A/N: I know it's been ages but please don't kill me! I have no excuse really but recently I've gotten back into the swing of writing so I thought I'd update for you guys! I hope you like it! Just to warn you this chapter is for MATURE AUDIENCES. It contains fairly graphic scenes with sexual content so be warned! GMA x

Ron

Kicking the door shut behind me I threw Hermione onto our bed. We'd been given our own bedrooms instead of being separated – mainly because Ginny had complained about it months before it was allowed, and I think mum saw how much I love Mione'. She let out a surprised laugh and leaned up on her elbows to watch me remove my shirt hastily. I got stuck below my head and I heard Hermione get up and walk towards me. Suddenly my head was free and I watched Hermione discard my shirt on the floor, grinning wickedly. Her hands went to the edge of her top, her arms crossing over to lift her shirt up and over her head. I stared in wonder. Of course I'd seen her topless before but I didn't think I'd ever get used to it – she was beautiful. The skin of her chest and stomach was a creamy white, he hardened pink buds standing out against the pale background.

"If you won't touch, I will." She huffed impatiently, her own hand going to her chest to pinch at a nipple. Her mouth opened slightly and a short puff of air escaped it. I watched in awe as she kneaded the other with a firm hand, tipping her head back slightly and smiling, her eyes closed. She dropped one of her hands to reach for mine and place it over her breast. "Come on." She whined, "It's your hands I want on me, not my own." I brought my mouth to hers and her hands came to my chest, her fingers running over the muscle I'd managed to maintain because of quidditch. Walking forwards, I forced her back onto the bed beneath me. My mouth left hers and she grunted in protest, but was pleased when I began the descent down her neck and chest, leaving wet kisses and bites as I when. I lingered at the crook of her neck, biting and sucking a mark into her skin, before continuing down to her nipples. Sucking one into my mouth and sweeping my tongue over it I heard her gasp, then moan when I held it lightly between my teeth. Looking up at her I could see that her head was tipped back and her mouth was open slightly. One of her hands reached out to grab the hair at the back of my head, holding me where I was, and the other held her neglected breast, pinching at the peak. I chuckled and moved further down her torso, reaching her hip bones. They were protruding slightly from her unblemished skin, poking out over the tops or her jeans. I ran my teeth along one side of her hips towards her waistband, making her push her hips upwards, searching for some friction.

"I thought you wanted to save yourself for marriage?" I teased and she swatted my head. "Hey!"

"That doesn't mean we can't still satisfy each other. Now, come on." She thrust her hips up again and I hooked my fingers into her waistband, pulling her jeans down. She lifted her hips to help me pull them all the way off, kneeling up on her elbows to watch. I raised my eyebrows in shock when I saw what she was wearing – or rather, what she wasn't.

"Shit." I breathed. "No underwear at all? What's gotten into you today?"

"Well I was hoping you would, but if there's a problem…" she trailed off, leaving the thought hanging in the air with a smirk of her face. It disappeared when I brought my face to her core, breathing heavily across it. I waited until impatience showed on her face before taking her in my mouth and sucking. She let out a satisfied moan above me, her fingers taking fistfuls of my hair and letting go again as I worked on her. I let my tongue sweep over her luxuriously before pushing it inside of her. "Fuck." She whined and I hummed in satisfaction, making her arch her back off of the bed. Her breath was leaving her in short gasps. I had to hold her thighs apart when they tried to close of their own volition. Moving my mouth back to the bundle of nerves at the top of her heat, I replaced my tongue with my fingers and she let out a long and muffled moan – I could tell she was biting her lip. Speeding up the rhythm of my fingers I worked her to completion, when she trembled and her moans became silent. She collapsed back onto the bed, her skin covered in a light sheen of sweat, her hair splayed out on the pillow. I stood and her eyes followed my fingers as I drew them into my mouth and sucked – she groaned. Her eyes drifted to my crotch, where my arousal was evident, and she grinned. Lifting her hand she wiggled her finger at me in a 'come hither' motion.

Hermione

He crawled up the bed towards me, bringing his mouth back to mine. I could taste myself on his tongue and I'll be damned if it wasn't a turn on, reminding me of what had happened only moments ago. He wrapped one hand in my hair, pressing me to him and sending tingles over my too-sensitive skin.

"I love you." He murmured against my lips and I smiled, pushing him away from me.

"I love you too. Now, let me show you how much." I smirked as I sat up. He took my place, lying on his back beneath me. I connected our mouths once more and felt him smile at the brief contact. Copying him I moved down his neck and chest, lingering around his nipples for a few seconds – he'd never admit it but they were almost as sensitive as mine and I knew he loved it. I moved down to his hips, raking my hands down his chest as I went. Reaching his fly I took the zip into his mouth and looked up through my lashes to make eye contact with him as I slowly dragged in downwards. He groaned and tilted his head back.

"Bloody hell, Mione'. You'll be the death of me I swear." Without answering I freed the button holding his jeans closed and pulled them off of his legs, his boxers coming with them. His arousal sat against his stomach, pre-cum dripping from the tip. I dragged one finger slowly up the shaft and felt him shiver beneath me. A few more strokes and he was grunting impatiently. I took the base of him in a firm grip and stared appreciatively. We'd done things like this before so the sight of his erection was nothing new to me, I just couldn't help but wonder how I'd make it fit when it came to sex. Shaking the thought from my head I looked up through my lashes again to see him watching me. I winked at him before slowly lowering my mouth and wrapping my lips around the tip, sucking hard. He let out a short moan and his head went back once more. Moving my fist up and down the shaft I circled my tongue around the tip, tonguing the slit. He groaned. "Shit, Mione'" I took that as my cue to take him to the hilt, holding myself there for a second, feeling him press against the back of my throat. He let out a strangled cry as I gagged, removing him from my mouth. I knew I had spit on my lips but I also knew he didn't care in the slightest. Continuing my ministrations I was surprised he lasted as long as he did, although he had begun to last longer and longer over the years that we'd been doing this. As usual, he warned me when he was close to climax, but this time I ignored him. I'd only done this once or twice – honestly, it wasn't the most pleasant thing in the world – but I knew he loved it. When he came it was in my mouth and I swallowed all of it, only gagging once. When he was finished and starting to soften I lifted my head. He was staring at me, a huge grin on his face. My tongue darted out to lick a drop that had escaped from my mouth and his grin faltered for a second as he groaned. Crawling back up to him, I kissed him once on the lips and settled against his chest, satisfied. "Christ, Hermione. When you do that…" his voice sounded strained and I chuckled.

"Come on." I said, getting up from the bed and offering him my hand. "Join me in the shower." His eyes widened before he got up and took my hand, yanking me towards him. I slammed into his chest, the contact making me blush profusely.

"After all of that, now you're getting embarrassed?" He laughed lightly. "You amaze me." A sincere smile graced his face, and I could see his feelings shining in his eyes. I stuck my tongue out at him.

"So, joining me or not?"