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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,691
Reviews:
20
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0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Greater Darkness
Chapter Two
Once Percy and Tonks were free from view of the kitchen, she glanced over her shoulder impishly and reached for his hand. He allowed her to take it, the feeling of her cool skin against his sending another shock of that something through him. Their footsteps quickened after she led him away from what he was sure was a toilet, and finally they were back in the foyer.
“Wh—” he began, but was immediately shushed by her as she led him up the stairs. His eyes drifted downward to her fitted denim jeans as she swung her hips while walking up the stairs, and he felt the stirring in his nether regions surge anew.
This was getting ridiculous.
“Tonks—”
Having reached the landing, she whirled around to face him, her eyes blazing with a fire he hadn’t seen before.
“Percy, babes, if I were you I’d shut up right about now.”
Mutely he nodded, sighing inwardly as he obliged. She tugged on his hand once more and led him down the narrow, dark corridor until she reached a door that was indistinguishable from the rest. Glancing over her shoulder and behind him, presumably to make sure no one was following them, she pushed the door open slowly, careful not to make a sound. Percy tried to see what was behind the door, but all that came into his line of vision was black.
“Come on,” she whispered, pulling him across the threshold and into the dark room. He hethe the door close softly behind them and, confused, he tried to look down at her, but found himself instead staring into complete and utter darkness.
“Wh—” he began again, but this time instead of being silenced by a hiss, he felt her lips upon his and his voice fell flat. Caught up in the beginnings of a warm wet kiss, he felt himself being pushed up against something hard—the wall, he assumed, although he had no way of knowing for sure. Her hands ran up and down his chest as her lips crashed into his and her tongue massaged his own until Percy could no longer tell the difference between what was his and what was hers.
His hard-on was pressing roughly up against her hip and he knew she felt it just as keenly as he did. Her hands drifted to the row of buttons that kept his robes in place, undoing them one by one until he could shrug the robes off and step out of them without any difficulty.
Her soft breasts, covered in the thin fabric that was her Weird Sisters shirt, pressed up against his bare chest, making his cock jump. He hadn’t expected this—not then, not that day, not with his family only one floor away, clueless as to what was really happening in a dark room on the second story. In the time it had taken him to form that thought, Tonks’ shirt had managed to disappear and to his delight he found she, too, found no sense in wearing underwear.
Breathing heavily, he ran his hands over her hard nipples and nearly moaned with pleasure. Shagging Penelope had always been the same expected cuddling-before-kissing-before-slow-sex routine, and he found he rather enjoyed being pressed up against a wall by a woman with whom he had exchanged at the most a dozen words.
“Come on,” she murmured into his mouth, and she released him from the wall and led him to a large, knee-high, flat object he could only assume was the bed. She pushed him down upon the squishy mattress and, without hesitation, moved to remove his pants as quickly as she could. As a result, her hands once again brushed up against the fabric that covered his aching cock, and he moaned softly.
“Merlin,” he groaned, reaching up to fondle her left breast, teasing her hard nipple with his thumb as she finally managed to undo his pants. He lifted his hips obediently when she tugged, and after a moment he heard the springs squeak and the mattress pull him slightly to the left.
She had climbed into the mattress next to him.
“So,” she murmured seductively, and in the darkness Percy groped to find her naked body. Somewhere in all of the chaos, she had removed her pants. “How do you want me?”
“I don’t care,” Percy whispered, irrationally fearing being overheard. “As far as I’m concerned, I’ll have you any way you’re willing to go.”
Her laughter was low and throaty, and he felt the mattress shift once more. He could tell by the way the room suddenly seemed to be twenty degrees warmer that she was somewhere above him.
“How about this?” she whispered, much closer than he thought she was. He felt her hot lips brush his and he wondered how she knew exactly where he was.
Never mind that. All he was concerned about was the way she her hand had suddenly found his cock once more, and this time he could properly enjoy himself without having to worry about being caught.
“Fuck,” he swore before pressing his lips together and running his hand across her body until he found the apex of her thighs. He heard her wicked giggle as he dipped his fingertips into her wet folds, and her laugh immediately turned into a gasp when he ran his finger upwards to her clit.
“Bloody hell,” she murmured, making a fist around his erection. He gasped as her grip tightened, and for only a moment he pulled his hand away from her—
…and was given the shock of his life when she lowered herself onto him without even the slightest warning.
“You like that?” she gasped, her hands now clasping his shoulders.
“Mmm,” he mumbled, and she began to lift herself off of him, only to slam down once more, forcing his cock to plunge deeper into her tight, hot...
This, he decided, was one of the most amazing experiences of his life thus far.
A strange sense of desire to be in control washed over him at that moment, and without even thinking he clasped her hips in his hands and rolled over, forcing her underneath him. He heard a muffled gasp of pleasure emanate from her lips, but all he could think of was how their hips were now moving together as he pounded into her, as hard and as fast as he could manage. He had never, not in any of his times with Penelope, had sex like this.
And, to top it off, her squeaks and moans of pleasure told him she was enjoying it immensely.
He didn’t know how long it took for him to cum in her, his seed erupting within her without a shred of mercy. She cried out as she tightened around him, her orgasm making his all the more pleasurable. Her nails clawed at his shoulders and he felt a trickle of blood run down his back, but he didn’t care.
