Decisions. Decisions.

Decisions.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Decisions.

Harry was in a predicament. 
One he had been in numerous times before.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  One that never got old.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  One that he still, after several years of
being together, couldn’t readily make a choice between.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>   

Erection hot, hard, heavy, dripping and waiting, he stroked
himself as he considered his options.

There she lay, lovely and sweet.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Her head back with her eyes closed.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Her bottom lip devoured by her teeth.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Her moans of pleasure and need rumbling
through her pale column.  Her legs delicately
spread.  Every detail of her pussy was
visible to the hero, as if he didn’t know it like the back of his stroking
hand.  Two of her Quaffle-catching
fingers dipped into her wet cunt, then slinked up to play with her rosy red
clit that lay between her short fire-red hairs. 
Ginny’s lower lips were swollen and plump, giving her tiny palm cushion
as it rested on the them to finger herself. 
Her other hand took turns pinching and pulling her harden nipples before
thrusting itself into her head of hair in frustration as she waited for Harry
to make his decision.

One quick slide to the left on their king-size bed and Harry
could replace those fingers, capture one of the pert tips in his teeth, and
pull those crimson tresses on her head as he fucked her senseless.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  The tone legs of his athlete would wrap
around his back as he’d ride her body harder then she’d ever rode her broom in
a match.  Her sweet lips would spew
filthy demands that would make Harry’s sac tighten as it slapped against her
perineum in his lust-filled frenzy. 

His dick twitched in his hand, knowing the feeling all to
well, having experienced it countless times over the years.

Decisions.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Decisions.

There he lay, hot and tantalizing.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  His blonde head back and his gorgeous gray
eyes shut tight.  His aristocratic
features contorted in pleasure, anticipation and utter impatience.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  His luscious lips were parted, displaying
clenched teeth that barely allowed the needy moans to escape through them.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>   His long legs lay spread as well.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>    A weeping
cock, flushed and swollen, was being pulled and teased in time with Harry’s
strokes of his own penis.  The angry pink
of Draco’s erection against his ethereally pale body was so breathtaking, a
whimper of need escaped the Gryffindor before he realized it.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  One, then two, now three fingers, more
delicate then the Quaffle-catcher’s, were pushing their way into a gloriously
tight sphincter, preparing itself for it’s watcher.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  The scent of the almond oil that massaged the
passage filled Harry’s lungs and hardened his erection even more so, if
possible. 

But it was the indescribable beauty in the vulnerability of
his former enemy - now lover – that always sent a different wave of desire
through his body, no matter how many years they had been together.

With one swift move to the right on their bed, Harry could
lift those pale limbs over his shoulders and bury his dick deep within his
Slytherin lover.  He’d pound the tight
hole mercilessly until Draco screamed out Harry’s name and declared his ass to
be solely his.  The blonde would writher
and thrust back against the Auror until his cock erupted on its own with
delicious ropes of semen splaying unashamedly across his chest, chin and
lips.  And Harry would gladly take his
time licking Draco clean.

Of course he’d have to share the pureblood’s spunk with the lovely
redhead mere inches away.

That was another option. 
At his command, the two naked, yearning, moaning entities of Harry’s
desire would gladly fuck each other for him to watch.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Draco would sit up on his knees, while Ginny
clawed her way to and up his body.  He
would hear gentle whispers of love between them before growling demands of
sexual satisfaction ripped from their throats. 
Harry could see the pale, delicate fingers of his lover grasping his other
lover hips and slamming her harshly onto his erection.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  The redhead would dig her nails into the
blonde’s hair and lightly muscular shoulder. 
While the blonde would suck her strawberry red nipples and quickly
bounce her tight pussy up and down his pink cock…

Harry grabbed his knee, lowered his head and tightened his
hand around the tip of his penis before taking a much needed breath.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He had nearly ejaculated on his waiting
lovers as memories of Draco and Ginny’s lovemaking overtook him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Especially those memories that ended with
them yanking him in to play…

Decisions.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Deci –

Harry had made his decision.

**************************The End*********************

A/N:  This was suppose to be
apart of a series I had in my head a few years ago that I never wrote.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Maybe now I will, though I’ve royally F* up
because this part was suppose be in the middle! 
Well, if I do decide to do this series, it will be drabbles and maybe
I’ll organize them.