Chapter 15: The Game of Control
The forbidden couple continued to kiss each other erotically under the hot shower. Warm water was cascading down their bodies, cleansing any hint of sweat away as their mouths stayed locked in a furious exchange.
Harry pulled away from her, and with a heated look, whispered, ''You're mine,''
Narcissa could only look back at him with her face flushed, her eyes half-lidded, and she found herself lost in arousal. Harry still had her held up by her ass, his hard cock slowly but continuously pistoning in and out of her well-fucked pussy.
''I'm yours,'' was all she could whisper out and she inwardly gulped when she watched a feral grin cross his face. Her pussy quivered in lust and she cried out when he gripped her ass harshly and plunged deep inside her snatch.
''Aaaaahhhhh! Ohh... umm...'' Narcissa could only moan as Harry started to firmly bounce her on his erect cock. Both of her hands were tightly gripping his shoulders, her shivers being conspicuous even under the hot shower as she debauched in the feeling of being impaled on such an enormous rod, reaching places inside her that she never imagined one could reach, and quite literally threatening to split her apart at any juncture.
Harry's mind was in a haze. This sensation of control was addictive – one he had exerted on quite many women over the past few years. But there was something primal in his behavior with Narcissa. It was as if some hidden aspect of his persona let itself out whenever he was with her, rendering him powerless when it came to resisting this blonde magnet.
Her moans were music to his ears, her cries of pleasure filled him with euphoria, and the feeling of her inner walls coiling and gripping his cock harshly, intimately, was something he couldn't explain even to himself.
However, it was starting to become relatively straining. As he kept rocking her on his cock, standing ramrod straight while her legs stayed wrapped around his waist, Harry could feel his legs quivering under the constant pressure he had put his body under, throughout their coupling under the shower. The revitalizing water had done a miraculous job in rendering him fresh and active for their renewed session of carnality but the physical strain he was under still persisted somewhat.
'Looks like another dose will be needed...'
Narcissa's moans and cries marginally abated when felt him slow down slightly. Panting, she lifted her head from his shoulder and looked into his eyes. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion when she felt him withdraw from her pussy.
Harry pulled his cock out of her gushing canal. He saw Narcissa looking at him with a confused expression and smirked. Slowly, he lowered her to the floor.
Narcissa stumbled as she felt her shaking legs come into contact with the wet floor. Her hands gripped his arms for support and he quickly held her steady.
''Wha-what?'' she mumbled, puzzled at the abrupt shift.
''Oh nothing much,'' he smirked, ''just thought a change in position was long due, don't you think?''
That smirk was prominently etched on his face and Narcissa felt her own nasty grin grow on her face.
''Oh! Is that so?'' She smirked as she looked up at him. Slowly, she took a small step forward and kept at it until her front was firmly pushed up against his. She could feel his hard cock sandwiched between their bodies, the bulbous head pointing straight upward and his palms came down to rest at her naked back, right over the swell of her ass.
Harry looked down with a smirk, and the sight was so sensual he couldn't help the lurch his cock gave. Narcissa's smirk had widened at that, a clear indication she had felt the slight but discernible movement.
There she stood, with her big and bountiful tits pressed flush against his chest, hot water cascading down their bodies and casting a shine on their glowing skin under the light, her eyes filled with lust and want and her mouth quirked in a sultry smirk, and his cock lurched at the sight of her.
'Fuck I'm a goner,' he thought as he looked at her.
''So...'' she whispered as she stood up on her tiptoes, her mouth coming ever so closer to his, slowly, wantonly, and it took all the self-control he had not to lean down and capture her luscious lips with his. He held on, barely, but he did.
''How do you want me, baby?'' Her mouth was inches away from his, her seductive eyes looking up at him through her eyelashes as their bodies stayed intimately pressed up together, getting drenched under the hot water.
Harry simply continued his gazing back at her with those lust-filled emeralds, his arousal apparent to Narcissa, and she smirked.
''Well...'' she said as she pulled back, turned around, and slowly walked over to the edge of the shower stall, sashaying her full rear as she did so. Her palms came to rest on the glass walls that were blurred with steam and she daintily wiped some of the mist with her finger. Smirking, she turned her head and looked at him over her shoulder.
Harry's heart was thudding as he saw this succubus of a woman displaying her tantalizing naked figure in all its glory, swaying her ass side to side, keeping his gaze firmly locked on, without any compulsion or urging.
The sight of those wet blonde locks that cascaded down her back, reaching just where the curvature of that perky ass began, the curve of her narrow waist and the manner in which it gave way to her bubble butt you could toss a coin off of, and her sweetly gushing pussy, intermixing the hot water with her love juice – all of them were collectively becoming too much for Harry to endure from afar.
The sound of Narcissa clearing her throat brought him out of his funk and he wiped the water dripping over his eyes, blinking a few times in quick succession before he fixed his gaze back at her half-turned face.
Narcissa was looking at him over her shoulder, giving him a side-eyed look, an impish smirk permanently etched on her smug face as she saw him drinking in her curvaceous form. It felt so good to be desired in such a manner – him being a man of such stature that he could get any woman he desired, and herself a woman past her prime, or so she had thought. It felt so, so good to be proven inaccurate in such a fortuitous fashion.
'Well, he's looked enough, and it's getting too late... I need him so bad! Oh Harry, what have you done to me...' She wondered nastily and cleared her throat. She saw him wipe the water out of his eyes before he blinked his eyes clear and lowered his head slightly, looking at her with water dripping down his hair. There he stood, without a care in the world, deliberately controlling his lust and biding his time.
"Hmm?" She cocked her head sideways when she saw him smirk and move his hand behind himself.
Her eyes followed the movement of his hand before an excited gleam materialized in those grey orbs.
'Is he really doing this!?'
Harry looked at her through his eyelashes and with a smirk on his face, touched the revitalizing rune right by the shower taps. Thick, steamy water ran down the shower, coating his body in its entirety, before the spectacle from before replayed itself.
Black, murky water covered his skin for just a second before slithering down his frame instantaneously, rendering his body shrouded in steam.
Narcissa's breath caught in her chest when she saw the feral look in his eyes. The cheat! He was abusing the revitalizing runes to the fullest, using it in manners only his perverted mind could think of. And despite that fact, Narcissa couldn't help but feel thrilled.
'Not that I can complain, not when I did the same before coming here,' she thought to herself. Her breath hitched again when she saw him gather some of that water in his palms before he threw it all over her back and ass.
