After Dark at Hogwarts

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Although Ron was immensely furious and confused as to what was going on, Hermione’s kiss broke all chains of thought in his mind. It was one of the deepest, most sensual kisses he had ever experienced—and that was saying something. Her tongue explored depths of his mouth that he didn’t know existed, and soon enough he felt his own tongue entering her mouth and mirroring her actions. Ron’s arms encompassed Hermione’s body, and her fingers became entwined in his ginger hair.

They were completely caught up in the moment—the wonderful surprise of it all made it even better. Ron’s hands traced Hermione’s arms all the way up to behind his head and he took her soft hand in his. He led her towards the castle, and they walked headlong to Gryffindor tower.

As they opened the door to Ron’s dormitory, they started to continue their kiss once more. They stopped when they heard someone clearing his throat inside the room, and both their heads swiveled to see Seamus, who was laying on his bed and smirking at the two of them.

Ron and Hermione started to stutter and fumble, butmus mus just chuckled and swung his legs over the side of the bed. “No need to worry, mates. It’s about time you two got back together. I’ll be in the Great Hall. Have fun,” he said with a knowing smile, “... but don’t you go near my bed!”

A few seconds after Seamus had left the room with some parchment and a textbook, Ron and Hermione looked at each other questioningly, finally realizing what they had gotten up to.

But then Ron thought of how brilliant they were together, and took Hermione into his arms. He carried her over to his bed, and laid over her, smothering her with kisses. From underneath him, Hermione pushed off his robes and quickly unbuttoned his shirt. Ron did the same to her, still kissing her all over: her neck, her shoulders, her arms, her bare chest.

They started to roll over one another, removing the remaining garments. The heat between them was so intense, and neither of them had any thoughts in their minds except how amazing this felt.

They lay together, their naked bodies tangled together with Ron’s sheets, kissing deeply. Their hands were all over each other, taking in the curvature of their seemingly merged bodies. Hermione’s hand moved south to Ron’s achingly hard cock, and stroked it a few times.

She smiled mischievously and teased, “Well now, what are we going to do about this little problem?” She giggled softly, still stroking him.

“Well it’s not a problem... I’m enjoying what you’re doing now...” Ron said playfully. He leaned forward and kissed her on the lips, his hands still roaming her body. Their tongues began to dance together: battling for supremacy. Ron’s hands moved toward Hermione’s breasts, cupping them and softly pinching her hard nipples. Hermione let out a little gasp, her grip on Ron’s long hard on tightened and the speed of her hand job increased.

Then Hermione rolled on top of Ron and lifted herself up, straddling Ron’s hips. Her hands maneuvered Ron’s dick up and down her wet slit, and rubbed the head of it against herself.

Ron let out a low “ohh” as Hermione paused to hold his length right at her dripping hot opening. His pre-cum and her sweet juices mixed and they became slick and slippery together. Hermione grinned down at Ron and then closed her eyes in pleasure as she slowly slid down into him.

Ron groaned with desire and gripped Hermione’s hips with his large hands, trying to pull her down onto him completely. “God, Hermione! I want to be inside you entirely!” he moaned.

But Hermione wouldn’t go past a couple inches—she slowly moved up and down on the very top of Ron’s length, teasing him into obliviation. Finally, with a scream of pleasure, she slid all the way down until she was sitting on Ron’s hips, and both of them had their eyes closed, absorbing the lust driving their actions.

They both groaned as Hermione began to rock back and forth. Ron moved his hands up to cup heft wft warm breasts, tweaking her nipples gently. He trailed his fingertips along the sides of her breasts slowly and tenderly.

Hermione moved up and down on his hard cock faster. Ron looked into her eyes and panted, “Cum for me, Hermione. Ride my hard cock and feel it filling your wet hot pussy! Oh god Hermione!”

They were groaning and gasping, both wanting and needing sweet release. Ron thrusted up into Hermione uncontrollably, driving his erection deeply into her with speed Hermione could barely keep up with, as her muscles were contracting beyond her control.

Suddenly Ron aggressively rolled Hermione over so he could be on top of her, and she cradled him tightly between her warm thighs. Her legs wrapped around Ron’s muscular body and her heels dug into the small of his back as she cried out loudly in ecstasy.

“Oh god, RON! Ohhh Ron!” she screamed as she squeezed herself around Ron’s dick, riding out her orgasm as long as possible.

Ron continued to pound into her as deeply as possibly, his hips banging roughly into hers, and his throbbing cock and her wet heat creating unimaginable friction. Their wet bodies were rocking together in unity, and they both were panting, gasping, groaning, and yelling each other’s names.

Ron shot his cum deep inside of Hermione’s shaking body. The feeling of her contracting muscles around his aching length made him orgasm even longer and harder, and yell out louder. They thrusted up against each other until the last of his load was deep inside Hermione’s wet dripping pussy.

They laid together on Ron’s bed, catching their breath and licking and kissing the sweat off each other’s forehead, until finally the window on the other side of the room blew open, and rain and wind blew into the room and into their faces, cooling their worked bodies.