So Much Better

Pansy woke the next morning, to find Ron’s weightless arm around her waist. She had fallen asleep secure that he would return eventually, but he hadn’t woken her. He must have been tired, or assumed she was tired. Either way, she was still happy to have spent the night.



Carefully sitting up, since she didn’t want to wake him just yet. She took a moment just to look at him. When he slept, he slept soundly. His face was peaceful, and his eye lashes were the palest ginger, and a light bear growth was showing. She gently lifted his arm and, in his sleep, he rolled over onto his back.



She rose on her knees carefully, and eased the sheet away. His cock was rock hard. Reaching out she took him in her hands, feeling the softness of his skin and the warmth. He rolled his head to one side, slightly stretching his body.



Grinning to herself, she leaned down and took him in her mouth, sliding up and down as she covered him in saliva. She felt his shift about and looked up as she continued bobbing up and down on him.



Ron eased slowly awake, aware of a tightening on his cock. It didn’t feel like his normal morning erection though. Something warm and wet was covering him. Lifting his head, he was greeted with the sight of Pansy sucking him off.



“Oh Merlin!” He groaned out, letting him head fall back on the pillow. Pansy smiled to herself, and being stroking him while sucking. His cock was twitching in her mouth, anxious to spill. He couldn’t control himself, he was his hardest in the morning.



“Pansy, you may want to stop.” He gasped out, arching slightly.



Pansy waited until the last moment, then pulled and let him spew in her hands. It took her only a moment to clean up, then she reclined next to him, letting her leg cover his. “Good morning.”



“Good morning,” he pulled her closer, kissing her forehead, “that was brilliant.”



“I thought you might like that.” She said.



“Believe me I did.” He looked down at her. “I’m keeping you here all day.”



“I thought you might want to come shopping with me.” She eased up and straddled his body. He wasn’t hard, and he would be for some time, but she wasn’t thinking of sex at the moment.



“Shopping?” He asked.



“Yes, I need some new bras.” She said with a smile.



“Then let’s go shopping. We can’t have you going about unsupported.” He laughed with her as he rose, bringing her with him.



They showered together and shared some coffee, but decided to just have an early lunch at Diagon Alley. Then they would have dinner at Ron’s. Walking about with her, going here and there was a joy for Ron, especially when she tried on clothes in the shops. She had made her purchases and eagerly went with him to his shops, broom care and quidditch fan stores. Simply being with her was something he could fast take a likely to.



As she vanished into the changing room of another store, he thought about what he felt. Being with Pansy was amazing and the days that they worked were lonely. He had come home the past week looking for her, but knowing that she wouldn’t show up until it was their planned day.



They matched each other in bed, that much was evident, and it was also plain as day that she was comfortable about him. Maybe seeing more of her was the idea. He was taking the upcoming weekend off, and would love to spend it with Pansy. Having her to himself for several days instead of overnight was tempting.



“What do you think?” She asked, coming out of the room.



He gave her an honest critique, flattering her was always good, but he never lied. “It looks good, but I don’t like the color.”



“You don’t?” She turned and looked in the mirror.



“It makes you look a little sickly.” He said.



She made a face and hurried back to change. She came out and chose a different color in the shirt she had tried on. It fit good, and the color was easily fixable.



They found a little café and took a table in the corner. After they placed their order, they relaxed and sipped tea. “Pansy, you said you weren’t really angry when you found out about Mark.”



Pansy nodded. “Honestly, I haven’t really thought about him since he left.”



“So, I gather it wasn’t really a fulfilling relationship?” He rested both elbows on the table.



“No, or I wouldn’t have come on to you in the bar.” She smiled at him, then leaned closer. “Why the questions about Mark?”



“Just curious.” He said.



“About……”



“About why you would stay if, in your own words….it was going nowhere.”



Pansy nodded and thought carefully before she spoke. Ron’s interest in her relationship with Mark wasn’t unusual. Most partners like to know about the previous ones, so honesty in this case was a good thing. “I suppose I never really had a reason to call it off before I walked in on him and her. He wasn’t the angry type, nor the violent type. He wasn’t unfeeling and he apologized when it was warranted. He wasn’t impolite, and he remembered things like anniversaries and birthdays. He asked how my day was and made an effort to cheer me up when I was sad.”



Ron nodded. “But there was something missing?” That was the only thing Ron could grasp from the description of the man she gave. He seemed to have the very things women looked for in a man.



She fell silent, then looked up. “Yes. It’s hard to explain, but it seems like he did those things because he knew it was expected.”



“I don’t understand. Don’t ladies want those traits?”



“Yes, but……well I guess it felt as if he was behaving in a certain way because he knew real men acted that way. It wasn’t because he wanted me to feel valued, or even because he actually valued me. He knew that women thought a lot about men like this, and he wanted to be thought of that way.”



“He sounds self-conscious.” Ron guessed. The food arrived and they resumed talking as they ate.



“He was very insecure about himself.” She met his eyes. “I think that’s why he went to another woman.”



“To feel more like a man?” To him it didn’t make sense. Ron had always assumed men did that because they were afraid of commitment. Mark seemed more than willing to commit from what he’d heard.



“I think I didn’t make him feel like enough of a man, so he went to a woman who, for however long it lasted, made him feel like one.” She paused, then explained. “I’m not one to give meaningless flattery, and I’m not one to compliment merely because it’s polite. I don’t ask for things to appear to need someone. I open my own jars and doors, and such, and carry my own cloak. When I say something I mean it. When I compliment someone, you know it’s real. I think he needed to hear things like that, and I wasn’t that kind of woman. I thanked his behavior, don’t get me wrong, I appreciated his kindness and made it known, but I think because I never did anything above and beyond what was warranted, it seemed otherwise.”



“He needed to feel wanted and desired in other words.” She nodded. “Didn’t he know that woman willing to sleep with him, shows that he is wanted?”



“I guess he needed more.” She gave a laugh. “I am not heartless, I let him know how I felt and what I thought, but I just don’t think it was necessary to say the same things daily or when they weren’t true. Flattery without genuine meaning is useless and pointless.”



“I agree.” He said. As they finished lunch, he brought up another subject. “Why don’t you spend the weekend at my house?”



“The whole weekend?” She asked.



“Yeah. You came come in through the floo, after work. Then leave for work from my house Monday morning.” He had it all planned out and looked so eager. A weekend with him would be fun, and it had been some time since she had a weekend getaway, even if it was just to his home. Time for just herself, with Ron, sounded fabulous.



“Alright.” She agreed, delighting in his smile. ‘Friday morning, I will send my bag through the floo, then ward my flat for the weekend.”



“Great.” He leaned forward and kissed her. Ron paid the bill and together they went to the market to get dinner groceries. They planned to cook together and eat at Ron’s. She wouldn’t be spending the night, but now she had something to look forward to.





A/N: I just received a review asking about my updates. I do apologize for not updating my favorite couple, as I had sworn not to be an author who left the readers hanging. I have been trying to catch up on some bills and being laid off didn’t help. Returning to Pansy and Ron has helped and this story has taken up in my head again. I will finish it and I am sorry for making anyone wait, (especially the one who wrote the review). I am also working on a ron/snape idea, and the more I think of it the more detailed it becomes.