Sexual Tension at Grimmauld Place

Chapter 1
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Okay, well he is my still-evolving story. It starts kinda’ slow, I’ll admit but I wanted to be able to write a few chapters before the end. As I go along, I’m continuing to edit the various other chapters as I find mistakes or awkward phrasing or just plain gibberish.

I love to read comments, and honestly don’t think I get enough. It's fun to put the characters through their motions; they are a bit augmented from the originals it terms of libido. Let me know how you like this effort.

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It was decided that after the events of the past few days it would be best if everyone were to sleep in one place from now on. There was no doubting that both couples would miss their making-out sessions and intimacy, but given the creepy nature of Grimmauld Place and the fact that there were still two death-eaters just outside in the street below, this arrangement had everyone more at ease. It was also easier in this way to post a watch for the night, just in case something else unusual happened or they received a message from home again.
The parlor, with its heavy carpeting, fireplace, and ample area for sleeping bags on the floor, provided the best option as far as any of the rooms went. It also had the advantage of two large windows that overlooked the street and offered the perfect vantage point to watch their watchers. Ron and Harry had started a fire earlier as the girls occupied themselves with dinner. They also rearranged some of the furniture including the one couch and several small tables to make more space for longer limbs and bulky blankets and pillows. Placing the old couch in the middle of the room had the effect of sectioning the room in two and also served as a useful screen for some semblance of privacy for the couples. This had been Harry's idea, though he wondered how much he and Ginny could get up to even with the couch to block a direct view as Ginny could be quite vocal when she got turned on. Maybe a blowjob was not out of the question, he hoped!
With Kreacher now providing fresh ingredients of cooking in between the tasks Harry had assigned he, dinners had vastly improved in the last few days. Even with the house elf out for the evening on his assigned task, Hermione and Ginny were able to whip up an admirable meal that soon had the boys running into the kitchen holding their stomachs. As they sat down, Ron and Hermione on on side of the table and Harry and Ginny on the other, they immediately dug into their food. Hermione took out her wand and sent a spell flying over to the pots and pan so they could get a head start cleaning so they wouldn't have to bother before going to sleep. As dinner progressed and Ron got up to serve dessert and another bottle of wine was opened, the mood was relaxed and easy. It was at the moment that the couple across from them had commenced to stuff their faces with dessert that Ginny took the opportunity to stuff her had down Harry's pants. See was, however, partially blocked in this attempt as Harry's hand was making a b-line for her crotch as well. Accommodating each other they were soon stimulating each other within mere feet of Ron and Hermione.
They quickly stopped there activities as Hermione looked up to notice they were eating much slower than either she or Ron. "Is everything okay. Oh, I new it was a bit strong on the vanilla extract."
Harry slowly extracted his finger from Ginny's war folds bringing it above the table and over his dish as Ginny looked from his face to his hand and appeared ready to drool, "no Hermy, it's perfect. You know I like how it tastes." As he said this he dipped the finger into the desert then slipped it into his mouth. "Ummm, see, absolutely perfect. You know I would eat whatever you girls put it front of me," continued Harry.
  Hermione smiled, relieved, "Thanks Harry, I'm glad you like it. Ginny and I worked very hard on it."
"Oh, yeah, I can really appreciate her contribution," Harry said slowly looking Ginny dead in the eye.
"Right, well, if your done loving the taste and don't want to have any move, you can give it to me," Ron piped up, as he had finished his portion some time ago.
"Fine, go ahead," offered Harry, as he handed over his remaining portion. "Ginny and I will split the rest of hers, unless you want to inhale that too while you're at it."
"Don't tempt me, mate," said Ron as both Harry and Ginny watched him dig into the section where Harry has used his finger from Ginny's cunt to lick off the frosting.
"Well, I'm going to get ready for bed. I'll leave the rest of the dishes to you, Hermione announced as he left her chair and headed up to her room to change.
"I'm right behind you, 'Minie, " yelled Ron, amazingly shoving the last bit of cake into his mouth and running off up the stairs, leaving Harry and Ginny alone.
"Well, either he's really against doing the dishes, or he's still trying to get some action with Hermione," observed Ginny.
"It'll be the second option, I'm sure ," chimed Harry. "As for you," he added quickly, wriggling his hand back into her pants, "what do you care about you brother's cock when you've got a nice fat one right here?"
"Ummm, keep doing THAT, and you'll see what I do with the nice big dick next to me." Ginny purred as see moved to unbutton her pants to allow Harry's hand better access, and Harry shorts to set his dick free. "You made me so horny at dinner tonight, you know!"
"I can feel how horny you are." Harry cooed, moving his finger in and out of her hole. "Do you think Ron enjoyed his "extra" desert, baby?" Harry said as he watched Ginny pull his cock free of his shorts and underwear then wrap a hand around the shaft.
"The only thing Ron cares about right now is stuffing his face with food and stuffing his dick down Hermione's throat. The question is did it turn you on, honey?" Ginny teased as she lower her mouth to Harry's exposed cock, extending her tongue to taste the drop of liquid just escaping the tip.
