Letters to Lovers

Ron stayed behind the tapestry waiting. He saw her approaching and quickly brought about the door to the Room of Requirement. By the time she had reached him, he was holding it open for her. When she was inside he slammed the door shut and they were closed off to the world.



Inside, a huge bed dominated the bedroom that appeared. It was massive, covered with a huge thick duvet and several pillows. The room was lit by the roaring fireplace. There was a table off to the side with a bottle of wine and two glasses.



“Would you like a drink?” He asked. She nodded and he poured them each glasses. “Sit down, I have your present.” He pulled out a chair for her and sat down, pulling his own chair close to her. His long legs stretched out on either side of her. He smelled wonderful. The cologne he had on was intoxicating.



He pulled out a box from his pocket. “Happy Christmas.” He said handing it to her.



“Thank you.” She took the box and opened it. Inside was a silver heart on a long chain. She looked at Ron and smiled. “It’s beautiful.” She took it out and handed it to Ron, turning her back and dropping her head. Ron clasped it on her, planting a kiss on the nape of her neck.



She faced him again and looked at the heart. Taking a closer look, she made out the letters. “Oh Ron,” she said, “it’s us.” She smiled and looked up at him. “This is just lovely.”



“I’m glad you like it.” He said kissing her cheek.



“Ron, can I talk to you about something?” She asked, turning her body to face him and draping her legs over one of his.



“Of course.” He rested a hand on her knee, and gave her his full attention.



“What would you say if I told you we should go public with this?” She gestured from herself to him.



“I would be fine with it.” He said firmly.



“You would? Even with what people would say or do?” She asked.



“I’m a Weasley. My family supports mixed bloods, hates pureblood propaganda, has no money and have you noticed the reputation my twin brothers left behind?” He rattled off.



“Ok, point taken.” She laughed.



“Is that what you want to do?” He asked, taking her hand.



“I think I‘d like to. I just don’t want you to have to deal with what is undoubtedly going to happen.” She said.



“You will have to deal with it too. Will it be hard in the Slytherin common room?”



“I imagine it will be worse.” She admitted, slightly ashamed of her own house.



“You know I’ll be there for you, if anything bad happens. What can they do aside from say nasty things right? Nobody is stupid enough to risk expulsion just because they disagree with who is dating who.”



“I suppose so. I can handle talking.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and let him pull her into his lap. She was comforted as she looked down at him. “Besides aren’t Gryffindors supposed to be brave enough to handle stuff like this?”



“I suppose we are.” His arms around her waist felt wonderful. “Do you think we should be worried?”



“No. I think we’ll have to put up with a lot of talk. We may be cornered by friends too. I can pretty much guarantee that from my house.” She said.



“Mine as well but I can handle them.” He said assuringly. “I could care less about anyone else.”



“I can handle Slytherin too. I don’t think I care about anyone else either.” She smiled down at him. “So we do it?”



“If you want to, I’ll do it.” He said giving her waist a squeeze.



“Really, you’ll do anything I want?” She asked with a twinkle in her eye.



“Yes.” He said in all seriousness.



“You’ll do anything I ask?” She said looking down at him.



“Yes.” He said just as serious as before, glaring up at her.



“No matter what I ask you’ll do it?” She readjusted herself and straddled him.



“Yes.” His chest began to heave.



She reached up and grabbed a handful of hair, giving it a yank. “You’ll follow any order I give?”



“Yes.” His pupils had dilated and his grip on her hips tightened.



“Is that so Weasley?” She took a handful of hair and yanked back with both hands.



“Yes.” He said. His chest was heaving, and Pansy could feel his erection through his jeans.



“Yes, what?” She said, her face an inch from his.



“Yes ma’am.” He said, with clenched teeth. The veins in his neck were standing out.



“We’ve been good for past few weeks haven’t we?” She asked loosening his hair slightly.



“Yes we have.” He answered.



“We’ve behaved ourselves haven’t we?” She asked.



“Yes we have.”



“Ron,” she asked keeping her hands in his hair, “I’m tired of being good, I want to get filthy.” She said.



“I’ll do it.” She jumped off his lap and ran to the bed climbing on her knees and held her arms open to him.



“You have half a minute to get us both naked.” He flew out of his chair and over to her. Giving up on the knot after four seconds he yanked it over her head. She flew on her back while he pulled off her shoes and tossed them over his head to the floor. Within ten seconds he had his own clothes off and scattered wherever he threw them.



He was on his knees naked looked down at her. “Did I make it in time?”



“I don’t know, I wasn’t timing, now come here.” She opened her arms. He dropped down on her and covered her body. She opened her legs and hugged his hips with her knees.



