Drinking in the Halls

Ron kicked off his shoes and crawled over to her. Resting his hips next to hers, he allowed his upper body to cover hers. He leaned his weight on his elbows an forearms, looking down at her. She was brushing her hands along his arms. He couldn’t wait to feel her hands on his skin but he took his time. He looked down at her and couldn’t help think how small she looked. Now that he was over her, he could see how big his frame was compared to hers.



Her hair was fanned out on the pillows. He reached out a hand and brushed her cheek with his thumb. His skin was rough but she liked it. She gripped his arms and pulled him down. Tilting their heads they met lips again.



Ron gave himself over to her lips and how delightful they felt. He sucked in a breath when he felt her tongue slide across his lips. He parted his own and caressed her tongue with his own. He let his weight drop closer to her and held her face in his hands as he feasted on her open lips. They kissed deeply, opening their jaws as wide as possible and moving slowly but with passion.



Pansy broke the kiss and tilted her head. Ron was a little confused until he saw that she had given him a stretch of her neck. He could see the throbbing of her blood jumping out at bottom of her neck, smooth and swanlike, and offered up to him. He dropped his lips and inhaled. Her perfume seeped into his nostrils. He gave her a light kiss on her pulse.



Pansy let out the breathe she was holding. Ron’s lips lit a path of fire up her neck to her ear and back. Ron was gentle, and tender in his movements despite his strength. She felt his chest firm against hers as she breathed, raising her breasts into him.



She reached up for his hair again, caressing his scalp as he nuzzled her neck. She tilted her body and brought it closer to him. Lifting her knee, she brought her leg next to his. Arching her body into him she hugged him tightly. She wanted to feel closer but his clothes were in the way. She had to do something.



Giving a push on his shoulders, she raised herself up on her knees and brought him up to face her. Looking up at him, she slowly unbuttoned his shirt. He held still watching her as she focused on the buttons slipping her hands inside, she slid it off him, taking in his chest. Ron was smooth, firm and warm. Leaning forward she kissed his chest.



Ron was panting as her lips moved over his chest. Her tongue circled his nipple and he jumped. He wasn’t expecting it. Tossing the shirt aside she took his shoulders and eased him onto his back. She knelt beside him and ran her hands up his torso. Ron arched his back up and sucked in a breath as her hands caressed him.



Pansy felt the muscles under his skin move against her movements. She ran her hands up to his shoulders and straddled him, holding herself steady on his hips. She reached up and unbuttoned her sweater. Ron was mesmerized as her pale shoulders came into view and the sweater vanished from sight.



The dress she had on was strapless, and black, and it made her skin glow against the contrast. She lowered down and kissed him. Ron couldn’t help himself and slid his fingertips along her arms. She let out a tiny groan that he almost missed. Her skin was the softest thing he had ever touched, and for a moment felt guilty about his rough hands.



As his hands circled her shoulders, she started arching into his hands, loving his touch. When he dropped his fingers to her back he came across her zipper and wondered if he should. She was still kissing him and it was obvious she didn’t mind his touch.



“Unzip me Ron.” She whispered into his lips. Ron froze for a moment. How had she known what he was thinking? Maybe she didn’t know and just wanted him to unzip her. Was she anxious to get naked for him? Why the fuck was he doing thinking when she told him to unzip her?



He felt with his fingers near the top of her dress, looking for the zipper. He found it and after a few seconds fumbling with his grip he pulled the zipper down past her hips. His heart sped up and his kiss grew more intense as he slid his hands along her back.



Ron concentrated on keeping his touch light. The last thing he wanted to do was be too rough with her. How could anyone be rough with something this soft. He ran his fingertips up her spine and to her neck, then eased his fingers into her hair.



She pulled her lips from his and looked down at him. Her lips were swollen and to Ron that was an incredibly sexy sight. She rose up and let her dress fall to her waist. It wasn’t the first time Ron had seen a set of breasts, but it was the first time he was mesmerized by them. Pansy was the perfect size. She would fill his hands nicely. Her breasts were a nice round shape, her nipples were the palest pink, and her areolas were puckered.



