Close To Truth

Harry woke all at once—not surprising considering that a strong, thin hand was rubbing his cock through his boxers. He’d only bothered to drag off his jeans before collapsing into bed with Ginny, and they’d both been asleep in seconds. Apparently, Ginny had woken in quite a state.

Harry clenched his eyes closed—not that it mattered since the lights were off—as the hand wormed its way inside his boxers and squeezed lightly at the base of his shaft. He could hear Ginny’s labored breath, and sighed as the hand began stroking in an up-and-down motion; “Merlin, Ginny, that feels good…”

“Your fingers are so soft-!” Ginny’s voice replied, but cut itself off at the same instant Harry froze. He wasn’t doing anything to elicit that response! The hand stroking him, however, never halted what it was doing.

Harry scrambled back, snatching for his wand on the bedside table. “Lumos!” he shouted, and the room was brightly illuminated; Ginny was beside him, evidently having reacted just as he did. And kneeling right between them was- “Luna!”

“Hello,” Luna said pleasantly, drawing her hands back since Harry and Ginny had moved out of reach. “Isn’t that a nice way to be woken up? I’ve always thought so.”

Harry and Ginny exchanged gobsmacked looks. Luna was wearing nothing but a slim pair of see-through white knickers; her long, wispy blonde hair was draped down, covering her clearly unclothed breasts. Harry noticed Ginny’s flush, and realized she had been receiving the same treatment from Luna’s other hand, considering the dampness of her knickers.

When neither of them responded, Luna crawled forward and ran her tongue up Harry’s thigh, making him squeak. “Luna!” He gasped again.

“Luna, I don’t think you shouldn’t be doing that,” Ginny said.

“Why not?” Luna asked, looking genuinely surprised. “I know you’re interested, and Harry said he was. It should be obvious I am,” she added, placing her hand lightly over Harry’s cock again.

“George—”

“Oh, he’s fine with it,” Luna said offhandedly, cupping her other hand between Ginny’s legs and making her inhale sharply. “I did as Harry suggested and asked George if he’d mind my having sex with another girl and boy—”

Ginny gaped at Harry. “Harry suggested?” she repeated.

“Yes,” Luna confirmed, pulling Ginny’s shirt up to expose her small, dark nipples. “And George said it was a very hot idea, and that I should return with a good description, and if possible pictures. Unfortunately I didn’t think to locate a camera, but I’m sure I’ll be able to describe this well enough.” She took Ginny’s nipple between her thumb and forefinger and rolled it softly; Ginny bit her lip, hard, but didn’t pull away. “By the way,” Luna continued, “Thank you very much for protecting George. He’s already much better, I’ve just come from seeing him. The Healers think he’ll be fully awake by tomorrow morning.”

“That—” Harry groaned as Luna’s hand rubbed circles over him. “That’s— good-!” Luna decided to interpret that as referring to what she was doing to him, and pressed a bit harder.

“Luna,” Ginny asked, and clutched the hand that was still toying with her nipple. “Are you sure you want to do this?” she asked in spite of the evidence. “It won’t- make things weird for you with George?”

“Oh, not at all,” Luna assured her. “As I reminded Harry, George is quite a free spirit. And yes, I quite like both of you, and it’s been almost a full day since George and I last had sex; I’m getting a bit anxious. And of course, he won’t be capable of much for a few days, and I’m quite certain I’d never last that long.”

“You and George—every day?” Harry asked in shock.

“At least twice every day, yes,” Luna said. She leaned over to Harry and ran her teeth against the hardness under his boxers.

“Luna!” Harry squeaked; he scrambled back until he was standing, pressed back against the headboard. “Luna— er, can I talk to Ginny for a second?”

Ginny stared in surprise at Harry. “Of course,” Luna said, standing and walking dreamily over to the dresser to look at the pictures on top of it with all the appearance of genuine interest, as though she hadn’t just propositioned her two married friends.

