- ! Warning: Lemon ! -
He had never seen anything as beautiful as the vision that was Fleur Delacour, standing before him like a goddess sent to Earth just for him.
She was clad in a strapless, gold lace bra that cupped her C-Cup breasts beautifully; with a similar gold lace thong that was pulled higher up her wide, childbearing hips to emphasis the mound of her noticeable camel-toe.
Harry could see a small damp spot in the material, and his eyes watched riveted as Fleur until the braid in her hair before shaking out her white-gold locks.
Smirking at the mesmerized look in her boyfriend's eyes, Fleur slowly dragged a hand down her neck, over the swell of her breasts, and across the flat surface of her stomach to stop teasingly against the outside fabric of her covered pussy.
Stepping closer to him, she leaned into his ear and seductively whispered, "Make love to me, 'Arry."
That was all the encouragement he needed to crash his lips into hers, the quick action surprising Fleur enough that she let out a small "Mmph!" which he used to push his tongue into her mouth, wrestling with hers as they playfully battled for dominance.
Reaching down, Harry grabbed two handfuls of her firm ass and lifted her up, the action causing Fleur to wrap her legs around his waist and start grinding her panty-covered slit against his groin. The friction of their movements damped by the layers of clothing he still wore.
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Practically growling in frustration, Fleur brought her legs down before reached up to help Harry take off his clothing, ripping some of the buttons on his shirt as she forced the last piece covering his chest off.
With his chest bare, Fleur ran her hands over his muscular frame, loving the hard muscles she felt tensing underneath her touch. It was rare to find wizards that took care of their bodies, and those that did usually had too high of an opinion of themselves to ever be worth her time.
Harry, though…Harry was different. He cared for her, loved her, and saw her as more than just a beautiful Veela to make into his own trophy wife. And she loved him just as much for it.
Moaning into the kiss as Harry reached up to cup one of her breasts, lightly pinching and teasing the hardened nipple underneath the material, she brought her own hand down to caress the growing length in his boxers.
Feeling the large member underneath, Fleur's lust burned inside of her as her inner Veela demanded that she get on with it.
Slowly guiding them towards the bed, she waited until the back of Harry's knees hit the edge before pushing him over, surprising him as he landed on his back with an "Ooof!"
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"Wha-…" Harry tried to say, startled at the sudden movement. Only to go mute at the sight of Fleur slowly getting on her knees between his spread legs.
Watching as she ran her hands along his muscular legs, raking her nails over his skin, before reaching up to the waistband of his boxers and carefully pulling them down.
When they were finally down far enough that it freed his member, Fleur giggled at the way it sprung in the air, standing out proudly in front of her gorgeous face.
After the boxers were pulled off his legs and thrown over to the piles of clothes behind them, Fleur gently traced her fingertips up and down the shaft as she used the nails of her left hand to lightly tickle the balls underneath.
It was never going to be enough stimulation to make him cum, but the promise of pleasure in her touch caused his member to throb with desire. She teased him further by placing a few like kisses on the crown before gently blowing air on the tip.
He wanted to shout in relief when she leaned her head in to lick from the base of his shaft, all the way to the tip before circling the crown of his head. Instead, he settled for groaning as he watched her little pink tongue run along the mushroom-shaped head before taking it into her kiss-swollen lips.
The sudden wet warmth around his crown caused Harry to tilt his head back as he groaned louder, feeling his length disappear inch by inch into her eagerly sucking mouth. All the while, her sapphire blue eyes stayed locked with his, wanting to see every expression on his face as she blew him.
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Watching his reaction as she took his length into her mouth, Fleur delighted at how successful her actions were in making her boyfriend feel good. Harry was larger than she had expected, and had it not been for already seeing him naked in the shower multiple times over the Winter break, she might have been nervous about handling it.
Slowly taking his member deeper into her mouth, she made sure to keep eye-contact the entire time, internally preening at the way his emerald eyes watched her movements with overwhelming awe and desire.