Pansy was on cloud nine. No one had looked at her like this before. Ron’s appreciation of her body made her self esteem triple. She had not too lung ago thought she was unattractive, but the way Ron was taking in her form was making her feel like a goddess.



Ron was frozen, he wanted nothing more than to reach out an touch them, and take them in his mouth but he was still too nervous. He had never touched them bare before. The most he had gotten was a grope over the robes of Lavender Brown and she was huge. He needed both hands just for one.



She leaned down and kissed him again. Her nipples brushed againt his chest, pulling a groan from his throat. She slid an arm around his waist and tugged. This was one clue he understood well, and followed quickly, rolling over on top of her.



Her body cradled him perfectly. He kissed her with a carnal heat he didn’t know he possessed. While he was focused on her lips she took his hand and brought it up along her ribs. He broke away and looked down at her. “Touch me.” She whispered to him.



Ron fought his nerves, and took control of his body. She was asking him for this and he would give it to her. He brought his hand up higher and cupped the underside of her breast, taking his time to feel the weight in his hand. He closed his fingers around the softness, squeezing gently, listening for her reaction. He ran his thumb over her nipple, feeling how hard it was. It excited him to see evidence from her body about how much she lked his touch.



He watched her eyes and leaned down taking her peak in his mouth. He exhaled and tightened her hold on his arm. He sucked gently tasting her skin, listening to her sighs and feeling her hands trespass it’s way up to his hair, holding him close.



He shifted his weight and took her other nipple in his mouth. Pansy curved her back, offering herself up to him more. Ron was feasting on her breasts, moving from one to the other, back and forth, not kowing which one to stay with. She tasted sweet and her skin felt fabulous aginst his tongue like a smooth rich and creamy dessert. He gave her long flat licks of his tongue to feel the texture of her nipples.



Pansy started pulling on his shoulders, dragging him up and kissing his fiercely. He gave her everything he had in this kiss. His hands began moving on their own accord slipping under her dress and feeling along her thigh up to her ass.



Her posteier was pleasantly plump and encased in satin. He gave it a rub with his palm before squeezing again. Pansy reached down and fumbled with his jeans pulling them apart and shoving her hand inside.



“Ahhh!” Ron threw his head back and called out as she wrapped her fngers around his cock. Her hands felt much better then his own. Not that his own hands didn’t feel good, but her delicate skin sliding up and down his shaft was just divine pleasure.



“Does that feel good Ron? I not squeezing too tight am I?” She asked, knowing she wasn’t. She just wanted him to focus on her for a moment. She needed to know he was alright.



“Pansy it’s amazing!” He looked down at her panting. His eyes were wide, his lips open and his breathe kissed her lips. He rested his weight on his knees and elbows, leaving her with enough room to fondle him. Pansy thrust her other hand into his reached down cupping his sac in her palm while she stroked him.



“Oh Merlin…..aahhh…..” Ron was having hard time controlling his impulses, and he started thrusting into her hand, while he buried his face in her neck.



“Ron?” She asked. He raised his head and looked at her. “Would you like me to suck you?” Ron froze and had to force himself to breathe.



“What…. What did you say?” He asked, not sure he had heard her right.



“Would you like me to suck your cock Ron? I’m guessing you’ve never had that done before.” He shook his head. “Well then, would you like to feel it?” He started at her wide eyed, shocked but he gave in. He nodded slowly. She smiled at him. “Lay down.”



He rolled over and reclined while Pansy rose and eased his jeans past his hips. It was the first time Ron had been naked in front of anyone. Pansy still had her dress on around her waist. As she discarded his jeans and eased his legs apart he stopped her. “Pansy?”



She looked up. “Did you change your mind?” She asked.



“Oh no, no I didn’t…I just…..” He swallowed and licked his lips, “I’m the only one here naked.” He told her.



“Oh I see.” She said. She stood up on the bed while she looked down at him, hooking her thumbs into the bunched up dress at her waist, pushing it down her body and kicking it behind her. She stood up and let Ron have a look.



