The Strongest Signal of All

She had been sleeping in Ron’s bed for the past week. She was more and more comfortable with being close to him and felt herself drawn to him again as she once was. Ron made her feel like a woman again and she was riding the emotional high that came with telling everything and getting it off her chest.



Neville had told her that releasing the burden of secrecy would be uplifting and make her feel in control again. She found it true and she was happier after she told her story. Letting people know what happened that day made her realize that she had nothing to hide. She did what she had to do and anyone who didn’t like it, didn’t have to talk to her.



Her outlook brightened up, and the gloom and guilt she felt vanished. Ron was proud of her and it seemed most of England was as well. She continued to get letters from Luna about her story, the majority being from women and men both who praised her. Eventually those who didn’t agree let it drop.



Pansy and Ron had made a few trips to market and running basic errands, and while she did get looks, she found she wasn’t bothered by them she felt liberated. She had her life back. Speaking out and defending herself had given her back her strength. Having Ron at her side the whole time gave her back her heart.



Ron was delighted at her being back to what he remembered. This was the girl he lost his heart to. This was the woman he wanted back in his life. Their nights together were innocent, but she wasn’t nervous anymore. She cuddled up right in front of him the way she used to, caressing his chest with her back and holding his hand.



Ron managed to sneak kisses on her back and shoulder, and to his joy she accepted them. He began to look forward to the evening when he could hold her against him.



Pansy herself felt her body return to life. She recognized the reactions when she was near Ron. She wondered what would happen if she initiated sex. Would she panic? She had a feeling she wouldn’t. She hadn’t had any more nightmares since she spoke out and her nerves around Ron had settled to what they used to be. She hadn’t heard James voice in her head anymore.



As she dressed for bed that evening, she thought about Ron. She wanted him and she knew he wanted her. Why not try and show him? What was the worst that could happen? He would be patient with her, she knew it. They could always try again if things didn’t work out tonight. Ron would always make an effort with her. He had proven that many times.



When Ron slipped into bed with her, she didn’t something different this night. She slid to her back and when he slid an arm around her, he ended up facing her and holding her waist.



Pansy looked up at him with an intensity he hadn’t seen in a long time. He looked down at her and focused on her eyes. “Are you sure?” He asked.



Pansy reached up and pulled him down for a kiss. A heated primal kiss. She waited for the panic to set in but it didn’t come. Her body ignited in a wave of heat long since denied to her, and Ron picked up on it with abandon.



She locked her arms around him and devoured his open mouth. Pansy felt the sensations she only felt with Ron. Feelings she had long thought dead. Ron slid his body over hers and returned her kiss with ardor. Their groans mixed together. Their flesh began to heat up and both felt restricted by sleepwear.



She reached down and pulled at the waist of his pajama bottoms. “Take them off Ron.” She gasped out. Ron yanked them off and returned to her. She felt his cock hard against her. Reaching down with one hand she held his shoulders as she took his erection in her hand, closing a fist around him.



“Fuck!” Ron ground out into her mouth. She started stroking him, sliding her hands up and down, letting her fingers caress him. She knew what he liked, how he loved being touched.



“I haven’t forgotten Ron.” She told him between kisses. He was thrusting into her palm, groaning into her mouth.



He slid the straps of her night gown down and dropped his head, taking her pebbled nipple in his mouth. Pansy let out a shriek. It had been so long since she felt such pleasure. He moved from one to the other while she stroked him, sucking her nipples and leaving his marks on her breasts.



Pansy didn’t care, he could mark her all he wanted. She opened her thighs and hugged his hips. Her body was on fire, the heat spreading throughout her veins. Ron could feel the arousal against his cock. It drove him mental.



He raised up and moved down her body. He needed this, he hadn’t had a taste of her in so long. He brought her thighs over his shoulders and dived in. He went crazy when her juices touched his tongue. Plunging his tongue into her pussy, he lapped at her core and sucked her lips.



Pansy spread wide apart, bringing her knees up high as Ron eat her out. “Oh yes Ron, I love it when you do this.” Ron rose up and changed his angle of attack. Getting beside Pansy he faced downward and hooked her leg under his arm. Using his other hand to push her leg aside he dropped his head and resumed his feasting. Pansy looked down at Ron’s shoulders between her legs while he head had vanished to work it’s magic.



She reached to the side and slid her arm under his leg looking for her own prize. Ron knew what she wanted and rolled to the side. His weight rested on her leg, but the way it was bent, it didn’t hold any pressure. He lifted her top leg high, while she swallowed his cock into her mouth.



Together, on their sides and limbs everywhere the lovers reacquainted themselves with the taste of one another. Pansy had long been deprived of skin this soft and succulent and she salivated all over his cock. Ron let out groans and animal growls as he buried his face in her pussy, her fluids sliding all over his jaw.



Pansy took him as deeply as she could, until she felt him touch the back of her throat. She let out a slight gag and Ron nearly lost control. “Pansy I can’t wait!” He yelled out pulling himself from her mouth and getting up. Pansy fell to her back and let her legs fall open.



“Neither can I, Ron. I need you.” She held open her arms and he slid into them. Reaching down he guided himself to her entrance, then looked in her eyes. “I’ve missed you so much Ron.”



