"Then this is nothing but a normal occurrence between a man and…" Harry nestled his face between her ear and her neck and kissed there before uttering his last word. "...his woman."
Harry once again plucked Narcissa's ripe red lips with his own, while both his hands continued to knead the cloud-like breasts. Between her spread legs, he grounded his cock, rubbing it back and forth.
Having come to terms with his deeper dark desires already, Harry openly claimed and accepted this curvaceous ripe woman underneath him. Her aromatic scent filled his mouth with lustful sweetness, still yearning for a sign of acceptance from her.
Their breaths drowned into each other. Harry slipped his twisting tongue between her red lips and coiled with hers. A few tugs and her responses returned, aiding his exploration and following him back to taste him as well.
"Um…" Narcissa breathed audibly and moved her arms suddenly. One found its way to Harry's naked back, caressing it all over, while the other hand spread over Harry's dark hair and combed through it. Her core soon responded to Harry's grounding, dry humping as her legs arose and clamped around Harry's hips.
She had accepted him as her partner for that night.
Welcome to the family, Narcissa.
The continuous dry humping and kissing went on for long minutes, both of them slowly drowning in pleasure. Their minds went empty eventually and both welcomed the lust. Harry kissed her neck and continued to go down. Her silk nightgown was coming in the way, so he pulled it further up.
Narcissa herself aided by lifting her back, then shoulders, and finally her head, letting Harry take it all off. She felt a tinge of shame at the nakedness as the young man stared down at her body. But once she saw him frozen, giving her a heated lustful glance, she felt her pride blooming.
Despite her age, she had caught Harry Potter's eyes.
"Hmm…" Harry hummed and spread both his palms on her soft as tofu swells, fingers spread, sinking into her. Her tight, pebble-like nipples got caught between his fingers. He kept pinching them there, squeezing her breasts until he saw Narcissa tremble in ticklish arousal.
Harry wondered what she would think if she found out about Draco.
Although she was bound to him by the Unbreakable Vow, and if he were to order her to kneel and drown his cock in her throat she'd have to. But he didn't want that. Until the life inside her is born, Draco must remain in Azkaban.
"No need for these," Harry said and with one hand pushed down her white panties while remaining on top of her, only lowering himself enough to take her gorgeous breasts between his lips.
As soon as he successfully pushed her panties from her legs, he did the same for his own underwear and threw it away. Finally, both of them lay completely naked, Harry atop her, his bulging cock slapping against her sopping pussy.
"Oh!" Narcissa inhaled deeply, her belly sinking when Harry's length gently spread her and drove in.
Unlike the last time, she felt Harry paying more attention to her. His slow, tender thrust felt too sensitive, a lovely misery that made her fingers claw over his back. He filled her, delved into her tight walls, and made home, hilt deep.
Harry stopped at that point and relaxed on her breasts. His face hovered above hers, the tip of their noses almost touching. Supported by one elbow, his other hand caressed her face, moving away the locks of hair. "You don't mind this, do you?"
Narcissa's jaw tightened and her blue eyes looked away. Yet, she didn't refuse straight away. In silence, she took deep breaths, trying to ignore the thick shaft stretching her inside.
Harry was patient with her. He knew it was impossible to win her in a romantic way, nor did he want to. But he wanted her to accept him, their lust, their heat, and above all, show a willingness to cherish the next generation after his death.
With Harry not moving, Narcissa soon looked at his face and gave a firm nod. She said no words and just put her arms around his head and pulled him down.
I'll take that. Harry accepted it as her willingness and finally moved his hips. In a grounding motion, he gyrated and rubbed his cock across her tight walls as if waking up a sleeping beast. He flexed himself inside, relishing in the warmth of that soaking hot cave.
Both their lips connected, all the same, their lust unmatched. Narcissa let all the worries go and embraced him at that moment. Bound by the vow and Lucius almost guaranteed to be sent to Azkaban, it didn't seem that wrong to be closer to Harry Potter.
Besides, she had bodily needs just like Harry. Their secret was safe with each other, what else could she hope for. On top of that, his cock was…
"Aaaah!" Her legs clamped tight around his hips, her insides quivering. The last time she had welcomed a man's touch inside was in Hogsmeade with Harry. It had been a while. "Yes…!"
Harry smiled and pounded harder into her. Was her 'Yes' in regard to pleasure or his previous question, he didn't care.
The warmth of her body was fantastic, her soft breasts squished under his chest. It was a boring position to fuck a beauty like Narcissa, but with plenty of days left for the summer vacation, he knew there was no need to hurry.
"Mmmm…!" She moaned nonstop against Harry's lips, writhing underneath, swaying her hips as Harry became more and more rough with his thrusts. She loved all of it as she struggled to arch her back against his weight. "Oooooh! Harry!"
Harry pounded harder at her sweet voice calling his name. He never stopped kissing her the entire time, maintaining that intimacy of less than lovers but more than mere friends with benefits. Long and hard thrusts jolted her entire body upward on the pillow as his own edge approached.
There wasn't even a need to ask 'where' anymore. "Ugh!"
"Mm! Yes…!" Narcissa felt a dizzying sensation taking over her being. Her eyes went heavy and closed shut while her mumbles continued. The explosive, burning sensation ran through all over and centered around her dribbling, squelching loins.
Due to his position on top, his cock not only spread her to the brim but also teased the little nub of nerves with each sliding motion. That made her legs clamp around his waist harder as she reached that needy release.
"Aaaaah… Mmmm… Harry!" She wailed in bountiful moans of pleasure.
Throbs after throbs, the walls of her fertile pussy squeezed and relaxed, again and again. The hot, slimy nectar of her climax spilled out with plunging drives from Harry that only seemed to go faster.
"Ah! Ah!" Too sensitive to return to her senses, she let him fuck her to his pleasure. Her own climax slowly completed with the last of the convulsions stopping. With her strength lost, sliding into her became easier for her young lover.
"Ugh! There…" Harry grunted and jammed in balls deep and burst like a volcano. Fiery and yet pasty, coating her innards with life. The little squeezes and flexes spread her more than ever deep inside, as if marking her depth with kisses of his shaft.
"Haaaah! Narcissa… That was…"
After countless little thrusts and throbs, Harry finally relaxed down and fell completely over her hot body. With all of his weight on her, he relaxed there for a while, kissing her lips that she didn't refuse to return.
The hot, musky scent of their sex permeated the entire room, the result of their little exchange to the liking of both. The slimy, wetness that usually felt disgusting failed to be noticed this time as Harry's flaccid cock eventually slid out.
"That was great." Harry caught his choppy breath and finally rolled down beside her.
Lying straight, he maintained the closeness and purposefully slid his arm under her warm blonde hair. Narcissa didn't seem to hate it and rested her head there herself. "I'll just… sleep here," he muttered.
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