a deep fog had settled over your brain as you trudged your way up to ronâs dorm. you pushed open the door and breathed a deep sigh of relief upon seeing said boy lounging on his bed. âdaddy,â you mewled, dropping your things by his door, dutifully ignoring the distinctive sound of shattering glass as you pushed yourself to walk towards him.
ââs wrong dollface?â he asked, holding his arms out and gesturing for you to approach him. you straddled his lap and pushed your face in his neck whining softly.
âneedy,â you hummed into his neck.
âneedy sweet girl?â he asked, causing you to hum in confirmation.
âwanna be a good girl fâdaddy please,â you murmured softly, causing ron to smile endearingly as he stroked your face gently.
âwell go on then,â he spoke, kissing your head as he rested his back against the headboard and nodded towards his pants. ââs not gonna suck itself, angel.â the statement was all the permission that you needed to make a move to untie his sweatpants before pulling them down.
you crawled down the bed so you were face to face with his cock. standing tall and proud, tip reddening and leaking with precum. you moaned softly as your tongue poked out of your mouth to gently lick it up before opening your mouth and pushing your head as far as you could. you stopped about halfway down, which is when you were met with resistance from your throat.
ron whispered out profanities as he threaded his fingers through your hair. âfuck⊠good fuckin girl,â he grunted as he gently pushed your head down, encouraging you to take more of him. you let out a whimper, pulling back as you gagged and sputtered, causing him to shush you gently. âyouâre fine câmon puppy, take it like a good cockslut hmm?â
you whined as you fully pulled away this time, gazing up at him with puppy eyes. âdaddy,â you complained softly. âwant you to be nice to me please,â you sniffled as tears rimmed your eyes. ronâs demeanor softened as the air of the room itself changed when he got a look at your deep pout, tear-filled eyes, and wide unfocused gaze.
âwhere you at right now pretty girl?â he asked softly.
âfloaty daddyâŠâ you mumbled sadly and he pouted sympathetically as he cooed at you.
âcâmere sweet girl,â he ushered you forward, allowing you to straddle his lap. he situated you to kneel up, pushing your panties aside and bunching up your skirt before running his hard cock through your slit before slowly seating you on it. you both let out a simultaneous gasp as he bottomed out, the backs of your thighs meeting the tops of his. âbounce on daddyâs cock pretty girl. go ahead,â he murmured, placing his hands on your hips and squeezing gently.
you followed his order, slowly moving your hips up and down on him as your head fell forward into his neck. âdaddy,â you whined softly. âso good. so big daddy âs so big,â you whimpered.
âyeah baby? like it?â he hummed back as he squeezed and kneaded your ass.
âmhm,â you hummed. âthank you,â you gasped as ron angled you so he would hit your g spot.
âthere?â he asked, causing you to nod frantically.
âthere⊠right there please donât stop,â you whimpered.
you heard his dorm door open and your hips immediately stilled. âoh hey ron!â harry called.
âhey whatâs up guys?â you removed your head from his neck to come face to face with harry and fred.
âhey yn,â they both greeted with a smile.
âhi,â you mewled before turning your head back into ronâs neck.
âkeep goinâ dollface, didnât tell you to stop,â ron instructed as he kissed your temple.
âsorry daddy,â you murmured, moving to swivel your hips again.
âwe still on for butterbeer tonight?â you heard harryâs voice as you saw the two boys settling on their respective beds.
âyeah, jusâ gotta finish takinâ care of âer first then we can go,â ron assured him as his hand snaked between your bodies to thumb at your clit. you let out a soft moan as your hips stuttered in their movement.
âdonât forget we have quidditch practice tonight. you can bring yn, iâm sure sheâll still be all fuzzy by the time it starts,â at fredâs mention of your name, your hips completely stopped, poking your head out from behind ronâs neck.
ânuh uh sweetheart, get back to what youâre meant for hmm,â ron spoke and you nodded, moving your hips again.
âsorry daddy,â you murmured softly. you quickly regained your rhythm again, the tip of his cock hitting your gspot everytime you came back down. you swiveled your hips, spelling out the letters of your name as you arched closer to him.
âdoinâ so good for me baby. squeezinâ my cock so tight,â he grunted in your ear. his grip on your hips tightened significantly, and you knew he was leaving dark bruises in the shapes of his fingers in his wake. âwhat time we leavin, haz?â ron asked.
harry hummed, âwas supposed to go at five, but since youâre busy we can go after practice,â he answered. your head peaked out from ronâs shoulder again to look at harry. a pout crossed your features at the thought that you had ruined ronâs plans for the night.
âwhatâd i tell you, sweet girl?â ron hummed.
âtâkeep goinâ daddy,â you murmured.
ââs right dollface. so go on,â he hummed. you nodded and laid back on his chest, going back to your ministrations, working to get both him and yourself off.
âcâmon pretty girl,â harry egged you on. âron always brags about how much of a good girl you are,â he commented.
âi am good!â you whined.
ânot acting like it,â fred pressed teasingly.
ââs not true. sheâs always a good girl, arenât you baby?â ron whispered.
