Ron sat her up straight by the shoulders, effectively pulling the collar of her dress around her upper arms even lower. Fleur had to sit there with the long sleeves restraining her lower arms to her sides, her magnificent assets jutting out for him.
As Ron closed his mouth around her nipple and suckled a wet gust of sweetness; she gasped so loudly it was almost a shout, and dug her fingers into the material of her dress, clenching for dear life.
"What were you waiting for, Fleur?" he said between licks, circling his tongue around her pink, sensitive, nipples, already leaking the white nectar. His warm breath on her skin, his hot mouth and slithering tongue, teasing her to no end.
Fleur couldn't think straight, let alone form a sentence. She was so wet he could feel the dampness of her core on his other palm, a deep throbbing ache that gnawed away at her sanity.
"Ron... Please. Je te conjure…" Her words came out slurring, a mix of moans and pleading.
That was it. He lifted her and took her to the bed in a princess carry. With his arm across her lower back, reaching around her slender body, his thumb could caress her sensitive mound from the side, teasing it to an aching craving.
He carried her to the bed and softly launched her down on the soft bedding. He kissed her fiercely, pressing her until she was almost sinking into the bed. It was a welcomed kiss, opening up to him, drawing him closer with her arms around his neck.
After a full minute of being kissed that thoroughly, Fleur could barely remember to breathe, let alone undress completely.
Ron was already sliding his hand down her leg, bunching up her flowing skirt up to her smooth belly, rolling them off the shimmering skin of her thighs. His other hand molded her breasts with wild fondles, gripping tightly around her jiggling flesh.
He took a moment to kneel on the bed, his eyes seemingly transfixed with the slick glaze on her flushing petals. In one fluid motion, he pulled off his shirt and T-shirt, and revealed his muscular chest.
Fleur's legs shifted and one of her dainty little feet stretched, letting her small toe caress the middle of his chest, all the way down to the waist of his pants. She smiled, "I missed zis, too much…"
Ron quickly unbuckled his belt, his straining erection already badgering him with constant throbs, urging him to go faster.
Now completely naked, he leaned toward her ethereal form. His breath felt hot on her sensitive skin.
"I missed this too." Ron kissed her thighs, slowly moving up to kiss her. His mouth was rough and insistent, trailing up her thighs to her pale breasts.
His cock was pressed against the top of her thigh, hot and throbbing. The fingers of his other hand parted open her lovely, drenched lower lips and one finger slipped inside. She shuddered as he rubbed her sensitive bundle of nerves, his digits swirling slickly around her heavenly gates.
He caressed a little harder, earning a long, melodious moan out of her. "Oohhh… My lover… yessss–"
"Always a pleasure to see you like this." Ron leaned back, his fingers pushing in and out of the blushing beauty very slowly, torturously slow. He smirked and crooked them, his rough thumb swirling against her nub in circles.
She arched, a coil inside of her tightening, her essence starting to soak his fingers thoroughly.
"Oh Ron… Just take me… I can't wait any longer. Take me…" Her tone was almost begging; knowing they only had a little time before her mother would call for her to feed their baby.
Ron groaned when she eagerly arched up and got her hands wrapped around his cock, stroking him as she helped him aim toward her sweet spot. All the while he leaned into her, kissing her neck, coating her swan-like grace with his saliva. His head was burrowed into the crook of her shoulder, his breath against her ear.
Ron held tightly to her bare, oozing mounds while her bare legs were tangled up around his waist.
His cock slowly pushed forward, parting the slick wetness of her excitement. He took his sweet time, grinding into her and listening to her sweet moans as he felt all his bumps and grooves scrape slowly against the flesh of her inner tight walls. Her pussy contracted around him, suckling on his iron-hard cock as those lower lips dragged around his girth.
"R–Ron… Faster. Please, faster! Fuck meh…" She breathlessly pleaded in blissful torment, craving him.
Ron smirked a little, enjoying his little teases. "Alright….."
His hands suddenly moved, pushing both her legs up with his hands under each of her knees, arching her back.
Fleur's ass went up, her legs parting even wider for Ron. She could almost see her knees bending to each side of her face, folded like a gymnast. She blushed even harder when she saw how he was looking at her wide-open pussy, so stretched and so… exciting.
He relished the sight, her unblemished pale bottom framing her blushing petals so beautifully. The wet gloss on her throbbing petals betrayed her hunger. Without hesitation, he smeared his cock all over her throbbing pussy, letting her sweet honey lubricate all around his rigid source of heat.