Some women might think giving a blowjob to be degrading, but Fleur didn't care for their thoughts, only caring about making this night as memorable as possible for the both of them.
When it reached the point that she ran out of room in her mouth, and still had an inch or two left, Fleur barely even paused before she pushed forward, taking him into her throat until her lips kissed his groin.
She was grateful that Harry always kept himself shaved, otherwise she would have gotten a face full of pubes.
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Harry had to still his hand from reaching out to grab her white-gold locks as he felt his girlfriend deepthroat his entire length.
Watching as she swallowed his member, he didn't know if it her ability to deepthroat came from experience, or her Veela nature providing some help, and frankly he didn't care which. Because the way she bobbed her head up and down, slobbering all over his length as she gave one of the sloppiest, messiest blowjobs he had ever seen, was one of the best feelings in his life.
Gluk…Gluk…Gluk…!
"Oh fuck…" He whispered out, the sound of her taking him repeatedly into her throat without issue was unbelievable erotic.
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Hearing Harry finally lose the battle to keep his voice quiet, Fleur internally cheered as she started bobbing her head faster, determined to make him finish inside of her mouth.
Feeling his member start to twitch, she pulled her lips off with a small 'Pop!' before grabbing it and jerking him off as she spoke up from her position between his legs.
"Are you going to cum, 'Arry? Are you going to fill my pretty little mouth and make me drink your seed?" She purred out, kissing the tip and licking off some of the precum.
Her words had the desired effect as his eyes widened with lust before nodding his head frantically.
"Good." She breathed out, making sure to blow hot air of his spit-covered tip before taking it into her mouth once again. Reaching down a hand to play with his balls as she started moving her head faster, she hollowed out her cheeks as she slurped and suck until she felt his balls contract.
Pressing her lips against his groin to keep him all the way in her throat, Fleur hummed as the stimulation proved too great, causing her boyfriend to cum.
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Harry's eyes rolled up as he came, spraying a massive load of cum down his girlfriend's eager throat, moaning as her humming prolonged his orgasm until he was left panting on the bed.
When his orgasm finally stopped, he watched through half-lidded eyes as she slowly dragged her lips off his member, continuing to suck on it as she greedily gathered every last drop of cum into her mouth before finally releasing the crown with a 'Pop!'
Fleur waited until his vision finally stopped swimming before opening her mouth, showing the last bit of white cum on her tongue before moaning as she swallowed the last bit, her throat making a 'Gulp!' that caused his softening length to twitch.
When she opened her mouth again to show that it was all gone, she smirked at him, proud of how good she made him feel.
Refusing to leave her waiting until he was hard again, Harry made sure to keep his voice steady as he replied. "My turn, Flower…get on the bed." The sudden order caused her eyes to widen before her face broke out into a happy smile.
Trading places, he waited until she sat on the edge of the bed where he just was before getting down on his knees.
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Getting comfortable on the edge of the bed, Fleur had to admit she was surprised that Harry was willing to go down on her. Most men hated having to perform oral sex on a woman, and usually only did it after being told to by the woman, or else the night would end there.
But Harry once again proved to be the perfect man for her as he happily got on his knees, spreading her legs as he stared at the soaked panties covering her maidenhood.
She expected him to just dive right in and go straight for her core, so it was a happy surprise when he started off by laying kisses up and down the inside of her legs, each one leaving a burning trail of fire as Harry slowly worked his way up to her panties.
Her breathing picked up the closer his mouth came to her center, before having to bite back a groan as he skipped over it to kiss her other leg. Reluctantly, Fleur had to admit it was very well played by him, after the teasing she did earlier.
The trial of kisses stopped as he seemed to pause at the scar on her leg, before placing a dozen gentle kisses on it as he stared up at her, trying to signal with his eyes and actions that the scar was never going to be ugly in his eyes.
Understanding his intent, she smiled down at him as she lifted a hand to cup his face, staring lovingly into his eyes before letting go and urging him on with a nod. Watching him move away from her scar, the passion and desire quickly built back up again as he moved closer to her core, kissing around the edges of her panties while occasionally breathing hotly on the soaked material.