âmhm,â you nodded, gasping as a moan got caught in your throat when the head of ronâs rock pressed against your gspot. you began to fuck yourself harder against that spot, keeping up your same slow and steady pace as moans spilled past your lips.
âgotta be quiet doll,â ron whispered as he pressed kisses along your shoulder. âthose pretty little moans are fâmy ears only, yeah?â he hummed, sucking a hickey into your shoulder.
you whined softly, whimpering, âsorry daddy,â you murmured. âjusâ feels so good,â you moaned, biting down on his shoulder to stifle your sounds. ron pat your head gently as his free hand came down to your clit, using the pad of his thumb to rub slow, but hard circles into the swollen bud.
âdaddy can i please cum?â you whispered.
âdunno dollface, gotta ask my friends if youâve been enough of a good girl. wanna show âem how you beg all pretty fâme, hmm?â he hummed.
you gasped at the pressure of holding it as you pulled your head away from his shoulder, looking over at fred and harry with your best puppy eyes. âcan i please cum?â you whimpered softly.
âbeg for it,â fred smirked at you from across the room.
you whined as your hips stuttered. âyou guys are so m-mean,â you stuttered as tears filled your eyes. harryâs eyes softened, however fred and ronâs smirks widened.
âbeg for it then if you wanna cum so bad,â ron teased, rubbing your swollen button even faster.
âplease!â you whined pathetically. âplease please let me cum. hurts so bad in mâbelly canât hold it anymore please. iâll be a good girl. be so good fâyou just please let me cum,â you sniffled as your tears finally fell over the edge.
âyâso pretty when you cry,â fred chuckled sinisterly.
âgo on, sweet thing. make a mess all over yâ daddyâs cock. let us watch you,â harry egged on.
you moaned loudly, hips twitching as ron continued to fuck you through your high. you whimpered out âdaddy,â repeatedly untill ron stilled inside of you, pumping you full of his cum.
you fell limply against ronâs chest as you heard praises of âgood girlâ from ron, fred, and harry as a submissive haze clouded your senses even further. you registered ron slowly pulling out of your abused channel and heard him dressing both you and himself. âleaving me daddy?â you whimpered, tears filling your eyes again.
âyouâre cominâ with me sweet girl, promise,â he whispered, kissing your head.
you nodded, sniffling and wiping your eyes with the back of your hand before reaching out to him. ron chuckled as he lifted you off the bed and you wrapped yourself around him like a koala. âweâll take a bath later, okay dollface?â he asked softly.
âbath?â you asked softly, ears perking up at the word.
âwhen we come back,â he assured as he rubbed your back. you nodded and laid your head back on his shoulder, sucking your thumb into your mouth as he walked the two of you to the quidditch pitch. âno fingers, dollface,â he whispered softly.
âneed something please daddy,â you murmured softly.
âfreddie can i get a sucker please?â he requested. the older weasley handed him the candy which ron unwrapped, and plopped between your lips.
âthank you daddy,â you mumbled around the candy as he set you down on the stands.
âbe a good girl fâme okay? iâll be back soon,â he assured, kissing your head.
âi love you daddy,â you hummed.
âi love you too, dollface,â he smiled, kissing your head once more before trailing down to the field for practice. he diligently watched you, laying down on the stands as you sucked your lollipop and watched him play as you waited for your daddy to come back and give you the immense aftercare and the bath he had promised earlier.
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hii babes! im so glad i finally got the time to do a quick nsfw alphabet on one of my fav characters. hope yall enjoy!
-lai
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A = Aftercare (what theyâre like after sex)
- hmm.. where do i start with this sweet boy!! he sticks around you after sex, usually grabbing the remote from his side of the nightstand, turning on netflix for the two of you to watch while you drift to sleep < / 333
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs)
- rons' favorite body part of his is most definitely his hands, because he knows you love them too!! ;) also he uses them a lot in bed
i'd say his favorite body part of yours is your torso, he just loves hugging you and holding your waist close to him
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
- im gonna take this section as a "where do they cum?" typa scenario. i think he enjoys cumming on your stomach, esp when you too are in missionary and he's pulling out
D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
he's smelled your underwear while you were on vacation hdhdhd
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?)
i feel like ron has had his fair share of sexual partners in the past, so im gonna say he is fairly experienced on how things work down there.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
either reverse cowgirl or doggy style, he's def the type of guy to enjoy seeing ass bounce fs
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
ron is more serious in the moment, unlike his older brothers lmfao
H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?)
he definitely isn't the type of guy to shave it all off, so i'm going to assume/say he keeps it tamed but still pretty hairy
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
ron is really into you and how you feel. he'll be so touchy, not for the sexual pleasure, but just because he likes feeling his pretty s/o ^^
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
i headcanon that he likes filming himself when he's alone , mainly to send to you later
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
when i found out that ron was 6'1 , the first think i had thought of was that he has a size kink !! maybe corruption too? idk those are the only ones i'd see him having
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
he's more of a basic guy lmao, bed or couch are your go to's when you're feeling in the mood
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
seeing you doing things around the house as simple as doing your classwork for lectures just.. turns him on. he likes being able to reward you after you're done with all that hard work !
