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Ron finds himself in an uncomfortable situation when Pansy makes him an offer he can't quite refuse.
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- Part 1 of The Seven Deadly Sins
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Envy by Ely_Baby
Part 1 of The Seven Deadly SinsSeries Information:
ID: 52800
Words: 54,160 | Works: 5 | Complete: No | Bookmarks: 21
Description:Now it is a needful thing to tell which are the mortal sins, that is to say, the principal sins; they are all leashed together, but are different in their ways; the root of these seven sins is pride, which is the general root of all evils; for from this root spring certain branches, as anger, envy, acedia or sloth, avarice, gluttony, and lechery. -- Geoffrey Chaucer, The Canterbury Tales
Published: 2013-08-04
Work ID: 911780Relationship Tags:
• Pansy Parkinson/Ron Weasley
• Hermione Granger/Ron WeasleyWork Summary:
Ron finds himself in an uncomfortable situation when Pansy makes him an offer he can't quite refuse.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/06/14
Romione / Ronsy smut
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She looked at him from the green satin armchair next to the window. His handsome body was hit by the faintest rays of the moonlight, but she didn’t need her eyes to see him through the dark. She knew where his muscles and his bones were; she knew where he liked to be touched when they had sex; she knew what made him moan. Above all she knew what made him come, spilling his hot seed inside of her.
What Pansy Parkinson didn’t know was how to moan and come herself. She’d had sex with Draco Malfoy for too long to be turned on by his rude and rough hands which touched her body without much grace, claiming every inch of her flesh as if it was his property. She screamed, oh yes, she screamed a lot; but never from pleasure. Sometimes, when he bit her bony hips a bit too eagerly, her eyes had filled with tears that threatened to stream down her cheeks and ruin her perfect make up. Like that first time he had taken her. Like that moment that he had taken her virginity.
The blond Slytherin wasn’t gentle; taking her wherever he wanted and whenever he felt like it. An empty classroom, the Slytherin common room, the dungeons, the corridors, the Room of Requirement. Every place was perfect if the wicked boy wanted to get some sex, and every moment was simply perfect to him, even if she had to go to class or if she had her period. She felt she couldn’t complain about anything, like her body seemed to be made only for giving him pleasure.
Pansy shivered and looked out of the window, to the starry night sky. At the beginning it hadn’t been like that, had it? She couldn’t remember. She was so used to having a possessive and rude Draco at her side that she couldn’t recall if he had ever been gentle to her. How had he stolen her heart? He was rich and handsome, and so she didn’t need much to fall for him. She thought that love was not important, she thought that all she needed was to be touched by him, to feel his hands and his lips on her naked body, to be filled by him.
She was wrong. Oh! How badly she was wrong! Now she wanted all the kisses and hugs and caresses that she thought she didn’t need. She felt like she could die if Draco turned on his back another time after they had sex, panting and smiling and obstinately looking away. It was as if he didn’t care that her beautiful, petite body was next to him between his wet sheets. As if he became numb all of a sudden to her graces, and all he wanted was to sleep, and snore, and never turn to smile at her.
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Pansy’s breath was still coming out in short puffs when Ron threw himself on her for the umpteenth time. His hands on her small breasts, his mouth on hers. He massaged her nipples with his right hand, and with his left he traced the corners of her body. He reached down between her legs and she moaned again, fire building once more inside of her.“Please,” she groaned into his mouth.
Ron backed his head a little. “What?” he asked, kissing her jaw. “I didn’t know-” He kissed her collarbone. “-that I would ever hear-” He pushed her breasts up, just like he used to do with Hermione. “-Pansy Parkinson plead.” He kissed her breasts.
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“I swear,” said Pansy. She picked up her buttons again and placed them next to the shirt, whispering a repairing spell. “I wouldn’t want to let anyone know, anyway,” she added icily.Ron put his shirt back on. “Great,” he answered curtly. “Me neither.”
Pansy rolled her skirt back down and put her shirt on over her bra, caringly making it slide under her tie. Then, as she fastened the last of her buttons, another one of her trilling laughs reached Ron’s ears and captured his attention.
“What?” he asked, knotting his tie.
“I’m delighted,” she answered, putting on her shoes, “can’t I laugh?”
Now was Ron’s turn to smirk. “Is sex with Malfoy so bad?” he asked mischievously.
Pansy’s face become serious all of a sudden. She seemed like a waxwork statue. Her delight evidently gone. “I’m not pleased because you can satisfy me and Draco can't. Sex with Draco is perfect,” she lied. “I’m pleased because yesterday I was jealous of Hermione Granger, but now I don’t envy her anymore.”
Ron took a deep breath, his blue eyes became almost black. “Why?” he asked coldly.
“Because I’ve had her boyfriend too. Even if I thought that he was perfect, I’d discovered that I was wrong,” she purred.
Ron glared at her, his face dark.
“Oh, don’t worry,” she said, “you were great tonight.”
“Then what is it?” he asked impatiently.
“You betrayed her,” she purred, “you’re not perfect.”
Pansy Parkinson turned on her heels and walked away.She was smiling contently to herself as she left Ron behind. She was sure that the morning after, he wouldn’t be able to look his girlfriend in the eyes. Now she didn’t envy Hermione Granger anymore.
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