It was the frist time he had seen a naked girl before and his wonder was evident. He made no attempt to hide his amazment at her body. His eyes took in her rounded hips and shaply thighs. His eyes were drawn to the body part he was hoping to see more then anything. Her thighs met at the mddle in a patch of black curls, that he promised himself he would examine closer latter on.



Pansy knelt between his thighs and took him in her hands. When she wrapped her lips around his head, Pansy felt his cock jump. Ron groaned loudly and closed his eyes. He had never felt this way before. He had never experienced this pleasure. As she slid up and down on his cock Ron felt the most delightful sensations ricochet through his body and shoot back to his loins. The hot wet tough that drew his cock into a moist cavern was a feeling he would always remember. When she slid off him, he felt lightly cold, but warmed up again as she covered him with her lips.



Ron looked down and watched her slide off him. Her lips were slick and he groaned out at the sight of salvia dripping down his cock head, and stretching to her lips as she took him in her mouth again. She twisted her head from side to side, making slurping noises as she sucked.



When she cradled his sac he felt the stirrings he knew so well. “Pansy…. Pansy I ….um….you might….. you really……. Pansy ..aaahhhhh……..” She didn’t stop. If anything she moved faster and sucked him slightly harder. “Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” He let himself spill, unsure of what she would do.



She held him in her mouth as he softened, then slid her lips off him. Ron watched as calmly leaned over the side of the bed and spit loudly into a nearby potted plant. She took a drink from a goblet on the night stand and rinsed out her mouth, spitting into the same potted plant.



She climbed over to Ron again and rested next to him. “Did you like that?” She asked. Ron was just now regaining control of his breathing. Curling his arm, he brought her closer to him and kissed her forehead.



“Oh yes,” he said, “more than anything.” He wrapped his other hand around her. “I’m sorry I was so quick though.”



“Oh don’t worry about that. The first one is always a fast release. The next one you will have more control over.” She said runnig her fingers along his chest.



“Yeah?” He asked her. She nodded getting up on her knees.



“So what would you like to do now? Anything on your mind that you’ve been anxious for?” He thought for only a moment then grinned. “Well, what do you want?”



“I ..un…well, I want to ….have a closer look at you.” She frowned for a moment not understanding. Then she saw his eyes drift down to her pussy and back up again.



“Oh…ok.” They traded places. Pansy relaxed and opened her legs letting Ron relax in between them. She held herself still as Ron looked at her.



Ron had seen pictures that showed what this particular body part looked like but this was far better then any manual. Her hair was thicker on top then it was around her lips. They looked slightly swollen and they were slick along the center.



Ron did know that she would be wet if aroused but had no idea what it would look like. The diagrams he had seen didn’t show that state of the arousal process. He reached out and ran his fingertip down the center. Her skin here was even softer. She was pink along the center and Ron could detect a very intriguing smell.



Moving carefully he gently eased her lips apart. Her inner lips were glistening pink, like flower petals. He leaned down for a closer look, and there on the bottom just like the photo indicted, he could see the opening to her pussy. Right in the middle of her shiny folds. Ron couldn’t help it, he leaned down and licked her along one of the shiny flaps tasting the wetness that coated it.



Pansy let out a sigh, she hadn’t expected him to do that, she thought he would only look. She relaxed and set herself to enjoy his examination.



She had an unusual taste. Not like anything he had on his tongue before, but he had a feeling he would get used to it. For the moment he continued with his sight seeing. He reached out with his finger and probed her, watching his fingr slide in ot the first knuckle. His cock would vanish just like that.



He probed her again, deeper this time. Pansy let out a loud sigh and Ron pulled back quickly. “Did that hurt?” He asked her.



“No, no it didn’t. It felt good. It really did.” She told him in whispery words. He smiled and went back to what he was doing. He eased his finger in again, just as slowly and felt himself harden as his questing digit was hugged by a tight heat.



She would hug his cock that same way, but he knew it would feel tighter. He moved easily in and out, but made sure to move slowly. If it was one thing that the book repeated over and over, it was to move slowly unless she demanded more. Ron looked up at her. She was breathing fine, her eyes were closed, her nipples were hard. He loved that image. Not only did those little alarms go off when it was cold, they told him when she was turned on.



