As soon as Hermione and Ron got into her room later that evening, she took control of the situation. For the rest of the day after Charms, she had been unable to control her thoughts and had been fantasizing about Malfoy. At first it was mostly innocent; she imagined him finally completing the fingering he had teased her with in class, but it soon took a raunchy turn. She spent transfiguration shifting uncomfortably in her seat as thoughts of Malfoy pounding into her from behind against a bookshelf made her already soaking cunt throb with want. She spent Potions trying not to move to keep her sensitive and rock hard nipples from rubbing against the lace of her bra as she imagined herself riding Malfoy's cock on top of Snape's desk. She had to excuse herself in Herbology to pleasure herself in the girls bathroom when the fantasy of sucking on Malfoy's cock while he licked and sucked at her sopping cunt became too much. Having been wet for 8 hours, she was ready to go.

Hermione pushed Ron into the room and instructed him as she was locking the door. "Strip, and lay down on the bed."

Ron laughed, "Ok Hermione, whatever you say!" He loved when she took control like this, her bossiness could be annoying in other aspects of their friendship, but when it came to sex, he was more than happy to let her take charge. He hurriedly took off his clothes and jumped on the bed. He lay with his hands behind his head on the pillows, enjoying the view as Hermione took off her own clothes. She kept the lace bra on and ran a finger through her slick folds as she turned back to Ron.

He shuddered, already hard. Hermione traced her wet finger along the tops of her breasts, tracing the lace that hugged her soft mounds. "I'm going to keep this on, you don't mind do you?" Ron just shook his head. "Good."

Hermione crawled towards him on the bed and immediately took his erect member into her mouth. She moaned and immediately felt his cock surge and harden as the vibrations coursed down his shaft.

"Hermione…" Ron started, but Hermione cut him off.

"No more talking." She moved up his body to press their pelvises together and pressed a chaste kiss to his forehead. "Just for tonight, I need you to not talk."

Ron nodded, and wondered briefly if this had anything to do with how weird Hermione had acted in Charms earlier that day, and had been acting strange for the past few weeks. She had been more distant, their sex less filled with fun and friendship and more like a quick shag with a stranger. Then, all thoughts ceased as Hermione lowered herself onto his throbbing cock.

She had twisted herself around so she could grip his thighs as she rode him, moving her hips back and forth along his body, sliding his cock in and out of her swollen cunt. She let out a deep throaty moan as she worked him faster. Her eyes shut automatically as she bent down more, her hands on his ankles and Ron's tip reached further into her depths as she raised and lowered herself on him. Her stiff nipples ran along his thighs, jolts of electricity ran from the stiff peaks to her aching cunt each time they brushed up and back along his legs.

Ron relaxed and let Hermione control the speed and pressure, trusting that that was what she needed. He lightly ran his hands up and down her sides to her round ass, enjoying the way it bobbed and shifted with each of Hermione's thrusts. He ran his hands over her skin, pulling her cheeks apart and pushing them together, worshipping every inch.

Hermione moaned again, the same deep rumbling and Ron felt his cock jerk and swell in response. Her grinding hips sped up and he could feel her moving her shoulders from side to side to tease her nipples in a new way. They traced circles along his legs that left his skin tingling in response. He began to lift his hips to meet her thrusts and heard her moan and growl in approval.

Smiling to himself, Ron traced a finger down the crease between the cheeks of her ass and Hermione gasped as he traced circles around the puckered hole there. He grabbed his wand from the bedside table where it lay and muttered a quick spell for lubrication before easing his finger slowly into her back entrance. Hermione cried out and began to move her hips in earnest against his hand, pushing him deeper and deeper into her depths.

Ron groaned and sped up his hips. The force of each thrust lifted Hermione off the bed and she tightened her grip on his legs so that she fall off and lose their rhythm. His finger worked in and out of her asshole in time with his thrusts, her tight hole pulling and squeezing him as he pressed into her.

Hermione's breath caught in her throat as a particularly forceful thrust caught her off guard. Her back arched as she cried out, Ron was penetrating her more deeply than he ever had before. With each elevation of his hips, the tip of his cock slammed into her g-spot with such force that she cried out in pain. As he continued to drive into her slick cunt, Hermione's grip slipped and he fell forward between Ron's legs.