N = No (something they wouldnât do, turn offs)
i think his most specific turn off is when you two are having some alone time in his dorm , and he can hear his roommate come home throught the front door , he just doesn't like to continue knowing that you two aren't completely alone
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
he loves giving more than he loves receiving. everything about making you feel good is just so special to him
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
definitely a slow tease kinda guy. he wants to hear you beg for him to go faster, and see you desperate for more
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
this man does not do quickies lmao, if he's in the mood in the morning, he won't mind a 30-minute session tho
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
he is down with anything you wanna do! he loves trying out new kinks, new scenarios, he's all for it :)
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
he can probably go for 3-4 rounds almost everytime, depending on what you're up for
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
he once surprised you with one of those 8-inch vibrating wands from spencers, and trust me , yall use it OFTEN lmfao
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
he teases a lot, even when you two aren't having sex. he likes seeing you all hot and bothered
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
when i tell you,,, this man is VOCAL. he loves moaning in your ear, grunting, etc. he also does whimper occasionally
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
he likes sliding his hand under your shirt while you two are having a private movie night in his bed ;))) im freaking out
X = X-ray (letâs see whatâs going on under those clothes)
a bit above average, 6 1/2 inches, slight curve upwards, light pink tip, think owen gray dick fr
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
his sex drive isn't really high, you two probably enjoy having sex once or twice a week :)
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)
this man is big on aftercare, so he'll stay up until he's sure that you're asleep, and then settle down
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i enjoyed filling this out sm!! babes, lmk if you'd like me to go into detail with anything, im always up nd happy to write a few one-shots !!
youâre dating one of Ronâs brothers and since the walls are so thin and the rooms are right next to each other he canât help but stay up at night hearing your moans and the headboard hitting against the wall with his hands on his boxers đ”âđ«đ”âđ«đ”âđ«
âfucking hellâ he moaned as his left hand slid inside his boxers, palming his semi-hard cock.
âf-freddie!â you moaned loudly, your legs shaking with the urgency of your orgasm. âfreddie, please. cum. pleaseâ you pleaded with teary eyes, being as loud as you could. after all, fred had casted the silencing charm. right?
ron groaned. the sound of your moans was hot enough, and now you were begging?
âmm, donât know if you deserve it,â fred teased as his free hand reached down to thumb at your clit, the other squeezing your cheeks into a pout as you cried out, mascara running down your face.
ron whimpered weakly at that. he took his now rock hard cock, stroking it very slowly, almost teasing. he knew, by fredâs tone, that he wouldnât allow you to cum for at least another fifteen minutes.
âyâsuch a little slut, y/n/nâ fred smiled down at you adoringly, giving your swollen lips a quick peck. âall for me? âm flattered, really. when you decide to be a good girl for me, you can cum.â
his other hand moved to his balls, cupping them and squeezing softly. he could already feel his cock throb, ready to spill his seed. âsuch a good girl,â ron murmured with a bit of a whine, closing his eyes so he could picture you taking care of him like that.
âbut but- i am good, freddie. been so good, didnât make you mad, pleaseâ you cried desperately, pawing at fredâs back as he thrusted in and out of you at a ridiculously fast pace. you were falling apart for him and he loved watching it.
god, how ron wanted to see that. he imagined your pretty lips around his cock, taking him as deep down your throat as you could.
he was close. god, he was so fucking close.
âmhm, such a smart girlâ fred praised with a breathy chuckle. he tried to mess with your head. but he could not. âcum for me, baby. wanna feel it around my cock, come-â but he couldnât finish his sentence because you were already cumming.
you were coming around his cock, convulsing under his muscular body. and ron, on the other hand, when he heard your little moans and gasps for air, he lost himself. his hand was covered in his hot cum, and he panted loudly.
âey, ron!â ron froze at the sound of his brother calling him. he was in for it. âbetter come here and give me a helping hand, hm? tell him what you want, babyâ fred whispered the last part to you, kissing your forehead softly.
âw-want him to come, freddie. make âim feel good. please.â
ron railing you in his bedroom since hes sexually frustrated and hes going atttt it w u like pillow behind his headboard n shitđ§ââïž
pairing: ron weasley x reader
warning(s): 18+, mentions of gagging, finger sucking, hand over mouth
a/n: just a side note for this one - reader and ron are older and have their own apartment and are just spending a few weeks at the burrow. at least that's what i had in mind when i was writing it but you're entitled to your own interpretation! enjoy!
âYouâre gonna be quiet for me, right baby?â
âOf course,â you replied with a giggle, watching as your boyfriend, Ron, stalked back around the bed.
Desperate times call for desperate measures as they say. And right now, you and Ron were desperate. You had been spending a chunk of your summer at his families home and you two had barely gotten the chance to be alone, let alone being alone with your boyfriend long enough to fuck him.
But as any good young and in love couple did, the two of you devised a plan to have a little alone time. Really all it came down to was you and Harry switching rooms in the dead of night, but if you wanted to fuck youâd have to be extra quiet. Even the best of silencing spells couldnât block out the vibrations of a bed frame hitting a wall repeatedly, so Ron shoved a few of his pillows behind it to help block the noise.