"Ungh," Harry moaned in pleasure, "watching my best friend eat a little bit of juice from his hot sister, what's not to like?" taunted Harry, as he started to buck his hips, and straining to insert another finger in Ginny' quim. "Besides, it not like Hermione is going to be serving him dessert any time soon. It was the least I could do for him."
Harry and Ginny's game of mutual masturbation was brought to an abrupt end as a female voice call from upstairs, "Hey, stop snogging and finish the dishes so we can get some sleep!"
"Shit!" croaked Harry as Ginny pulled off his dick and her warm mouth was replaced by the cool air of the kitchen.
"Shit is right," echoed Ginny as her hole was now missing Harry's ministrations. "I was getting close, and now I'm so horny I could explode!"
"Maybe washing dished will be therapeutic?" sighed Harry licking his fingers to savor the last of Ginny's juices for the night, then reluctantly stuffing his still-raging cock back in his pants.
"Therapeutic, my ass!" mocked Ginny as she re-buttoned her pants turning to the dishes still on the table, "Scorgify!"
"Let's go get ready for bed."
By the time Ron and Hermione came down Harry and Ginny were already changed into boxer and pajamas. "Hey did you two just change in the middle of the living room?" inquired Hermione with a look at the pair.
"Well, duh, we're dating, and besides we knew we could take our time with you and Won-Won upstairs," giggled Ginny. She had indeed noticed that her brother was sporting another hard-on, apparently left out to dry again by Hermione.
"Fine," she responded, a little flustered and flushed at the same time. "Let's just get some sleep. There's a ton to do tomorrow, and I need my energy for all the research that need to be done."
Harry and Ron exchanged looks as Harry shrugged his shoulders and wish everyone a good night before planting a chaste kiss on Ginny's lips.
A sliver of light was all that illuminated the parlor as Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Harry made themselves ready to go to sleep for the night. It was Ron's turn first on watch tonight, and an hour he found himself surrounded by light snoring which hardly echoed in the heavily carpeted room. Getting up to stretch a bit, Ron stopped to watch Hermione as she slept. He missed kissing her and being able to feel her body next to him as he slept, but there was nothing for it with Harry and his sister in the room he reasoned. It had been all he could do not to stare as she emerged from the bathroom in her usual nightie which was little more than a long tee-shirt, and which did little to hide her hard nipples beneath. Ron felt his dick twitch to life replaying the scene in his head. "Shit, now I've got a hard-on!" Of course there was little that Hermione would have been willing to do about that even if they had had the entire place to themselves. In fact, she was much more adept at leaving him in a constant state of arousal when her latest brainwave arrived and sent her flying off to the library. "She may have a sweet ass, but at least Pavarti put out." Ron snorted to himself, remembering the feeling of blowjobs passed. This, of course did nothing to soften his now raging hard-on, and he resolved to take care of himself as usual.
Walking first over to the window, on his way back to the bathroom, he parted the curtains slightly letting more light from the lantern outside stream into the room. Following the beam as it cut across Harry and Ginny asleep in the floor, Ron saw that the fire they had lit several hours ago had warmed the room enough for both to kick their respective blankets off to the side. Ginny was dressed in long green pajamas bottoms and a matching green tank-top than had bunched up slightly revealing the small of her back. Ron eyes also took special note that sleeping on her side had caused one breast to be almost totally uncovered as it seemed to strain against the soft material. "Shit," Ron thought to himself as his dick gave another jolt, "she's my sister for fuck's sake! If I wasn't so damned horny from Hermione, I wouldn't be getting a boner looking at my own sister." he thought, trying to convince himself it was true. Turning reluctantly away from his sister's chest, Ron was just about to look out the window to check on the death-eaters when he heard Harry breath heavily and move in his sleep. "Oh, shit!" Ron muttered into his hand as he saw the tip of Harry's dick poking out from one leg of his boxer shorts. It was getting progressively harder and longer, lifting the material with it and giving Ron a better view of his best friend's package. As Harry's head was facing Ginny he could not see Ron even if he were to wake up, so Ron took the opportunity to watch as Harry's dick became fully engorged with blood and lifted his boxers enough to reveal his ball sack as well.
"I wonder what he's dreaming about?" wondered Ron. "It better not be my sister!" he thought to himself, but at the same time his own dick was reveling in picturing Harry's hard dick pushing into Ginny, who he looked over at again. He could now see clearly, in the increased light as he held back the curtain farther, her hardened nipple just millimeters from the edge of her top. Then as if his will had commanded it, Ginny moved slightly and her breast gained its freedom and gave Ron a perfect view. Harry's cock was now twitching with his heartbeat which seemed to be extremely fast. Ron looked again at both Ginny's and Harry's face to make sure that they could not know he was watching. Ginny head was buried in a mess of three pillows that hid her face from him and Harry was still turned away. Ron breathed a sight of relief and then another one as he allowed his hand to stroke himself through his shorts. He knew he could not cum but he was not ready to be done ogling his sister's tit and Harry's massive cock either. His hand made its way into his pants as he gave his meat a good squeeze and a few quick jacks up and down.