Narcissa shivered at the sensation and Harry kept throwing huge splashes of the revitalizing water all over her body. Her pussy quivered as the water splashed and slithered over her slit. The ache all over and around her lower lips abated as if it had never been there. Murky water dripped down her legs and Narcissa hissed when the steam rose from her gushing cunt.
Harry finally stopped splashing her and with a smirk, deactivated the runes once again. Reaching up, he seized the head of the shower and tilted it up, quickly arranging it over so that the water was directly striking the spot right next to the wall where she stood, gasping.
Slowly, like a predator stalking its prey, Harry prowled toward Narcissa. She was still looking back at him through her eyelashes, her mouth open and her breathing ragged. Her pussy was still tingling due to the aftereffects of the revitalizing water and slight steam could still have been seen if there wasn't so much of it already inside the shower stall.
Her heart was thudding audibly in her chest, her arousal spiking with every second that passed and as she saw him slowly prowling as if he were keen to devour her, her whole frame shook in lust and suspense.
Narcissa froze when Harry reached her, his erect cock hitting her ass and he gently grabbed her upper arms, twirling her to the side and pressing his front against her back. His knees slowly hit the back of hers, and her entire body from the knee up squeezed flawlessly against the glass wall.
She hissed when she felt the frigid surface coming into contact with her entire front, her cheek pressed against the glass as her heaving tits firmly pushed against it as well. She could feel him behind her, unmoving, simply standing there, just out of her sight. Suddenly she felt his soft breathing in her ear and Narcissa strained to listen.
Water continued to shower over them, relaxing their taut muscles and further softening the hard surface of their skin. The hot shower surely added to the erotic setting, steam filling up the shower room and obscuring the inhabitants from any outside gaze.
Harry smirked. The feeling of her body pressed up against his never failed to enchant him. He still couldn't believe how addicted he'd already gotten to her, so possessive and so desirous of her presence in such a brief period.
Still smirking, he lowered his face and brought his mouth to her ear, and with a soft yet firm hold on her upper arms, he whispered, ''How do I want you? Well, that's a loaded question, love... one that doesn't have a single response... however,'' his voice lowered even further, and Narcissa had to actually strain her ears to hear what he was going to say.
''This seems as good an option as any...'' Harry smirked a positively devilish smile as he brought his face right in front of hers. Narcissa's breath was knocked out of her lungs as her arousal went into overdrive. His grip on her upper arm tightened while his other hand dropped down to grab his throbbing hard-on.
Their eyes stayed locked together, one pair widened in arousal while the other glinting maliciously, an absolute feral look to them. Narcissa, still firmly pressed up against the glass wall of the shower, gasped when she felt him prodding her entrance from behind. It was the first time he was going to do it – take her from behind, and her pussy quivered with lust at the feeling of tension.
Harry could see the look of absolute lust on her face. Her eyes were practically begging him to take her, to ram his cock inside her and use her as he deemed fit.
'Soon, baby, very soon...'
He grinned at her before lining up his cock against her entrance. Slowly, his cock touched her wet pussy for the umpteenth time, and he thoroughly rubbed it all over and around her lower lips. The wet manhood of his was slick with her gushing juices and Narcissa was quivering all over. Her breathing was rough, so drowned in lust and arousal she was that she was rendered quite incapable to formulate even simple words, let alone a coherent sentence.
Her mouth was half-open, her eyes barely open in a genuine display of sheer eroticism and Harry couldn't help the feeling of pride and satisfaction that rose inside him. He had completely subdued her to his sexual whims, her confident and cocky persona, one of a seductress hell-bent on making him lose control now nowhere to be seen and rendering him firmly in command.
''You like that, baby? Huh? I bet you do...'' He smirked.
Narcissa could only look at him, pleadingly, as he kept rubbing his hard cock all over and around her pussy, always teasing her, but never fully giving her what she wanted. Narcissa could feel her lower lips quivering and the swelling due to blood flow was quite evident, and he was still teasing her. That bastard!
"Y-yeah... I... ahh... I love it! Ohh..." It was a marvel that she could utter that much out, and by the look of surprise on his face, even he agreed.
''Well well well...'' he smirked, ''Color me impressed, Cissy! Really. I honestly thought you were done for... glad to be proven wrong.'' Narcissa panted, her breathing deep and she tried with all her being to keep it under control.
'No! I won't give in so easily! This... this feeling... it's mutual. He wants full control? No! He'll get back as much as he can give!'
Harry's eyes widened when he saw Narcissa open her eyes fully, her lust and arousal still overwhelming but firmly held under control as her lips quirked into a smirk so reminiscent of her seductive self. Inwardly he smiled.
'Well... it wouldn't have been much fun that way I guess...' he thought to himself as he gave her a similar smirk in return.
''So, ready?'' he whispered, his lips barely apart from hers, as their eyes locked together.
Narcissa smirked, ''Give it your best, lover,'' and she quickly brought her hand slightly behind her, fisting his hair. Harry had no moment to react before her lips furiously mashed against his. Quickly recovering, he fought back, kissing her back heatedly. His grip on her upper arm tightened and Narcissa grunted.
Taking it as her urging him to get a move on, he lined his cock up against her wet entrance. As they stood there, bodies pressed up firmly and her front mashed up against the glass panel, with water showering their refreshed bodies, they prepared themselves for another round of lechery that night.
Their kiss grew in intensity with every second that passed before Narcissa's loud cry of pleasure filled the steamy air as Harry tore through her pussy, burying himself to the hilt inside her. The depravity, now renewed, had only begun.
Chapter 16: Total Domination
Harry pushed forward, and with one mighty stroke, he buried himself to the hilt inside her. Narcissa's inner walls hugged his cock like an age-old lover, and he felt them embrace his manhood firmly. Their mouths stayed locked in a fierce battle, tongues intermixing as Harry remained firmly embedded, deep inside her.
Narcissa could feel him slowly move his hips back and braced herself. Not a moment later, she felt her lips detach from his own as a loud cry escaped when Harry stuffed her full of his cock yet again. She got no respite as he continued to pound away inside her.
The feeling of his massive cock constantly spearing through her thoroughly abused pussy sent an influx of thrill and rapturous pain through her.
"Aaaaahhhhh..." Narcissa cried out loud, arching her back. She could feel her hard nipples pressing against the cold shower wall, and she shivered harshly.
"Fuck you're so hot..." Harry grunted out as he felt how tightly Narcissa was gripping his cock. It felt like she was hellbent on squeezing everything out of him in an instant.