Seeing the smirk on his face, she realized that he knew exactly what his actions were doing to her, and she couldn't wait to get him on his back before she fucked that (admittedly hot) smirk off his face.
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Watching Fleur try to keep herself from pleading out was a fun little game he played, kissing everywhere along the inside of her legs until he finally decided to be merciful and reached up to slide the gold panties off her legs, revealing her beautiful, hairless camel-toe pussy.
He had been surprised, the first time they were naked in the shower together, to not find a single hair on her body besides what was on her head. To which Fleur revealed that Veela don't grow any sort of body or pubic hair.
Pushing the thought to the side, Harry leaned in to breath hotly on her damp sex, smirking as her hips twitched in desperation of his mouth. Sticking out his tongue, he licked from her taint up along the puffy lips of her pussy, before swirling his tongue around her clit.
Moving his hand down to grab her legs and throw them over his shoulders, Harry grabbed her thick thighs as he attacked her core without warning, drawing a gasp from Fleur which quickly turned into a throaty moan as his tongue frantically teased, poked, and licked her with passion.
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Fleur reached down to grab his hair as her legs wrapped around his head, keeping him trapped against her core as she moaned softly at the feel of her boyfriend's tongue working away at her core masterfully.
She didn't know if it was Death, or his bestfriends Cho and Marietta, who taught him how to go down on a woman, but she was experiencing the full extent of his skill and loving every second of it.
'I'll have to get them a gift as a thank you.' She thought. The way his tongue made sure to pay equal attention to her clit and not get lost in licking her pussy, proved that she was going to be a happy woman with an amazing sex life. Something that was even further proven when his tongue started vibrating.
Gasping in shock, Fleur moaned loudly at the new sensation before mewling out, "Oh, 'Arry!" as her hips began grinding against his face.
The stimulation quickly became too much for her as her legs and hands clamped down on him, grabbing fistfuls of hair while forcing him to continue licking as she came all over his face with a shout of "OUI!"
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Harry mentally cheered as he brought Fleur to a screaming orgasm, her fluids coating his mouth as he tried to desperately drink all of it. Wrapping his lips around her pussy, he slurped and swallowed what he could as the rest drenched his chin.
Her fluids tasted somewhat like cinnamon, and he eagerly lapped up as much as he could. If this was how she normally tasted, he wouldn't mind eating her out as often as she liked.
Making sure to keep teasing her clit and pussy to prolong her orgasm, Harry eventually stopped his ministrations as her legs finally slumped down onto his shoulders and her hands let go of the fistfuls of his hair.
Instead, she ran her fingers gently through his hair, blearily watching as he licked her pussy clean of juices before pulling back to lay a final kiss on her lower lips.
Leaning back on his heels, Harry watched her flushed face pant as her bra-clad chest jiggled with every deep breath.
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When her glassy, sapphire blue eyes finally started to focus as her vision cleared, Fleur felt herself rejuvenated as she grabbed his hand. Giving a quick tug, she pulled him onto the bed, smashing his face into her tits before moving them up the bed until they laid in the middle.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, Fleur made a quick heave with her hips as she rolled them over. With Harry now laying on his back and her legs straddling his naked waist, she teasingly ground her pussy against his hardened length as she leaned down to whisper in his ear. "No more waiting…it's time we became one, my love."
Feeling his member throb at her words, she smirked at him before gently biting his ear. Pulling back, she pushed out her chest to draw his attention to her tits before reaching behind to unclasp her bra.
Pulling the material away, she watched as his emerald green eyes hungrily stared at her tits, admiring their perfect fullness, capped with the little pink nipples that stood out proudly on her chest.
If there was one part of body that she was most proud of, it was her breasts.
She would never get tired of how much she enjoyed watching Harry's eyes hungrily roam her figure. The way he lusted at her body while loving the woman underneath, it was such a different look from all of the other men who stared at her like she was just a thing.