Ginny was wide awake, still horny from her unfinished business at dinner, but afraid to peek out from the stack of pillows that she usually slept with on the hard floor. She had watched as Ron's legs had crossed the floor and made their way to the window, just outside of her view, presumably to check on the comings and goings outside, and the constant vigil of the death-eaters. It had been more than five minutes that the increased light in the room told her he was till watching something. What could be so interesting? Of course, the added light gave her a better view of Harry's mostly naked body sprawled out in front of her. She knew Ron could see her, but she didn't really care about her brother right now as she fantasized about running her hand down to touch the one part of Harry's body that was still covered. Even as she thought and stared at the place she longed to be, she saw Harry's penis twitch beneath his boxers, and start to get hard. "Oh, yes, that's it," she thought, "what are you dreaming about you dirty boy? Maybe about not cumming in my mount after dinner?"
Ginny and Ron were mesmerized by Harry's growing cock at the same time, though neither realized the other was watching. Ginny was instantly wet as the growing shaft came lose from its confinement and into open view. She could hardly stand it and finally risked a little friction between her legs under the auspices of moving to a more comfortable position. "Oh, shit, my boob!" she realized too late as the brief pleasure in her lions had resulted in her tit finally breaking as free from its confinement as Harry's manhood had just done. She imagined Ron staring at her unapprovingly in the light from outside and had a minute of panic where she almost pretended to move again just to cover herself. Then she realized that if she moved enough to cover her tit, she would also not be able to watch the show Harry's beautiful organ was putting on while he slept. She turned her thoughts instead to Harry's stiff prick and suddenly the image of her sucking that hard pole while Ron stood over them jacking off sent new waves of pleasure to her lower regions. "Was it wrong to picture Ron this way?" she wondered. "He had a nice hard cock, just like Harry, right. If he wanted to watch while she sucked Harry off in her month, then that would be fine with her. Maybe Hermione could watch to and learn a few things about pleasing a man," she decided.
With his hand moving steadily up and down on his dick, knew he could not risk standing there much longer. Certainly the light or the noise he was making would wake someone. Try as he might, however, he had to keep watching Ginny's tit moving in time with her breaths, and Harry's dick at it twitched and pulsed. He was surprised and a bit ashamed that Harry's manhood held as much interest for him as his sisters creamy skin. "It is pretty big though, and if it were Ginny's pussy that were sticking out she would certainly have my full attention, he reasoned, giving another wonderful tug on his meat. "And if it were Harry's cock actually plowing into Ginny's pussy I guess I would shoot my load right here!" he thought lewdly, stroking his cock harder and faster and his thoughts became a blur... "And if Hermione and I were fucking and Harry and Ginny were fucking next to us in the smell of each others musky sweat and sex...." as he stroked harder and faster. "And then Ginny could lick Hermione's twat as Harry fucked her hard and deep, and I would have my cock in Hermione's mouth and we'd both blow our loads together into her.....fuck!" Without realizing he had gone past the point of no return, Ron was surprised as his cock started pulsing and cum started to shoot into his hand and onto his shorts. He quickly stuffed his still-ejaculating dick into his shorts, let go of the drapes and moved quickly to the hallway and to the stairs that would take him to the bathroom to clean himself up.
Ginny couldn't tell the difference between her own pounding heart and the sound coming from across the room. Both were keeping a fast pace and she could imagine her older brother brother getting worked up watching her tit hanging lewdly from her shirt. "Maybe he's got his dick in his hand right now and is masturbating while watching me, and maybe he watching Harry's dick too!" The thought excited her so much she just had to risk a peak. Then suddenly, just as she decided to move, Ron gasped lightly and seemed to close the curtains and move away to the hallway at the same time. "That dirty fucker is going to go cum in the bathroom," she smiled to herself, a little disappointed she didn't get a look at his equipment as well.
Knowing that Ron would be back soon and she had no time to both wake Harry and bring them both to orgasm without waking Hermione, Ginny contented herself with her regained freedom to move. She immediately moved to within inches of Harry's cock and stared up his boxers at his hairy balls and ass. She inhaled deeply the smell of his sex as she quickly inserted two fingers into her soaking snatch. Oh, how she longed to lick that tempting pole just inches from her face, or lift her body run to run the juicy lips of her cunt over it's long hardness. Instead she gained a slight measure of control and only continued to work her box with her hand, as she inserted a third finger. With one last look at Harry, Ginny rolled onto her back and now curved her hand so in ground against her clit as her worked her fingers in and out. "Oh, fuck, that's it right there! Fuck, fuck..fuck..," she chanted in a whisper, imagining Harry's huge member pistoning in and out of her , dragging her pussy lips outward then mashing against her clit as he drove home.
Her face. screwed up in an internal scream as she came hard on her hand, jamming it into her hole one final time with all her strength. Then she was in a cloud of pleasure and contentment that only lifted slowly as she gently removed her fingers and lick her own juices. Positioning herself back under the covers just as her herd the bathroom door open above she closed her eyes for what would be a deep and contented sleep she knew. Then just before Ron had descended the final stairs, she quickly grabbed her tit and freed it again from her top, making sure it was still in plain view for Ron's pleasure. "He deserves it." she concluded.