"Oh baby... ohhh you're so... so deep inside me... ahhh..." Narcissa moaned, her mind filled with forbidden lust as she succumbed to the hunger of being fucked by her lover yet again.
Harry brought his lips close to hers, staying just far enough and with a nasty grin, whispered, "Should I go faster, hmm?"
Narcissa's eyes widened, and with a frantic nod, she cried out, "Yes! Oh yes baby! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Yessss..."
Her voice was cut-off, and a squeal left her lips as Harry pulled his hips back such that only the tip of his cock remained inside before he drove himself furiously through her. A loud clap echoed around the small confined space as Harry buried himself inside her, his entire length enveloped by her gushing canal.
"FFFUUUUCCCKKKKK!" Narcissa cried out in a blend of absolute pain and pleasure as Harry drilled away until his cock banged forcefully against the opening of her cervix. One robust push was all it would take, and he might find himself all the way inside her.
"You liked that, huh?" He grunted out as he moved his hips back yet again, repeating himself. Narcissa hollered in ecstasy, unable to form a coherent response, and Harry grinned. Wasting no time, he clutched her tightly against him, pinning her firmly between the shower wall and his athletic frame, and started ramming his cock mercilessly inside her.
Narcissa's eyes were rolled up in their sockets, with her mouth open in a seemingly endless moan as Harry continued to maul her already abused cunt to his heart's content. Try as he might, there was no resisting this insatiable woman.
The feelings were fervent, intensely assertive, and their affair was so illicit that Narcissa couldn't fathom just how bizarrely ecstatic she was feeling. Raw, unadulterated bliss was coursing through her in waves of a blazing inferno, and it felt so mind-numbing that she could barely think straight.
His cock felt so good in her, and the way he pushed her buttons and handled her was so mind-blowingly pleasing that Narcissa couldn't control herself.
"Aaaahhh fuck yesss! Ohh fuck yess baby! Ohh I love this... ohh you're... you're so big baby... Ohh you fuck me so good..." Narcissa cried out lustfully.
"You're my slut, you know that, right?" Harry grunted out, clutching her tightly against himself and hammering away inside her.
"Aaaahhh yes baby... ohh I'm your slut... ohh yess... your slut to do anything you want... ohh fuckk... ahh I'm yours baby... all yours..." Narcissa moaned.
Harry grinned ferally and pressed her even more firmly against the shower wall. Her face was pressing against the cold glass sideways, and as he brought his face forward, Narcissa felt her eyes inadvertently drawn to his emerald pools.
"That's right. You're... mine!" He grunted out and brought one hand to rest on her supple ass. With his eyes still locked with hers, Harry buried his fingers into her soft ass and gave one mighty push. Narcissa cried out as sheer pain and delight scorched through her.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH..." She wailed out loud as Harry pushed past her cervix and buried himself deep inside her womb.
"OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! OH YES! YOU'RE SO DEEP BABY! SO DEEP INSIDE ME! AHHH YOU'RE IN MY WOMB BABY! SO FUCKING DEEP!"
Harry gave her no quarter, and as quickly as he had driven in, he pulled out before slamming completely inside her yet again.
"Oh baby, fuck me! Fuck your slut! Ahhh... Fuck me so fucking deep! Give me... ahh... give me your fucking cock, baby! Yesss... ohh I love it so much!" Narcissa moaned and cried, completely lost in her lust, and Harry dared not disappoint her.
"Fuck Cissy... I've never seen such a perfect woman before... ugh... with such beautiful figure... such a soft skin... such a beautiful face... gods you're a dream... I still wonder how I got you..." Harry grunted as he drove his cock deep inside her gushing canal.
"Aaaahhhh... I'm all yours, baby! All yours to fuck and enjoy... ahh I'm your slut, baby... fuck! You've... ohhh... you've no idea how happy I am to be like this... like this with you... aaaahhh you're my dream lover, baby... fuck me!" Narcissa purred as she stayed pressed up forcefully between him and the glass wall. Her body had long become accustomed to the cold, and as she looked him in the eyes, she smirked.
"I'm married to your dad. But I'm your slut, baby. I'm the slut of my husband's son. My only lover. I'm going to be in your bed more than your father's. To be fucked time and again. To suck you off and play with this baby inside me while no one's the wiser. You'd like that, right baby?" Narcissa purred, and her lips pulled in satisfaction when she saw raw, primal lust fill up those emerald orbs.
His hand fisted her hair harshly, and Narcissa cried out when he yanked her hair with enough force to tilt her head upward. His body shoved her entirely against the glass wall, and Narcissa moaned as she felt her head pulled up. Harry bent her over in a perfect arc, and the new position gave him the leverage to drive his cock in perfect strokes, which he used as an ace as he pummeled this vixen's pussy like a fucking drill machine.
"Aaaaahhhhhh! Ahhh fuck! YES! YES! YES! Ahhh fuck yes! Fuck me! Oh baby fuck me! Don't... ahhhh... yesss... ahh don't stop... never stop... just... ahh fuck... just keep fucking me baby! Keep fucking me, lover! Aaaahhhh... I'm yours, baby... fully yours... fuck me!" Narcissa moaned and cried in satisfaction and lust, and Harry hammered away inside her, roughly pulling her hair with one hand while the other kept a firm grip on her ass.
SMACK!
Narcissa cried out in a combination of pain and delight as Harry slapped her bubble butt harshly. Gritting her teeth, she braced herself.
SMACK! SMACK!
She bit her lower lip, holding back her screams as Harry continued to spank her mercilessly.
Harry saw her delicious ass jiggle and shake under the constant onslaught of his pelvis colliding with her skin, and the effect compounded manifold when he dropped vicious spanks on the soft, unblemished skin. He watched the fair skin slowly turn deep red, and without a care, slapped her ass harshly.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHH FFFUUUCCCKKKKK!" Narcissa couldn't hold back the loud cry anymore, and it echoed throughout the bathroom. Her cry was so loud that she felt even the neighbors might have heard her. Not that she had any care at the moment. She had long lost herself in the feeling of being dominated by this alpha male of his species.
"Take that, Cissy... feel it... drown yourself in it, baby..." Harry grunted out as he tightened his pelvic muscles, and with a firm shove, buried himself inside her.
"Ohhh Yesss! Fuck me! Ohhhh... mmmm... you're so big inside me, baby... ohhh you fuck me so good... Yesss... fuck... ahh it feels so good baby..." Narcissa wailed.
Harry grunted and rammed his cock deep inside her, driving forward with full force and slamming his cock through her cervix and deep inside her waiting womb.
