What is she trying to do is beyond him, fucking smiling at him like an innocent little child. He just got back after having breakfast, he knows in just few minutes he'll be going to clean the house along with the others and he have to just avoid her.
For the last ten minutes, she and the potter in the dinning table along with him and his brothers and she was making flirty eyes at him. She is sure a sinful vixen that's for sure, holding his brothers hand and ogling at him.
For a moment he remembered what she referred to him as... just a dildo! He scoffed.
Just then the door opened and Harry Potter walked in. "H-Hey" he said and ron was surprised at that.
"Hey" he said gruffly, eyeing him curiously at what he was trying to do. He stood near the table, simply opening the drawer, searching for something like a mental or rather acting like it.
Ron continued to watch him, suddenly he turned around and said the one thing that ron was expecting the last "I'm sorry". He started at the spectacled boy with wide, did he just heard it right?! Did the bloody boy who lived apologized to him..."Wh...what" he stammered.
For a minute he thought harry was going to shout at him but then he took deep breath before saying "I'm. Sorry for shouting at you the other night"
"Oh" he remembered it clearly and why they had that fight in the first place "it's okay, you were right. It's Ginny's decision i shouldn't speak for her" he said his ears going red.
Harry smiled at him once and smiled stupidly at each other feeling awkward "So... we have to go clean in a few minutes, know how to pass time?!" Harry asked with a smile, he smiled back "How about a game of chess".
The clock chimed twelve and he reluctantly got out of his bed, not because he felt sleepy. It's just because he don't want to see her again. He successfully avoided her during the whole day, whenever she flash him a smile or try to make a small talk much to the shock of the twins.
Only if they what she would turn into during the middle of the night, naked and begging him to have her, he smirked. But then again, she was the one using me isn't it, her words of humiliation made him feel like he was alone in the whole world and ironically Harry Potter gave him a good company out of all.
He don't know how but with his head full of thoughts he is finally standing before the library doors. He opened it with a light creak and was caught off by the sudden shout of Hermione "I'm sorry..."
"Err..." He closed the door behind him, before continue looking at her confusedly. His anger at her evaporating at the sight of her in her tight pajamas shirt and pant, which was hugging her curves perfectly, his cock twitched.
"Please sit here, can we talk" She asked patting the space beside her on the couch she was sitting on. He nodded uncertainly before joining her. She swallowed once before speaking "Why are you avoiding me" she asked, her voice a little crocked.
"Oh, i don't know maybe there is a fact that you insulted me by calling a fucking dildo" he snapped.
"I'm sorry...I didn't mean that"
"Then what do you meant"
"I just said that... Because... Because, you didn't find me attractive, i just got hurt and i wanted to hurt you. I shouldn't have said that but I'm really sorry" she said and her eyes were wet with tears.
He don't know but his felt an urge to comfort her, it was surprising to him actually that before this moment he don't know what to do with crying girls. He hooked his hands around her shoulders and she looked at him surprised "It's okay"
Suddenly she jumped on him, her body lying all over his sitting form and planted her lips on his before darted her tongue inside his mouth eliciting a moan from him even as she slid her hands inside his shirt and drew patters on his back. Ron was now sucking at her neck as his hands trailed down to her back and squeezed her bottom. She could now feel his erection on her thigh and she brought his mouth back to hers and kissed him even harder, before they both separated breathing hard.
"Why are you doing this?" asked ron curiously still panting.
"Because I liked doing this?!" she replied quizzically as she leaned in to kiss him again.
But he stopped her with an eye roll "Not that Granger. Everybody loves doing these, but why not with fred, if you want to get over the feeling for me...and answer me honestly" he said his eyes boring into hers.
She blushed "I don't know why... but I...I.. liked doing this with you, sure i love fred, but...I liked doing this with you"
"You know what both of us are doing, do you want really want to continue this" he asked with a little moan.
"I'm doing this for fred too actually, i can't continue a confusion relationship with him, if I have feelings for his brother"
"But what if he comes to know about this...Ahh... this one could cause your relationship a problem" he groaned.
"I know that but he doesn't have to know, i like this so much to give it up" She said nibbling on his ears.
He don't know what she is referring to this, is it just sex, cheating on her boyfriend the stupid adrenaline push or being close with him, he opened his mouth to question her.
Before he could say anything further Hermione had launched herself again into him and was snogging him like there was no tomorrow. Their tongues flicked and danced with each other as they frantically grabbed onto each other while still kissing fiercely. Sometimes later Hermione was practically sitting on his lap and moaning in pleasure.
With a new energy, he snogged her even more hard. Hermione looked taken back initially but responded with equal intensity and soon they were rolling across the bed kissing fiercely. At some point Hermione found herself on top of Ron and Ron was sure she could feel his raging hard on, something which was confirmed when she began to move herself which caused him to emit a loud groan. Hermione kept making delectable noises and when he was so sure he couldn't stand it anymore.
She pushed Ron flat on his back before climbing on top of him and kissing him fiercely. Ron leaned forward as she took off his shirt and her top followed the shirt to the floor a short while later. His hands fiddled with the straps of her bra even as she pushed her tongue into his mouth. His erection was poking the inside of her thigh as she resisted the urge to grip him through his pants even as Ron finally managed to undo her bra.