Desperate times. Desperate measures.
âIâm having a really hard time believing that,â Ron said as he climbed back onto the bed, but the smile he gave you let you know that he thought this situation was just as ridiculous as you did.
He was just as naked as you were, having stripped each other bare before either or you had the clarity of mind to realize the bed was going to be an issue, and he wasted no time in dragging you towards him for another breathtaking kiss.
It was wonderful to finally just be alone with him. It might be enough to just have him hold you all night, but you were both too sexually frustrated for that.
From one moment to the next you were wrapped in Ronâs arms and then flat on your back beneath him. He teased your entrance with the tip of his cock before thrusting deep inside of you, forcing a whimper out of your throat.
âI thought I said be quiet, baby. Or do I just have to gag you?â He whispered low in your ear causing a shiver to run down your spine at the thought.
When he pulled back to look at your face, you knew he knew just how much you liked his threat. He gave you as easily chuckle while still pounding into you, the pent up frustration coming off the pair of you in waves as you were pushed closer and closer to your climaxes.
A soft moan escaped when he pushed in deep and you were able to feel every inch of him inside of you, threatening to split you in half. But where one moan came from, more would follow if he kept up like that.
On his next thrust, Ron slipped two of his fingers between your parted lips - an invitation to suck on them to keep you quiet. You complied easily, but his praise had you moaning around the digits as you reached your peak.
âJust suck on my fingers, baby. Just like that. Such a good girl,â he moaned low in your ear as he continued his relentless pounding.
Your legs began to shake as he fucked deep inside of you, your walls fluttering around him on the brink of orgasm. In a quick move, Ron slipped his fingers out of your mouth and clapped his hand over your lips.
âCum for me, bunny. Cum all over my cock,â he murmured, thrusting into you with an aggression you rarely saw.
It hit you all at once with a loud moan falling from your lips. You writhed underneath him as you came, your eyes rolling back in your head from the intensity of it. It was an orgasm only weeks worth of denial could inspire.
He followed you over the edge a few brutal strokes later, muffling his own noises in the crook of your neck. You both laid like that for some time, his hand still over your mouth, too fucked out to even move. But finally he rolled to your side and you both just laid like that, staring at the ceiling until you both broke out in a case of the giggles at the absurdity of the situation.
âFucking hell, that was hotter than it should have been,â Ron said, still laughing softly.
âMaybe we should fuck in your parents house more often,â you said, a coy smiling tugging across your face that could only be interpreted as inviting round two.
summary: ron finds a way to give you attention and play video games at the same time. (somewhat muggle au)
warnings: thigh riding, spitting, breast play, cunnilingus, hair pulling but more like hair tugging, implied masochistic, implied innocence kink.
word count: 1.3k
a/n: i got this idea at 2am & couldnât stop thinking about it lol. ALSO iâm thinking of changing up my fic set up so let me know what yâall think lmao.
ron was laying against his headboard playing some new game that harry had gotten him for his birthday. his shaggy red hair was messy and nearly covered his eyes, it grew to the nape of his neck and strands poked out behind his ears. freckles covered his face and trailed down his shoulders to his torso, you were so bored you could have counted them all.
you had began poking at the freckles on his shoulder, he wore a grey tank top that honestly seemed a bit small on him but you didnât mind in the least; especially when his shirt would rise up exposing his lower stomach and v-line every time he yawned.
âare you almost done?â you whined out. ron had claimed that he was ânearly finished with the levelâ 20 minutes ago and you were extremely bored.
you had went over to ronâs house expecting to get something from your boyfriend, instead he was glued to his screen; you had even wore a pair of cotton short shorts and his t-shirt that you stole from himâ he didnât mind because he thought you looked so pretty in itâ and not to mention you had decided to go braless. but none of this got his attention though.
ânearly done, loveâ ron mumbled, barely even looking away from the television. you rolled your eyes at him and decided to get his attention another way.
you scurried over to his door and locked it to make sure none of his siblings came in unannounced.
you slowly slipped your t-shirt off and ron, who had yet to notice, continued playing his game until you tossed your shirt towards him and it landed on his leg.
ron glanced down at his leg, looked at the television screen, then quickly looked back at the shirt that was previously on your body. his eyes went wide and his attention was quickly diverted to you, shirtless.
without properly stopping the game, he motioned for you to move onto the bed with him, so you made your way to his bed and straddled his right thigh. he wrapped his arms around your waist but still continued to play the game.
ron then took it to upon himself to attach his lips to your right breast.
his tongue swirled around your nipple and sucked; it seemed almost therapeutic to him. he nipped at your nub and placed soft pepper kisses all over your chest, leaving a few hickeys in the process. he always loved leaving beautiful marks all over your skin.
you bit back a moan, all this sudden attention causing you to pool in between your legs and ron could probably feel it through your thin cotton shorts.
you knew for sure ron felt the arousal on his plaid pajama pants once he started to bounce his leg up and down; at first it was subtle, you couldnât tell if he was actually bouncing his leg or his leg just twitched. but then you knew, his leg would bounce and his eyes would glance up at you to see your reaction.