Ginny got up on her knees and grabbed Harry’s shirt. “Harry, you have to be the only boy in the world who wants to talk when he gets the chance to shag two girls!” She hissed, sounding equally frustrated and amused.

“I’m your husband,” Harry said, clearly conflicted, “and I’m not going to do anything that could cause any problems between us, no matter how—er…”

Ginny grabbed Harry’s crotch, hard, making him grunt. “No matter how much you want it?” she demanded. “Harry, I told you I’ve been thinking about this for longer than I’ve been with you – hell, you know Luna was my first kiss! And you know Luna’s looking for a shag, not a relationship!”

“Are you sure about that?” Harry countered nervously. “I mean, you understand Luna better than I do…”

“Hey, Luna!” Ginny called across the room. “You’re just looking for a shag, right? Not any deep relationship?”

“Yes, of course,” Luna murmured vaguely, as though it were obvious. “You and Harry are married, I wouldn’t try to force a place in that. George will be quite enough of a relationship for me, once he realizes we have one.” She pointed to the drawing of Ginny that Ron had done when she was seven. “I’m glad you’ve kept this; it’s quite good.”

“There,” Ginny said to Harry. “One thing Luna is incapable of is lying! And you know very well that she was thinking about this long before George was hurt!” She tugged on Harry’s shirt and pulled him down close to her. “Harry, were you just playing that night in the conference room? Were you playing when Luna watched while we shagged? I wasn’t. I want this. I know you do.” She kissed him ferociously. “I will never love you less than I do. I’m giving you permission to do this; I’m asking you to give me yours.”

Harry stared in shock at Ginny for a long moment. Then he swallowed and nodded slightly. “All right,” he murmured.

“Luna?” Ginny said, and Luna looked up. “Harry’s stopped being a prat, so we can go on.”

“Oh good,” Luna said, walking back over to them.

Harry gave Ginny an indignant look, which she ignored. “Er…how do we…?” Harry began, but trailed off. What were the logistics of a situation like this?

Ginny rolled her eyes and jumped off the bed. She laced a hand behind Luna’s neck and pulled her close for a long, intimate kiss.

“That was nice,” Luna said when they finally pulled apart. “Your lips are still very soft. It’s been quite a while since we did that.”

“Well, we had boys distracting us,” Ginny said with a wicked grin. “You’ve gotten very good at kissing, Lu.”

“So have you. Did Harry teach you?”

Ginny snorted. “Hardly. But he’s all right at it. Why don’t you see for yourself?”

“All right.” Before Harry could say anything, Luna had jumped up onto the bed and drawn him in for a kiss. It was deep and enticing, and went on a long time. Luna only stopped when Harry’s entire body jerked dramatically. “What is it?” she asked, and then looked down and saw the reason for Harry's reaction. “Oh, I see.”

Ginny had pulled down Harry’s boxers, revealing his erection. She had found herself at the perfect height and was taking advantage of it, rolling her tongue around the tip while stroking him lightly. She smirked up at Luna’s expression, which was more full of lust than she had ever seen. “Luna, would you like a go?”

“Oh, yes,” Luna agreed quickly; she stepped down and her hand took the place of Ginny’s. Being slightly taller than Ginny, she had to bend over slightly to wrap her lips around Harry’s cock, and to both Harry’s and Ginny’s surprise, her lips kept going until they reached the base and her nose was being tickled by Harry’s pubic hair.

“Bloody hell-!” Harry exclaimed as his knees threatened to buckle and he grasped the frame of the four-poster bed.

As arousing as it was to watch Luna’s mouth teasing Harry into babbling idiocy, Ginny’s eyes were drawn to Luna’s bum; it was sticking out in the most amazing way, and the tiny knickers didn’t hide the amazing arse so much as frame it beautifully. Ginny walked around behind Luna, and a quiet groan escaped her as she saw that Luna’s knickers were as damp as her own. She could see everything through the see-through fabric, but it wasn’t good enough. Her gaze lifted up and saw Harry was watching her; she inclined her head towards Luna, begging for permission, and Harry managed to nod slightly before something Luna did made him clutch at her hair and groan.

