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One Big Horny Weasley Family - chapter 10

Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Fan fiction, Male/Female, Spanking, Author: naughtydragon, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

doing. He had been trying to pin her down so she couldn’t resist him. He suddenly felt slightly nauseas and his erection began to flag. “Fuck.” He leaned back and sat down on the edge of the coffee table. Hermione turned and sat down on the couch so that their knees were touching. He had to look up into her face, because looking down was distracting him. The opening in the leather was lewd and a little too inviting. He didn’t want to look her in the eye though, after all he had been trying to… he wasn’t quite sure what he was trying to do but whatever it was it wasn’t right. People who loved and respected each other didn’t treat each other that way. “Ron, look at me.” Despite his reticence, he looked her full in the face. A light sheen of sweat beaded her forehead. Her eyes crinkled slightly as she looked up at him. He suddenly realized that her eye color had changed over time. When she was younger they had been a bright brown, what people normally referred to as cinnamon brown. Now they were more like deep pools of amber. “What’s bothering you?” He took a long second to gather his thoughts. He thought about just saying it was nothing, and leaning over and kissing her. Granted, she probably wouldn’t buy it, but it might be worth a shot. Then they could get back to screwing and he could just worry about all this later. He looked down again, and the idea appealed to him even more. “It’s nothing,” he said as he leaned in to kiss her. “I don’t think so,” she said as she leaned ... away from him. “You want me to take a stab at it?” “No,” he replied automatically. He knew that she probably could tell him exactly what the issue was and why it bothered him and how everything would be okay. She would probably be exactly right, as for years that had been exactly what happened. He figured it probably went clear back to that argument in fourth year. She knew him so well that she knew why he argued better than he did. He had grown up though. He had come to understand himself through her, and now he just needed to work through it on his own. Of course that also meant that he had to tell her. He took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. “I’ve picked up a couple of those books you brought home for the Pruitt case. That shit is just sick. Why in the hell would anyone want to be tied up, or called a… called names, or be whipped or any of that stuff? I mean, I don’t want to be the kind of guy that treats women that way. It’s demeaning. I couldn’t ever imagine doing that to you. I have too much respect for you.” “It didn’t seem to bother you too much a few minutes ago.” “I, uh,” he flailed his arms about. “Dammit!” “It’s okay, sweetie.” She leaned in and placed a finger over his lips. “We do what we’re comfortable with. We’ve been playing like that for years. We wrestle and roll around until you finally dominate me and screw me into submission.” “We don’t…” “Yeah, we do. We’ve just never thought about it in those terms before. Would it make it any different if I said ...