Ron Weasley Hermione Granger Kiss Novels & Stories

His dark love-filled eyes were making her go crazy. He took a breather for her as he gave open-mouthed kisses on her jaw and neck slowly moving down to her collarbone, by now he was sucking and biting in between the kisses. Taking his time as he ventured down to her bosoms. Fiona breathed through her parted lips. His kisses trailed down to her belly as she squirmed under him with each of his kisses on her belly. She was ticklish and sensitive there. Draco kissed the scar on her thigh which she got during the first battle in his kingdom. She watched him with bated breath.

Director Bones filled him in on what she knew of their identity. "The black haired one is Larry Potter, the ginger haired one is Ronald Weasley and the girl is called Hermione Granger." Erik nodded while he watched Ms. Granger opens the door with an unlocking charm. As the door opened, the trio entered the room and Mr. Potter took a wooden flute and started to play some very poor notes with it. Then he heard the growling and entered the room after the trio and saw what was growling. A cerberus. A genuine three headed effing cerberus! As the three headed infernal dog raised its heads, Erik made a gesture of raising his hand in the universal sign 'stop', and the memory froze. Director Bones an

The sweet scent of her arousal filtered up to my nose like nectar. I slid my tongue into her sweet mouth, making her shiver. Soft moans escaped her throat as if she wanted me to dominate the kiss now. I didn’t hold back! I didn’t care if this was her family's home and anyone could walk into the room. Cupping her ass, I molded her body against mine. My tongue swirled against hers and I deepened the kiss to a new level. She was my drug, my food, my oxygen, my nectar, and I needed nothing more. A throat cleared outside the room, and I released her reluctantly. “Princess Hermione, can I come inside with your medicines? Luna Helena has sent them for you.”

Flora blushed, and she kissed Ron on the lips. Ron was stunned for a moment before he kissed her back passionately. Flora was a prideful person, so this must be her most forward display of affection toward Ron. How wonderful. They were such a perfect match. They must be so happy. But I just felt like crying. Unwilling to make a sound, I bit down on my lip. It was my complaint toward my ten-year-long crush as I thought, ‘Ron, I won’t be bothering you for another twenty years.

His arms gripped her waist, pushed her close to himself and kissed her even deeper. Across the training yard, his brothers, Kieran and Soren watched in amazement. Kieran’s eyebrows jumped in disbelief, and even Soren, who rarely reacted to anything, took half a step forward to see if he was seeing clearly. They didn’t say a word. But it was written across their faces. He’s supposed to push her away because of their hatred for each other but he didn't. Instead, Ronan kissed her like it was the last breath he’d ever take.

Rowan smirked. I moved to stand close to the coach as Casper had said, the old man had the looks of someone that could shit in his pants right away but masked it off. From few chairs away, I saw him, Orion and he saw me, when our eyes met, he dragged someone by her hair, kissing her furiously. It was probably Luna and he had done it, to get to me but they said what you don't know doesn't kill you. The whistle went off, and the game began with the voice of the supporters erupting throught out the entire rink.

Hermione appeared besides him, and before I could blink, he kissed her. There was nothing polite or chaste about it. It wasn't accidental or friendly either. The kiss didn't lack passion, like both parties were pouring their hearts and souls into. I didn't read a lot of fairytales, but I knew what this one meant. The pauper didn’t, as a matter of fact, get the prince. I didn’t…I couldn’t understand what was happening in front of me. I blinked. Not once. Not twice. But as many times as I believed will make the horror in front of me go away.

I stood there like an idiot and let him devour me like I meant something to him. The door creaked open behind me and Rowena walked in without knocking, as usual. “What happened?” she asked, eyes narrowing when she saw the look on my face. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I didn’t move from the door. “He kissed me.” “Who?” Her voice was casual, but her body went still. “Kieran.” Rowena blinked. “Kissed as in… a peck on the cheek or—?” “No, Rowena,” I cut her off, finally pushing away from the door and pacing like the floor would give me answers.

She murmured, her eyes misting with emotion. Ronan wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her gently against him. “You were worth waiting for, Seraphina,” he whispered, pressing his lips to her forehead before grazing her lips softly. “Every second was worth it. Because now, I have you back. My love.” Seraphina’s heart swelled with emotion, and as she smiled against his lips, her voice trembled, “I love you.” “I love you too,” Ronan whispered, his voice thick with yearning. In an instant, he crushed his lips to hers, pulling her into a deep, passionate kiss.

, Harry said and leaned in closer. Harry's eyes were filled with sincerity as he leaned in closer, his breath warm and sweet. He gently cupped Anastasia's face, his fingers tracing the delicate lines of her jaw. Time seemed to stand still as he closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. It was soft and slow, full of unspoken emotions and promises. Harry's kiss conveyed his deep affection and longing, every touch a testament to the love he professed. Anastasia felt her heart melt as she responded, the world around them fading away, leaving just the two of them in a moment of pure, undeniable connection.