The Taming of the Shrew- Hogwarts style

Ron and Pansy clutched each other as they left the grounds and apparated home. His lady had grown up, and what a lady she’d become. He would give her everything he wanted. He would spoil her in every way imaginable. He saw her looking at the children as he had. If she wanted her would give her as many children as she wanted.



As they entered their home, house elves came forward and took their cloaks. Together they walked upstairs. Pansy wasn’t afraid anymore. She knew he would take care of her. She would take care of him too. She would be what he needed.



She walked in and stood beside the bed, now repaired and bed curtains in place. Ron aimed his wand at the headboard where a small shelf was carved into the wood. The two candles lit themselves.



Ron picked up his lady and carried her to their bed, resting her comfortably against the pillow. He pulled her shoes off and tossed them over his shoulder. He kicked off his own shoes and joined her. He drew the bed curtains, closing them into their own little world.



“Now, Pansy, you will see how obedience is rewarded in this house.” He leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss. This time he opened his mouth and licked her lips. She understood the request and opened her lips. Ron’s tongue slipped into her mouth and massaged her own.



Her body warmed up as his mouth worked hers. She reached up with her hands and felt his arms. So strong and hard. He lowered his body and she felt the weight pin her down.



She wondered if his skin was warm like hers. Here in the little cave he created, she grew bold and lowered her hands to his, feeling the skin of his fingers. He kissed her deeper, so deep that their jaws stopped moving for a moment and they just tongue dueled.



Ron broke the kiss and rose up on his knees. Looking at her legs, he reached down and ran his fingertips along her ankle. Her leg jumped for a split second. Her moved further up to her knee bringing her dress with him. Her skin was pale and smooth. He slid his hand further along a curvy thigh, leaning down to run his cheek along her knee and up her leg. Her perfume, carefully dabbed under her knee, was exotic and tempting but Ron turned his head and inhaled, looking for a much more natural scent.



Pansy sucked in a breathe as Ron parted her thighs. His hands made her thighs shake, but she held still, wondering what he was going to do. He raised her dress to her waist and brushed his nose against her emerald green knickers. He loved the little lace boy shorts, and took a moment to inhale her through them.



Pansy gripped the blanket at her sides. She knew what she wanted Ron to do. She had to be patient. She enjoyed his touch, slow and gentle on her legs. She started to part them but stopped.



Ron climbed up her body and looked at her. “What were you about to do?” She looked away, but he just ran his tongue along her neck up to her ear. She groaned, the sensations shooting down her belly. “Were you going to open up for me?” She blushed, and closed her eyes. “Did you want something then?”

She bit her lip and he sucked her earlobe. “For your obedience tonight, you can have anything you want. This is your reward.” He took her bottom lip and sucked it gently. “Anything you want me to do to your body I will.” He moved to the other earlobe. “Now what do you want?”



She opened her moth to speak but faltered. Would he? He said he would do anything. “Would you….” Again she paused.



“Yes I will.” He kissed her neck again. His breathe was hot against her pulse. “Tell me.”



“Would you taste me?” She whispered, wondering if he would. But she didn’t have to wonder long. The moment she finished, Ron began shifting downward, brushing his cheek against her body. She wished the dress was gone so she could feel his skin against hers.



Ron gripped the green lace and pulled her knickers down her legs. He shoved them aside and looked at her. “Open up.” He said. She lid her legs apart. “Bend your knees.” Again she obeyed, bringing her heels up to her ass. “Now open wider.” She spread as far as she could.



He leaned down and kissed her lips. She gasped and gave a small jump at the contact. Smiling he leaned and ran his tongue along her pussy. Her hips lifted a little. He pushed forward and plunged his tongue into her lips. She let out the breathe she was holding as Ron went at it.



He had ever tasted anything so sweet in his life. She was the much succulent dessert he had ever been served. He kept a firm grip on her thighs as they trembled. He was not about to stop. He knew what was coming. She was twisting about but he stayed with her. He held her legs tight as he flicked her clit with his tongue.



“Ron, ….wait…. Ron……” She said, reaching down and trying to pull his hands free. But he would have none of it. He moved his tongue faster over her trigger. “Ron……stop…..” He shook his head at her and almost laughed at her expression. “Ron…..you should……you ….ahhhh…..”



