly nibbled it, making Hermione give a soft gasp. He traced his tongue along her opening pushing his tongue gently inside. Hermione bit her lip as Ron softly sucked and nibbled her pussy, licking up her juices.
Ron pulled away, and looked up at Hermione, who was breathing very heavily. "Oh, Ron! Where, did you learn to do that!" Hermione said softly, looking down at him.
Ron gave a little smile but didn't answer her question. "Lean back." Ron said huskily. Hermione did as he requested. Ron slipped a finger inside of her and Hermione gave a little shudder but didn't push him away. He made a gentle come hither motion and inserted another finger. Hermione's breaths became pants as Ron twirled his finger around. She was surprisingly tight, even though this wasn't her first time. Soon Hermione was at the verge of screaming as she rid out her orgasm, moaning his name as she run a hand through his vibrant hair.
He sat up after Hermione's orgasm ended and she pulled him into a kiss. They rolled around his bed, exploring each other's bodies and kissing passionately. Hermione spread her legs for Ron. "Ron- Ron. Please, I-I'm ready." She moaned softly. Ron positioned himself at her entrance. "You sure?" Ron asked, gently. Hermione nodded, as Ron pushed his tip in. Hermione gave a little shudder as he pushed a bit more in. He finally pushed the rest of himself in earning a little squeak from the girl beneath pulled out and pushed back in very slowly, repeating this processed until he was sure that Hermione felt no more pain. She was softly moaning from pleasure.
"Harder, I can take it. Harder!" She cried. Ron was already about to cum from the tightness of her walls. He pulled out faster and pushed back in further making her whimper with pleasure. He went faster and faster, almost screaming with pleasure. Hermione was about to come when he pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss to muffle her screams of ecstasy. She moaned against his mouth from her orgasm, her clenching muscles, milked his shaft dry. He leaned against her chest, listening to her heartbeat until he slowly felt the night go darker...
"GINERVA WEASLEY!" Mrs. Weasley's shout echoed through the Burrow.
'Oh my God! I think she noticed Harry and Ginny!" Hermione squeaked, picking up her clothes and scrambling into them, passing Ron his boxers and jeans, which he hurriedly got dressed into. "Here! Pretend I was helping you with your essay!" She said throwing him his un-finished essay that he was supposed to have written for Snape on the properties of Bezoar, as he pulled on a shirt. She sat on his carpet and picked up a quill that was on the floor. Mrs. Weasley came barging into the room to find Hermione neatly sitting on the floor crossing out sections on Ron's essay and writing down notes.
"Mrs. Weasley, what's wrong?" Hermione asked, scratching out a sentence.
"I found Ginny and Harry, sleeping together!" Mrs. Weasley said, her voice vibrating from anger. Hermione did her best to gape in surprise, while Ron gave somewhat disgusted look. Mrs. Weasley looked at both of them in turn before leaving the room muttering darkly to herself. Hermione swiftly kissed Ron on the cheek before departing to Ginny's room.
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"Oh, thank God, it's just you! I though mum might try to punish me more!" Ginny sighed sitting on her bed as Hermione walked in. Hermione crossed her arms and flung herself onto the mattress. "I can't believe her! She said that no-one is allowed to be alone together. It had to be 3 or more people. So i guess that means no more nights with Harry. Or you with Ron." Ginny added, looking miserable. "We weren't even doing anything, just cuddling! And she had to go and assume. Of course, we did do it last night but not this morning! Oh, yeah! How did things go with Ron? Did you talk things out or what?" Ginny said.
"Well, we-we might've- we slept together." Hermione mumbled, feeling herself glow red. Ginny smirked but didn't tease. They trooped down stairs to breakfast where they found a very red Harry and a rather glum Ron. Harry's face was as red as Ginny's hair as he crammed a large piece of kipper into his mouth with unnecessary force. Ron chewed his toast sadly, every so often glancing at Hermione who was inhaling her eggs.
"I'm gonna take a shower." She said automatically. Mrs. Weasley nodded, glaring at Ginny. Hermione ran up the stairs to Ginny's room and after gathering a pair of fresh clothes, she entered the bathroom. It was nice, small bathroom, with a big shower. It didn't have a bath but Hermione didn't mind. She stripped out of her clothes and and stepped under the warm spray of water. She was in the middle of washing her hair when she heard the door open and close.
"Wh-whos there?" She asked, hoping it wasn't Harry- or anyone really.
"Sorry, it's just me. Me and Harry are gonna play Quiddich but I left my gloves in here." He said sheepishly. And after gathering his gloves he left, making Hermione feel like between Hogwarts rules and Mrs. Weasley she would never get another moment with him.