Lifting her hips up as she reached between their legs to position his tip against her lips, she waited until his eyes finally left her breasts to stare into her own.
Keeping eye contact, Fleur slowly lowered her hips, moaning as his length stretched her out as he filled her deliciously. When her hips finally came to rest on his lap, she had to hold back from cumming at how full she felt.
Reaching a hand down to feel her flat stomach, Fleur almost expected there to be a bump from how deep inside of her he was.
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Harry had to stifle a groan as Fleur dropped down onto his member. Her insides felt unbelievably warm, far hotter than Marietta's had been, but with an incomparable tightness that somehow had no problems taking him in before squeezing down like a vice.
He barely had time to prepare as she started moving her hips, bouncing up and down on his shaft as her ass clapped against his thighs.
Wanting to be involved and not let her do everything, he ran his hands over her stomach, feeling her unnaturally soft skin before as his fingers trailed up her body to fondle the bouncing breasts, pinching her little pink nipples. The spark of pain and pleasure causing Fleur speed up her bouncing.
Desperate to take them into his mouth and taste them, Harry sat up before pulling her body flush against his as he descending on her left nipple, drawing a gasp from Fleur who had to shift her movements to grinding instead of bouncing.
Reaching behind her, Harry grabbed onto her ass, using her firm cheeks as handholds to help her grind harder into him. Their movements slowly picking up speed as they chased their peaks.
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Every time she ground against Harry, his member bumped against her g-spot as her movements caused her clit to rub against him.
Feeling his mouth on her tits, worshipping her body like a goddess, Fleur moaned into his ear as their once coordinated rhythm slowly broke down, frantically moving against each as they neared simultaneous orgasms.
With a breathless cry of "'Arry!", waves of pleasure wracked her body as she came, her nails dug into his back as she felt him cum at the same time.
Fleur gave a porn star-like moan as his warmth filled her womb, and a small part of her was glad that she remembered to take the infertility potion before the Ball. Otherwise, the amount of cum he was pouring into her would most likely get her pregnant.
Her mind immediately conjured up pictures of what she would look like pregnant with his child, and how beautiful their daughter would be.
Subconsciously, her hand reached between their bodies to rub gently as the spot on her stomach where she could feel his cum warming her womb.
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One of the best orgasms he ever had overwhelmed his mind as he felt Fleur's hips twitching, her fluid drenching his legs.
He held nothing back as he came inside of her, the potential risk of impregnating his girlfriend the furthest thing from his mind as they rode out their orgasms.
When they finally came down enough to open their eyes, he stared into Fleur's gorgeous sapphire blues, putting all of his love into them.
Seeing the same amount returned in hers, he tangled a hand through her white-gold hair as he brought her head in for a slow, passionate kiss. The fiery passion that was there earlier began to fade away as their movements slowed down into gentle lovemaking.
Rolling them over until Fleur was on her back and he was in-between her spread legs, he searched her eyes to see if she was ready to continue, having not gone soft inside of her.
Getting a nod and gentle smile from the goddess below him, Harry leaned down to continue their kiss as they made love in Missionary position, Fleur's legs coming up to hook around his waist as his hips pushed hers down into the bed.
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They stayed that way for what felt like entire night, not wanting to rush through their orgasms like they did the last one.
Instead, they stayed locked together as they slowly coaxed out their orgasms over the course of an hour, whispering declarations of love between tongue-filled kissed.
Eventually, their slow lovemaking brought them to far more quiet orgasms. Harry gave a small groan as Fleur sighed softly in his ear.
Rolling off her sweaty body to lay down next to her, he felt her cuddle up into his chest, her sweat-soaked hair underneath his chin as he tilted his head to kiss the top of her white-gold locks lovingly. Fleur gave a similar kiss to his sweaty chest before wrapping her arms around his warm body and letting his heartbeat lull her to sleep.
Before sleep took her, she whispered out one final declaration, "I love you, "Arry."
"I love you too, Flower." He muttered into her hair, bringing a hand up gently caress her back before pulling her closer to him as his eyes drifted shut.