Following Destiny | By : goldhorse Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Ginny Views: 21811 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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AN: So, like the description says, this is a little snippet from Bound. This is Harry and Ginny's wedding night for those that requested it. If you haven't read Bound, (and if not, can I perhaps beg you to?) you can probably pick up on it quite easily. Here we go...
“Here we are.” Alex said as he put Harry down gently on the bed.
Severus followed him, placing Ginny in his lap. The dour man then straightened and fished two potion vials out of his cloak, handing them to her in a precise order. “The first one is for before and the second is for any felt effects tomorrow morning.”
Ginny blushed red as a tomato but dutifully took the vials, cracking open the first one and downing it in one gulp. She grimaced from the taste as she handed the first one back and then set the second one on the night stand. “Thank you.”
Severus nodded and spun around, vacating the room in an impressive billow of robes.
Alex grinned, his fangs flashing in the low light. “Do try to be quiet. I’m sure Mr. Weasley doesn’t need to know the goings on in his baby sister’s room.”
The soft clicking of the door announced that he was gone and they were alone. Finally alone. Not one to beat around the bush, Ginny spun around and tackled Harry to the mattress, giving him the snogging of a life time. Harry brought his hand up to tangle in her hair, giving back as good as he got. Running out of air, he pushed her away and took deep gulping breaths.
“We have all night you know.” He grinned at her.
“Exactly. Why lose time?” She growled and kissed him again.
Harry managed to buck up and dislodge her grip on him, flipping her over and resting his weight on top of her. “I want to enjoy it, not go full tilt blindly. Besides, we’ll have a lifetime for that later.”
“Lifetime.” Ginny said softly, her eyes lighting up in pleasure. “Harry, we’re married!”
He laughed. “Yes, I believe I remember something about it.”
“Do, um… do you regret it?” She breathed.
“Hell no.” Harry growled and kissed her passionately, pouring all his emotions into the kiss before he pulled back. “Ginny Weasley, you make my life worth living.”
“Potter.” She whispered. “I’m a Potter now.”
“So you are.” Harry grinned and kissed her forehead. “So you are.”
“Well, don’t tell me you’ve gone soft.” Ginny teased.
Harry quirked an eyebrow and ground his erection into her center. “Soft, am I?”
“On no, not soft.” She groaned, bucking up for more contact.
“Uh uh uh,” Harry said, wagging his finger in her face. “We’re going to go at my pace. You’ve been teasing me for months. Consider this payback.”
“Teasing?” Ginny shouted in outrage before blanching and lowering her voice. It wouldn’t do for Ron to come barging in. “Harry Potter, you know damned well that I would have jumped your bones had you but uttered the word.”
Harry snorted. “I couldn’t very well do anything at Hogwarts, could I? What if someone walked in on us? It’s hard enough not being able to be with you any time I please, let everyone know you’re mine.”
“Yours? So I’m yours now.” Ginny huffed.
“You’re mine…forever.” He whispered and kissed her gently, coaxing a moan from her before nibbling at her jawline.
“I like the sound of that.” She breathed.
“Now, let’s get you out of this pretty frock and examine these runes.” Harry said, his eyes flickering to the little copper eagle preening on her left temple.
“They’re so pretty.” She said in awe, reaching out and tracing the emerald green eagle on Harry’s temple. It jumped up and took flight, going nowhere but seeming to soar elegantly through the sky.
“You’re pretty.” Harry corrected. “These are just decorations.”
“No, they’re more than that.” She frowned and traced the collar of runes around Harry’s neck. “I wonder what they all mean.”
“I’m sure Hermione and Malfoy can tell us.” He said, reaching his finger out to lower the straps of her dress. He was immensely glad the simple white dress fastened down the front and went to plucking each little pearl button. His eyes stopped when he reached the copper rune over her heart, his fingers tracing it and causing his wife to shiver underneath him. His wife! He kissed the rune and then dragged his lips up her chest to her neck, ending with a nip at the ear.
“Harry, quit stalling.” Ginny gasped.
Harry chuckled. “I’m not stalling, I’m savoring. You taste good.”