Ron knew that close to the top would be what the book referred to as a hot spot for witches. He allowed himself a brief laugh at referring to a book the way he used to tease Hermione for doing. None the less he drew his eyes upward and looked, but her lips were closer together at the top. He removed his finger from her pussy and in a pointing motion with both of them, spread her apart but didn’t seem to find anything.



“Higher Ron.” She whispered. Was it that high up? It made sense that she knew her own body so he looked higher and found a flap of skin. As he parted her lips out more, the flap moved back just a little. He pushed out even more and the little flap pulled back all the way and revealed it’s prize. It looked hard, not soft like her lips and it seemed to be practically standing up. He reached out and touched it.



Pansy jumped and let out a hiss. He looked up at her worried. “Use your wet finger Ron.” She told him. He ran his finger down along her pussy again and then back up. He touched it again and she gasped. ”Not so hard.” He eased up letting his wet finger roll from side to side gently. Pansy began panting and her chest heaved.



This was brilliant. This tiny little trigger hidden away and protected was incredibly sensitive. It made him wonder. He leaned down and licked it. Pansy let out a loud hiss and gripped the bed sheet at her sides. Ron felt a testosterone surge at his abilities. He licked it again, adding more pressure with his tongue, then sent rapid flicks over it with the tip of his tongue.



Pansy’s head rolled from side to side and she panted. She had not expected Ron to attempt this. Granted she had to guide him, but that was understandable. He was moving nicely now. “SHIT!” She cried out and she felt Ron sucking on her clit.



“Was that wrong?” He asked, lifting his head. “It felt great when you sucked on me, I thought it might feel good for you too, but I’ll stop if you want.”



“No, Ron, it’s fabulous, it really is.” She told him. Smiling he leaned down again and locked his suction back on. Pansy arched up and enjoyed the feelings. She never would have thought his innocent experimentation would be this magnificent. “Rob, use your finger too.” She told him. He was learning after all, and she said she would teach him.



True to the promise he made himself to learn, he heeded her words and slid his finger back inside while he sucked her. Pansy began arching her hips up, driving her body to release it’s pent up energy. It had been a long time since she climaxed, and she needed it.



Ron watched her body, while trying to focus on what he was doing, but it wasn’t easy. He kept his lips on her clit, sucking that little nub because that seemed to be the most important action at the moment. Her thighs were starting to shake, and her toes were curling. For some reason he thought that particular reaction was incredibly cute.



Pansy started letting out moans with her breathing. She was so close and she needed to push herself over the edge. She raised up on an elbow and looked down at the ginger head moving between her thighs. One hand was braced beside her ass, the other was sliding in an out of her as he moving shoulder indicated. The image was the most erotic thing she had ever seen. Ron’s eyes were locked with hers while he sucked her. It was getting to be too much. The look in his eyes was intense.



Ron knew what was coming. He knew the feelings she was having were the mirror of his own. She was biting her bottom lip, her legs shook, her nipples were the hardest he’d seem them yet and all too soon she took on the most beautiful look Ron had ever seen.



Her face tightened up and she through her head back letting out a long, loud wail. Ron felt a new wetness coat his finger and a new scent invade his nostrils. She kept up his movement until her shaking eased and she fell back against the bed. Ron had never seen a woman in orgasm before and it was a sight he would never forget. The look on her face was etched in his memory as the greatest expression the gods could create.



She was soaked as Ron eased his finger out and sucked her juices off. It was a different taste but pleasant enough. He rose up and leaned over Pansy. “You looked so lovely just then Pansy.” He told her.



“Now Ron, I need to feel you now.” She held open her arms and Ron lowered himself on top of her. This was it. He was nervous as hell, but managed with her help to settled himself in position. Pansy reached for him and guided his head to her pussy. He felt her heat on him and his struggled to control his breathing.



He held her eyes, needing something to focus on. Pansy held his hips, making sure he stayed where he needed to and with a gentle pull, Ron sank inside her slowly. His breathing sped up as inch by slow inch she absorbed him.