Biting her lip to stop from groaning herself as the sight and sounds of Harry urging Luna on., Ginny dropped to her knees behind Luna, reached up and pulled the knickers down; Luna shifted slightly to make it easier, and Ginny’s heart rate accelerated violently when the scent of Luna’s arousal hit her. She ran a finger lightly over Luna’s sex, and Luna responded by pressing back as much as she could while still keeping her mouth on Harry.

Ginny got up on her knees, leaned in and kissed Luna’s quim. The response was immediate and very positive, so she did it again, and Luna made a little noise that was muffled by Harry’s cock. Ginny licked her lips and took in the odd, heady flavor of Luna— odd, but not unpleasant. Taking a deep breath (she was doing something she’d never tried before), Ginny ran her tongue lightly over Luna, and was rewarded when Luna moaned, losing her concentration and her grasp on Harry. That was all the incentive Ginny needed, and she began licking with more enthusiasm, varying the pressure and speed with which her tongue moved over Luna’s flesh. She found herself forced to wrap her arms around Luna’s hips to keep the other girl from thrashing away; Luna dropped her head and arms to the bed, and began moaning non-stop within moments.

Harry got down from the bed (a bit shakily) and circled around until he could see what Ginny was doing. For a moment Ginny thought he was going to stop her, but to her shock he leaned down and murmured in her ear; “You’re going to have to convince Luna to do to you what she did to me. I wonder if she used a modified version of the Tongue Lengthening Charm before coming in here.”

Ginny slid two fingers inside Luna all the way to the last knuckle, and turned her head to Harry. “I don’t think she did,” she said naughtily, working her fingers faster and faster. “Her tongue was that long when we practiced kissing three years ago.”

Anything Harry might have said in response died on his lips when Luna moaned and tried to shove herself back against Ginny’s hand. “Better finish what you started, Mrs. Potter,” Harry ordered, standing up straight and peering down at them. “And then deal with me!”

Ginny snapped off a cheeky salute, grasped Luna’s hip with her free hand, and returned to tormenting Luna with her mouth. That, combined with her fingers, undid Luna. The blonde girl howled into the sheets as she came, her hands clawing at the blankets. Harry had to force himself not to touch his erection, because he was certain he’d come instantly.

Ginny let go of Luna’s hip and Luna fell forward onto the bed, her legs splayed apart in a thoroughly exciting way. Ginny giggled a bit at Harry’s expression and stood up. “You liked watching me do that to her?” she asked innocently.

Harry grabbed Ginny and kissed her while tearing at her clothes. Ginny allowed him to get her undressed, but stopped him as he reached for her with obvious intent. “You’re forgetting our guest, Harry,” she said, pointing towards the bed.

Harry followed her gesture and saw that Luna had rolled onto her stomach and was watching them with a dreamy, satisfied air that was far too sensual to be legal. Her legs were dangling off the edge of the bed, and her wet, tormented sex was revealed and open. Seeing that she had Harry’s attention, she smiled at him. “I’m quite ready to go again, if you are.”

Harry swallowed. “Are you sure?”

“Definitely. Ginny’s just given me a wonderful orgasm; I’m hoping you can give me at least one more.”

Harry raised his eyebrows at Ginny, who grinned and nodded. “I told you I wanted to watch while you fucked Luna,” she whispered.

Ginny spun Harry to face Luna and pushed him forward; Luna spread her legs apart and Ginny steered Harry right between them. Ginny’s wand appeared in her hand, and she tapped it to Harry’s straining cock, muttering the anti-pregnancy Charm. “I must remember that Charm is necessary,” Luna commented vaguely; all her attention was fixed on Harry’s cock.

Ginny put her arms around Harry from behind; one crossed over his chest, and the other wrapped around his erection. “It’s okay,” she said quietly in his ear. “I’m going to enjoy this as much as you are.”

