You Promised It Would Be Forever - Edit

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Chapter 46 ~ Finishing

Percival wrapped his arms around the witch and kissed her passionately as he moved within her, tenderly kissing her temples, her forehead, her eyelids, her cheeks, before falling to her lips and possessing them hungrily, seeking out her tongue and tasting every part of her mouth he could reach. The wizard desperately wanted Ginny to know this meant more to him than just sex.

Percival had a way of making love that Ginny had never experienced with a wizard, his stroke was rather circular, his hips rotating strongly as he penetrated her, then twisting his pelvis right and left when he hit bottom, caressing and stretching every part of her, while stimulating her clit, making the best use of his curvature. Ginny tightened her legs around him, lost to the sweetness of the wizard's passionate possession.

The wizard didn't jerk her body, he rocked it back and forth, side to side rhythmically, moving fluidly, groaning with pleasure as he slid in and out of her, lost to her softness and her acceptance of him. Percival fell to Ginny throat and breasts, kissing, suckling and licking the witch as he fucked her, his green eyes burning with passion as she strained against him, listening to her soft cries and hisses, concentrating on how her voice changed with his movements and what motion seemed to please her most. He couldn't remember any witch sounding more beautiful when he took her than Ginny.

Percival loved the witch's muted responses. They egged him on more than any piercing cry ever could. Whatever sound she made, there was reason for it. And he gave her reason after reason as he bore into her body, claiming every part of her tenderly, hungrily, his mouth moving across her skin. She smelled crisp, clean, of nothing but a lightly floral-scented soap. No heavy, cloying expensive perfumes to burn his nose, hide her scent or sting his tongue. She smelled and tasted like a witch should smell and taste. Real. She was starting to perspire now, and he could taste the salt of her sweat flavoring her, stimulating him more. He slid back to her throat, pressing his lips to her ear.

"You are making me mad, Ginny Weasley," he whispered to her. "Not only your body, but everything about you. You have to be mine…for always. I want to do this to you always. Say you'll marry me, and bear my children, give me a family as wonderful and close as your own, and I will give anything, do anything for you. Please, Ginny. Please love me."

Overcome with emotion, Percival began to drive into the witch, lifting himself on his arms and burying himself deeper and harder inside her, still with that delicious motion that drove the witch wild. He stared down at her, watching her as she groaned, her brown eyes flying open, full of passion, locking on him, her mouth slackening as he brought her close.

"I see you rising, Ginny Weasley," he breathed as sweat dripped off of his thrusting, rotating body, his hips swiveling as he rode her strongly, working her body, gazing down and watching his cock bury itself in that beautiful red bush, pressing his pelvis against her and whirling.

"My gods, Percival," the witch whispered as she began to shudder, a guttural moan of pleasure flowing from her lips as she came, her legs loosening as bliss washed over her, Percival hissing as she clamped down on him, bathing his cock in her liquid heat.

"You sweet beautiful witch," he groaned, riding out her orgasm and watching her face contort with pleasure as she hit the pinnacle, "I can never go back now that I've experienced you. You've ruined me, Ginny. I'll never find satisfaction beyond you now. Never."

Percival kissed her passionately again, before pulling out of her and falling to the side, positioning himself behind her and rolling the still orgasming witch to the side. He pressed close to her, lifting up her leg and entering her from behind, slipping one hand around her waist to caress her breasts as he fucked her, kissing her neck and shoulders. Now he had more of a straight stroke, thrusting into her faster and faster as she tried to come down, lifting her back up. The wizard began to work her leg back and forth, lowering it to tighten her pussy's grip on his cock, raising it to stroke her deeper, tweaking and fondling first one breast then the other.

Ginny began to tremble again and he started fucking her harder as he felt her pulsing around him increase.

"Percival," she called his name brokenly, but in a hungry way that let him know she wanted him to answer her.

"Yes, Ginny?" he groaned at her, pistoning into her body now, working the curve of his cock for all he was worth. He pressed his lips between her shoulder blades, planting small kisses on her back.

"You really can fuck," Ginny gasped as she flipped over the edge again, her eyes rolling up into her head.