your fingers were already digging into his shoulders to keep yourself from rutting against him. your fingers entangled with his ginger tresses and you gently tugged at the hair near his neck.
you moved the hair in front of his face and he peered up at you; his blue eyes had a sense of innocence to them, as if he wasnât aware of how lustful he was. his lips looked swollen out as they were wrapped around your tit. he was so beautiful that you involuntarily rolled your hips and a quiet moan feel out of your mouth.
you could feel his lopsided smirk on your skin, âgo ahead, you know you want toâ he chuckled lowly causing vibrations to rise up your spine.
and you wanted nothing more than to get off on his thigh, so you rolled your hips again, and again, and again. you desperately thrusted against his thigh. but despite the feeling of ecstasy, it wasnât enough and ron knew that.
ron had set his controller down momentarily, but you had yet to notice. his hands traveled down to your lower back and waist, gripping onto your skin while his lips were still on your chest and his teeth grazed your hardened nipple.
ron lifted his thigh and slid you off, you whined at the lost of contact until ronâs fingers played with the hem of your shorts while he looked up at you, âmay i?â he asked and you nodded frantically.
he slipped off your cotton shorts and panties, threw them to the side before gently pushing you forward. you laid on your back, fully nude, in front of ron.
ron positioned himself in between your legs and he hooked his arms around your legs with his hands resting on your stomach with his controller in his hands.
you shivered at the feeling of ronâs breath on your core. he placed soft gentle kisses on each of your thighs then they trailed closer and closer to your cunt.
he gently placed a single kiss on your clit and shivers ran up your spine from the anticipation. ron felt your thighs clench and he delved his tongue into you, swirling and lapping at your wetness while moans filled the room.
you looked down at ron and saw him with his eyes still stuck on the television screen but yet his mouth was completely devoted to you. his eyes lit up every time he glanced at you, he adored seeing you unravel because of him.
he placed wet sloppy kisses all over your cunt and dragged his tongue through your folds before flicking his tongue on your clit. with each flick, it looked like their were stars painted across your vision.
âmhm ron- fuckâ you cried out. your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you reached for his bedsheets, wrinkling them in your clutch.
ron chuckled at your euphoric state causing vibrations to course through your body. you felt a knot in slightly bucked your hips. you dug your heels into ronâs shoulder blades causing a loud groan to fall out of his mouth and more vibrations through your bodyâ he did always like it when you would do that; said it was the good type of pain.
he went faster now, he saw that you were so close to release and wanted to see how long you could hold it. then suddenly, you felt his tongue inside of you. twisting and turning, covering your velvet walls with his saliva. his nose bumped into you bundle of nerves with every thrust of his tongue.
âholy fuc- ron! iâm going to come! oh merlinâ you choked.
you withered underneath ron and he couldnât help but be in awe of you. you looked absolutely stunning in this position, nude with nothing but a thin layer of sweat as you trembled due to the immense pleasure; ron was always quite proud of the state of mind he could bring you to.
âlet goâ he murmured into you.
he alternated between sucking on your clit and fucking you with his tongue. your body shook and youâre body felt on fire, in the best way possible as his tongue embowed, hitting the perfect spot right on the inside of your entrance. he dragged your orgasm, making sure you feel every inch of it. fire coursed through your veins, and ron kept licking at you, drinking up every bit of your climax.
all that left your lips were curse words and moans mixed with ronâs name. the coil snappedâ no, exploded. every inch of your body was both tense and shaking at the same time.
your chest was heaving and you felt ron shuffle upwards and hover over your body leaving a trail of kisses and goosebumps all the way up to your neck.
âyou look so pretty like this, darling.â he whispered before pulling a blanket over the two of you and nuzzling his head into your neck.
âdid you pass the level?â you chuckled quietly.
âuh yeah, like ten minutes agoâ he said against your neck, âbut you were too busy cumming all over my tongue to notice meâ he smirked against your neck acting offended.
âoh shut upâ you laughed, âmaybe next time iâll learn how to multitask like youâ.
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Warnings: smut, dom ron, corruption kink, slapping, degradation, name calling (bunny idek man-), humiliation kink (sorta?), choking, orgasm denial, lmk of any others I should add <3 (all acts are consensual, safe word is in place)
The torturous pleasure seared from the tip of your scalp to the curl of your toes, breath stilting with no steady speed. Both sides of your face blazing with scorching heat, a firm red handprint burnt onto each cheek. You were left completely at Ronâs mercy, there was no stopping it.
