Smirks, Books and, Dirty Looks

Like You Hate Me

Another drink another day. The smell has become a normal part of his essence. Ron sat in the dark looking at the puddle that had formed on the balcony floor, his shirt was on the chair besides him. Leaning over the railing was the woman who had captivated him for a while. She stood stunningly slim waisted, big breasted, and a smooth round bum to match. When had everything changed? How could he do this to Hermione, the one woman who swore to love him through thick and thin? He was brought back to the present when he felt her eyes on him. Smiling he looked up at her through semi drunk eyes. "What are you looking at?" She smirked, "I should be asking you the same thing."

Leaning back he put the cold drink on the table and spread his arms open. "Come her my sexy vixen." She sexily made her way over and took a swig of the drink before she made a show of straddling his lean body. "Baby, keep your focus on me okay?" Ron looked at her dark eyes, a complete opposite to the familiar chocolate brown ones he used to melt in. "Where else would I be?" The woman threw her head back and laughed out loud. Her chest heaved up and down and this appeased Ron. His body began to react the way it always did with her. "Who would have known that we would be here years later in this way." He said as he glided his index finger over her collar bone. "Well it really only happened because our significant others decided to ignore our desires." She said while grinding her lower body slowly on his lap. "Hermione has no idea what you're really like Ron. She doesn't turn you on like I do." His jaw began to clench a dark look creeping into his blue eyes. "Don't say her name."

The dark eyed woman rolled here eyes and touched his face. "Are you going to punish me if I do?" His eyes began to shift from her face to her body once more. "For a moment there I wasn't sure if you were going to torture me or kill me. She can't mean that much to you if you are here night after bloody night snogging and taking me as you please." Again the familiar chuckle ran through her body and Ron relaxed. "It's not that she doesn't mean anything to me. Of course she means something to me, she is the mother of my child. Somewhere in the course of time my eyes began to shift to others. Hermione is just a bit boring when it comes to anything that is not books or facts." He said as he shrugged, "You on the other hand are a breath of fresh air, you excite me in ways I never really imagined." He leaned over and kissed her lips slowly.

 "The way you make me lose myself in your body, she could never really do that. Her mind never turns off, always analyzing me and trying to fix me. I'm not broken, I am just being me." Ron felt her hands trailing down his chest slowly arousing him further, she never really needed much to turn him on. Night after night he kept coming back. He knew he was risking a lot by coming here. They were complete opposites and it excited him, she was nothing like he had ever had before and vise versa. She leaned closer and licked his jaw line. "Ron, I want you to fuck me like you hate me."  The whispered words vibrated in his body enticing his member awake. "Whatever you want baby." He said as he gripped a handful of hair and pulled her head back stretching her neck. He slowly licked her exposed neck and bit it. She slowly let out a pained moaned.

Pushing her off him he stood up and dragged her to the balcony shoving her face on the railing. "Tell me how dirty you are." He ordered her. "How boring." She sighed and chuckled. This pissed him off and he slapped her bum. She shrieked at the searing pain that his palm print left. "Boring? You snake just wait you'll regret saying that." He continued to smack her arse cheeks one after the other, her red cheeks welting up with each strike. Pulling his trousers off he positioned himself right near her hole. Feeling how wet her slick entrance was he teased her as she pushed herself trying to have him enter her. "No. Not yet." Ron continued to push her face into the railing. He spit on her and tugged painfully on her hair. The moaning coming from her was making it hard to focus, he couldn't believe how into this whole thing she was. 

Spreading her legs open he slapped her entrance feeling her clit swell up with each swat he did. Her legs began to tremble. "Oh, baby, please give it to me." She begged as his fingers slid from her clit to her arsehole smearing her juices all over the small puckered entry point. "You are one dirty little slut aren't you?" She nodded and he reached over and gripped her beautiful round breast, squeezing her nipple. His member pushing on her butt as she wiggled her backside. He bit her back causing more euphoria to erupt from her mouth. He came back up and let a thick glob of saliva fall from his mouth to her arsehole. He felt her freeze as she felt his member smear the glob on her butthole entrance. "Wait, what are you doing?" She tried straightening up, but Ron pushed her back down. 

Chuckling he calmly and darkly said, "Remember I said you were going to regret asking me to hate you Pansy." He heard her whimper before he rammed his hard cock into her arse. Pansy yelled in pain and Ron felt her tighten up as he began to move not caring how she felt. He slammed her body with his movements grunting as he felt her tighten more and more. Anal play was something that they had never discussed but it was something he had always fantasized about. Pansy felt like her arse was being torn apart and tried to move only to be pushed further into the railing. She felt scared for the first time in a while, he was in complete control of her and she did not like it one bit. Ron kept a steady rhythm, gripping her sides and her hair gaining full access to the sexy slytherin. 

"Please stop." He faintly heard her say as her body shook in what was undoubtedly pain and slight pleasure. He pulled her closer and continued as he ignored her pleas for him to stop. "Learn your place witch." He fondled her breast while plunging into her now relaxing hole. Reaching over to play with her clit he heard the beginning of a pleasured moan starting to come out. Pulling out for a moment to stop himself from cumming Pansy felt a sense of relief. She turned her head and looked at his amused face. "You complete arse Ron!" She screamed at him. He laughed at her tear stricken face. He pulled her to him and kissed her lips while he gripped her waist. She struggled to push him off her. 

Ron continued to bring her close and back tracked to the chair where he was previously sitting. Forcing her to straddle him he began to work on her chest. Nipping her collar bone and tops of her breasts. He massaged her sore arsehole as she winced a bit and looked at her face, "Oh come on Pansy, you really didn't like that?" She made a face, "How the fuck did you think I was going to like you ramming me like a dog in heat?" Ron laughed, "You asked for it." She continued to look angry but her face was beginning to soften while he played with her breasts and bum. "Baby can you play with my twat nicely now?" He nodded, "Anything for my sneaky snake." His hand slowly swept the area of her slick entrance as she grinded herself on them. Moaning she put her hands on his shoulders as he focused on her face. She was about to reach climax when she heard him whisper, "Tell me you love me Pansy." 

Stopping she looked at him, "Why?" He shrugged obviously embarrassed that she had heard him and looked away. "I dunno, I just want to hear it once." She shook her head, "You know, I love Draco. This is just temporary, don't over complicate things Ron." He sighed and nodded. The air had gotten thick with awkwardness, "Do you still want to do it?" he hesitated a bit as he said it. She let out a small smile and nodded.  They continued their role play until the morning, neither one said anything after that. The truth was clear as day, Ron was starting to fall for Pansy and she finally noticed the dangerous game she was playing.