"Merlin, you're beautiful" Ron groaned as he looked at her before pushing her down and climbing on top of her. She whimpered as Ron gently caressed her nipples before he swooped down taking her left nipple in his mouth and started sucking. Nothing could have prepared Hermione for the feeling of pleasure that coursed through her at that moment. "Oh god, Ron," she almost hissed in pleasure as Ron turned his attention on her other nipple and gently bit on it. She rocked her hips which made Ron gasp and gaze at her in wonder.
"We're wearing too many clothes, don't you think?" She asked Ron coyly and before she could talk herself out it, she snaked her hands underneath the waistband of his jeans and undid the buttons. Ron hurriedly got out of his jeans and flung it to the floor leaving him in his boxers with his erection straining against them. Ron's hands immediately went to the buttons of her jeans and within moments he had them undone and removed leaving her in her plain white knickers. Ron could not seem to take his eyes away from her knickers, here she was lying underneath him in the couch in just her knickers, she looks sexy, adorable, gorgeous... but there is something more he just couldn't explain it to himself.
"Ron," Ron looked up at her, his eyes full of lust…..and was it love? They shared a look before ron pushed his boxer covered erection into her and they both moaned simultaneously. "Oh, God. Roooonnn..." Hermione screamed as she felt him going deeper into her wet folds and wrapped her legs tightly around his waists. Through all the layers of clothing, she could feel Ron inside of her and she sobbed with pleasure. "Yes!Yes!...Keep going daddy!" and there it was again whining like a kid, desperately wants nothing more than to get what it wants, which increased his arousal to new level.
She panted and pulled Ron's hair as she felt his hands palm her through her knickers. Hermione could feel the tension build up in her own body before the sensation of orgasm of passed through her entire body. There was a new feeling of wetness between their bodies before Ron rolled of her.
I love you, she wanted to tell him but then she remembers fred, no... she doesn't love ron she loves fred, but even though as she said it, it sounded a big lie to herself. This was the first time she doubted her love for the fred as she recalled how ron's eyes showed how much he cared for her even he had done no wrong.
Suddenly his hands were on her last clothing which was already soaked, she gasped shocked when he teared it in half, before casting the necessary charms at both of them.
His face red with restlessness, desperately picking her up and smashing her on the table where they shagged yesterday, like she was a ragdoll.
Throwing his boxers across the room, he slid into not able to wait anymore, it got in so easily as her pussy was slick with her juices, he started pounding in her straight away like a man who had been wandering around for water as if he had been living in a desert.
She whimpered as his disarray movement caused pain in her sore point, just orgasming, suddenly she pulled him down by the back of his head, knees pushing his waist, he groaned disappointed, her hands found his waist and she set the rhythm with her hands at first, holding onto his hips and driving him deeper with each thrust slowly. Her movements were languid from her orgasm. He still carried the frenzied energy and it buzzed inside him, urging him to go faster, harder. Hermione's hands slid up his bare back and into his hair. He buried his face in her neck, kissing and licking and biting. He imagined her walking out to breakfast the next morning with a massive, obvious hickey on her neck and grinned, dragging his teeth lightly over her skin. She moaned into his ear, her breath tickling him, and he shivered.
She kissed him again, pushing her tongue into his mouth. He groaned deep in his throat and she felt the change in his tempo. She slid her tongue out of his mouth and up the side of his face while pulling one of his hands to her breast.
She could feel the light stubble that had grown in since his morning shave on her tongue and it surprised her how much it turned her on, this evidence of his manhood.
"Fuck," he moaned, his mouth open in pleasure. She leaned up and bit his neck, savoring the feel of his skin under her teeth.
"Harder daddy...," she purred as hermione gasped as he thrust into her, fast and deep. The desk creaked, but soon her moans filled the whole library and drowned out the sound. The tension was building within her again, and she dug her nails into Ron's sides, feeding his fury.
He started devouring her whole. She reached down between them and rubbed her clit, pushing herself closer to the edge "Fuck Ron!". Ron smirked at the brunette swearing, he reached down as well, his hand covering hers, clumsily rubbing against her. The pressure was delicious to her.
"Hermione," he breathed into her ear, his voice muffled. His pace never faltered, and the steady movement carried her further. "I'm going to cum." She nodded quickly, her eyes closed. She was close to the breaking point. He leaned down and, without missing a beat, began licking and sucking her nipples. The sensation was overwhelming. She cried out as she came and Ron wrapped his arms around her, thrusting so deep that their hip bones pressed tight together.
"Oh daddy!" She screamed.
The feel of her orgasm brought him over the edge and he clung to her as he emptied himself inside of her.
They lay gasping, his face buried in her neck, his cock still inside her, for several moments before either moved. Ron rolled off of her.
"I feel so tired. We have to get back, before any one comes in" Hermione said as she laid down the table sweaty and still naked.
Ron nodded, looking at the clock. It was well past two, and he was exhausted.
He knew he was filthy after the fucking with the sweat and all but he couldn't bring himself to care.
He crawled in the table behind her and wrapped her in his arms, kissing her deeply. She smiled after he pulled back.
"You're so warm." She said pushing her back against him and lying there for a long time before suddenly she froze what is they doing now, this is just a deal, he does not have feelings for you... you are only doing this for...Fred... yeah, fred. She loves fred!
She jumped up on from the table and hastily began to dress up "Thank you for this Ron. If you are okay with continuing this deal...Yeah, just a deal, inform me later and be sure no one knows" She said not looking at him before running away from there.
Ron smirked and whispered "Oh yes...I like to continue this so much" to no one.