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Internal Frustrations
Internal Frustrations
Life returned to a somewhat normal state after Harry's return. Remus came out of hiding and was now joining Sirius on the Hogwarts staff as the new DADA professors and the Weasely family, or at least the grown children of Molly and Arthur, started to move out (much to Molly's chagrin). Indeed, Willow moved back to Hogwarts with Harry and James, albeit to enlarged quarters, and a new sense of freedom now that Voldemorts threat had been abated for the moment.
And so it was soon September and time for the students to come back to Hogwarts for another school year. In her quarters, Willow sighed deeply, rolling onto her stomach in the king size bed that she and Harry shared, trying to get back to sleep. It was only 7 AM, the Sunday before the students arrived and James was blessedly silent for what seemed like the first morning in ages.
Willow moaned audibly as sleep escaped her grasp. Apparently she was up and there was nothing to do to change this fact. With a sigh, she rolled over again and sat up, watching enviously as Harry continued to sleep next to her. She had apparently disturbed his rest momentarily however, because he rolled onto his back, the blankets slipping down to expose his upper body. This wasn't what drew Willow's attention though. No, it was the fascinating view of Harry's morning erection that made a smile cross her face. Harry had been neglectful of her lately due to his increasedk sck schedule, her writing of this years lesson plans and James, who seemed to instinctively sense when his parents needed a moment alone, generally demanding attention for himself at that time. Indeed, James was three weeks old now and, due to wizarding medical advancements, new mothers were able to have sex only a week after the birth, as opposed to the usual six weeks muggle couples had to wait for.
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Despite this fact, she and Harry had only been able to indulge in this act once since his return, and that was only because she had taken him lunch at work one day two weeks ago. Harry, frustrated as well, had taken advantage of their unexpected break from life and proceeded to lay her down on his desk and make love to her before she had left to pick up James from Minerva, who had been watching him for her.
Now, as Willow stared down at the tent his semi-erect penis made in the sheets, she took stock of the fact that, for the first time in 3 weeks, neither of them had anywhere to be and James was sound asleep in his crib.
Grinning wickedly, she lowered the sheet, Harry's revealed erection seemingly begging for attention. Still grinning, she snuck a peek at her husbands face. He was still sleeping. With this in mind and a mischievous look on her face, she lowered her mouth over him.
His cock hardened further as she moved down his length, drawing her tongue along the base and around the swelling head.
A moan left Harry's chest, his eyes snapping open. "Willow?" he groaned quietly. "What are you doing?"
"Baking a cake," she giggled, her mouth descending once more, swirling her tongue around his now impossibly hard penis. She continued with her ministrations, revelling at the sounds of pleasure emanating from Harry.
"Willow," he panted in warning after a few minutes; she was too good at this and if she didn't stop soon, he would be coming in her mouth VERY shortly.
"Hmmm?" she hummed in question, a twinkle in her eye as the vibration of the vocalized question caused Harry to shudder in near orgasm.
Willow giggled again at the agony in Harry's face as he tried to hold back his impending climax. This was fast. He didn't generally get to the brink this quickly. Obviously he was feeling as pent up as she was. With another mischievous look on her face, she swirled her tongue around the head again before settling directly onto his frenulum.
A terrific groan was rent from his throat as Willow hit that one spot designed to drive him insane with desire and he couldn't hold back anymore, cumming hard into his wife's mouth with a moan of satisfaction. Panting, he let himself go, slowly coming down from the intensity of the orgasm. He sensed rather than saw Willow looking down at him with a smirk.
"Feeling a little pent-up?" She smiled indulgently. "You've never thatthat fast before."
Harry grinned back at her, still breathing hard. "You have that effect on me, ESPECIALLY after 2 weeks of abstinence."
"Mmmm," Willow purred predatorily, crawling up Harry's body and lying on top of him. "Me too." She brought her mouth down to crush his and groaned softly, as he hungrily returned the kiss, rolling until he was on top of her.
Harry smirked into Willow's mouth. He wasn't ready to go again so soon after climaxing, but he certainly couetureturn the favour to his obviously wanting wife. The smirk grew into a grin as he moved his way down her body, dropping light kisses and arousing licks onto her breasts, stomach, hips, and finally, directly onto her clit.
Willow cried out in ecstasy as Harry's mouth finally hit the spot that needed it the most. She moaned softly as he backed off slightly and dropped more kisses, interspersed with a few more licks, and the occasional suck, onto her nether lips before moving back to her clitoris.
Oh my God. Willow thought, groaning as he licked the hood of her clit before dipping into her centre, his nose continuing to place much needed attention on her aching nub. Apparently there was something to be said for waiting. She couldn't remember the last time she had been so close to an orgasm she sensed was going to be huge so fast.