The two lovers panted harshly, with their bodies pressed up together as Harry stopped moving for a moment. The sounds of rough breathing filled up the steamy chamber. There stood Harry, his hands gripping his lover's upper arms as he pressed her up against the shower wall, his thick cock buried to the hilt inside her quivering pussy and his face buried in her hair right beside her ear.
Narcissa could hear his deep breaths in her ear as she stood there, her forehead pressed against the shower wall. Her pussy walls were gripping his cock tightly, almost like a vice, and she felt his shaft pulsing inside her slowly. The head of his cock was entirely inside her womb, and she marveled at the fact that he had reached all the way inside her. It had hurt initially, but the pleasure was just too much to make it prominent.
Harry brought his hand up to cup her cheek, and Narcissa felt her face turn sideways. Eyes swirling with emotions locked together, and Harry pressed his lips against hers. Narcissa kissed back with full enthusiasm as their tongues rolled together in a passionate embrace. What felt like hours passed before Harry pulled back slightly. Foreheads resting together, they panted, catching their breaths.
Narcissa groaned when she felt him slowly move his hips back, and as her eyes opened, she saw him looking back at her with a smirk.
"Ready?" He whispered, and Narcissa felt eyes widen before a wide grin materialized itself.
"Fuck me baby..."
Harry rammed his cock into her from behind, with no mercy.
The feeling of his hard cock pummel her from behind with such ferociousness was so intense that Narcissa barely held herself from going over the edge as Harry began to fuck her with reckless abandon.
Pulling her hair back roughly with one, his other hand reached forward and grabbed her heaving tits, mercilessly mauling them as he drove his cock deep inside her.
The chamber reverberated with the loud noise of his hips smacking roughly against her ass and her loud cries of passion.
"OHHHHH FUCK! YOU'RE SO BIG, BABY! OHH YOU'RE FUCKING ME SO HARD! OHH YES!" Narcissa cried out.
"Ugh... yes baby... take that..." Harry growled as he thrust his cock rapidly inside her pussy.
"AAAHHH YESS! FUCK YES BABY! AHH YOU'RE SO GOOD BABY! AAAHHHH..." Narcissa moaned out loud, and Harry squeezed her tits harshly. His fingers pinched and pulled her hard nubs, and Narcissa could only cry out as Harry continued to use her thoroughly.
"Ah you're a dream, baby... a fucking dream come true... fuck your tits feel so good... I just can't get enough of 'em!" Harry grunted out as he assaulted her tits with both hands. Narcissa's head dropped on his shoulder, and Harry started kissing the side of her neck while his cock continued to spear through her at a rapid pace.
"Mmmm... ahh yess... ohh baby it feels so good... ohh yess... play with my tits, baby... squeeze my tits... ahh I love it so much..."
Her moans were music to his ears, and as he heard them, he conceded he would do anything to keep hearing her moans eternally.
Harry began to drill away even faster than before. He started driving his cock away inside her at such a tremendous pace that he could hear the loud sounds of his hips slapping against her ass reverberating all over the room. It seemed like it was drowning the sounds of the rushing water as well as their moans and grunts.
Narcissa was shivering even under the warm water from the shower. She couldn't control herself. Not when her lover was fucking her so wildly. He was dominating her in every form – his cock was plundering her gushing snatch, his lips were so good against the sensitive skin of her neck, and his hands felt so good on her wonderous tits – and Narcissa felt her climax approaching.
"OHHH FUCK! BABY FUCK ME! OHH FUCK ME HARD! AHHH I'M CLOSE BABY... SO CLOSE! PLEASE DON'T STOP BABY! YOUR COCK IS GOING TO MAKE ME CUM BABY! OH YES! FUCK YES! FUCK DON'T STOP BABY! NOT UNTIL I CUM BABY! AHH FUCK ME! FUCK ME UNTIL I CUM! FOR YOU BABY... JUST FOR YOU!" Narcissa screamed out as her desire took over.
Harry brought his lips right over her ears and whispered, "Are you going to cum for me, love?"
'Oh it feels so good when he calls me that...' Narcissa thought.
"YES! YES BABY! YES I'M GOING TO CUM FOR YOU! ONLY YOU LOVE! FUCK ME!" She cried out, unrestrained lust coursing through her.
"I'm close too... so cum for me love... let it go..."
All of it was enough to send her over the edge. Narcissa's entire frame tensed, and Harry smirked when he felt her inner walls constrict around his cock until he could barely move inside her, and she began to shudder.
Her entire world erupted into a blazing inferno, and she screamed out loud, with no restrain. Harry could feel her nails digging into his arm where she had held on for the past few minutes and her hard nipples digging into his palms as she shivered in orgasmic ecstasy.
The moment her orgasm reached its crescendo, Harry grunted in her ear and let go, slamming himself deep inside her in one mighty push. Narcissa cried out when his cock pushed wholly through her inner walls and came to rest inside her womb.
Harry moved them with a pull and planted his back against the cold shower wall. With hot water raining over their sexy bodies, he felt the thick head of his cock expand, and his hold of Narcissa's soft tits tightened.
Ropes after ropes of thick, potent seed sprayed the inner walls of Narcissa's womb as Harry exploded inside her. She felt his cum shoot deep inside her, splashing all over the walls of her pussy.
Harry felt her pussy walls clench around his cock, milking every drop of the snowy white cum he had to give. Load after fucking load of his thick seed coated her inner walls as Harry gave her more than she could've possibly fantasized.
After what felt like hours of cumshots, Harry spurted one final load into her gushing pussy and stopped. Panting, he rested his entire frame against the shower wall, and Narcissa felt herself get pulled along. His harsh grip on her lovely tits loosened, and his hands came down to rest over her navel.
The sounds of harsh breathing and rushing water filled the chamber, and the two lovers stayed locked together, her back resting against his front, their eyes closed as they sought to ride their orgasmic waves together. Narcissa leaned her head back against his chest, and Harry buried his face in her wet hair as they stood silently under the hot shower.
Chapter 17: Reducing the friction
The hot water cascaded down their bodies, slowly driving the sweat off their skin before it pooled by their feet and trickled down the drain. The shower stall was shrouded in steam, making anything practically translucent.
Harry heaved a sigh and tightened his hold around Narcissa's curvy frame, his face buried in her hair and his palms resting right over her navel where he slowly fondled the smooth, moist skin. His cock was still squelched deep inside her, having painted her inner walls in white and slowly softening. Narcissa panted.