Pansy couldn’t form a coherent thought to save her life. Her body erupted in strange sensations. She arched up and came hard. Her thighs shook and she screamed out as she orgasm against him.



With the sensations still running through her body, Ron rose and pulled apart the laces in her dress. Spreading the front open and off her shoulders. He leaned down and took a hard nipple in his mouth.



She arched her back against him. His hand massaging the other breast. Her pussy started to heat up again. Ron’s lips were all over her breasts.



He gripped both her breasts and slid up to kiss her. She could still taste herself faintly on his lips. “Don’t tell me to stop.” He said against her lips.



“I thought…” She tried to speak while he kissed her, but he cut her off.



“I know what your body will do.” He said, plunging his tongue in for a moment then out. “You enjoyed it didn’t you?” He asked. She nodded her head, with a loud sigh. “I knew you would.” He said sucking her neck, while running his thumbs over her nipples.



“Ron?” She whispered in his ear.



“Yes? Say whatever you want. I will do it.” He rocked his body over hers.



“Your clothes Ron.” She gasped out tugging at his shirt. Ron pulled his shirt apart and ripped it off. Yanking at his belt he pulled his trousers off. He pulled away from her for only a moment to slide them down his legs and away. He rolled back to her and pulled at the dress. Soon she was naked. Gloriously naked and all his.



He slid between her thighs and looked down at her. “Are you ready?” He asked. She took in a deep breathe and nodded.



“Just make it quick.” She said. He smirked. And reached down to guide himself to her pussy. He held himself still and leaned down kissing her. As she gave herself over to his kiss he was paying attention to her body.



Her hands came up and gripped his biceps. His skin was hot just like hers. His muscles flexed and unflexed under her hands. Such a strong man. He made her feel like a sexy woman, they way he kissed her and touched her. He brought her body to life. She relaxed against him. He was her husb…..

“ARRGHHHH” She shrieked out and squeezed down on her shoulder.



Ron had chosen a moment when she was relaxed to thrust deep. The pierce was surprise, but he thought if he did it that way, it would be less tension for her then to wait for it.



“Shit…out…..get out….get…” Her legs kicked out but Ron held still.



“No, no, Pansy give it a moment and it will stop.” He leaned down to kiss her but she turned her head.



“No, Ron get out now… out…” She quieted down as the sensations eased.



“You see, I told you.” He said and her body began to relax again. “Still want me out?” He asked kissing her gently.



“No. I’m sorry I just…..” He kissed her again.



“Don’t be sorry, I understand,” he said, “now hold me.” She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and waited. “Legs too baby.” She lifted her legs but was unsure where to put them, they rose and fell down on the bed. “Lock your ankles behind by back.” He said helping her out.



When she did as she was told, he started moving. Slowly at first. He listened to her breathing, paid attention to her body as she moved. He changed how he thrust, trying to find the perfect rhythm for her. He wanted her to feel how he felt. Her body was tight around him, hugging him with muscles she didn’t know she was moving.



Her legs tightened around him and she began arching her hips up. Ron held his hips still, letting her hump his body from her place under him. She was beautiful, thrusting upward against him, using his body for her pleasure.



“That’s it my darling, use me to get yourself off.” He told her. Her hips went faster and faster.. She reached behind his back and pulled his chest against hers. Ron held still, panting at her movements.



“Move with me.” She said into his ear. When he didn’t move, she let out a whimper. Ron had never heard a sexier sound. He began thrusting hard and fast onto his wife.



Pansy held on for dear life. “Oh gods woman…..” He grunted out. Pansy was drowning. She had never imagined anything could feel this good.



Together they moved, a sweaty mass of limbs and muscles entangled on the bed. They were beyond talking anymore, just rutting like animals as they drove their bodies on.



Pansy tightened down and moved her hips faster. Her thighs clamped down on him, her pussy gushed fluid over him as she came hard. Ron growled at the renewed tightness, and heat. It sent him over the edge and within moment he thrust hard and deep, emptying himself inside her.



They collapsed together on the bed. Panting for air as they felt the tremors of their orgasms slowly fade away.



Pansy held her husband close and smiled. Yes, obedience shall be rewarded.