'Bout Time!

A/N-Sorry it has taken me so long to update. A lot has happened lately, and I’ve finally found me a Beta! So we’re all good now! Thank you SO much damione_aficionada89, you are my savior! Without you I wouldn’t have had the courage to post this chapter!
A/N2-This chapter is ALL smut so be warned!


“Ronald Weasley, hear I am, practically nude and desperately in love with you. Take advantage of me Ron. Because I certainly plan on taking advantage of you.”

Before she had even finished speaking, Ron was on the bed, locking her lips with his. God how he loved this witch. Tonight he was going to prove how much.


Ron was ravishing Hermione on kisses, while holding her in a tight embrace. Hermione held back a giggle as she remembered the dream she had just last night. Ron kissed down her neck, slowly kissing above each of her breasts.

“Ron. I need to tell you something.” Hermione waited for a reply, but when none came, she continued. “I think you should know that nothing happened with me and Viktor.” Catching his attention, Ron quickly looked up.

“What?” He said quietly, not knowing how to take the latest news.

“Nothing happened. We never shagged.” Hermione paused, thinking, then grinned. “I think maybe he could tell how we felt about each other. That’s why the relationship ended. There was no fight, no engagement, and definitely NO lovechild. Contrary to belief.”

Both of them started to laugh for a moment at the thought of all their gossip, most likely started by Rita Skeeter.

“I just wanted you to know,” There was a pause. “you will be my first.”

“Don’t worry love, you’ll be mine as well.” Hermione gave him a curious look.

“I mean it. Absolutely nothing happened with Lavender. Come on Hermione, she went around calling me Won-Won! The only reason I went was because I didn’t think you-” Too late, he already started it. “I didn’t think you…were interested in me.”

“I’m just sorry it took Malfoy to help me realize it.”

“Speaking of Malfoy,” Hermione flinched, she was waiting for this. “did you really say my name?”

Ron waited for a reply, his signature goofy grin spread on his face. Hermione blushed and nodded. She could feel his chest swell.

“Alright, alright! No need to gloat about it! So I said it. I said your name when he was touching me. Does it really matter?”

Ron still had that stupid grin on his face. “Was he really that bad?”

“You are unbelievable!” Hermione pushed Ron off her and stood. “You couldn’t leave it alone!” Hermione went to close her robes.

Ron jumped off the bed and gently took one of her hands. “I’m sorry Hermione. I guess I’m still in shock over you actually wanting me. Please, stay?”

Ron placed a hand under her chin and brought her face up to meet his in a passionate kiss. Letting go of her hand, he moved to her waist. As they kissed, Hermione thought she would see stars. The kiss made her entire body tingle, their lips moving quickly not able to get enough. It almost killed her to stop, Ron’s face showed his displeasure.

Hermione ran her hands over his chest, feeling his muscles under the thin fabric. As she looked into his eyes she quickly pulled the shirt over his head. As soon as the shirt was off, their lips met once more. Hermione ran her hands over his full abs, enjoying the sight. She kissed them and ran her warm tongue over the lines of his muscles. As she toyed with his abs, Ron pulled her open robe off and rubbed her bare back and stomach. Hermione then took his hands and placed them on her breasts.

“Touch me. I want to be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, and fulfill me. My creature of the night.” Ron almost laughed at the quote from his favorite movie. He probably would have if it hadn’t been for his hands, gently massaging her breasts.

Ron kissed Hermione again, this time his hands caressed her back as he unhooked her bra. After they slipped off the bra, Ron went to remove her knickers. He was now on his knees before her. For every inch he moved the beautiful fabric, he placed a kiss on her creamy skin. Hermione had to use most of her control not to have an orgasm right then. Each kiss he planted on her skin burnt the flesh.

Hermione took off Ron’s pants, taking her time when she pulled down his boxers. For once, Hermione was speechless. As she gazed down at his quivering member, she had nothing to say. Grinning, Ron took advantage of her silence. He picked her up and placed her gently on the middle of the bed.

Ron leaned over her placing one knee between her legs. He was now inches from her face. As they looked into each others eyes, they knew they were ready.

Ron’s lips met Hermione’s, his body moaning at the taste of her lips. Hermione opened her mouth, inviting Ron’s tongue in. While they kissed, Ron slowly pushed her legs apart with his knee and slid his body into position. Ron put the tip of his cock into her virginal folds.

When he started to gently thrust, their kisses became more violent and rushed. Ron kissed her, not allowing her yells to escape. Each time he thrusted, her inner walls stretched to fit him. Soon their pace quickened as Hermione craved more. She loved the sensation of him pounding into her. It literally felt like he was made just for her pleasure.

“Hermione. You’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you.” He grabbed the sheets and continued the pace, getting a little harder each time.

“Ron!” She panted. “I need more! Harder!”

At this, Ron pulled Hermione’s legs up onto his shoulders where he could get better leverage, and could go into her deeper. Hermione almost lost herself when he changed positions. It was only after a few more thrusts when Ron started to shake.

“Hermione, I don’t think I can last much longer.”

Together, they moved as one. One, two, three, four hard thrusts and both of their worlds exploded in erotic bliss. Ron slowly thrust a few more times as his warm seed flowed into her body. Carefully, Ron lowered Hermione’s legs and lay beside her. The lovers laid there waiting for their breath to come back and their world to stop spinning. Hermione snuggled close to Ron’s chest as they wrapped their arms around each other.

“Thank you Ron.” He nodded, still out of breath. “It was perfect. I’m glad it was with you.” Hermione tilted her head up and kissed Ron. Hermione took a deep breath through her nose and smelled the food on the table. “Now, I think I’m ready to eat. I’m sure you’ve worked up an appetite.” Ron grinned and Hermione was sure she heard his stomach rumble.

Hermione stood, wrapping a black sheet around her. She walked over to the table as Ron pulled on his boxers. Ron walked behind Hermione and pulled out a chair for her to sit in. Hermione smiled as she took her seat.

The meal was quiet, except for shy grins and occasional bouts of laughter. When they were about finished, Ron finally spoke.

“I guess we kinda did this backwards, huh?”

“Well, you know what they say.” Hermione picked up a strawberry and dipped it in chocolate. “Life’s short, eat dessert first.” She took the berry, while giving Ron a sly look, and bit into it.

“That is not fair.” Ron said firmly, his voice cracking.

“Well, I just thought we could put things back in order. Dinner, dessert, me seducing you, followed by you…fucking me silly.”

Ron, who was taking a drink of pumpkin juice, choked when Hermione said this. “What? Hermione! Are you-do you really want to?”

She nodded and said, “I’m game if you are.” She looked under the table over at Ron. “And from the looks of it, I’d say you are.”

Ron stood from the table and walked over to her. He held out his hand for her with a sly grin that would put a teenage Sirius Black to shame. Hermione thought she would melt under his gaze. She slowly held out her hand unable to take his. His grin only grew wider as he grabbed her hand. The last time was too quick. He had only been worried about trying not to hurt her. Next time, he was going to make her feel like a pampered Goddess.

A/N3-Well, what’d you think? Tell me, let me know!! I need ideas for future chapters, I’ve hit a huge brick wall. Thanks for the support, keep up the reviews!

~Mrs. Longbottom