"Oh God Harry," she panted, "don't stop!" He looked up at her and grinned devilishly. He didn't intend to. Indeed, his tongue was now licking her clit in an excruciatingly slow manner, causing Willow's pleasure to build painfully fast, but not applying enough pressure to push her over the edge. His grin widened as she began to twitch beneath his mouth
She was shaking now with the intense anticipation of her orgasm. He wouldn't let her come though"¦.she whimpered in ecstasy as he applied slightly more pressure to her nub, but still not enough to make her cum. "Oh please!" sheed aed as the ache became too intense, her legs wrapping around his head and her fingers wrapping around the tendrils of his messy hair. With another mischievous grin, Harry ignored the pressure put on his head by her thighs and complied willingly, taking the throbbing clit between his lips and sucking.
"Holy shit!" Willow swore as the orgasm ripped through her body, her continuing moans spurred on as Harry continued to lightly suck on her clitoris, causing another orgasm to build up quickly and wash over her body.
"˜She has never come this hard before,' he thought smugly, wincing as she accidentally pulled his hair. With a sigh, he finally withdrew his mouth from her sensitive area, allowing her to come down from the orgasm.
Willow had never been this turned on after an orgasm. With a predatorial look at her husband (who had recovered nicely as exhibited by the prominent erection he was now sporting) she flipped him over onto his back, settling firmly on top of his stomach, not letting him enter her just yet. With a growl of lustful satisfaction, she leaned down to devour Harry's mouth.
Suddenly, the door to their bedroom opened.
"Willow? Harry? You weren't answering your door and"¦.ack!" Sirius cried, backing quickly out the door, Remus following him and slamming the door shut after taking a brief and unwanted look at the intimate position the two were in. This unfortunately, was the last straw for James, who had slept through his parent's moans of pleasure, but apparently was not about to sleep through doors slamming. He woke with a muffled cry, before it turned into a full-fledged scream of rage at being woken so abruptly.
Harry groaned in frustration from his place under Willow. They had both been craving this contact that was being denied them so often since his return- this time by his godfather and his son. Unfortunately, it looked like this would not be possible at the moment. Indeed, Harry was certain that instead of mind-blowing sex with his wife this morning, he would have to settle for fixing the problem himself, or a cold shower. Masturbation had lost the allure for him since he had met Willow though. It just didn't compare. He winced, thinking of the frustrating alternative of letting the erection die down on its own. He looked down at his engorged member and snorted in laughter. No amount of unattractive thoughts was going to cure his problem this morning. Cold shower it was then.
Willow sighed wearily, quickly getting up off of Harry and putting her bathrobe on before picking up the still screaming James. From her spot at the crib, she watched as Harry got up, his erection having subsided slightly but not completely, and went to the bathroom. Moments later, she heard the shower start and a muffled, shocked yell. She smiled slightly. Cold shower. Her loins still throbbed in remembrance of the near intercourse she and Harry had been denied and she winced. She would need a cold shower herself. With this in mind, she turned back to the baby in her arms. James was hungry, but his most pressing need was a wet diaper so, after changing him, she went out to the living room, reminding herself of the fact that Sirius and Remus had seen her breast feed before and it would be rude to leave them out there by themselves. Willow snorted humourlessly. Rude her ass. Rude was the way they had barged into her private quarters and interrupted what was shaping up to be a perfectly blissful Sunday morning. She would show them rude.
"Good morning Sirius, Remus," Willow said snidely as she sat down in her favourite overstuffed armchair, tucked her legs under her and settled James to her now bared breast, placing a throw blanket warmly overtop her body and James, thus cutting off the intimate view of her bosom that the two men would have otherwise gotten. "To what do we owe the pleasure of your company this morning?"
From their spot on the couch facing her, Remus and Sirius blushed deeply.
"Oh that's right!" Willow laughed humourlessly, not lifting her face from its place looking down at her son. "No pleasure was involved. Thanks to you that is." She paused before continuing in a frustrated voice. "Do you have any idea of the last time Harry and I had sex?"
No answer came from the pair on the couch at her rhetorical question, so she continued, letting them feel the full brunt of her anger at being denied the sexual fulfillment Harry had been about to give her. "Two weeks ago. I know that doesn't seem like a lot of time to you, but look at it from my perspective." She paused again. "He's been considered dead for the previous 7 months before that. So you two better have a goddamned good reason as to why you barged into our private quarters this early on a Sunday morning."
Remus cleared his throat awkwardly. "Where's Harry?"
"He's in the shower, why?" Willow asked, confused.
"He should probably be here for this." Sirius said, looking too worried for Willow to continue her negative feelings towards the man and his best friend. "It's about Voldemort. Someone brought him out of the Veil last night."
