Author's Note: This is your last chance. You're going to read the first sex scene I've ever wrote. I can swear to you that it sucks. Leave now, or pay the consequences.
I warned you, don't say I didn't.
The wonderful ObsessedRHShipper beta-ed (is that a word?) this chapter.
The door opened again. Ron saw Hermione standing in the doorway, like she was waiting for something… like she was waiting for him.
He walked to her, pulled her inside his room and closed the door behind him. They now stood inches away from each other. He put a hand on her cheek and caressed it gently. Then he leaned in and kissed her again for the second time in his life. Hermione responded immediately wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him back with great enthusiasm.
Ron had shared a lot of kisses with Lavender, but nothing felt even close to what he was experiencing with Hermione right now. He felt like he was in heaven, kissing her sweet lips and hearing her moan softly. He wanted more. He nipped at her lower lip and then ran his tongue along it.
Hermione opened her mouth to him and started circling her tongue with his. She had no experience on how to kiss using tongue and she had no idea if she was doing it right, but Ron's moans were a sign that she was doing a good job. Their tongues had a rhythm that surprised both of them. It was like they knew exactly how to please each other as if they were doing it for years.
Her hands were still on his neck, but this time she was holding him tightly; it was like she was afraid that if she let him go, she'd die in the spot. She didn't want this feeling to end… Not now. She kept moaning into his mouth, feeling more and more lost in his touch and taste. She wanted more. She removed her hands from his neck and she lowered them onto Ron's chest so she could start unbuttoning his shirt.
Ron pulled away from her slightly. They looked at each other with flustered faces. Their breathing was short and fast. Hermione's hand was still on his shirt and to his surprise she started unbuttoning all of the buttons, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. She took his shirt off and he stood there in front of her, naked from the waist up. He wasn't ashamed of his body. He was actually proud of his abs and his defined muscles. Quidditch training had really paid off this year.
Hermione took her eyes from his and she stared at his naked torso. She knew that Ron was fit, but it's a difference between imagining what he would look like and actually seeing him. She tentatively put her hand on his chest and ran a finger down to his abs. She looked up to see him and she saw the desire in his eyes as she was sure he could see the desire in hers.
Without thinking twice, she removed her shirt as well. Now, she was standing in front of him with only a purple bra covering her chest and she hesitantly removed too. She had no idea where this courage came from, but she felt that it was only fair since Ron was naked too.
Ron's eyes widened. She always fantasized about seeing Hermione naked, but it turned out that his dreams could never do justice to the reality. Hermione was simply breathtaking. He couldn't take his eyes from her breasts. He wanted to touch them, kiss them and suck on them, but he had no idea if he was allowed to or not.
"Hermione, are you sure?" he asked her and Hermione knew what he meant.
"I'm sure that I love you. I'm sure that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I'm sure that I want you to make love to me. I'm sure that I want you to be my first and I'm sure that I want you to be my last and only one. I'm not afraid, Ron. I love you," she said softly, kissing him on the lips.
Many times, Ron had dreamed of hearing Hermione saying those words. He couldn't believe it was actually happening. He reached for her hand and then he moved her to his bed where he lay her down next to him.
"Can I touch you?" he asked nervously and she nodded staring at his blue eyes.
Ron ran his hand across her collarbone and then down to her breasts. Feeling his warm touch made Hermione shiver and burn with desire. She could feel the hidden part of her, the passionate part inside her, waiting to be brought out. She let out a loud moan when Ron cupped both of her breasts gently.
Her moans become even louder when Ron began kissing her neck and his mouth traveled down to her breasts. He softly kissed one of her nipples, squeezing her other nipple gently with his hand. Hermione was in heaven. It was better than every dream she had of her and him making love.
Ron moved his lips back to her mouth and they started snogging more passionately than before. They knew that it was a matter of minutes before they would face the reality of what they were about to do.
"You are so beautiful, Hermione," he kept whispering in her ear, making her melt by the sound of his voice.
"Are you sure you want this?" he asked her pausing for a moment to stare at her chocolate eyes.
Hermione didn't answer this time. She just moved her hands down to his pants and started pulling them down to his knees and then removed them completely. Ron was fully exposed right now, but strangely it felt right to him. He was sitting on his bed fully naked and Hermione, the girl he loved more than anything, was next to him and staring at him with lust and love in her eyes.
