Coming Home

Disclaimer: The characters are JKRowlings. I\'m just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: A pretty fluffy fic. of Harry and Ginny\'s nightime reunion. please enjoy :o)

There she was. Curled up in their moonlit bed, her long red hair spread out around her head, sleeping peacefully. Harry smiled and crept quietly over to the bed, dropping his suitcase and undressing, before slipping in between the clean bed sheets. Moving over, Harry pulled his wife gently into his arms so her back was pressed against his warm chest. She moaned in her sleep and turned, rubbing her nose into the crevice formed by his throat and collarbone.

Harry grinned and kissed her hair lightly while gently stroking her back. Ginny’s eyes fluttered open and rested sleepily on the man in front of her. It took a few moments for realization to set in, and then the corner of her mouth turned up and she pulled Harry’s head down so his lips met hers. At first, their lips gently grazed each other, teasing and soft. Harry lightly sucked on her bottom lip until they parted and the kiss deepened until Ginny was left panting. Propping himself up on an elbow, Harry caressed her face tenderly and kissed her nose. She smiled and ran her hands over his strong shoulders and Quidditch-toned arms.

Kissing her again, Harry pulled her over so she was now lying on top of him and gently stroked her back as her fingers buried themselves in his thick hair. Harry savoured her taste and the amazing feeling of her soft lips pressing into his own. He ran his hands down her back and onto her bum, pushing her against him. They lay in that position for a long while, Ginny’s head resting against his warm chest, her toes touching his shins, and his arms wrapped tightly around her. She smiled to herself as she rose up and down with each deep breath he took until she couldn’t stand it anymore and sat backwards, her legs coming down either side of his body. Gently tracing the muscles on his chest she lent forward and kissed his nipple.

Harry let out a deep breath, and in one swift movement, he was lying on top of her, their lips, once again, pressed together. His hands glided over her stomach, gently tracing up her sides and then coming to rest at the soft curves of her breasts.

He ran his thumb around the outside then leaned down and kissed the soft skin before taking her nipple in his mouth and softly sucking on it. She moaned and ran her fingers once again through his dark hair. Ginny barely noticed his other hand creep down her thigh as he worked wonders with his mouth.

Then his hand was between her legs, pushing her thighs gently apart. She complied happily, letting his fingers work their way in between her folds and then softly rub her clit with his thumb. Ginny let out a shuddering cry, and Harry lifted his head, looked at her, then kissed his way down between her breasts and down her stomach, his thumb still working unbearably slowly.

Then his lips, kissing her softly right on her clit, replaced his thumb. Again, he opened his lips, gently sucking on her swollen nub, until she cried out again and dug her fingers painfully through his hair. He sat up and grinned playfully at her, then licked his lips, his eyes never leaving hers.

The covers had been pushed back to the bottom of the bed and Harry was free to look down at the small redhead, lying in frustration in front of him, her legs spread open, waiting for her sweet release. Harry crawled back up her and kissed her lips. She could taste herself on him, the sweet, salty taste of sex and desire. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and kissed him fiercely, accidentally biting down on his lip as he pushed himself into her.

She whimpered as Harry leant forwards, levelling his face with hers and consequently pushing himself even deeper into her. Her hands found the small of his back and pulled him even closer, this time causing Harry to let out a deep moan. They began to move their hips in rhythm, then he placed a hand under her thigh and pushed her left leg upwards so he could hit the spot she wanted, needed, him to hit.

Her head came up as her body began to convulse. “I…love you,” she murmured in between her gasping breaths. His reply was to gasp as their bodies convulsed at the same time. Ginny let her head fall back, her mouth open, as her walls clenched around him, unable to control her trembling muscles.

Harry carefully slipped himself out of her, and lay down beside her, taking her in shaking arms, and pulling her close against him. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered, his breathing still heavy. Ginny pressed herself against his sweaty body and kissed his chest. “I love you,” Harry murmured, massaging the back of her neck gently as they fell into a peaceful sleep.