Description: After some spicy time with Ron, his family sees the marks he left on your back.Â
Words:Â <700
âThat was amazing, how did I get someone like you?â Ron asks himself as you both caught your breath.Â
âYour brothers are paying me a lot of money to be girlfriend, thatâs how,â you said jokingly giving him a kiss on the cheek and cuddling into his neck.Â
âRONALD! COME DOWN FOR DINNER!â Mrs. Weasley called from the kitchen. Ron instinctively hurried to the door.Â
âClothes Ron, you need clothes.â You laughed as your boyfriend turned on his heel and covered himself. Once you got up yourself you heard an âOh noâ from behind you.Â
âWhatâs wrong?â you asked confused as Ron quickly put a sweater overtop the tank top you were wearing. âNothing!â he tried to reassure.Â
âThank you?â confused at the sudden rush to keep you warm, you brushed off his actions.Â
Once downstairs you, Hermione, Harry and the Weasleys enjoyed the warm summer weather, eating outside. Afterwards, you helped Ginny and Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen as the others sat together in the living room.Â
âIsnât it way to hot for you to be wearing that y/n?â Ginny asked. You were quite uncomfortable, but you assumed Ron put it on for a reason, maybe he didnât want his brothers to see you in a tank top? Maybe he thought you looked cute? But Ginny was right, so you took off the bulky sweater and continued to put away dishes.Â
âOh no,âÂ
âWhat? What is it?â You were genuinely concerned this time around, this had occurred twice now. What was the issue?
Before Ginny could answer Mrs. Weasley gasped and grabbed you by the arm, taking you to the living room.Â
âRONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY! DID YOU HURT THIS POOR GIRL?â Molly yelled accross the room the a confused Ron, but his face shifted when he say you in the tank top.Â
âMum itâs not what you think I swear!â he stuttered through his words, standing up from the couch and making his way towards you and his mom.Â
âLOOK AT HER!â Molly turned you so your back was facing your boyfriendâs family. Ginny was looking back at you, trying to hold in her laughter. She spun you back around to see a mixed reaction. Fred and George trying to hide their giggles, Harry confused, Hermione concerned and all of Ron brothers that had unfortunately come to visit, looking at their brother proudly.Â
âOh shit.â the realization hit you, your last encounter with your boyfriend had left marks all over your back, scratches, bruises and probably hickeys all over.Â
âI DID NOT RAISE MY SON TO HIT WOMEN!â
âMrs Weasley,â you interrupted her, âRon would never hit me, ok these are from⊠Quidditch practice.â your lie was not convincing. You had gone red as a turnip from embarrassment, flustered and hiding your face in your hands.
âIf thatâs Quidditch practise then count me in,â Fred managed to comment in between his giggle fit. Your eyes widened, looking at Ron who could only look at the floor in panic.Â
âThere is no way Quidditch did that,â Harry added. You shot him a death glare that screamed youâre not helping.
Mrs. Weasleyâs face shifted, her eyes whipped between you and Ronâs embarrassed expressions, and all she could say was, âOhâŠâ
Ronâs siblings practically died laughing, Hermione explained to Harry what was going on and Ron simply stood there, trying not to make eye contact with anyone.Â
âRonald, may I see you upstairs for a moment.â Mrs. Weasley made her way upstairs and Ron hesitantly followed, a look pleading for help on his face.Â
You tried to process what had just happened. Mindlessly plopping yourself on the couch next to Hermione and Harry. âI can never come back here,â you mumbled to yourself.
âI honestly didnât believe she was his girlfriend until this moment,â Charlie added breaking the silence of the Weasley siblings trying not to burst out into laughter once more.Â
Ginny brought you the sweater you had forgotten in the kitchen, putting it on you heard bits of Molly and Ronâs conversations.Â
âI dont need grandchildren YET Ronald! Graduate THEN, grandchildren!â
"And Harry- wel you've seen what Harry got for me! It's bloody brilliant!" He mused, the happy smiled on his face as he continued undressing himself. You wondered if you should've stopped him. Done that part yourself. But the less work you did the more fun you'd have. "He wanted to go out early in the morning tomorrow and test it out if that's alright with you-"
  "Of course it is, dear. You should have fun." You spoke sweetly, voice just like heaven.
âYou know, I feel like we havenât really spoken all day. I mean we were together but, obviously not together, I was busy mingling and what not-â
  All it took was one glance before his jaw was on the floor. His body stilling for moment, his ranting about how amazing his day was came to a stop. Once he blinked he snapped back into reality. Sort of. He couldn't remember what he was doing before you had stepped out of the bathroom. Your skin barely covered by the sheer white lace you chose. He could see your nipples perking up from the cold in the room, your skin smooth and just calling his name. He was practically foaming at the mouth, mind going feral at this sight.
  "So I'm guessing you want to go to bed a bit early tonight? Gotta get up early if you want to hit the fields with Harry tomorrow, right?" You hum, fingers caressing your thighs as you slide your hands up your body just to have the sit on your hips.
 "Wha- I- who?" He asked, every bit of basic knowledge slipping his mind in the moment. You smiled softly, shaking your head at the dumbfounded red head in the center of your room.
  "There's not a thought behind pretty bright eyes is there?" You chuckled, the sound coming out so sensual Ron swore he was hard just from your voice.
 "Nope not one." He agreed, dropping the ball of clothes in his hands to the floor, not caring about the mess he'd have to pick up later. "Uhm, where'd you get that?" He asked, eyes getting stuck on certain places as he tried forcing himself to look in your eyes.
  "This? A little store somewhere that doesn't matter... I brought it as your birthday present, but I don't think it'll fit." You joked a bit but he just shook his head.