“I’ve missed you too sweetness.” Pansy nearly cried at his pet name for her. She hadn’t heard it in so long and it meant the world to her to be addressed by it now.



They held eyes as they joined bodies. Ron sank inside her slowly, savoring each inch. “Oh my gods Pansy!” He breathed into her lips. He felt home again, being inside her was divine, it was always divine and now he was back.



Pansy rolled her eyes and let out a breath. “Oh thank you Ron.” Ron felt his heart burst as she thanked him for something he was thanking the gods for on his own. She wrapped her legs around him and held his shoulders tight. “Love me Ron.”



“I love you,” he said moving in and out just the way she liked, slow and deep. “I’ve always loved you,” he plunged deeply, completely submerging himself, “I will always love you.”



Pansy gave herself over to the feeling of being truly loved for the first time in a long time. She kept her knees aside to take him deeply. “More Ron, give me everything.”



Ron heard her and obeyed his lady. Picking up speed he rode her hard and fast, nearly lifting her off the bed at some points. Ron bent his knees and wrapped his arms around her waist.



Pansy let out a breath as she was lifted and found herself straddling his lap. He was still in his knees, and when he raised his hips she was penetrated deeply. She brought her legs around his waist and locked her ankles at the small of her back and thrust back as she was lifted.



She looked down in his eyes and lost herself in the intensity of his soul that came out with his look. She dropped her forehead to his and breathed with him as they moved together, gasped and panting. “How do you feel Ron?” She asked.



She stopped his movements staying buried inside her. “Like I have my soul back.” He whispered. Pansy couldn’t hold it in anymore and let a tear fall. Ron licked it off her cheek, kissing her eyelid.



She buried her hands in his hair and arched her hips. Ron let out a groan and his brow furled. “Do you like that Ron? She asked breathing huskily into his open mouth.



“Yes, I love it.” He answered her, clutching her body tightly. “Ride me Pansy, use me to make yourself cum.” He held himself still, as she bounced up and down on him. She felt his arms sliding about as the sweat slicked up both their bodies.



“I want something Ron.” She cried. “I need something.”



“What do you want? I’ll do anything you want.” He was frantic in his effort to please her. She stilled and then jumped off him. Turning around she dropped on all fours and backed up against him.



“Bloody hell!” He yelled and grabbed her hips. Pansy loved this position, because it made him go very deep. He knew when she did this she was close. He thrust deeply pulling her back into him. Pansy let out a howl as she was penetrated deeply.



“Yes, you like this don’t you sweetness?” He smirked from behind her, delighting in the view of her round ass against his loins.



“Yes Ron, yes, I love it!” She shouted as he began rapid movements. She widened her knees, opening her pussy even wider. Ron dropped down and rested his chest against her back, bracing his weight on his fist next to her arm. He reached around with the other hand and searched out her clit, rubbing the wet little nub.



“Shit!” She threw her head back against his shoulder giving herself over to the madness her body was feeling.



“You can’t imagine how you feel.” He humped into her body hard as he fondled her hot spot. “Your pussy is wet and tight.” His chest slid up and down her sweaty back. “There is no hug like that one sweetness.” His voice touched every nerve. She loved it when he talked to her while they loved. He knew it too.



“How does it feel for you?” He asked her.



“Gods Ron, it fabulous, to be filled up by you. I’ve missed you so much.” Her voice strained against his thrusting. “I never thought I would feel this again.” She caressed his cheek with hers.



“You will feel this again. Anytime you need it, I will give it to you.” He drove deep into her body. “You will never feel alone again!” She dropped her head to the mattress and thrust back as she came hard all over his cock.



“AAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!” Ron screamed as her hot fluids splashed over his groin. Rising up he gripped her shoulder with one hand and her hip with the other, pumping hard and sharply into her body.



“Yes Ron. Fill me up, flood my cunt!!” Her nasty urging was his undoing. He thrust hard, driving her upward and growled as his body released tension built up for far too long. Pansy felt the throb of his cock, thick and hot inside her, emptying itself of it’s cream.



The lovers collapsed on the bed, Ron covering her body with his and they panted like two exhausted animals. Pansy delighted in the weight of Ron on top of her.



“Oh Ron,” he breathed out, “how long its been.”



He raised his head and kissed her cheek. “No more waiting, no more distance. We’ve been apart too long.”



“Yes. I’m so sorry Ron.” She said.



Ron wrapped his arms around her. “Don’t be sorry, that’s in the past. We are going forward from now on. This is a new start for us.”



“Yes Ron, and I promise this time,” she turned her body under him, hugging him, “this time I will think abut us and not just me.”



He brushed her cheek with the backs of his fingers, twirling a lock of hair in one finger. “We can both think of us. There is no me and you, there is only us from now on.” She nodded and kissed him gently. He looked down at her for several minutes, looking at her. She stroked his neck and hair while he looked. “Tell me you’ll marry me Pansy.” He whispered.



“I’ll marry you Ron.” She told him. Ron felt a surge of euphoria. He kissed her deeply, pouring his soul into her.



“This time will be different Pansy, I promise.” He said looking down at her.



“Yes, it will, we’ll both make it work.” She said, pulling his down for a kiss. The reunited lovers, anguished in a loving kiss.