Hermione's eyes went straight to Ron's penis. It was fully erect and it was long and thick. Her excitement over the idea of feeling him inside her was even bigger now and unconsciously she licked her lips. She placed one of her hands on his manhood and was rewarded with Ron's soft moan. She circled his penis from its head, tracing her hand to the base and up again. She removed her hand and once again she attacked his lips with force. She wanted more.
Ron broke the kiss and grabbed her pajama bottoms and pulled them down gently, leaving her in only her knickers. He started kissing her legs from toes to thighs. When he reached the area between her thighs, he kissed the silk fabric of her knickers making her moan loudly. Feeling proud of himself for giving Hermione enough pleasure to make that beautiful sound, he became bolder and removed her knickers.
There it was…Hermione's womanhood in all her glory. Ron's breath caught in his throat. He didn't know what to do. Touch her, kiss her, lick her…everything seemed like an amazing idea. The problem was that he didn't know how. He'd never done this before and he was afraid that he would screw everything up.
Suddenly he remembered another book he read in the summer, besides Twelve Fail-safe ways to Charm Witches. It was a book that Bill gave him titled How to Please your Witch. He read it everyday and he knew it by heart, but he found that it was not very easy to jump from theory to action. He decided to go step by step.
He returned his attention to Hermione's face and he started kissing her again. "You are more beautiful than I ever allowed myself to imagine you were," he said softly and Hermione felt immediately herself become wetter than she already was.
"I'm going to touch you now," he warned her and she prepared herself mentally for what was about to happen.
Ron started lowering his body again between her legs. Using his hand, he found her clit and started gently rubbing small circles upon it with his wet fingers. Hermione couldn't control the moans of pleasure that came out of her mouth, nor that she cared. Nobody could hear them after she had casted the muffliato spell earlier, after all.
A bigger wave of pleasure hit her when she realized that Ron had stopped using his thumbs and he was now using his warm tongue. Her hands grabbed the bed sheets as hard as she could. Her body had completely surrendered to Ron and she loved it!
Ron kept sucking her and licking Hermione's soft cunt. She tasted and smelled so good! He had no idea if he was doing it right, but he knew he had to move to the next step. Not removing his tongue from her clit, he inserted a finger inside her. He began thrusting his finger inside and out of her slowly.
Hermione closed her eyes and started biting her lips in an attempt not to scream. She was sure that not even the muffliato spell could hide her screams if she let her moans come out of her mouth now. When she felt Ron insert a second finger inside her, she couldn't control it anymore.
"YES! Don't stop, Ron! That feels so good! Please don't stop!"
Ron had no intention of doing something like that. He kept thrusting his fingers inside her while he kept sucking her cunt with the same rhythm.
"That's it, Ron! I'm coming! Don't stop now! Yes! Yes! YES!" she screamed in bliss, as she reached her climax. Her whole body was trembling and some incoherent noises were coming out of her mouth.
Ron's lips were on hers again. She snogged him back with the same passion as before, if not more. When her body started relaxing a bit, she looked at Ron who was staring at her. Without saying anything, she nodded to him.
"I'll try to be gentle, but I've read that the first time is very painful for the girl," he said with so much love that Hermione melted.
"You read?" she teased him. They were both smiling, and Ron kissed her gently on the lips.
"Don't worry, Ron. I know that it's going to hurt, but I'm with you and I'm not afraid," she whispered into his ear.
Hermione was ready for him, but he stopped suddenly. He acted like he was trying to remember something and it seemed that he finally remembered what.
"Hermione, wait. We need protection. Do you know any spell or something?" he asked her awkwardly.
She smiled at him. "Ron, I'm on the pill," she said and he looked at her confused.
"It's a muggle method of contraception. Don't worry about that. We're safe," she reassured him and he nodded.
Ron positioned himself on top of Hermione. Hermione was breathing deeper trying to get herself ready and slowly spread her legs. She felt him enter her slowly. It didn't hurt that much at first and for a moment she thought that maybe it wouldn't be too painful. She was wrong.
Ron felt something blocking his way from going deeper inside her and he knew that this was it. He knew that he was going to hurt Hermione, but he also knew it was necessary. Slowly he pushed himself further into Hermione and he heard her gasping in pain.
