A Kiss in Time

Chapter Seven

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any related characters.

This fic is officially M-rated, smut incoming! Thanks for reading :)

A few nights later, Ron and Hermione found themselves alone again. After some convincing, Hermione finally agreed to go for another broomstick ride and they landed once more in the special, little clearing far off from the Burrow. Privacy uninterrupted, Ron and Hermione spent what felt like hours laying side by side on a soft blanket in the grass, pointing up at the stars in the sky and stealing sweet kisses.

During one particular moment following a round of snogging, Hermione returned her gaze back up to the sky, finding her favorite star yet again. "Ron?" She uttered hesitantly.

She could feel the hairs on his hand tickle against hers as he reached over to lock their hands together. A simple response.

"I'm going back to school" She whispered a beat later, swallowing roughly and closing her eyes tightly to stop the tears that threatened to flow down her cheeks.

The silence was deafening and Hermione felt as if several minutes passed without Ron acknowledging her comment. Then, finally, she felt a gentle squeeze against her hand, followed by Ron's scratchy voice, "I know".

Her head swiveled over to face Ron's, who was still staring up at the sky, his eyes clearly red and blotchy.

"And you're staying here. Going into the auror program with Harry" Hermione confirmed and knew that his silence was his answer this time. She closed her eyes and attempted to breathe steadily in and out through her nose. When she gathered up the courage to open her eyes again, she gasped at how close Ron's face appeared in front of hers. He had somehow managed to move within mere inches of her face, his breath hot against hers, his eyes heavy. Their hands were still tightly bound but now shifted to rest in the small space between their bodies. Hermione leaned forward slightly so that their noses were touching.

Several minutes passed again, as Hermione and Ron laid silently in the comfort of one another. "We're going to be okay" Ron managed to breathe out and Hermione didn't hesitate to reach out and brush her hand across his jaw, feeling the roughness of his stubble. Ron sucked in a breath as her fingers continued to slide delicately across his cheeks, lips, and trailed down to his neck. A mere second later, Hermione found Ron's lips upon hers, as he raked a hand through her curls while gently pushing her on her back and rolling to settle his body above hers.

Their kisses remained slow and steady for several moments, both enjoying the feel of each other's bodies pressed closely together. Hermione grazed her fingers up and down Ron's back, eliciting a moan from his mouth, as he maneuvered his hands to massage her scalp through her mass of curls that were flayed out amongst the grass.

Hermione pulled back to get a view of Ron's silhouette perched above her. She could just barely make out the shape of his face with the glowing light from the moon. He was staring down at her with a blazing expression, lips curved up in a content smile. Hermione couldn't stop herself from reaching upward to grasp and brush back a lock of Ron's hair that had fallen in front of his face.

Parting her lips slightly, she reached her hands downward to grab a hold of Ron's jumper and started to lift up slowly. She could feel Ron's heartbeat as her knuckles grazed over the spot on his chest. He allowed her to pull his jumper over his head, discarding it lazily into the grass.

With a shaky breath, she let her hands trail up and down Ron's chest, tracing the freckles splattered across. She met Ron's eyes again as he licked his lips in anticipation. Ron hesitantly moved his own hands lower to the hem of her blouse. Hermione gasped as she felt Ron's cool hands on her skin beneath her shirt. Watching her closely, Ron whispered, "Can I?"

Hermione's heart melted at the sincerity in his eyes and she responded with a quick and eager "Yes".

Ron pulled his wand out of his back pocket and murmured a quick silencing and disillusionment charm. He leaned forward to give Hermione a slow and passionate kiss as he lifted her shirt up slowly until it reached the pads of her bra. He let his thumb graze the crevice underneath her breasts and Hermione shivered from the electrifying contact. Ron broke the kiss to swiftly remove the now bunched up blouse over her head, chuckling awkwardly as he fumbled with detangling the clothing from her curls. Hermione giggled briefly but seized all movement as she watched Ron's eyes travel from the open flesh of her upper breasts down to her bare stomach. She watched her chest rise and fall as she struggled to maintain a steady breath. What is he thinking?

"I can't believe we are here right now" Ron finally mumbled faintly, eyes still locked on Hermione's creamy skin.

"I've-I've never done this before" Hermione admitted through her ragged breaths. She watched as Ron's gaze returned to her eyes, scanning them intently. She observed that he certainly looked relieved by her confession.

"Me neither" Ron expressed shakily, his lips spreading into a satisfied smile. He traced Hermione's lips with his thumb unhurriedly. Hermione felt rather intoxicated by his touch. "First and only" Ron added quietly.

Hermione's eyes glossed over as she reached up to mimic his movements, her own thumb traveling across his soft lips. "First and only" She concurred. She was thrilled at their outward confessions of what they knew was to come for their future. This was it for them.

That was all it took as their lips met fervently again with increased desperation. They wasted no time with removing the bottom layers of their clothing so that they were both suddenly only clad in their undergarments. Hermione trembled from the chilly air that swept her naked body and it did not go unnoticed by Ron, who took a moment to conjure up a second blanket that wrapped around his back and curved around. Hermione was thoroughly satisfied from the instant heat of Ron's body and the blanket that now covered them both.