Fleur couldn't help but whimper lustfully, feeling his large cock brush against her tender pussy. In that stretched, locked position, she had no desire but to take him in.
"Ahh!" She suddenly cried out in bliss as he pushed his cockhead in, filling her up and stretching her insides.
Ron shoved with a brutal pace, pushing himself into her and pulling out almost all the way before slamming back in. His primal desires urged him to do more, pushing him into fucking her even harder, harsher, with no holding back. Her excited moans did little to stop him.
His hands gripped her lower thighs on both sides, fingers sinking into her soft flesh. He pushed further, raising her ass higher as he almost sat on her lower ass, his thrusts went in like a drill, downward, as deep as he could, his cock colliding with the entrance of her cervix.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah! Ye–yes Ron! Fuck meh! Oh god!" Fleur cried out with abandon, sinking deep into ecstasy as her flexible body bounced on the bed from his powerful thrusts.
Her fingers trailed down to where he was plowing into her, rubbing around her own clit as the slippery coating of his cock spread all over her entrance, lubricated thoroughly. Her pussy clenched tighter around him from double the pleasure, her muscles knotting up, and bliss creeping up her spine like wildfire.
She could feel his cock twitching for that last release. Not wanting him to pull back at any moment, she forcefully slid her legs to her sides, free from his grip. She let him fall on her as her legs circled around his waist once again, keeping him there inside her as she rode the wonderful waves of pleasure—A good, primal, missionary fuck.
She bit at his ear, teeth trailing down from his ear to his neck, biting harder at his skin as she came. The floodgates of her core shattered with intensity around him.
"Fl–Fleur—" Ron gasped and slammed into her one last time, almost shattering that creaking bed. Before groaning, his voice rumbled through his chest. He didn't want to fill her up again, but he couldn't really stop right at the last second.
She felt a rush of warmth and slickness coat her insides as she hummed, kissing him on the lips. He rolled his hips in slow circles for a few more moments, riding out the rest of his orgasm. His white cream filled her up to the very last drop.
What have I done again. No!
Ron slumped a bit, weighing down on Fleur's tired body. He let his exhaustion sink in before rolling onto her side. He wiped his face with a palm before staring at her in shock and confusion.
"You—You made me… I came inside… We…"
Finally having time, Fleur pushed her wrinkled and completely ruined dress down her waist and smirked as she rested her head on his arm while kicking the dress off her slender legs. "Don't worry, my lover. Even I'm not ready for a second child right now; I will take ze potion. But it does feel quite good inside, non? What do you zink?"
Ron sighed. I did… It felt amazing.
"Hehe." Fleur giggled and turned around, scooting back against Ron's bare chest to get some romantic, after-sex spooning. She felt his heavy arm quickly hug around her waist and hold onto one of her drenched breasts, his sticky cock settling between her thighs. That mess of sweat behind her back felt extremely hot to her.
Yeah, I think I like her.
"Ron." Fleur softly spoke. "Zen why did you come 'ere tonight, hmm?"
"Because tomorrow… There's going to be a battle… a dangerous one."
"What if you die?" She asked back.
Ron failed to answer her instantly. That prompted her to turn around and be face to face again, a mere gap of a few inches separating their lips. She hugged his chest against herself in need.
"I won't," Ron replied, gently tracing her sideburns and playing with the lock of silver blonde hair. "I can't."
"Then…" Fleur smirked mischievously. "You came here because of ze battle?"
"Because I wanted to see you and Anne."
Fleur breathed out deeply and pecked on his lips. Her head also reached for his face and traced his jaw, and then the ear. "I love you, Ronald Billius Weasley. I'm smitten."
Ron felt his heart run like it was a quidditch world cup and he was the only one without a broom. He blankly stared at her extremely beautiful face, and for some reason that face loved him. The confession wasn't unexpected, but hearing it made it so… important.
I do… I like her. I like the way she talks, and the way she thinks. She's amazing.
But he couldn't call it love yet.
"I…" Ron tried to reply. "I…"
Fleur shook her head and placed a finger on his lips. "Shhhhh~ It ez not a request, Ron. I know, you still 'ave plenty of life to explore. Don't force yourself. As long as you know, I'm happy. My dear lover."
"Let's get married, Fleur."
"What?"
Confidently, sternly, Ron spread his palm on the side of her soft, flushed face and repeated his words.
"After tomorrow's battle, let's get married."
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