Ginny shifted backwards and peered intently into his mouth. “You didn’t gain a set of fangs from that vampire bonding, did you?”
Harry sat back and laughed. “No, although I am hoping it helps my eyesight. I would love to look at you without my glasses fogging up.”
“I like it when your glasses fog up. Lets me know you fancy me.”
“I more than just fancy you. I love you.” Harry captured her lips in another kiss and peeled her out of her wedding dress. He threw it over a chair and sat back on his heels, staring at her bared body. She was wearing a matching lace bra and knickers set and it made his mouth water. He ran his fingers over the delicate material encasing her modest breasts, the pink of her nipples visible through the lace. A circle of runes around her navel and a line of them at her knicker line seemed to glow against her pale flesh.
Ginny grew tired of his staring and sat up, unhooking her bra in the process. Then she jerked off her knickers and tackled Harry, trying to rip his clothes off of him. Why did tonight have to be the one time she couldn’t use magic? When Harry was down to his pants, she paused for a moment. What did his tattoos look like? She spun him around.
“Harry! They’re gorgeous!”
“What are they?” He asked, craning his neck to look at her.
“A stag and a horse, looks like they’re nuzzling each other.”
“Cool.” Harry said and spun around, turning her away from him in the process and to look at her matching tattoo. “Nice.”
Ginny started giggling. “Now I feel silly.”
“Why?”
“Because Romilda Vane asked if it were true you had a hippogriff tattoo on your chest and I told her it was actually a Hungarian Horntail.”
Harry laughed heartily and kissed her shoulder, bringing his hands around to cup her breasts. She moaned as he teased her nipples. He was sure that she’d never know the long and painfully uncomfortable chat he’d had with Malfoy earlier about pleasing her. The blond prat might be an arrogant jerk, but he wanted to please Hermione and helping Harry was a way to do that. They’d had a candid conversation, full of insults but also some good tips, tips that he was going to put to good use tonight.
“I have wanted you since the beginning of the year.” Harry whispered. “Longer if I’m honest with myself.”
“Oh Harry, I’ve wanted you since I was 10.” Ginny giggled.
“Then why didn’t you say anything?”
“You’re about as thick as a brick, you know that? Anyway, Hermione said that dating other guys would get your attention.”
“It did.” Harry said, kissing his way down the middle of her back, his hands slowly kneading her breasts. “And now you’re mine. All mine.”
“All yours. Only yours.” Ginny gasped as Harry kissed the curve of her lower back. She spun around and brought his head up to devour his mouth, impatient with his pace. She ran her hands down his muscular back to give a firm squeeze to his arse. She wasn’t one to be shy, eager to feel every inch of him. He jumped when she gave him a pinch and she used the moment to push him backwards on the bed and divest him of his pants. She gave him a smoldering once over, taking in his slender frame, the muscles she knew he’d developed by playing quidditch and training hand to hand with Melody. He was quite lanky but she could see the man he would become, slender and hard with a huge capacity to love. She thought she might cry out of happiness but what she laid her eyes on next drove all other thoughts out of her head, his magnificent cock. Large and heavy, it jutted out eagerly, the head purple and weeping with arousal.
“It’s got an arrow on it!”
Harry gasped as Ginny practically dove on the bed, wrapping her small hands around his pulsating member. She gave it a cursory squeeze and his eyes rolled in the back of his head, a tortured groan escaping him. It was all he could do to keep from coming right then. He used the exercises Malfoy had said, picturing McGonagall fucking Dumbledore, Trelawney naked and pole dancing. It helped immensely but all sense of self control flew out the window when a hot, wet tongue swiped across the head.
“STOP!” Harry screamed and pushed her away.
Ginny almost toppled over backwards in surprise. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“Gods no.” Harry groaned, trying to calm down. “But you might kill me before the nights over. You need to slow down or this isn’t going to be very enjoyable for you.”
“But I want you to enjoy it.” Ginny said, her eyes fixated on his twitching manhood and moving slowly back to him.
“Oh I will, trust me.” Harry said and ducked out of the way just as she lunged at him.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. “Harry mate, you alright?”