"I'm sorry, Hermione," he whispered and for a moment he thought of pulling himself out of her.
"It's okay, Ron," she said holding him more tightly, staring at his eyes. She knew that it wasn't only painful for her, but for him too to see her in pain. "Don't worry. I'm with you. I'm not afraid," she cried.
Ron gave her a sweet kiss on the lips and then he begun thrusting himself inside her. The pain was still there, but after a few minutes something else started to be there too. It was like this pain was something her body was enjoying.
Ron started to quicken his pace and that felt wonderful to Hermione. It seemed that the faster he moved, the better she felt. He didn't move very fast, but it was enough to make her body and mind go crazy and feel like she was going to explode. Their bodies were united in the most intimate way possible. They were sweaty, wet and sticky and were letting out moans of pleasure with every thrust.
As if hearing her thoughts, Ron started moving faster still and Hermione's pain was almost gone. She knew that she was close to her climax and it came only seconds later with her loudest moan. A few moments later, Ron came too and then collapsed on top of Hermione.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, trying to savor every second of what they just did so it would be captured forever in their memories. Ron turned on his side and Hermione moved her body to his and snuggled with him. Their eyes met.
She kissed him gently on the lips and then she put a hand on his cheek. "I could never dream of a better night than this, Ron. I love you," she said the truest words that ever came out of her mouth.
"I love you too, Hermione," he said, tightening his arms around her.
After a few more minutes, Hermione used her wand to clean them up. She also cleaned the blood from her sheets. When she finished cleaning everything, she turned to look at Ron. His eyes were full of lust once again. Immediately she threw her arms around him and started snogging him passionately. They wanted more. They wanted to do it again and again and again.
Hermione opened her eyes slowly. It was almost morning by now and she was laying on top of Ron. Memories of their last night's activities flooded her mind. They made love several times. She couldn't even remember how many. It seemed that every time they made love, they wanted to do it again. They tried switching positions and shared not only sweet love-making, but rough sex too. Ron's body had marks of her nails and teeth and she didn't feel ashamed to think that she was the one that caused those marks.
It was their night. The first night of many that would come in the future.
She slowly moved away from the bed and started dressing. She couldn't find her knickers, but she didn't have a lot of time. In a few hours, Mrs. Weasley would be awake and she had to go to Ginny's room and pretend that she had slept there all night. When she was ready, she went to Ron and whispered in his ear.
"Ron, wake up. The Chudley Cannons won."
Ron eyes opened immediately like in excitement and Hermione had to suppress a laugh. Only Ron would wake up with something like that.
"I'm sorry, Ron. Unfortunately the Cannons are still without a win. I had to wake you up. I have to go to Ginny's room. I don't want your mother to find us here, alright?" she said giving a kiss on the cheek.
"Hermione, I love you, but don't ever do that again," he smiled back kissing her on the lips.
"You still love me? I thought it was just a line to get into my knickers," she teased him.
"Well, now that you mention you knickers," he said in a seductive tone starting to kiss her arm from her fingers to her shoulder and then to her neck. Hermione was ready to surrender once again, but this time she controlled herself.
"Put that out of your mind…for now," she said trying to sound sternly.
"Worth a shot," he apologized, smiling.
She turned to leave and walked to the door. "Oh, Ron, I couldn't find my knickers. Do you know anything about it?" she asked him with a teasing tone. Something inside her was telling her that he had something to do with the disappearance of her knickers.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," he said with a mischievous smile.
Grinning, she blew him a kiss and then left his room. Ron was staring at the closed door with a grin on his face. He closed his eyes. He replayed what happened between them over and over. It was the greatest night of his life. He fell asleep again with a smile on his face.
Hermione had the same smile on her face when she lay down in her bed in Ginny's room. She and Ron had become one. She wasn't a virgin anymore. She and Ron were lovers. The sound of that word made her warm inside. Lovers…
She went to his room to confess her feelings to him and she ended up with so much more. Ron loved her too and they made love. She was ready to face anything now. She wasn't afraid anymore. She had Ron.
Author's Note: To those brave of you that read this till the end, I would appreciate if you told me whether you liked it(I doubted it) or not. I'm just curious to see how I did it since it was the first time I wrote something like that.