Without missing a beat, Ron slid his finger out of Hermione's tight asshole and grabbed her hair, yanking her backwards to lie on him on her back. Hermione yelped in pain, but her cries soon turned to shouts of pleasure as the new position allowed Ron access to her nipples and clit.

Ron lifted his left arm and using its weight to hold Hermione steady, moved his fingers to her throbbing center. He pinched and pulled her clit between his middle and pointer fingers harder than he had ever dared before. Hermione's legs that had been spread just slightly wider than Ron's beneath her fell open as she lost control.

Ron never slowed his pace as Hermione's body started to shake and convulse around him. "Harder! Harder! More! Oh yes, Oh Gods YES! Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck YES!" Hermione yelled as her orgasm tore through her. Her leg muscles tightened and her feet involuntarily planted firmly on the bed, holding her body still as Ron continued to pound into her. Her back arched and lowered repeatedly and she continued to cry out as Ron moved his other hand to pinch and twist her nipples. Her clit exploded with pleasure and she felt the waves of release wash over her body as she came around Ron's steaming cock.

Her entire body was on fire, each sensation, each touch, was more than she could bear, but still, Ron continued his assault on her body. His thrusts became more frantic, his treatment of her sensitive nipples more violent, as he came to his own climax.

Normally after Hermione climaxed, Ron let her body cool down before reaching his own end. He knew how sensitive she became, how every stroke of even a non-erogenous zone could be painful and overwhelming. But now, he gave no pause, simply continued to drive into her, even increasing the pressure and force of his thrusts as he came closer and closer to climax.

Hermione sobbed as she felt her body overheat and begin to quiver as she neared her second orgasm, her hips shaking and turning passionately to grind on his throbbing cock. Her back arched for a final time and her head was thrown back into the crook of Ron's neck, the hard peaks of her nipples proudly pointing into the cool air. The feeling of her tight cunt pulling and squeezing his cock for the second time in such a short time and the sight of her nipples pushing themselves toward the ceiling without abandon pushed Ron over the edge and he lifted Hermione up as he slid out of her and shot his hot load into the air so it landed on her stomach.

For ten minutes after he finished, they continued to lay together on the bed, her limp and glistening body on top of his, both of them panting heavily. Eventually Hermione regained her composure and rolled off of Ron to lie at his side.

"Whoa" was all she could say; she had been surprised at Ron's new dominant side, but decided that she definitely enjoyed it.

"So you are ok?" Ron asked with concern. He had heard her cry out but had been too caught up in the moment to stop and make sure that she was all right.

"More than ok! Ron? Thank you, I really needed this today." Hermione rolled on her side to face Ron and he did the same. She pulled a blanket from the end of the bed over their bodies to cover their nakedness. "Listen, I know we don't talk about this kind of stuff much since we broke up, but I need to tell you something."

Ron nodded. "Mione, you know that I'm here for you no matter what. I can set aside our history to be here for you as just a friend if that is what you need from me." He pushed her hair back behind her ear. "Does this have anything to do with what happened in Charms today?"

"Kind of…maybe, I don't know, I don't even know how to explain really. Just listen okay? No judgments, you can tell me how you feel after but right now I just need to get it out." Hermione rolled onto her back and began to tell Ron everything that had been happening between her and Malfoy since the train ride to school. Ron's jaw dropped when she told him how she had touched herself in front of him, and he laughed at how flustered she must have been, but he didn't speak until she came to the end of her story, just as he had promised.

"So now, I don't know what I want. I know I want him, physically at least, and unlike anything else. But I can't give him the satisfaction or the power. I couldn't live with myself." Hermione rolled back towards Ron to signal that she had come to the end of her story.

Ron finally spoke then, his tone sincere and caring, not harsh or judgmental like she had expected. "You barely know him, Hermione. I think that's what is stopping you from going any further. Yeah, it's exciting, but it's dangerous also. I think you should get to know him better before you make any rash decisions. I don't want to see you get hurt."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it casual with him. When we're together all my logic goes out the window. Every interaction we have leaves me in shock at the way I'm behaving! It's like I can't help myself, I'm afraid if I try to get to know him that it will backfire and things will go too far."

"Make it some supervised time maybe? If you have conversation in class or during your Head Student duties you can keep yourself in check by keeping things appropriate."

"Ron, that's actually very clever!"

"Its been known to happen."