Her forehead rested against the cold glass wall of the shower, and she could feel his cock slowly moving inside her. Narcissa moaned when it softened as a result of his massive orgasm that had rocked her world for the umpteenth time that night. It still felt like a wet dream from the most perverted of her thoughts.
Never would she have imagined that she would get to experience such a sensation in her life. The mere thought of cheating on her husband was forbidden to her, or at least that's what she had believed. However, the fact that she had done exactly that, and with her stepson, no less, was something that was even more mind-boggling. He had crashed down all her inhibitions in a solitary strike, rendering her incapable of defying a feeling she had been resisting for years. The way he had treated her throughout the night – from an angelic figure bestowed upon him by the almighty to a cheap whore from some shady part of Knockturn – was something she had no idea she would cherish and crave for.
She moaned when Harry withdrew from her. His semi-hard cock slowly slithered out of her wet pussy and she released a contented sigh when the head popped out with a soft squelch. Narcissa felt him rest his head against her shoulder, his front pressed firmly against her back, and they stayed standing together.
The hot water was still scouring their bodies, drizzling down their frames and they stood there under the water without saying anything. A lot of time had passed since Narcissa had joined him in the shower, and despite all their exertions throughout their evening and now well into the night, there wasn't even a solitary indication of fatigue. She could agree that they were slightly worn out from their most recent excursion under the shower but it was because of the revitalizing water from the runes that had restored their stamina to the point where physically she felt she had had only one round of sex with Harry.
Harry was feeling not too different from what Narcissa was. It didn't feel like he had bottomed out inside her for who knows how many times now. The runes had indeed done their job magnificently, restoring their stamina to peak levels before they restarted their latest round of ecstatic debauchery. Despite being satisfied mentally and sexually, both lovers felt physically energized, with barely any hint of exertion.
"That was brilliant," Narcissa had a sultry smile on her face, and Harry let out a chuckle as he buried his face deeper in her wet hair. His arms were still wrapped around Narcissa, slowly caressing and stroking her smooth belly, his fingers occasionally sinking into her navel and swirling around before drawing away. Narcissa was lightly squirming in his firm hold whenever she felt him tickle the sensitive skin, and Harry felt too delighted to relinquish his hold or put a stop to his ministrations.
"Every time with you is brilliant," Harry remarked, which caused Narcissa to let out a tinkling laugh.
"Ever the flatterer, aren't you," she muttered, and Harry chuckled.
"As they say, it's not flattery if it's true," Harry buried his face over her shoulder, his hand coming up to sweep the wet hair aside before his lips quickly found themselves sucking on her delicate neck. Narcissa moaned.
"Ahh baby you... mmmm... you're so bad... ohh..."
Harry didn't bother himself to respond and continued sucking and nibbling the tender skin of her neck.
"And... and you... ohh... and you call me insatiable... when you're the more dev-deviant... ohh..."
Harry chuckled, and Narcissa felt her skin absorb the vibrations. Her nerves were slowly reaching the overdrive, and she knew if she didn't stop him, they would stay another hour or two under the shower until they had exhausted every sexual position possible under it.
"Harry ohh... baby as much... as much as I'd like you to continue... mmmm..." Narcissa moaned out loud when he cupped her tits from behind and started rolling her nipples around, kneading the pillowy-soft flesh while his lips continued sucking her neck. She was sure she would display a wide array of bruised skin once she dried herself up.
"Ahh baby please... we need to... to stop now ohh..." Her palms came up to hold his over her tits before she slowly pulled them away. His fingers clung to her nipples, and Narcissa moaned at the feeling before she reluctantly pulled his hand free of her tits.
"You're an evil woman," he muttered before sighing into her neck. His hands grabbed hers, and he rested them over her belly for a while.
"Believe me, I want nothing more then for you to take me again and again. Merlin knows we're both ready to go again, but..." Narcissa left her statement hanging.
"Yeah... we've got to finish it up soon. I get it. Dad might be home soon." Narcissa nodded. Harry released a deep breath and released her hands, and with one final caress over her smooth navel, pulled back. Narcissa sighed at the loss of contact. A big part of her was yearning for his touch already, vehemently reluctant to let him go, but the rational part of her won out. They needed to finish it soon.
She felt him hold her arms gently and turned around. Under the drizzling water, she slowly looked up into the most intense emeralds gazing back at her with a look so heated she felt her pulse quicken. His gaze dropped down to her heaving tits, and Narcissa chuckled.
"You love these, don't you?" She asked rhetorically and shook them, just a bit, smirking when she saw his eyes follow their movements lecherously.
Harry paid her words no heed and swiftly pulled her close. Narcissa yelped as she was suddenly jerked forward, and she moaned when his hands grabbed a firm hold of her plump rear. Her tits were squashed against his chest, and she was given no moment to utter a word out as his lips cut her off forcefully. Narcissa could do nothing but moan as his tongue invaded her mouth and started exploring. His fingers pinched and kneaded her ass, mauling the soft flesh, and Narcissa started kissing him back with equal fervor.
Every caress and pinch on her rear was answered with her fingers that were threading through his hair. His firm chest was sensually rubbing against her soft tits, and the sensation was further elevated by the hot water that kept trickling down their bodies. Suddenly she felt him move, and she was pulled along with him until they were standing directly under the shower.
Their lips stayed locked together and their tongues were rolling around together inside her mouth as they exchanged saliva lewdly. His fingers were roughly gripping her ass and squeezing the plump flesh harshly and as they kissed each other, Narcissa couldn't hold back her moan. Harry promptly swallowed it.
She felt his left hand withdraw from her ass before the shower stopped and something cold pressed against her plump rear. Narcissa shivered slightly as the hot water stopped cascading down their bodies, giving way to slight cold air.
'Soap,' she thought as Harry started to rub it all over her ass. The cold bar covered the entire expanse of her delicious rear, occasionally burrowing inside the crack and touching her asshole, and Narcissa shuddered whenever it did so. Harry's hands suddenly detached from her ass entirely as he rubbed the soap all over the twin mounds of flesh before he brought the soap upward.
His right hand rubbed the soap all over her ass while his left hand rubbed the bar all over her back. His hands caressed her back from her ass to the back of her neck, lathering it up in foam before rubbing tenderly. Her heart was beating furiously as she was rendered putty in his embrace. Slowly, Harry withdrew from her lips and pulled back, and Narcissa moaned at the loss of contact. Harry chuckled.