He had never had an orgasm like that, either.
Once Percy and Tonks were free from view of the kitchen, she glanced over her shoulder impishly and reached for his hand. He allowed her to take it, the feeling of her cool skin against his sending another shock of that something through him. Their footsteps quickened after she led him away from what he was sure was a toilet, and finally they were back in the foyer.
“Wh—” he began, but was immediately shushed by her as she led him up the stairs. His eyes drifted downward to her fitted denim jeans as she swung her hips while walking up the stairs, and he felt the stirring in his nether regions surge anew.
This was getting ridiculous.
“Tonks—”
Having reached the landing, she whirled around to face him, her eyes blazing with a fire he hadn’t seen before.
“Percy, babes, if I were you I’d shut up right about now.”
Mutely he nodded, sighing inwardly as he obliged. She tugged on his hand once more and led him down the narrow, dark corridor until she reached a door that was indistinguishable from the rest. Glancing over her shoulder and behind him, presumably to make sure no one was following them, she pushed the door open slowly, careful not to make a sound. Percy tried to see what was behind the door, but all that came into his line of vision was black.
“Come on,” she whispered, pulling him across the threshold and into the dark room. He hethe the door close softly behind them and, confused, he tried to look down at her, but found himself instead staring into complete and utter darkness.
“Wh—” he began again, but this time instead of being silenced by a hiss, he felt her lips upon his and his voice fell flat. Caught up in the beginnings of a warm wet kiss, he felt himself being pushed up against something hard—the wall, he assumed, although he had no way of knowing for sure. Her hands ran up and down his chest as her lips crashed into his and her tongue massaged his own until Percy could no longer tell the difference between what was his and what was hers.
His hard-on was pressing roughly up against her hip and he knew she felt it just as keenly as he did. Her hands drifted to the row of buttons that kept his robes in place, undoing them one by one until he could shrug the robes off and step out of them without any difficulty.
Her soft breasts, covered in the thin fabric that was her Weird Sisters shirt, pressed up against his bare chest, making his cock jump. He hadn’t expected this—not then, not that day, not with his family only one floor away, clueless as to what was really happening in a dark room on the second story. In the time it had taken him to form that thought, Tonks’ shirt had managed to disappear and to his delight he found she, too, found no sense in wearing underwear.
Breathing heavily, he ran his hands over her hard nipples and nearly moaned with pleasure. Shagging Penelope had always been the same expected cuddling-before-kissing-before-slow-sex routine, and he found he rather enjoyed being pressed up against a wall by a woman with whom he had exchanged at the most a dozen words.
“Come on,” she murmured into his mouth, and she released him from the wall and led him to a large, knee-high, flat object he could only assume was the bed. She pushed him down upon the squishy mattress and, without hesitation, moved to remove his pants as quickly as she could. As a result, her hands once again brushed up against the fabric that covered his aching cock, and he moaned softly.
“Merlin,” he groaned, reaching up to fondle her left breast, teasing her hard nipple with his thumb as she finally managed to undo his pants. He lifted his hips obediently when she tugged, and after a moment he heard the springs squeak and the mattress pull him slightly to the left.
She had climbed into the mattress next to him.
“So,” she murmured seductively, and in the darkness Percy groped to find her naked body. Somewhere in all of the chaos, she had removed her pants. “How do you want me?”
“I don’t care,” Percy whispered, irrationally fearing being overheard. “As far as I’m concerned, I’ll have you any way you’re willing to go.”
Her laughter was low and throaty, and he felt the mattress shift once more. He could tell by the way the room suddenly seemed to be twenty degrees warmer that she was somewhere above him.
“How about this?” she whispered, much closer than he thought she was. He felt her hot lips brush his and he wondered how she knew exactly where he was.
Never mind that. All he was concerned about was the way she her hand had suddenly found his cock once more, and this time he could properly enjoy himself without having to worry about being caught.
“Fuck,” he swore before pressing his lips together and running his hand across her body until he found the apex of her thighs. He heard her wicked giggle as he dipped his fingertips into her wet folds, and her laugh immediately turned into a gasp when he ran his finger upwards to her clit.
“Bloody hell,” she murmured, making a fist around his erection. He gasped as her grip tightened, and for only a moment he pulled his hand away from her—
…and was given the shock of his life when she lowered herself onto him without even the slightest warning.
“You like that?” she gasped, her hands now clasping his shoulders.
“Mmm,” he mumbled, and she began to lift herself off of him, only to slam down once more, forcing his cock to plunge deeper into her tight, hot...
This, he decided, was one of the most amazing experiences of his life thus far.
A strange sense of desire to be in control washed over him at that moment, and without even thinking he clasped her hips in his hands and rolled over, forcing her underneath him. He heard a muffled gasp of pleasure emanate from her lips, but all he could think of was how their hips were now moving together as he pounded into her, as hard and as fast as he could manage. He had never, not in any of his times with Penelope, had sex like this.
And, to top it off, her squeaks and moans of pleasure told him she was enjoying it immensely.
He didn’t know how long it took for him to cum in her, his seed erupting within her without a shred of mercy. She cried out as she tightened around him, her orgasm making his all the more pleasurable. Her nails clawed at his shoulders and he felt a trickle of blood run down his back, but he didn’t care.
He had never had an orgasm like that, either.