Ron.
“Fuck.” Harry hissed. “Yea, I’m fine.”
“What in Merlin’s name is going on in there?”
Harry scrambled for something, anything to explain his shouting.
“Harry’s ticklish!” Ginny cried and dug her hand into Harry’s side to prove a point. Just as she suspected, he giggled smacked her hand away.
“Stop it!” Harry growled. “I’m trying to get some sleep!”
“You’re such a spoil sport.” Ginny mock pouted as loudly as she could.
“You sure you’re alright mate?” Ron asked, suspicion lacing his voice.
“Yea, I’m fine. Honest.”
“Alright mate but if you need anything…”
“I’ll let you know Ron.” Harry called. “Night!”
“Night Harry. Ginny.”
“Night Ron!” Ginny chirped held Harry’s hand, waiting on baited breath for the click of her brother’s door. She let out a sigh when she heard it. “That was close. No more screaming Mr. Potter, or I shall have to gag you.”
“There’s a thought.” Harry said slowly, glancing over at the nightstand that he’d placed a couple of things Malfoy had given him, two blood red ribbons among them. While annoyed at Ron for interrupting them, he was immensely glad that it had caused his erection to wane a bit. He supposed he could use that as inspiration next time he needed to get control of himself. He grinned and backed Ginny back to the bed.
“Harry Potter, what are you thinking?” Ginny asked cautiously, squeaking when the bed hit the back of her knees.
“Oh, just thinking about paying you back for your little stunt.”
“Little stu- WHAT?” Ginny was suddenly very angry. How dare he? She was about to give him what for when she was suddenly pushed backwards on the bed. Her eyes widened as Harry pulled her up to the headboard and proceeded to tie ribbons around her arms and to the posts. How had he done it so quickly? She jerked at the bonds, realizing that she couldn’t go anywhere and started to panic.
Harry shushed her, gently rubbing his fingers over his face. “Relax. You know I would never hurt you.”
“Why am I tied up?” She couldn’t help but squeak.
“Because I want you to enjoy this and I can tell you won’t do so unless I make you. Pick a um…safe word and if at any time you want me to let you go, just yell it out. Okay?”
Ginny’s mouth opened in shock. “You’ve been talking to Malfoy!”
Harry blushed and shrugged. “Git had some good ideas.”
Ginny couldn’t help the smirk that spread across her face. “Fine then. My word will be parseltongue, you snake.”
Harry laughed and nodded. “Alright then. Just call it out if you want to be let go, but don’t abuse it.” He frowned. “I’m serious. I want you to sit back and enjoy.”
“Well get to it then.” Ginny goaded him and caught herself just before she screamed. His mouth had enveloped one of her nipples and was worrying it in a rather pleasurable fashion. He moved to the other and she wasn’t sure she could stay quiet much longer.
Another knock at the door. “Um, sorry to bother.” Luna’s soft voice called. “Just thought you should know I laced a glass of milk with a sleeping potion. He’ll be out all night.”
“Thanks Luna!” Harry called, only momentarily distracted from his quest to turn Ginny into a quivering mass of goo.
“Good grief, what’s next?” Ginny muttered.
“This.” Harry said, biting down on one of her nipples. He was almost giddy when Ginny let out a loud moan. He switched back and forth, worrying, sucking, licking, and biting her nipples. When she was practically shaking, he dragged is lips along her body, stopping to kiss several tender spots along the way. The sides of her hips were especially sensitive and he took the opportunity to suck in a bit of flesh, leaving a small purple mark. An urge to possess her welled up in his chest and made it hard to breathe for a moment.
He worked his way down to the soft thatch of curls that covered her mound. He drug his fingers through it, feeling its coarseness before cocking his head and letting out a laugh. “It’s got an arrow too. Wait a minute.” He looked to his own cock and then back to his wife’s cunt. “They match. Oh for fucks sake.”
“What?” Ginny asked, still a bit dazed from his previous attention.
“It’s like instructions, tab A into slot B.” Harry laughed incredulously and then shook it off. He lowered himself on the mattress, breathing in her musky scent and gave her slit a tentative lick. Her surprised gasp urged him on and he pressed his tongue just a bit further in, tasting her essence.
