Pansy's Parchment

Ron approached her, letting his dressing gown fall off his shoulders and tossing it over a chair. She eluded his gaze and untied her own dressing gown and let it fall to the floor, not bothering to pick it up.



As he got closer she grew anxious. Unsure of what to do to calm the apprehension, she got onto the bed and lay down. Ron climbed in with her and rested his body next to hers, making sure not to make contact just yet.



“Pansy, I know I asked for this, but if you are scared, we don’t have to do this.” He said gently.



“I’m ok Ron.” She assured him. He looked aside for a moment then back to her.



“I want you to be more then ok.” He said.



“I want to Ron. Really. I’ve just never done this before, I’ve never done much of anything. I don’t know how to do anything for you. That’s what I’m scared of.”



“You don’t need to be scared Pansy. I want us to enjoy each other.” She gave him a small smile. He moved his body, resting his upper body over hers, and letting her legs go free at the moment. “There is however one thing I want right away.”



She kept still as he lowered his lips and met hers in a gentle kiss. His lips were soft and gentle. He wanted her to take part in their lovemaking as well. He hoped she would let her body respond naturally.



He opened his mouth slightly but only took her bottom lip in his and sucked on it with tenderness. Pansy’s eyes had drifted shut. When he released her lip, her head drifted to the side and her lips stayed parted. Ron titled his head, fitting his lips over hers and let his tongue slip into her mouth.



The reaction was astonishing. Pansy let a sigh escape into his mouth and her hands came up his arms, caressing his skin. Ron deepened the kiss, letting his hands weave into her hair. She was gripping his shoulders now, eagerly kissing him back.



He broke away and looked down at her. She was holding him and panting ever so slightly. “Did you enjoy that?” He asked, with his lips against hers, feeling her exhaling every breath.



“Yes.” She gasped out.



“Would you like some more?” He asked her, shifting his body to bring himself over her completely.



“Yes.” She said with a barely there smile. He lowered without a moments hesitation and captured her lips again. This time she didn’t hold back and neither did he. The kiss they shared was nothing but hot passion, and they gave into it.



Ron wanted more then anything to pull the flimsy garment off her body but he knew he needed to move slowly. He didn’t want her to panic thinking he’d go mental.



It was murder n his soul but he moved his lips from hers and kissed his way down her neck. She was panting beneath him, her body slowly realizing a new hunger. Without understanding or even realizing what she was doing she had lifted a knee, and her thigh was stroking his hip.



Ron ran the tip of his tongue along her shoulder, easing the strap of her gown out of his way. Subconsciously she had lifted her shoulder to his lips. He moved along her collarbone and down her chest.



When he lowered the gown and bared her breast to his view, she didn’t protest in the least. She was yearning for him to touch her. She had never felt this before, she had no idea her body was capable of what she was experiencing. He rose up and kissed her again.



She took his kiss gratefully. She enjoyed his kisses and didn’t want to stop. When she felt his palm covering her breast she let out a gasp into his open mouth. He held his hand still for a moment, her chest rising and falling under his hand.



He let her recover for a moment then plunged his tongue back into her mouth. She returned it with relish. When she was distracted with his snogging he massaged her breast, opening and relaxing his fingers. Pansy was small, and his hand covered her completely but he was delighted with her. To him she was perfect.



If she was nervous about her size, Ron banished her fear right away. The way he touched her made her feel desired. While his hand kept moving, he pulled down the other strap and freed her breast, taking that one in hand as well.



Pansy let out another gasp at the two hands holding her firmly. She swallowed hard and bit her lip. “Pansy, my dear,” he whispered to her, kissing her neck, “has anyone touched you like this before?” She shook her head. “Do you like it?” She nodded. She didn’t trust her own voice.



When he ran his thumbs over her nipples she arched her back without perceiving her own actions. “Making an offer Mrs. Weasley?” She looked at him a little puzzled. Holding her eyes with his, he lowered his face and gave her a smirk as he took a nipple in his mouth.



“Oh gods…” She breathed out. She threw her head back and fisted the pillow behind her head. While Ron feasted on one pale pink pebble, his hand never left the other one, working it to a hard peak. He switched to the other one, giving it the same divine attention.



Pansy was biting her knuckle. Both her knees were up near his hips and in her lust induced haze was hugging him with her thighs. Ron had never been harder in his life, but he made sure to stay raised and not drop his weight completely on top of her.



He didn’t want her thinking about that right now, he had other things on his mind first. He rose up again, and kissed her. This time she was aggressive, pulling him closer and thrusting her own tongue with force. Ron felt his blood ignite and race through his body. This was what he wanted her to feel, this extreme need.



He pulled his lips away and smothered her face with kisses. Her eyes, her cheeks, her temples, her nose. “Right (kiss)… good (kiss)….offering (kiss) …..you (kiss)….gave (kiss),….anything (kiss)….else (kiss) …you (kiss) ….want (kiss) ….to (kiss) ….offer(kiss)?”



She was so heated from his kisses and his wonderful action to her breasts that she involuntarily raised her hips. “Whatever you want my Pansy.”



“What do you ……” She said, as he maneuvered down her body, kissing along the way. “Wait…,” she tried to rise but he jumped back up and kissed her, “what are you doing?!”



“Just relax my lovely,” he rested his weight on her, letting her feel his cock hard against her thigh, “I promise you will love this. Do you trust me?”



She was too distracted by the hardness to think much. She just nodded and tried to steady her breath as Ron made his trek down her body again.