Seven Years Lost

For a long time Ron merely sat there. Pansy had no idea what to do so she just sat by him while he dealt with the thoughts in his head, unaware of how much time was passing her by. She glanced out the window and saw that the sun had gone down some time ago. Sergei would be in his room sleeping now. The quiet of the house was proof of that.



“Do I tell him?” Ron asked finally.



“That’s your decision, not mine Ron.” She told him.



“I could have alleviated Sergei from her memory.” Ron said with no malice.



“But you didn’t. It would have backfired anyway.” Ron looked over at her. “What if she had some mementos we didn’t know about. A picture of him when he was born maybe, as a last images before she gave him to his father. If she had seen that, she might have launched a search for her son, and who knows what might have happened.”



“I thought that same thing. More trouble then it’s worth.” He closed his eyes and let his head fall on the back of the chair. “If you had the make the decision,” he looked over at her, “what would you do?”



“I would wait until Sergei approached me about it.” She told him. She did believe that it was Sergei’s choice to know or not to know.



He nodded. “I thought that might be the best thing to do.” He lowered his voice. “Thank you for going with me.”



“Your welcome.” She said looking back at him. His face hadn’t changed expression at all. He just kept looking over at her.



“Pansy?” He said with a husky voice.



“Yes Ron?” She said increasing her inhaling. She noticed his eyes dropped to watch the rise and fell of her breasts.



“I’m going to take you to my room and fuck you now.” He said calmly.



“Are you now?” She said with a smirk.



“Yes, I am.” He said, his own chest rising and falling just as hard as hers now.



“Then what the fuck are you doing sitting there.” She said. Without a moments delay he had her on her back on the couch snogging her deeply. Pansy let the years of pent up frustration out, and returned every stroke of his tongue. Her hands frantically pulled at his clothes.



Her lips were bruised from his kiss and his were just as swollen. He rose up and lifted her with him. Her legs locked around his waist and he moved quickly to his bedroom, bumping into the walls along the way.



They fell to the floor with a grunt, struggled to their feet while kissing and managed to find their way to the bed. They fell on it in a tangle of limbs and half removed clothing. “Take this shit off.” He said as he pulled at the rest of her clothing.



Falling all over each other and yanking at fabric, Pansy heard a rip and ignored it. Naked and aroused more then anything she had felt before she clung to Ron and layer by layer they were stripped.



Ron felt his whole body aflame, tense and taught with need. Pansy’s body was his for the taking, and he could tell she wanted it. Her scent was strong and filling his senses, growing more and more potent until he was unable to deny it anymore. Dropping down he hooked her thighs over his shoulders and buried his face in her pussy.



Pansy shrieked out. Spreading her thighs wider, she let out every noise she knew how to make. Reaching down she tugged his shoulders. “No, don’t make me stop.” He said, refusing to rise.



“No Ron, don’t stop. At the same time.” She said still pulling on him. Ron shot up like lightning and pulled her up while he threw his body on the bed. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her over his face. She reached down and took his cock in hand swallowing him down as deep as she could.



Ron groaned into her cunt as she sucked him off, covering his length in her saliva and sliding up and down. He slurping and vibrations from appreciative humming radiated down his cock to his hips and he arched into lips just a little. Ron’s jaw was coated in in juice and he was rock hard in Pansy’s mouth, but it wasn’t enough. He needed more.



Lifting her off his frame he hurled her onto her back. “Ron, I need this.” She called out, holding her arms open.



“I know love, I know.” He leaned over and plunged into her, feeling her spasm around him. His body exploded in sensation as he pussy hugged him tightly.



“Oh fuck!” She cried, squeezed down on his shoulders. “It’s been so long.”



He thrust deeply. “I know it has. It’s been long for me too.” He thrust again. “So long Pansy.” He leaned down and thrust with his tongue and his cock into her eager body.



“Yes Ron, like that, make me feel it.” She said wrapping her legs around his hips. “Aahhh……gods Ron……. Ron……”



“Is that what you mean,” he thrust again and again, “do you feel that?” He thrust again and again. “Or do you need more?” He thrust again and again,.



I want everything Ron, give me everything, I can handle it.” She ground out into his mouth.



Ron reached down and hooked her knee on his elbow, then wrapped the other arm around her waist, pulling her into him as he thrust hard. She was crying out, ranking her nails down his body and urging him on.



He felt her tighten down on him and knew she was close. Pressing down further into her, he ground his pelvis into hers making sure her clit was hit by his thrusts as well. It did the trick and she began to twitch around his cock as she came closer and closer to losing control.



“Fuck!” She yelled out as her orgasm began.



“That’s my girl!” He yelled down at her as he picked up the pace. His balls tightened down. “Come on love. I know you’re there. Come for me.”



His voice was all she needed and she arched her back, squeezing down on him and covering his cock in a flood of female fluids. Ron howled at the heat and let himself go. Thrusting hard and deep, pumping into her still cumming body.



“Aaahhhhhhhh……rrrrrrrrrrrr……….” He growled into her mouth as he came hard inside her. Again he thrust sending another load into her. Again. Again. He emptied himself into her until he was spent.



After several moments he raised his head and looked at her. “Next time it will be longer I promise.”



She smiled up at him, her eyes heavily lidded. “It’s been such a long time being alone Ron.” She whispered into his lips, ler legs falling limp but still cradling him.



“I know, for me too. We don’t have to be alone anymore.” He whispered back and kissed her. A movement to the side caught his eye. He turned and saw Sergei in his pajamas with a curious expression watching them.



“Oh Merlin!” Pansy whispered out in panic as she huddled behind Ron to hide herself.



“Hey there.” He said quickly pulling the sheet over himself and a now thoroughly embarrassed Pansy, who was cowering behind him. “What are you doing?” Ron asked trying to smile.



“What are you two doing?” He asked with a curiosity only a six year old can possess.



“We were…. Well….” he tried to look over his shoulder at Pansy but she gave him no help, “we…we were playing.” He finally said.



“Playing?” Sergei said.



“Yes, we were playing.” He said hoping that would end the questions.



“Why aren’t you wearing clothes?” He asked.



“Well…..” again Ron thought frantically for a simple answer, “ didn’t want to rip them either so we just took them off.”



“I don’t play without clothes.” Sergei said, with a confused look.



“Yeah well. this is how grown ups play.” Ron said. Sergei simply looked at him for a moment. Ron did nothing but stare back, aware of Pansy’s trembling hand on his back.



“Ok.” He said. Ron nodded and let out a sigh. Sergei hadn’t moved.



“You go on back to bed now.” Ron told him.



“Are you going to keep playing?” Sergei asked.



“Maybe.” Ron said. “I need a few moments though.” He felt the chuckling Pansy was holding in her laughter behind him.



“Goodnight.” Sergei told him.



“Goodnight then.”



“Goodnight Pansy.”



“Goodnight Sergei.” She said into Ron’s back. When Sergei had left she let out her laughter. “Grown up play Ron?”



He flipped around to face her and pinned her to the mattress. “I didn’t hear you offering up any suggestions woman.” He said burying his face in her neck.