Life returned to a somewhat normal state after Harry's return. Remus came out of hiding and was now joining Sirius on the Hogwarts staff as the new DADA professors and the Weasely family, or at least the grown children of Molly and Arthur, started to move out (much to Molly's chagrin). Indeed, Willow moved back to Hogwarts with Harry and James, albeit to enlarged quarters, and a new sense of freedom now that Voldemorts threat had been abated for the moment.
And so it was soon September and time for the students to come back to Hogwarts for another school year. In her quarters, Willow sighed deeply, rolling onto her stomach in the king size bed that she and Harry shared, trying to get back to sleep. It was only 7 AM, the Sunday before the students arrived and James was blessedly silent for what seemed like the first morning in ages.
Willow moaned audibly as sleep escaped her grasp. Apparently she was up and there was nothing to do to change this fact. With a sigh, she rolled over again and sat up, watching enviously as Harry continued to sleep next to her. She had apparently disturbed his rest momentarily however, because he rolled onto his back, the blankets slipping down to expose his upper body. This wasn't what drew Willow's attention though. No, it was the fascinating view of Harry's morning erection that made a smile cross her face. Harry had been neglectful of her lately due to his increasedk sck schedule, her writing of this years lesson plans and James, who seemed to instinctively sense when his parents needed a moment alone, generally demanding attention for himself at that time. Indeed, James was three weeks old now and, due to wizarding medical advancements, new mothers were able to have sex only a week after the birth, as opposed to the usual six weeks muggle couples had to wait for.
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Despite this fact, she and Harry had only been able to indulge in this act once since his return, and that was only because she had taken him lunch at work one day two weeks ago. Harry, frustrated as well, had taken advantage of their unexpected break from life and proceeded to lay her down on his desk and make love to her before she had left to pick up James from Minerva, who had been watching him for her.
Now, as Willow stared down at the tent his semi-erect penis made in the sheets, she took stock of the fact that, for the first time in 3 weeks, neither of them had anywhere to be and James was sound asleep in his crib.
Grinning wickedly, she lowered the sheet, Harry's revealed erection seemingly begging for attention. Still grinning, she snuck a peek at her husbands face. He was still sleeping. With this in mind and a mischievous look on her face, she lowered her mouth over him.
His cock hardened further as she moved down his length, drawing her tongue along the base and around the swelling head.
A moan left Harry's chest, his eyes snapping open. "Willow?" he groaned quietly. "What are you doing?"
"Baking a cake," she giggled, her mouth descending once more, swirling her tongue around his now impossibly hard penis. She continued with her ministrations, revelling at the sounds of pleasure emanating from Harry.
"Willow," he panted in warning after a few minutes; she was too good at this and if she didn't stop soon, he would be coming in her mouth VERY shortly.
"Hmmm?" she hummed in question, a twinkle in her eye as the vibration of the vocalized question caused Harry to shudder in near orgasm.
Willow giggled again at the agony in Harry's face as he tried to hold back his impending climax. This was fast. He didn't generally get to the brink this quickly. Obviously he was feeling as pent up as she was. With another mischievous look on her face, she swirled her tongue around the head again before settling directly onto his frenulum.
A terrific groan was rent from his throat as Willow hit that one spot designed to drive him insane with desire and he couldn't hold back anymore, cumming hard into his wife's mouth with a moan of satisfaction. Panting, he let himself go, slowly coming down from the intensity of the orgasm. He sensed rather than saw Willow looking down at him with a smirk.
"Feeling a little pent-up?" She smiled indulgently. "You've never thatthat fast before."
Harry grinned back at her, still breathing hard. "You have that effect on me, ESPECIALLY after 2 weeks of abstinence."
"Mmmm," Willow purred predatorily, crawling up Harry's body and lying on top of him. "Me too." She brought her mouth down to crush his and groaned softly, as he hungrily returned the kiss, rolling until he was on top of her.
Harry smirked into Willow's mouth. He wasn't ready to go again so soon after climaxing, but he certainly couetureturn the favour to his obviously wanting wife. The smirk grew into a grin as he moved his way down her body, dropping light kisses and arousing licks onto her breasts, stomach, hips, and finally, directly onto her clit.
Willow cried out in ecstasy as Harry's mouth finally hit the spot that needed it the most. She moaned softly as he backed off slightly and dropped more kisses, interspersed with a few more licks, and the occasional suck, onto her nether lips before moving back to her clitoris.
Oh my God. Willow thought, groaning as he licked the hood of her clit before dipping into her centre, his nose continuing to place much needed attention on her aching nub. Apparently there was something to be said for waiting. She couldn't remember the last time she had been so close to an orgasm she sensed was going to be huge so fast.