Percival smiled against her skin as he felt the witch gush over him, letting out a low hoarse cry as she did so. He tightened his arm around her waist for a moment, and again, rode out her climax, biting his lip as he fought back the urge to release with her. He stopped for a moment, unable to move. If he did, he would explode. Ginny's pussy was contracting around his cock, squeezing it so tightly, Percival thought his balls might pop off. With a gasp he pulled out of the witch and clutched the head of his cock tightly, willing the urge to come to go away.

"Percival?" Ginny gasped, feeling him leave her. He kissed her throat.

"I'm here. I'm right here," he said, fairly sighing with relief as the sensation passed.

The wizard rose to his knees and gently urged Ginny to rise to all fours.

He moved behind her and grasped her waist, ramming into the witch with some power and rolling his hips strongly, making her let out a choked gasp.

"Oh gods," Percival groaned as he looked down at his cock pumping in and out between her soft, plump cheeks, glistening, streaks of her creamy come visible.

He caressed her ass lovingly, then slid his hands back to her waist, pulling the witch into his stroke, which had returned to the circular motion, his loins winding round and round against her buttocks. Ginny let out a soft string of almost unintelligible words, but the wizard did catch a couple of obscenities, which made him fuck her harder and rougher, but not brutally.

"So…fucking…beautiful," he gasped, slamming and lifting, rolling and plunging into Ginny. She was so wet from coming that he could hear his cock squishing and sucking through her sleeve. She was tight and slippery and felt so damn good. This was it, he couldn't hold back any longer. Percival bent over Ginny and possessively wrapped one arm around her waist and the other around her throat as he hunched into her uncontrollably, his eyes rolling up in his head, sweat rolling off his back.

"Shit! Percival," Ginny gasped, then she was gone again, her forearms dropping and her head hitting the pillows, Percival unwrapping his arm from around her neck and catching himself just in time, not missing a single, gyrating stroke. He corkscrewed into the orgasming witch, his balls drawing up, his neck tightening, veins popping out from his efforts.

"Arrrrrrgh! Ginny!" he groaned, gasping the witch's name as his release ripped through him.

Percival slammed into Ginny, flooding her body with his seed, hoping she didn't have a contraceptive patch on as he spilled inside her, shuddering as he pressed his lips against her ear and once again begged her to say yes to him, passion dripping from his lips.

"Marry me, Ginny Weasley, you stubborn witch you," he demanded as he pulsed inside her, his warm breath flitting across her ear as he panted, "No wizard will ever love you more or make you happier than I will."

Ginny heard his words as if from a great distance…she was coming down from her third orgasm. The witch had never had three in a single encounter before. Percival could make her have multiple orgasms. Gods, she loved the way he fucked. She loved everything about the wizard except his position in society.

Still dazed, she felt Percival's pulsing slow, then his release end. His lips were moving all over her back and shoulders, and he caressed her tenderly before he withdrew and fell heavily to the bed, pulling her down with him, nestling her back against his chest. Ginny could feel his heart pounding against her spine, and brought her hand to her own heart, feeling it racing as well. Suddenly her hand was covered with his.

"Two hearts beating as one," Percival said softly, pulling her tighter against him. "I believe that is one of the definitions of Love, isn't it?"

Ginny smiled. Percival was not a wizard to give up. Now that she had experienced him she knew she was destined to stay in his bed. He was as wonderful between the sheets as outside of them. She tried to imagine him not in her life…and couldn't.

"I think I love you, Lord Percival Hornswallow the 2nd. But I'm not crazy about the way 'Ginny Hornswallow' sounds," she said softly.

Suddenly she found herself flipped over and facing the wizard as he stared at her intensely, his fingers gripping her shoulders firmly.

"Did you just say you loved me?" Percival asked her, his green eyes locked to her mouth.

Ginny looked at him evenly. Then she scowled slightly

"Yes. I also said I'm not crazy about the way the name 'Ginny Hornswallow' sounds," she reiterated.

Percival stared at her, his eyes a bit wild. She said she loved him.

Ginny sighed.

"But I'll get used to it, I guess," the witch said, smiling at him.

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A/N: Awwwww. Wow, Percival's no Severus, but he seems pretty good anyway. Ginny's certainly stuck on him. Multiple orgasms will definitely work. Work those hips, wizard! Lol. Well, Percival's got his happy ending, as requested. Epilogue to follow. Please review.