Harry nodded jerkily and leaned forward; he used his arms to support himself above Luna, looking down into her large, dreamy eyes. Luna lifted her legs and wrapped them around Harry so the heels of her feet pressed lightly but insistently into Ginny’s hips. Grinning like the cat that caught the Snitch, Ginny guided Harry inside Luna. Harry clenched his teeth as he pressed down, and Luna let out a hiss of breath as his cock spread up inside her. Ginny’s hand was still around the base of Harry’s cock, and she wiggled her fingers against Luna’s quim, causing her and Harry both to make sounds—Luna a sigh of pleasure, Harry a strangled gasp.

Harry withdrew slightly, and then pushed back in. Luna shifted her legs so they were only around Harry and urged him on, and he responded, quickening his pace. Ginny stepped back and then walked around the bed so she could have an unimpeded view.

Harry’s expression was fixed in deep concentration, as it often got when he was trying not to come too quickly. Luna looked composed, but her breath was growing shorter and shorter. Their bodies rocking together was the single most sexually lascivious, carnal thing Ginny had ever seen. Luna’s lips parted slightly—whether to say something or emit a pleasure-laden sound, Ginny didn’t know, but she leaned quickly down and kissed Luna again, pressing her tongue forward demandingly. Luna didn’t hesitate to respond in kind, burying her hand in Ginny’s hair to hold her close.

The bed was rocking with the force of Harry’s thrusts, and when the rocking quickened and Luna’s skilled tongue-work faltered, Ginny broke their kiss. Harry was beginning to pound into Luna, who was reacting by digging her heels encouragingly into his back and arching her hips up to meet his thrusts. Wanting desperately to be a part of the moment, and remembering what Harry had sad earlier, Ginny scrambled up onto the bed and maneuvered herself so that she was straddling Luna’s face. Luna immediately grasped Ginny to hold her still and ran her tongue quickly along Ginny’s quim before working it inside. Ginny threw her head back and clutched frantically at the post of the bed as Luna’s tongue immediately brought her within a breath of the breaking point. She then drew out her tongue and replaced it with three fingers, stretching Ginny wide as her tongue continued its assault on Ginny’s clit, her lips, her perineum…

Luna came first; she pulled Harry into her cunt as deep as he would go and clamped her legs around him, pushing herself off of the bed and onto him. Her arms tightened around Ginny and pulled her down too. Luna’s mouth closed around Ginny, lapping and sucking at her clit and working her fingers feverishly. Her fierce actions drove Harry and Ginny to come together. Harry groaned as his cock twitched and pulsed inside Luna, shooting into her, and Ginny went rigid for almost twenty seconds before falling forward with a half-cry, half-whimper and catching herself on Harry’s shoulders.

After a full minute of panting to get their breaths back, Harry withdrew from Luna with a shudder and he and Ginny fell sideways onto the bed. After taking a moment to collect herself, Luna rolled over and crawled up the bed. She went first to Harry, claiming his mouth and kissing him deeply; he kissed her back dazedly, still shocked that this had happened. Then Luna turned and kissed Ginny, who kissed her back enthusiastically.

Luna broke away from Ginny and clambered off the bed, and collected the clothes she’d left just inside the door before climbing into the bed in the first place. “Er- where are you going?” Harry asked tentatively.

“Back to my room to sleep a bit,” Luna answered, and there was no mistaking the fatigue in her voice. “I’m going to catch a few hours of sleep and then go back to the research on Sawol Immortalis, I think I’m close to something important. And I thought it might be best if the rest of the D.A. didn’t hear about this; for some reason people can act very funny about sex.” She finished donning her clothes and pulled her shoes on, not bothering to lace them up. Then she straightened, and smiled exhaustedly at Harry and Ginny. “Thank you both, I had a lovely time,” she said happily. Without waiting for a reply, apparently oblivious to the stunned looks that Harry and Ginny wore, Luna let herself out, shutting the door softly behind her.