  "No, no, it fits perfectly." His body taking small steps towards you which you definitely noticed. "You know, I could always reschedule tomorrow with Harry to sometime else." He shrugged, and you could just see the bulge forming in his briefs. The effect just the sight of you had on him made you smile the biggest smile you've ever smiled.
"Oh really? Don't think he'd miss you?"
"I've got better things to do." He groaned, hand reaching out to grab your wrist.
"Like?"
"You."
He pulled your body into his, his other hands going around the back of your neck, pulling your faces together until your lips met in a sloppy fit of passion. Your hands at the band of his underwear, his bulge pressed up against your thigh.
  "You know it's my night to take care of you, love." You hummed as his lips travelled down his neck.
  "Letting me take care of you is taking care of me." He responded, lips not even leaving your skin. You pulled him away from you, keeping him at bay with all the strength you could muster.
  "Let me take care of you, Ronnie." You pouted, adoring the childish frown on his lips. His eyes looking at you with lust and hunger as if he couldn't wait to get his gingery paws on you. And he couldn't. But Ronald Weasley was pleaser, this fact was well known, and so whatever you wanted, you would surely get. He just couldn't help it.
  "Love-"
"Shhh." You put a finger up to his mouth, stopping his rebuttal before pushing him back onto the bed. Your hands moving behind you back as you sent him an innocent smile. His eyes still stuck on the beautiful lace hugging every single curve on your body, it was just beautiful. His eyes followed you closely as you sunk your your knees, the tops of your breast on full display. Eyes looking up to him so sweetly, he swore he was already on the verge of cumming. You hands moved up his muscular legs, reaching his briefs until you were pulling him from his underwear. Cock hard, and the tip swollen red leaking precum all down his shaft. You licked your already plumped lips, leaving a glossy layer of spit on them top prep you for the dirty sin you were about to commit.Â
  "Merlin, your so bloody good to me-" Ron groaned as you pressed a light kiss to his tip. Lips now wet with precum. Your tongue ducked out licking his slit, keeping eye contact with the ginger. His hands were balling the sheets on either side of him, waiting for you to release the pressure. Your soft warm lips wrapped around his throbbing tip, sucking softly on the sensitive area, not even flinching as the bitter precum hit your tongue.
  He watched as you took him in your mouth so graciously. The feeling of him being wrapped in your warmth stimulating nerves he never knew he had. He let out soft moans, watching you head bob on him cock. Saliva dribbling down your chin, as the wet sounds you moving on his cock filled the room. His hands went to your hair, getting as much as he could fit into one fist, guiding you along his length. One he knew you were comfortable with everything, he began moving his hips upwards, only slightly as your head moved down on his cock.
"Right there, Lovie." He groaned, holding your head in place as he felt his orgasm near. You moaned against him, sending the vibrations straight through his core. "Bloody hell." He moaned.Â
  He lifted your head form his cock, you chest heaving and out of breath. His eyes focused on the tops of your breast making you smile, lip caught between your teeth as you nodded your head. You knew what he was thinking and you weren't anywhere near to opposing it.
 "Gonna cum, can I-"
"Yes, Ronnie. Cum for me please." You watched as he took a grip on his own length jacking himself off quickly, with a straight goal in mind.
  "Fuckkkk, y/n." He moaned, releasing his load all over the pretty white lace decorating your skin. Your heaving vest being painted white, the most erotic thing in the world to him. You looked like the naughtiest little Angel ever and he was loving every second of it.
summary: you go to visit ron and walk in on him taking a nap, you soon find out heâs having a wet dream. things end with you two pleasuring each other
Summary:Â Fred has a thing for Y/N Black and the feeling is mutual. He especially has a thing for her when sheâs only wearing his Quidditch sweater and a pair of black, lace panties.
Rated: E
Word Count: 14k
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A/N: so this took several months to write which I apologize for, but it is over 45 pages and it is the longest fic iâve written to date so I hope you guys enjoy it! This was requested by @gwendalyn2004 but I donât think theyâre active anymore so if this reaches you then I hope you know that Iâve had a great time writing it!