"Oh God Harry," she panted, "don't stop!" He looked up at her and grinned devilishly. He didn't intend to. Indeed, his tongue was now licking her clit in an excruciatingly slow manner, causing Willow's pleasure to build painfully fast, but not applying enough pressure to push her over the edge. His grin widened as she began to twitch beneath his mouth
She was shaking now with the intense anticipation of her orgasm. He wouldn't let her come though"¦.she whimpered in ecstasy as he applied slightly more pressure to her nub, but still not enough to make her cum. "Oh please!" sheed aed as the ache became too intense, her legs wrapping around his head and her fingers wrapping around the tendrils of his messy hair. With another mischievous grin, Harry ignored the pressure put on his head by her thighs and complied willingly, taking the throbbing clit between his lips and sucking.
"Holy shit!" Willow swore as the orgasm ripped through her body, her continuing moans spurred on as Harry continued to lightly suck on her clitoris, causing another orgasm to build up quickly and wash over her body.
"˜She has never come this hard before,' he thought smugly, wincing as she accidentally pulled his hair. With a sigh, he finally withdrew his mouth from her sensitive area, allowing her to come down from the orgasm.
Willow had never been this turned on after an orgasm. With a predatorial look at her husband (who had recovered nicely as exhibited by the prominent erection he was now sporting) she flipped him over onto his back, settling firmly on top of his stomach, not letting him enter her just yet. With a growl of lustful satisfaction, she leaned down to devour Harry's mouth.
Suddenly, the door to their bedroom opened.
"Willow? Harry? You weren't answering your door and"¦.ack!" Sirius cried, backing quickly out the door, Remus following him and slamming the door shut after taking a brief and unwanted look at the intimate position the two were in. This unfortunately, was the last straw for James, who had slept through his parent's moans of pleasure, but apparently was not about to sleep through doors slamming. He woke with a muffled cry, before it turned into a full-fledged scream of rage at being woken so abruptly.
Harry groaned in frustration from his place under Willow. They had both been craving this contact that was being denied them so often since his return- this time by his godfather and his son. Unfortunately, it looked like this would not be possible at the moment. Indeed, Harry was certain that instead of mind-blowing sex with his wife this morning, he would have to settle for fixing the problem himself, or a cold shower. Masturbation had lost the allure for him since he had met Willow though. It just didn't compare. He winced, thinking of the frustrating alternative of letting the erection die down on its own. He looked down at his engorged member and snorted in laughter. No amount of unattractive thoughts was going to cure his problem this morning. Cold shower it was then.
Willow sighed wearily, quickly getting up off of Harry and putting her bathrobe on before picking up the still screaming James. From her spot at the crib, she watched as Harry got up, his erection having subsided slightly but not completely, and went to the bathroom. Moments later, she heard the shower start and a muffled, shocked yell. She smiled slightly. Cold shower. Her loins still throbbed in remembrance of the near intercourse she and Harry had been denied and she winced. She would need a cold shower herself. With this in mind, she turned back to the baby in her arms. James was hungry, but his most pressing need was a wet diaper so, after changing him, she went out to the living room, reminding herself of the fact that Sirius and Remus had seen her breast feed before and it would be rude to leave them out there by themselves. Willow snorted humourlessly. Rude her ass. Rude was the way they had barged into her private quarters and interrupted what was shaping up to be a perfectly blissful Sunday morning. She would show them rude.
"Good morning Sirius, Remus," Willow said snidely as she sat down in her favourite overstuffed armchair, tucked her legs under her and settled James to her now bared breast, placing a throw blanket warmly overtop her body and James, thus cutting off the intimate view of her bosom that the two men would have otherwise gotten. "To what do we owe the pleasure of your company this morning?"
From their spot on the couch facing her, Remus and Sirius blushed deeply.
"Oh that's right!" Willow laughed humourlessly, not lifting her face from its place looking down at her son. "No pleasure was involved. Thanks to you that is." She paused before continuing in a frustrated voice. "Do you have any idea of the last time Harry and I had sex?"
No answer came from the pair on the couch at her rhetorical question, so she continued, letting them feel the full brunt of her anger at being denied the sexual fulfillment Harry had been about to give her. "Two weeks ago. I know that doesn't seem like a lot of time to you, but look at it from my perspective." She paused again. "He's been considered dead for the previous 7 months before that. So you two better have a goddamned good reason as to why you barged into our private quarters this early on a Sunday morning."
Remus cleared his throat awkwardly. "Where's Harry?"
"He's in the shower, why?" Willow asked, confused.
"He should probably be here for this." Sirius said, looking too worried for Willow to continue her negative feelings towards the man and his best friend. "It's about Voldemort. Someone brought him out of the Veil last night."