So Much Better

Pansy stretched out her body, reaching above her head. Ron’s lips were planting kisses along her legs, moving lower down her thighs. She gave herself over to his attentions, feeling his hands smoothing her skin as he went.



Ron loved having her laid out for his pleasure. He moved lower, along her calves and down to her ankle. She had such slender and silken ankles. Rising up he looked down at her, laying on his bed, naked and relaxed as he touched her.



Taking her ankle, he lifted her leg to his shoulder and ran his hands down her leg. Her head rolled to the side, and she let out a little sigh. She loved having her body touched, not matter how. Ron was always gentle with her, rough yes, but he never hurt her. His hands always made her feel sexy. The way he explored her body was such a delight.



Ron dropped down between her thighs, watching her enjoy what he was doing. He knew what she loved. He knew what she wanted. Spreading her legs wide he dived in, licking and slurping her up.



Pansy spread her whole body open, her legs, her arms, exposing her whole being to him. Ron was a lover who earned the title. He let not a single spot untouched, he tasted her everywhere, reaching up with his hands, groping both breasts.



With her body spread eagle, with Ron’s hands and mouth all over her, Pansy let her body feel the pleasure he gave her. Building in her toes, she arched and groaned out. Ron began licking with a newfound madness. He knew what was coming and he had become addicted to her release.



She cried out, her nipples hardening under his palms, and her hips arching into his mouth. She climaxed in a rush of fluid that Ron eagerly lapped up. Long after the tremors had subsided, Ron continued to give her lips long licks, cleaning her up.



He slowly crawled over her body, kissing her along the way. He reached her neck and placed open mouth kisses along her neck, flicking his tongue to taste her skin, slightly salty from her climax. “You are beautiful,” his kissed her again, “you are passionate”, he kissed her earlobe, “you have the most succulent body,” he slipped his tongue into her ear, “you have the sweetest taste,” her head rolled to face him and he kissed her lips, “you have gorgeous breasts,” he flicked his tongue over her lips, “you have the warmest, wettest pussy I’ve ever felt.”



Pansy let out a groan and opened her lips. As Ron kissed her sweetly on her lips she spoke in a whisper. “I love what you do to me. You are so tender with me.”



“It’s easy to be tender with a treasure.” He said, covering her lips with his and plunging his tongue deeply.



Pansy adored his lovemaking. And with Ron it really was lovemaking. He could be aggressive but it was still loving. Over the past few weeks, since they had decided to become exclusive, they had spent the night several times together. Pansy was becoming attached but she found she didn’t care. She was enjoying herself far too much, to think about what she should or shouldn’t be feeling.



They relaxed in each others arms as the morning wore on. After lunch they decided to go for a fly. They spent the afternoon in the air, among the trees and over the nearby lake. As the dinner hour approached they decided to head to a small Italian restaurant close to Ron’s home.



The wine was fabulous, the pasta was the most delicious Pansy had ever tasted. “This is wonderful Ron.”



“I knew you would like this place. Italian is your favorite.” He leaned over and kissed her cheek.



“Yes it is.” She reached out with her fork. “How’s the lasagna?” Ron chuckled as she took a taste. “You don’t mind?”



“Of course not.” He froze as he felt a hand on his knee. He looked over at Pansy who was giving him an innocent smile as she chewed. He sat there, enjoying her caress until her hand stilled for a brief moment, then resumed the gentle movements.



Following her gaze, he looked to the door. He recognized the man who walked in as her ex, when Harry had showed up with him at his home. The woman he was with was unfamiliar to him, but judging from Pansy’s look face, familiar to her. “Who is that?”



“The woman he was with at my home?” She said calmly. There was no malice or bitterness in her voice, just a matter of fact-ness. Ron admired her. She didn’t let bad experiences taint her life. She had moved past what happened to her.



“We can leave if you want.” He offered.



“No, that’s not necessary.” She gave him a smile and her caressed went on. Having her touch him at anytime she wished turned him on.



“Has he made any more attempts to contact you?” He asked, slipping into auror mode. It was something that Pansy didn’t miss, but she knew information was important to him.



“”He has continued to send owls, but I just return them. If they come to my office, my clerk knows to send them back.” As she watched his face, she saw his annoyance. “He hasn’t shown up at my office or home though.”



“I could talk to him about harassment. Over owling falls under that category, especially since you already told him it was over.” His concern touched her, but she knew his feelings prompted his actions too.



“That’s not needed. If it comes to it I will handle it,” she stopped him when he tried to speak, “and if it becomes too much, I will turn it over to you. Alright?” He returned her smile and nodded. She was a strong woman and it showed.



They continued with their meal, Ron very aware that Mark had seated himself facing them, so he could kept watch as they ate. Apparently the woman he was with also spotted him looking as well. She looked their way and then questioned him. Ron wasn’t close enough to hear what Mark’s answer was but it couldn’t have been the truth.



As Ron took care of the bill, Pansy rose to use the ladies room. Ron was fully aware of the woman who followed her. He looked over at Mark, and gave him a grin. Mark’s own smug look vanished. Apparently he thought to cause a stir but he had no idea Pansy was unaffected by his presence.



Pansy was washing her hands at the sink when the woman Mark was with came up beside her to wash hers. “You’re Pansy arent you?” She asked.



‘Yes, I am.” She said.



“I’m….”



“I know who you are.” She faced the woman, who now wore a confused expression. “No doubt Mark had told you a thing or two about me, but he didn’t mention that I’ve seen you before.”



“Where have we met?” She asked, trying to remember.



“We haven’t met. I just said I’ve seen you.” She took a moment to let her words confuse the woman even more. “Mark took you to my home awhile ago. You and him had sex on my floor.”



Her blush filled her face. “He’s taken me to his sisters…..”



“There were photos on the mantle, decorated in earthy tones, and neutrals. There is a tall grandfather clock beside the door, and a scenic painting covering nearly a whole wall.” Pansy continued to speak as the eyes that watched her grew wider with each descriptive. “That was my home. I was in a long relationship with him but when I saw you and him, I ended it. That is my side of the story, now you can tell yours.”



“Mine?” She asked, still shocked as what she had heard.



“What did he tell you? You already mentioned he told you it was his sisters home. He doesn’t have a sister in this country. She lives in Italy with her husband.” Pansy felt bad after seeing her face, but she wasn’t the one who started this mess.



“How long were you with him?” She finally asked.



“Long enough.” She said.



“He told me he was in a relationship, but it ended around the new year.”



“We had a fight, and talked about splitting but decided to try again.” Pansy calm explanations did little to sooth the temper this woman was feeling.



“He told me, you called it off because you didn’t want a commitment.”



Pansy chuckled. “No, I called it off because I saw him with you.”



“He said, you jumped from him to that man you were with the same day.”



Pansy smiled. “That is true in a sense. I found him and you in my home and left, running into Ron later that afternoon. We had gone to Hogwarts together, so he wasn’t a stranger, although I did end up with him. As it turns out, we found we worked well together and we continued seeing each other. I didn’t carry on with Ron while with Mark however. As far as I was concerned, it was over when I saw the two of you.”



She turned and left the ladies room, ignoring the look Mark was giving her and smiling as she approached Ron.



“Everything alright?” He asked, handing over her cloak.



“Everything is just fine.” Together they left into the night.





Pansy spent the next two days gathering information. She didn’t tell Ron what she was doing, because as far as she was concerned this was between her and Mark. She acted as if seeing him didn’t bother her and it didn’t. What bothered her was that he used this poor woman, who she found out was named Tina, to try and make her feel threatened. He would soon figure out that she was not a woman who responded to threats in the way he imagined.