"Well well well... we had to finish it up, didn't we?" He stated with a smirk, and Narcissa gave him a deadpan stare.
"Yes. We do," She stoically stated. Harry chuckled and kissed her nose.
"Don't worry. I'll make this worthwhile," he whispered against her lips before giving her a small kiss. Drawing himself up, Harry grabbed her shoulders before turning her around so that her back was pressed firmly against his front. His cock was starting to harden once again and Narcissa felt him poking her entrance. She wriggled her ass over his erection and Harry hissed.
"Minx," he whispered in her ear and Narcissa shivered.
Slowly, he started rubbing the soap over her belly, moving his arm in circular motions to cover the entire area until her stomach was covered in thick, white foam. His fingers kept brushing the underside of her boobs and as he looked over her shoulder, he saw the foam rising slightly until the bottom of her tits were lathered in soap. Narcissa turned her head sideways and Harry got the perfect angle to latch his lips against the side of her neck. Narcissa moaned.
Harry kept rubbing his hands over her belly and the underside of her tits, abstaining from progressing upward. Narcissa was in two minds – one of anticipation of having his hands on her heavenly globes, and another one of frustration because of the delay she had to endure. It was heaven and torture mixed into one sensual act and she didn't know which one was dominant.
Harry knew what he was doing and what effect it was having on Narcissa. After all, he was going through the same moral dilemma of anticipation and frustration. No matter what he did to them, he could never get enough of her delicious mounds.
Minutes passed and Harry showed no indication of moving up. Narcissa had started grounding her pussy against his cock. He was already rock hard and the head of his manhood was repeatedly poking her well-fucked pussy but it looked like it wanted more of his meat. Meanwhile, his lips were busy kissing and sucking the side of her neck from behind, and his tongue joined the frenzy and started licking the smooth creamy expanse of skin.
Narcissa was moaning in lust and anticipation and she took a deep breath when she felt him withdraw his hands from her belly, having covered it entirely in white thickness. She felt her heart race in eagerness before a small sigh escaped her lips when his hands started rubbing the soap over her neck and chest right above her tits.
'How could I've forgotten... he's an asshole.'
Harry's soft chuckle informed her that she had apparently said it out loud. Narcissa sighed yet again.
"What? You are one," She retorted and Harry laughed.
"Patience, love... it'll all come soon," he whispered and Narcissa shuddered.
Narcissa said nothing and Harry gently rubbed the soap over her front. His hand covered her chest, rubbing against the swell of her tits in such a way that almost half of her tits were covered in soap, with only the middle half still wet from the water. Rubbing the soap over his palms, Harry dragged them over her arms, covering them entirely and slowly stroking them. Narcissa breathed when she felt his fingers rub the sides of her tits. Once Harry realized that, he smirked and started to touch her tits from the side intentionally, rubbing white foam over the soft flesh.
"You're downright evil," Narcissa muttered with her eyes closed as Harry chuckled. In retaliation, she started rubbing her pussy against his cock. Her breath caught in her chest when she felt the head of his cock prodding against her entrance.
"You sure you wanna continue that? We'll be quite a while if you do," Harry whispered in her ear before gently sucking her earlobe and biting softly, and Narcissa shivered.
In response, she simply ground her pussy harder against his cock.
"Well... I guess that answers it," Harry muttered before he rubbed her arms. Narcissa didn't get a moment to form any response as a loud sigh of pleasure escaped her lips.
Harry showed no restraint and started mauling her succulent tits. His palms were full of thick soapy foam and he unabashedly rubbed it all over her firm globes, squeezing the soft flesh and pressing his palms tightly, pulling her even closer. This caused his cock to lurch forward. Narcissa wasted no time and quickly grabbed his cock in her palm. With no time wasted, she guided him inside her.
Both lovers groaned when he filled her up once again. The feeling of her pussy walls enveloping his cock had become so familiar in such a short time that none of the two realized it had been mere hours since their first tryst.
Their movements quickly synced together. Harry busied his hands as they mauled her delicious tits, covering foam all over her ivory skin and squeezing the soft flesh in a way he so loved, while Narcissa started thrusting her ass back and forth, fucking herself on his throbbing length while standing pressed up against him. Harry was sucking the side of her neck and nibbling on the tender flesh. Narcissa turned her head sideways and wasted no time in mashing their lips together.
They looked the perfect picture of passion incarnate. Her body was covered entirely in white, and so was his front, as they rocked together in the shower. His hands were rubbing and caressing her succulent tits before dropping over her navel and rising back up to those heavenly globes. Meanwhile, Narcissa kept their lower regions occupied as she fucked herself on his raging hard-on.
The shower stall became the witness of their passionate coupling once more as it echoed with the lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and the slick sound of his cock pistoning in and out of her cunt. Despite having been fucked so many times and so thoroughly over the past few hours, Narcissa's pussy still kept a tight grip on his boner and Harry was loving every second of it.
'Oh yes. This pussy is made for my cock.'
With renewed passion, Harry started to match Narcissa's thrusts with his own and began ramming his hard cock roughly against her pussy. Narcissa cried out in jubilation as Harry continued to hammer away inside her while his hands played with her large tits.
It was a good thing that Harry had charmed the floor earlier because the soap had cascaded down their bodies and pooled at their feet which would've caused them to slip had it not been for his foresight. It also gave them the freedom to fuck each other furiously while their bodies rubbed sensuously and slipped together due to the soap covering their skin. Friction had shifted from top to bottom.
Harry was having the experience of a lifetime. Here he stood balls deep inside this alluring blonde goddess while his hands stayed wrapped around her naked curvy frame and his hands played with her large tits, squeezing and bouncing the bountiful flesh around as his lips devoured hers and their tongues rolled together inside the confines of her lovely mouth.
As they kissed each other, Harry's hands squeezed and pulled and mauled her tits and Narcissa started to breathe harder, which was made a lot tougher when she had to do it while kissing him furiously. Her pussy tingled due to the combined effect of his ministrations and his powerful thrusts and her tongue entwined with his.
As they continued to passionately make out with his cock buried deep inside her, they knew. They knew how tough it was to stop now. As Harry slowly pulled back to look Narcissa in the eyes, her half-lidded gaze was all he needed to know that there was no stopping. They had initiated it, and it will end for now only when it truly did.
Lustfully, they grinned before their lips collided once more.
Chapter 18: A renewed experience
The sounds of illicit lovemaking echoed around the shower stall as Harry continued to slam away inside Narcissa. It had been over an hour since they had started their carnal dance inside his shower and the intensity was barely diminished. In fact, if one could observe the passion that was being exhibited, it would've been impossible to believe that they had been going at it for over an hour.
