Day 15 - Surprise [Hermione/Ron]

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Title: Surprise
Characters or Pairing: Hermione/Ron
Word Count: 914 words
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: #15 - hand job
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.

The lights in the boy’s bedroom was dimmed, a few candles floating around, the moonlight shining through the small window. The room was almost empty, except for the witch and wizard snogging on the bed, lying so close people wouldn’t see it was two persons.

“Hermione,” Ron whispered, his fingers caressing her back as their lips barely parted. She moaned, making it even harder for him to think straight. “Hermione, we should take this slowly,” he said, shocking both her and him. He didn’t want things to end, but neither did he want to do something they would regret.

“You’re right,” she said. He expected her to pull away and decide to talk, but instead she shocked him by reaching for his cock.

He couldn’t help his reaction, having never dreamt of anything similar happening between them. “Hermione,” he gasped.

“Don’t worry, if we hide beneath the covers nobody will see us, or it.” Like most men Ron wanted to accept such an exciting proposal, but he feared someone would walk into the room and catch them even if they did hide; growing up with six siblings, who didn’t always knock, he’d experienced enough embarrassing moments. “Don’t you want this?” she asked in a softer and more feminine voice, making it impossible for him to refuse her.

Hermione wasted no time, undoing his trousers the moment their bodies were hidden beneath the covers. “Her-” he managed to say before a deep moan interrupted him as her warm dingers moved up and down in a soft motion until his cock hardened even more.

“Don’t speak.” Her words were soft and sensual, making it even harder for him to act calmly in case someone did enter.

However, as she continued to play with him, moving her hand up and down his cock, he forgot about his fear. As he lay there he tried to relax while enjoying everything she did to him, but his body wouldn’t obey, and before he knew it he was fucking her hand. Just as he found the perfect position for him, which would make it easier for him to come, she did something he didn’t like at all, she stopped.

He was about to complain, to cry like a little child who’d just lost his candy, when she continued to shock him. Instead of wrapping her fingers around his cock she used something else, her lips.

The first few moments in her mouth were the best moments of his life. His mind went blank for a second, and then it felt as if his life essence was sucked into his cock, shutting down his brain and the rest of his body parts. When he could breathe, see and move again, a deep groan escaped his lungs, which grew deep down in his chest. Hermione stopped a few seconds, luckily only to tell him to be silent.

“I’ll try,” he said, almost forgetting his promise a few seconds later as her mouth was back to his cock. Knowing he needed to be quiet he grabbed the nearest item, and bit into it. Every inch of his skin ached for release as her tongue flicked across his cockhead, his thighs trembled beneath him, and no matter what he did, he wasn’t able to stop them.

Ron let her take control, to do everything she wanted, but as his orgasm grew nearer he struggled to keep his hands to himself. Wanting to see her he pushed the covers slightly off, enough to see her swallowing his cock. It was a wonderful sight, way sexier than he could ever have imagined, her lips wrapped tight around his cock, her fingers holding the base, moving every time her head bobbed up and down.

He wasn’t able to hold back for much longer. Grabbing her hair he pulled slightly until she moaned, which sent waves of pleasure through his body, and combined with the wet sounds her mouth made he lost control over his body. Holding her head he guided it as he wished, pushing his cock deeper and faster into her mouth, barely hearing paying attention as she was gagging. It was her fingers which pushed into his hips that woke him up, making him aware of his mistreatment. “I’m sorry,” he apologised as he noticed the tears running down her face.

“It’s fine,” she smiled, moving her lips back to his cock, her tongue teasing the underside of his cock until he once again began to lose control. He let her stay in charge as long as possible, but in the end he lost. Unlike the first time, he made sure not to force her into doing something difficult. The closer he got to his orgasm, the harder it was to stay strong. Ron came within minutes, his body trembling, and his fingers curling in his hair, keeping them there until he was completely done, coming all over her face, neck and chest as she pulled away. It was one of the strongest orgasms’ he’d had since he discovered masturbation.

She pulled away, wiping her face on the covers of his bed, before positioning herself next to Ron. He lost count of how long they lay like that, but when the door opened and Harry entered, looking pleased with himself, Ron knew they’d been lucky.

They mumbled their reply as Harry greeted them, blushing furiously as they got dressed, and quickly left the room, too embarrassed to even look at Harry as they passed him.