“Great Merlin!” He got out as he sank more then halfway inside her. The feel of sliding himself into a hot, wet, soft body was radiating through his whole being. “My Gods!” He had dropped his forehead on hers and was heaving into her mouth. Pansy herself was having a hard time controlling her own breathing, but she did and she pulled his hips again until he sank to the hilt inside her. “Oh my Gods Pansy!” He would never be able to feel this way about anything else.



“Ron look at me.” She said, but when he remained silent she repeated herself firmer. “Ron look at me.” He raised his head and looked at her. His pupils were dilated and his lips were parted, but he had the look of a man surrounded by pure ecstasy. “Are you alright?” She asked.



“I will never be better then I am right now.” He said, staying still. “Thank you for this Pansy.” She smiled at him and lifted her legs to wrap them around his waist. Kissing him gently, she hugged his shoulders.



“No one ever forgets the first woman they are with. I want you to remember me forever Ron.” She meant it. For some reason, she wanted to mean something to him, to this man who made her feel like a real woman.



“I will always remember you Pansy, always.” He kissed her deeply, as he pushed forward a little and felt her tighten around him. “Pansy you feel so good.”



Pansy arched her hips. “Move with me Ron. Pull back a little then back in again.” Ron pulled away, feeling the silken cloud escape him, then he pushed back into her softness again. He let out a loud groan.



“You like that feeling?” She asked, proud that he was feeling this for the first time with her. He pulled out and pushed back in again, this time balls deep, sliding her body under his as he moved.



“I love that feeling Pansy,” he moved again and practically grunted, “is it alright for you?” He asked kissing her cheek.



“It’s more then aright Ron,” she arched into him as he thrust again, “it’s brilliant to have you inside me.” She hugged him tighter as they moved. Ron seemed to know what his body and hers needed. Pansy gave over to his movements, feeling his thickness fill her up.



They moved slowly, undulating on the bed in their own little world, secluded in the wall that hid them. Pansy clung to her lover and let him invade her body with his. She welcomed him just as she said she would have, sober with nothing to cloud her want.



Ron watched Pansy accept him. He had never felt this pleasure before and he knew if he ever felt it again he would think of the woman who taught it to him.



He moved faster and with more force. Pansy’s body telling him she enjoyed the ride as much as he did. Her nails on his body, her nibbles on his shoulders, her legs wrapped around him like devils snare. She was approaching another release.



The last thing Ron wanted to do was cum before she did. He had heard enough stories from girls pissed off at Seamus to know that keeping his release from happening first should be his main focus. Her cries got louder and louder, her hold on him was tighter, all she needed was that last push off the edge.



“What do I need to do Pansy. I know you need something.” He forced himself to say. His body was movig like a wild animal, sweat had covered both their bodies and Ron felt himself nearing his climx too.



“Touch my clit again.” She breathed out desperate for him to bring her what she needed. Ron thrust a hand between them to where they were joined and hunted for that pleasure spot. He quickly found it and worked his finger rapidly.



Pansy let out a whole new series of shrieks and yells. Her body sped up riding Ron from underneath him. He felt a squeeze and grip on his cock. Pansy arched her hips and clamped down with her legs. “OH RONNNNNNNNN!”



“OH MY GODS PANSY!” Ron cried out as she came. She fucked harder and harder as she howled out beneath him. “Panssssssyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!” His body went into overdrive and with three hard thrusts that lifted her off the bed, he emptied hot creamy cum inside her.



Ron and Pansy collapsed in a sweaty heap on the bed, huffing and puffing for air. Pansy had yet to release him but he didn’t relese her either. Their limbs remained around each other.



A moment later Ron softened and his cock slid out of her in it’s own, letting their combined fluids leak out of her. Neither moved. They remained just where they were. Pansy caressed his back when she gained her strength back. They didn’t say a word, just looked at each other and engaged in a long lanquishing kiss as they fell asleep, still entwined together.



They would leave the room, when they left the room. They would wake up when they woke up. They would deal with tomorrow, tomorrow. Now was not the time. For now they held each other and slept.



The End