Ron's hands moved feverishly up and down Hermione's body, leaving her panting as his lips settled against the sweet spot on her neck. His hands continued their exploration as he cupped her breasts and squeezed gently, eliciting a deep moan from Hermione. Biting her lip, Hermione grasped Ron's hands and pulled them until they were curved around her backside and resting on the clasp of her bra. Ron's lips remained attached to her soft skin, trailing kisses from her neck to cheeks and back to her neck again. He fumbled with the clasp in his hands, groaning slightly in irritation as he had to shift his focus momentarily to complete his mission. Once the clasp was released, he watched Hermione's eyes steadily as he let the straps of her bra fall from her arms and the garment slowly peeled away from her body. Hermione instinctively went to move her hands to cover her exposed breasts, however Ron was much faster and grabbed a hold of her delicate hands and threaded their fingers together. He pressed them jointly into the grass near her head. "My gorgeous girl…" He mumbled almost drunkenly. Ron lowered his lips to place soft pecks along her skin, starting with her chest, the crevice of her breasts, to her stomach and finally resting just above the lace of her underwear.

Hermione gasped out a deep breath, acutely aware of the heat radiating from the lower half of her body. She squeezed Ron's hands tightly as he lifted his head again and settled his lips against hers in a slow and sensual kiss. Hermione prodded his mouth open with her tongue and she listened to his murmur of approval as they took a moment to enjoy the feel of each other's bodies pressed close together. Hermione took notice of the bulge in Ron's boxers that he was now grinding intimately atop the cotton of her underwear. She knew the last bit of clothing she had left on was undoubtedly soaked with wetness. She was ready. Pulling back from Ron's hold slightly, she gazed into his eyes as she forced her hands out of Ron's grasp and slid them unabashedly underneath the lining of his boxers. She squeezed his arse tightly, allowing him to thrust upward into her body in appreciation. "Hermione…." Ron croaked in her ear with a quivering breath. His head dropped to the grass beside her head as he tried to control his breathing. Hermione noted the approval in his bodily responses and she continued her movements to slide Ron's boxers down to his knees, effectively freeing his member from the last remaining barrier. Hermione allowed her eyes to travel along his length, noting the tuff of red hairs and appreciating the size. She reached a hand out to wrap a hand around his cock, letting her hand slide up and down the wetness once. Ron was groaning madly into her ear, his head still pressed into the ground beside her. "Gods...I need you now".

Hermione released her grip on his length and instead swiftly removed her own soaked underwear before she lost her courage. The sudden movement stirred Ron's body and he lifted his face to now view the bare body parts between them. "Merlin…" He experimented with his hips as he let his cock settle against Hermione's slick opening.

Hermione let out a startled whimper. "I need…" She started, although decided to continue silently as she reached her arm up to seize her wand and muttered the contraceptive charm that she had practiced over and over again in anticipation for this very moment.

She settled her wand back into the grass and allowed her fingers to thread through Ron's red locks that had fallen in front of his face as he looked at her affectionately. His own hands were nestled within Hermione's curls as he gently massaged her scalp.

"I love you" Ron professed with pure adoration radiating from his eyes. He remained still poised at her entrance.

"Oh, I love you too" Hermione responded at once.

Their lips met passionately and Hermione experienced a slight tightening sensation as Ron prodded her opening and slid his tip into her hesitantly.

"Keep going" Hermione urged, almost begging for him to break her seal as fast as possible.

Ron plunged the head of his dick forward until his length was entirely sheathed inside of her. Hermione let out a short cry as he tore through the brief pain and she marveled at how full she felt with him inside of her.

"Are you - are you okay?" Ron managed to get out between unsteady breaths.

"I'm perfect" She sighed out, feeling her body awaken with pleasure as he wiggled slowly within her.

Ron's movements increased as he lifted his hips up and back down again, effectively sliding in and out of her at a slow pace. Hermione met his pace with upward thrusts of her own. She listened as Ron moaned in ecstasy, the speed of his thrusts increasing as he rested his arms on both sides of her head, foreheads touching. She could feel Ron's hot breath against her mouth as they both panted in unison.

"Keep going, please more, deeper" Hermione whimpered. Her fingers were digging into his bare back, pushing his body fully into hers.

Their thrusts became erratic at this point and she knew they were both close. "This is it Hermione" Ron groaned one last time before she felt him spill entirely inside of her. A few additional thrusts later, Hermione reached her own completion, a jolt of electricity flowing through her as she came.

They remained still for several moments in order to catch their breath and also unwilling to give up the pleasurable sensation of being completely attached.

"Bloody hell, I knew it would feel good. But Hermione, that felt good" Ron admitted ever so eloquently. Hermione giggled and placed a soft kiss upon his lips, their sweaty foreheads still

touching.

"Forever quite the charmer, Ronald".

The moment was perfectly theirs, under a blanket, at midnight.