The revitalizing runes were truly a godsend.
However, it didn't mean their strenuous activities throughout the night hadn't taken their toll on their physical as well as mental selves. They had lost count of the number of times they had reached their climaxes that evening and night put together, let alone the time they had spent conjoined, their bodies molding together, any space between them nonexistent.
It was wrong. It was akin to a taboo – a stepson and his stepmother engaging in such debauchery – but they couldn't bring themselves to care, not now. Not when their lust was clouding their minds entirely.
A loud cry tore its way out of Narcissa's throat and her entire frame shook wildly as Harry slammed particularly roughly inside her. Numerous thrusts already and yet he was able to coax out such a response from her.
Their erotic bodies were molded together in a manner reminiscent of their first time on that sofa in James' office, the only difference, and what a difference it was, being that they were so well versed with every nook and cranny of one another's bodies already that it was now somewhat second sense for them to understand when to switch and when to pause.
This was evident when Harry stopped his movements for a couple of seconds which gave Narcissa ample time to right herself. Grinning lecherously, she looked at his face and to her delight, found the same look mirrored on his handsome visage.
"Go on, lover... fuck me har-" Narcissa cried when Harry thrust himself furiously inside her.
That bastard. He didn't even let her complete before he started hammering away inside her. For her part, Narcissa could do nothing but stand there slightly bent over, as her lover took her roughly from behind. Never before had she endured such treatment at the hands of another, nor had she imagined she would endure such sensations in her life. She had long given up on any dreams that had even a hint of a carnal element to them, knowing they were out of her reach given her husband's unfortunate skirmish on his job.
However, fate surely had different plans, or rather the two of them had, and Narcissa had taken the opportunity with arms open. Quite similar to how her legs were, wide open and inviting as her illicit lover continued to take advantage of her prone form and thrust away at a pace so rapid her tits were bouncing freely around.
Even that didn't last long as Harry firmly latched on her heavenly melons, his hands playing, squeezing and mauling the soft but firm flesh. Narcissa moaned.
"You... you surely do love them..."
Harry chuckled in return and nibbled on her ear.
"What can I say... they are better than any other pair I've ever seen..."
Narcissa moaned.
"Even better than those Veela cheerleaders you have back in France? You know I'm aware what goes on after the games, right?"
"Heh," Harry clicked his tongue as his pelvis kept thrusting back and forth, burying his length inside her quivering snatch with each stroke, "they are great, I'm not gonna lie, but..."
"Uh... but...?" She gasped out as Harry pinched her nipples.
"But they're not you..." Harry grunted and slammed roughly inside her.
"You've no idea, do you?" he asked when Narcissa didn't reply.
"I'm not surprised... even I didn't realize it..." he continued thrusting at a rough pace as Narcissa breathed heavily.
"What are you... uh... umm... saying... ohh..." Narcissa managed to make out as her insides were ravished exhaustively by his throbbing cock.
"Well... it took me seeing you in your dress tonight to... to realize what a... ugh... what a total knockout you are..."
"Is... is that so?"
"Uh huh... you've no idea... if I could, I'd have taken you right there on the stairs the moment you walked down..." Harry grunted and sank his fingers into her bubble butt.
"Ahhh... now I wish... that you'd done that... would've saved us a few hours at least..."
Harry simply chuckled.
"Don't worry about that, babe... I'll give you hours and more of this," he gave her tits a firm squeeze before giving one mighty thrust inside her. The force was enough to send her forward and her cheek pressed up against the wall under the shower.
"Don't worry Cissy... I'll fuck you over, and over, and over again... I'll keep fucking you until you can't walk straight... until you admit to me that all your pent up frustrations over the years have been released... and you know what?"
Narcissa was hyperventilating. His words were so hot, his mouth so foul, and when it combined with his rough actions behind her, Narcissa could barely manage a "Wh-what?"
"When you admit to me that you've been thoroughly satisfied, I'll repeat it all. Get ready Cissy... get ready to get addicted to this cock..."
Narcissa moaned.
'I already am...'
"You'd love that, right? Being my cock sleeve? My personal slut?"
"Ohhh... ahh..."
"My exclusive cum bucket... you filthy whore... look at you Cissy... a perfect wife until now, getting off of my filthy mouth and my big cock... what a slut you are Cissy..."
Harry grunted and started to fuck her furiously, and Narcissa wailed out loud.
"AHHH... AHH YEAAAA... I AM... I AM A SLUT... OHHH... BUT... BUT ONLY FOR YOU BABY... ONLY FOR YOUR DICK... FUCK ME HARRY... FUCK ME EVERYDAY... FUCK ME WHENEVER YOU WANT BABY... FUCK ME WHEREVER YOU WANT OHHHH... YESSSS..."
SMACK!
Harry grinned and a loud smack echoed throughout their surroundings as he watched her supple ass jiggle under the impact.
"YESSS! SPANK ME BABY! FUCK ME! MERLIN AHHH... IT FEELS SO GOOD!"
"Is that so, huh?" Harry whispered in her ear, and Narcissa could do nothing but moan.
"Yesss... but..."
"Hmm?"
"Lie down... I want to... I want to ride you here..."
Harry grinned. It thrilled him to see Narcissa taking the initiative here, and without any delay, he pulled out of her. Narcissa released a loud moan as she felt his raging hard-on pull out of her in a wet squelch of their combined juices. Her front was pressing against the wall and slowly, she pulled away. Turning around, she saw him drop down on his knees before he sat down on the wet floor. The water was falling from the shower right on his chest, drops sprinkling around and on his face but he didn't seem to care. His hand was rubbing his cock before he patted his lap, his eyes firmly locked on hers.
Narcissa smiled sexily and stalked forward. It was barely three steps away but she took her time, slowly raising her legs and sashaying toward him. He chuckled.
Her legs planted on either side of his own, and he raised his hands. Still smiling, she gripped his hands and slowly squatted down until her legs were folded under her body. Slowly, deliberately, she released his left hand and dragged her hand down his body. Her fingers traced his toned chest, brushing over his nipple before they caressed his abs, all the while their eyes stayed locked together before she firmly grabbed his cock in her soft hands. Harry hissed slightly at her delicate touch and Narcissa smirked.