“You know Pansy…(kiss).. I’m not campaigning (kiss)…but I had imagined…(kiss)…. you might want….(kiss)….to take this slowly….(kiss).. I mean if you want…..(kiss)…”



“Ron….(kiss)….to hell….(kiss)…with going slow….(kiss)….I’m too heated…(kiss)…”



Ron gave in and snogged her senseless. He didn’t care. They were going public with how they felt. She was his and she was as randy as he was. She was offering pussy and was going to partake dammit!



Their kissing turned into a frenzy of saliva and tongue action. Their lips were swollen and Ron was sure he been bitten. She reached down and grabbed his ass, squeezing the flesh. Her hands felt great on his skin.



“Ron, up on your knees.” She said. He had no idea what she was going to do, but he got up on his knees. She sat up, her legs on either side of him and swallowed his cock in her mouth.



“Great fucking Merlin!” He shouted. She popped him out of her mouth.



“Did I do it wrong?” She asked looking up at him. The images of her holding his cock asking him if she was doing it right nearly made him come right there.



“No, I just wasn’t expecting it, that’s all. You feel wonderful.” She smiled and took him in her mouth again, siding up and down. She was watching him, keeping her eyes on his. She added suction to her slides. He groaned loudly.



“Move your hand too baby.” She moved her fist with her movements, squeezing gently. “Damn woman.”



She took her mouth off but kept stroking him. “Can we fuck now?” She asked. It wasn’t the question, or even the dirty language that drove Ron crazy. It was the innocent smile on her face as she asked it.



He let out a growl and reached for her knees. When he yanked them up she was flipped flat on her back. She opened her arms and her legs and he leapt between both of them.



Grabbing his cock, he shoved it inside her with one hard thrust. “Oh yes!” She yelled out.



“Fuck woman!” He yelled out feeling her tightness around him.



“Ron fuck me! I need it!” She cried, locking her ankles behind his back. He bright his knees up on either side of her ass, and gripped her shoulders from around her back, pulling her close.



Attacking his neck, he moved his hips into her. They began sliding all over the bed, knocking the pillows off and the blanket around as Ron rode her body hard and fast. Pansy clung to him gasping and grunting under him. She reached up and grabbed the headboard. The wood began banging on the wall as his movements. “Gods Ron more, more..!!!!”



“You want more do you?” He asked.



“Yes Ron I want it all!” She yelled. He got up and flipped her over on all fours. “Oh gods yes..” She cried as Ron slid back inside her. He rocked back and forth.



“Feel good my darling?” He asked, leaning down and kissing her neck.



“I’d like it better if you moved!” She yelled at him. Ron froze for a moment and looked at her. She turned her head and smirked raising an eyebrow. He gave her a knowing look and rose up.



He gave her ass a slap then grabbed her hips. She let out a shriek as he began fucking her with rapid speed. She was being thrown forward by his hips banging into her ass. “Do (thrust)…you (thrust)…want(thrust)….me(thrust) ….to (thrust)…move (thrust)…..like(thrust) …this(thrust)?”



“Yes Ron!” She cried, her breasts swinging back and forth. Her hair being tossed around wildly. Ron watched her ass cheek ripple as he fucked her. Sweat had built on both their bodies giving them a shine.



“Damn Ron, I love the way you fuck!” She yelled. She let her upper body fall down to the bed, resting against her face against the duvet. She gripped the blanket hard as the angle of her body forced his deeper into her.



Ron leaned down and reached under hip, searching out her clit and flicking his middle finger over it wildly. She let out a shriek as her body started bucking back into his. “That’s it my lovely, your body is close I can tell.”



“Yes Ron, I’m going to cum soon!” She yelled. Her body was pinned to the bed as he rode her.



“I know you are, I’ll be right behind you.” He grunted into her ear. She began letting out a loud scream as her knees spread wider and her pussy clamped down on him. He sucked in his breath as she came on him, her heat washing over his cock.



“FUCK RONNNNNNNNNNNN!!!“ She cried, then fell silent huffing and puffing for air. As she let her body relax, Ron rose up on knees, gripping her hips in both hands and rode her toward his own release.



She kept her grip on the blanket as her orgasm juices made the ride slicker for him. He sounded like an animal behind her. “Yes Ron, give it all to me!”



“Ah …ah……ah…ah….ah….ah..” He grunted out as he moved closer and closer.



“Come on Ron, I want it now!” She yelled out. It was all Ron needed to let loose.



“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” He let out a series of hard thrusts into her, releasing hot rivers of cum flooding her insides.



He collapsed on top of her, holding her body close. They clasped hands and slowly regained their brothering. “So, no slow loving for you tonight?” He asked.



“There’s time for that later my dear.” She said, pulling his hand to her chest. “We have plenty of time for slow loving. Those kisses of yours over the past weeks have built me up.”



He smiled and kissed her shoulder. They had plenty of time indeed.