Pairing: Ronald Weasley and Nymphadora Tonks
Rating: T
Length: 169
Warning: I do not own anything in the Harry Potter universe, I just like to play around with different situations = )
Date Written: 12/23/09
Tonks lay on the orange colored comforter in Ron Weasley's bedroom at the Burrow under said Weasley. His lips were making their way down her neck to where her collar bone was; having ditched her shirt not long ago. She couldn't believe Ron felt this good pressing down on her (they had been secretly sleeping together for this past month). His lips moved further down her chest, and she got louder. His hands joined his lips; large, warm, Quidditch-roughened hands. Tonks was in heaven when he worked one hand down the front of her trousers and began rubbing her in a way to make her purr. Then the unthinkable happened.
"Ronald?" Molly Weasley asked as she walked through his bedroom door. Her eyes widened at the sight on her youngest son's half naked body with an equally half naked Tonks underneath him with his hand down her pants.
Tonks looked frightened over at the matron Weasley, then turned to Ron, who blushed fiercely. "You said you locked the door!"