Still smirking, she lined up his erection against her wet opening and popped the head in. Harry didn't seem to mind the wait, in fact, he was rather enjoying her ministrations. Narcissa however deemed it enough and with nary a thought, dropped herself on his lap, burying him to the hilt inside her. Twin groans of pleasure released and lost themselves amidst the cacophony of lewd sounds as Harry bottomed out inside her quivering snatch with a wet squelch.
Releasing his hold on her left hand, he grabbed her by the waist and held her firmly. Narcissa grabbed onto his shoulders and nodded. Slowly, she started rocking on his cock, his length slithering in and out of her, burrowing its way even deeper inside her. The water was falling between them, and it created a veil as she looked at him. Slowly, their faces moved forward until they were both under the shower and their lips locked together in a hungry kiss. No words needed to be spoken as Narcissa started to rock her ass on his lap, taking him inside her with every slam.
The sounds of their lovemaking were compounded as a result of the water as every time Narcissa slammed herself down on his cock, the sound of skin slapping against skin was accompanied by a wet squelch of water that displaced every time their bodies collided together. The result was something entirely different.
Their lips stayed locked together as their tongues intertwined inside her mouth. Their breathing was somewhat steady as they continued to move together. Narcissa slammed herself roughly down on his cock and Harry did his best to match her movements despite the limited room he had. His hands found their place right over her shapely rear and he grabbed a firm hold of both her plump cheeks as Narcissa's grip on his shoulders tightened. With his grip on her ass secured, Harry began to direct her, bouncing her on his cock as his lips stayed busy devouring hers.
Her beautiful tits were swaying between them before Narcissa leaned forward and eliminated the marginal gap between their upper bodies. Harry bathed in the delightful feeling of her succulent tits rubbing against his firm chest sensuously, the water cascading down their bodies and escalating the eroticism of the moment.
SMACK!
His palm collided harshly against her sexy ass as Narcissa grunted into their kiss, and Harry was surprised but nonetheless thrilled at the fact that she had managed to suppress her scream. However...
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"AAAAHHHHHHHH!"
Harry grinned as Narcissa cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure as he slapped both of her ass cheeks together before squeezing roughly.
"You wanted that, right?"
Narcissa could barely nod and Harry grinned. However, before he could reassert himself upon her, she surprised him by pushing him back. He felt his back come into contact with the floor and looked up at Narcissa. She was leaning over him, her blonde locks framing her face and covering his. He looked up into her eyes to see them hooded. She was gone, overflowing with sexual haze and he knew it wouldn't clear until she had had her climax. He was all too happy to do the small task.
Grinning, he grabbed her hair in a rough grip and pulled her down, slamming his lips against hers. Narcissa only grunted and returned his kiss with equal passion. Her fingers grabbed his shoulders tightly as Harry bent his knees upward, his feet planted firmly on the wet floor.
Quickly, he brought his hands down and grabbed a firm hold of her ass, and without any warning, slammed his cock up inside her. Narcissa howled.
Harry was in no mood though. He continued to suck her lips roughly and started to mercilessly thrust upward inside her well-fucked pussy. The entire shower stall echoed with the lewd sound of skin slapping against skin, and it was akin to applause given the ferocity of his thrusts. Harry fucked her hard and fast, giving her no room to breathe as he continued to ravish her lovely mouth.
Their bodies were getting drenched in hot water but they weren't bothered enough to care about it. It was rather pleasant in every sense.
The beautiful blonde was not idle either, despite being aroused beyond comprehension. She kept slamming her back down on his cock, fucking herself in time with every thrust of his and getting ever so close to her imminent climax. She was almost there!
Only when he felt her inner walls clench around his cock did he realize she was having an orgasm. Her shivering form was enclosed in his arms as he tightened his hold on her. He was close as well, and he wanted to fill her up with his seed before she rode out her climax.
Narcissa had her insides painted white yet again and she couldn't remember how many orgasms they had had throughout the night. The head of his cock exploded deep inside her snatch, and load after fucking load of his potent seed splattered all over her inner walls. Harry grunted as he shot ropes of cum all the way inside her.
After what felt like hours, the two lovers crumpled on the ground in a heap. Narcissa collapsed on top of him, her breasts squashed up against his chest and Harry lay there, panting. She lay there, relishing in the feeling of being so thoroughly fucked to an intense orgasm, absolutely satisfied and full of cum.
A few minutes passed and Harry's flaccid cock slithered out of her pussy, and Narcissa released a small groan at the sensation of their juices dripping down her pussy and right on his lap. Slowly she lifted her head and looked at him. The two lovers gazed at one another before their lips locked together in a slow kiss.
Harry wrapped his arms around her as they continued to kiss one another. Slowly, they pulled away and rested their foreheads together.
"We've got to finish now..." Narcissa murmured as she buried her face in the crook of his neck.
"Yeah..." Harry sighed after a few moments of blissful silence, dripping water occupying it all the while.
Slowly, Narcissa pulled back and stood back up, and Harry did the same. Wordlessly, he pulled her under the shower and joined her. The two lovers cleaned each other, washing their bodies together and cleaning every evidence of sex off themselves. Once or twice their hands lingered, however, they refrained from delaying, and soon enough, they were done.
Harry pulled the door to the shower stall open and they walked out. He stayed behind her, his eyes firmly on her swaying heart-shaped ass. Narcissa looked over her shoulder and smirked. Harry chuckled and shrugged his shoulders as if saying 'What can I do?'.
They grabbed a pair of fluffy towels and took turns drying each other up. There was something oddly intimate about all this, something that contrasted with their wild lovemaking under the shower.
While Narcissa took special care wiping his nether region, Harry couldn't get enough of her lovely tits. Only Narcissa's melodious laughter brought him out of his funk. He simply shrugged his shoulders and gave her a small kiss.
He put on his boxers and noted that Narcissa had brought a set of scandalous burgundy lingerie with her, and helped her put it on. Not that he minded, it gave him another opportunity to play with her wondrous tits. Narcissa slapped his hand lightly when he started to get too handsy before kissing him firmly. Harry squeezed her ass lightly and caressed her body as their lips moved together.
However, their moment was abruptly cut off as Narcissa yelped. Harry too jumped back as he looked at what had spooked her. His eyes widened when he saw the Stag Patronus of his father standing right in front of them.
Their eyes sought each other out before the Patronus attracted their attention once again. It turned toward Narcissa and they heard James' voice, gruff and heavy.
"I won't be able to make it home for some time. Certain guests have made the situation more complicated. Will try to explain tomorrow somehow. See you soon."
Surprised, the two illicit lovers looked at one another as the Patronus dissipated and silence reigned in the steaming bathroom.
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