No one was more surprised than Y/N when the sorting hat was placed on her head and shouted out Hufflepuff. Once her name had been called, murmurs had rippled through the Great Hall. No one with the surname Black had been through Hogwarts for over a decade, and the nameâs connection to the notorious mass murderer Sirius Black did nothing to quell the rumors that began flying around the school within the first few weeks of the semester. However, those rumors had been quickly overshadowed by Y/N herself.Â
Most people had expected her to be in Slytherin, following in the footsteps of her extended family, but one conversation with her and it became very clear as to why the Sorting Hat had made its decision. There was something almost hypnotic about the way she spoke and the way her lips formed words, and when she listened, it was like no one else in the world mattered other than the person she was speaking to.Â
It was soon well known just how much of a Hufflepuff Y/N truly was. She was loyal to a fault, which tended to get her into trouble. Y/N met Harry, Hermione, and Ron in Herbology their first year together, the four of them had been paired together for a group project and quickly became friends. It wasnât until after the four of them had dealt with the troll in the girlâs bathroom on Halloween that they all became inseparable. For each following adventure, recovering the philosopherâs stone, taking polyjuice potion together, and solving the mystery of the Chamber of Secrets, Y/N was there.Â
Their third year together was the first time that tensions began running high amongst the group. While Ron and Hermione were arguing over Crookshanks and the attempted murder of Scabbers, every interaction between Y/N and Harry seemed to be an awkward dance of avoidance. Harry knew that Y/N had nothing to do with the death of his parents, after all, she had only been a year old herself, but it was difficult for him to separate her from her father. That was until the truth had been revealed in the Shrieking Shack, and Sirius had promised that both Y/N and Harry could live with him once his name had been cleared. It was something nice to look forward to, however brief it may have been.Â
Fourth-year was when everything changed. It had started at the Quidditch World Cup, Y/N had stayed up late by the fire outside the Weasleyâs tent when Fred sat down next to her. There was an awkward tension between them at first, they hadnât had many private interactions with one another. The two stared into the campfire, waiting for the other to break the silence when Fred awkwardly cleared his throat.Â
Summary: Ronâs friends tease him and he decides to use you to prove a point. (Gamer AU)
Word Count: 1.3k
Warnings: smut, 18+ themes, exhibition kink, degradation, oral (female and male receiving)
âRon, how much longer are you going to be?â I whined, desperately craving attention from my boyfriend. All of his attention was currently directed towards a video game he was playing with his friends over discord.
âWe planned on being on for a couple hours, why whats up?â Ron asked, pushing his headphones off of one ear.
âI thought we were going to have some fun tonight,â I said softly, kissing his cheek. I heard one of his friendsâ muffled voice saying something.
âOh shut up Harry,â Ron said into the mic. âIâm sorry babe, we just started a new game.â
I went to respond but I could hear another muffled voice speaking into his headphones. âWait, really? Youâre okay waiting for me?â Ron said into the mic.
Warnings: Swearing, angst, mental health troubles, family troubles, a lot of fluff!
A/N: Iâm getting railed soon.
I couldnât sleep. It was 2 am, and I couldnât sleep. The house was finally quiet, my parents had stopped their bickering for the night, it was my window to fall into a slumber. To fall into a world where my Mum didnât despise my Dad, where my Dad wasnât a cheating bastard. There was never anyone throwing glass cups at the wall in my dreams, just me and my friends.
Summer was always rough, I never saw my friends, never really even saw my boyfriend.
My boyfriend.
My feet hit the cold wooden floor as I softly walked to the lounge, I sat on our soft couch and reached for our muggle phone. You see, my mother was a witch, like me. But, my father was a muggle; we had to have muggle devices in our home. Ronâs father had a phone too, they rarely used it - but during holidays Ron and I talked almost exclusively on the telephone.
I typed in the number, hearing it ring once. Surely he was up - the boy rarely slept.
It rung a second time.
Then a third
Finally, on the fourth ring, there was a click- followed by a raspy voice. My heart swelled, he was the only thing I wanted to hear.
âHello?â
âHey Ron, âs me.â I heard him relax.
âY/N, whatâre you doing up? Youâre never up this late?â My voice was caught in my throat , I didnât answer him immediately. âY/N? You okay?â
âYeah - IâmâŠIâm okay. Just couldnât sleep sâall. Needed to hear your voice.â I made a small attempt at a chuckle. There was a small pause, silence filling both sides.
âAre they fighting again?â
âThey never exactly stopped,â I mumbled, âBut the glass- the glass is a new one.â I heard him release a long sigh.
âIâm so - Iâm so sorry, love.â I heard his voice hitch, and thats what did it; That was what released the flood of salty tears down my face.
âI just feel like a burden to them, to my own fucking parents. The only time I feel slightly important is at school - and thats not saying much. Iâm never going to be as smart as Hermione, never going to be as important or famous as Harry. Iâm not pureblooded like you or Harry. Iâm nothing, Ron. Iâm just Y/N.â
âYou are the most important thing to me. I donât want you to ever think you arenât special - youâre brilliant. You have such a talent for potions - youâve never failed one term with Snape. He never harps on you like he does us, cuz he can see you are the only one with the set of skills to be his apprentice one day.â He said, my heart softened at his words.
âI suppose.â I sighed.
âListenâŠâ He said softly, âPack your bags, iâm cominâ with Fred nâ George.â
âBut my parentâs-â I protested.
âIâm not letting you stay in that house one more second, its tearing you apart. I donât want to see the person I love torn apart.â
âOkay..Iâll go pack. I love you, Ronâ I sighed
âI love you, too.â I hung up the phone, sluggishly going back to my room.
Part of me felt guilty for wanting to leave, but the other part of me knew that staying with him was the right thing. It was better for my mother - she could leave without worrying about me. I wiped my tears as I pulled my trunk from under my bed, filling it with my garments and writing a note for my Mum. I refused to leave her with nothing. I always saw my life ending up with Ron, just not in this way. I suppose itâs not the worst way to leave, in the arms and warm home of the man I love. There were worse ways, I didnât care to wait around for them.