“Oh gods.” Ginny moaned.
What Harry was doing should have been illegal. His tongue was parting her folds, teasing her core with its moist heat. She tried to dislodge him, the pleasure too much, but he merely threw his arm across her hips to hold her down. She nearly choked when he added a finger and then two into her tight passage. She lost track of time, tiny spots floating before her eyes as the bubble of energy surged up inside her. Higher and higher she went until Harry closed his mouth over her clit and suckled it gently. She stiffened and then shook, pleasure flooding her senses, her core contracting around his fingers and trying to draw them further inside.
Harry gulped. This was it, the moment they’d truly become one. He didn’t wait for her to come down, instead untying her quickly and lining himself up at her entrance. He slid the head inside, watching as her eyes snapped back into focus, a look of pure love etched on her face. He felt his heart clench and gently worked himself in, gaging her expressions for a reaction until he reached her barrier.
“Ready?”
Ginny trembled in anticipation. She knew it was going to hurt but she was still riding the high of her last orgasm. Unable to speak, she nodded her permission and braced herself.
“No, relax.” Harry whispered. “Put your arms around me and relax.” He kissed her passionately, sharing her essence with her. When her body relaxed, he pulled back a bit and then thrust hard, seating himself to the hilt.
Ginny cried out in pain and pleasure, a tear trickling down her face before he wiped it away. It hurt, no doubt about that but she felt a tingling sensation and noticed that they were glowing. A brilliant white light flooded the room. The only thing she could see was Harry’s face, a look of awe and devotion were there. His face was an open book and it spoke of love. Her heart contracted and then she felt it, a snapping sensation deep inside her, not unlike that of a rubber band followed by a feeling of ultimate peace.
Wow, Harry thought. He’d never felt so calm, so right in his entire life. If this was half of what Hermione and Malfoy felt when they were together, he now understood exactly why they could hardly stand to be separated. He reveled in the feeling, bending down to capture Ginny’s lips in a sweet kiss. It felt like he could stay like this forever, just being inside her, becoming one with her. He knew now what Melody had been prattling on about. She was his soul mate, his destiny. No one else would make him feel like this”
“Harry.” Ginny whispered. “Move.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes!” Ginny groaned, bucking up and shifting him inside her. Once the rubber band snapped, it was like someone had run a healing spell over her. The pain was gone but the ache, oh the ache was still there and she knew there was only one cure for it. She moaned as Harry pulled back slowly and then gently pushed back in, still leery of hurting her.
Harry could feel himself getting closer and cursed himself. He felt Ginny buck her hips up as he pushed down, trying to get more contact. There was nothing in the world he wanted more than to pound her into the mattress before he let go but he was terrified of hurting her. The tears had unnerved him.
“Faster Harry. Please!” Ginny pleaded. She needed more, more power, more of him.
Harry couldn’t help himself. He pulled back and thrust hard, grinding his member into the tight walls of her core. She gave a guttural moan and he broke, moving faster and trying to ignore the urge he felt deep inside. His balls were starting to tingle, signaling the beginning of his orgasm. Desperate for her to come first, he slid his arm in between them and began rubbing circles around her clit.
Ginny felt the extra stimulation. Her eyes widened as her orgasm washed over her, surprising herself as her body shuddered. Harry slammed into her a few times before stiffening and then shuddering as he gave an almost tortured groan, spilling himself inside her. Harry collapsed, barely able to keep his weight off of her. He mustered all his strength and rolled to the side, still embedded inside her.
“That was…” Ginny gasped.
“That was bloody wonderful.” Harry sighed and kissed her forehead gently.
They sat in companionable silence for a while, just thinking over the events of the day. Ginny looked at her wrists which were remarkably unscathed and marveled at it.
“How did you keep from marking me with those ribbons?”
Harry blushed and cleared his throat in embarrassment. “Um, Malfoy taught me how.”
“And why was Malfoy teaching you how to tie up wrists?”
Harry sighed. “He figured you’d try to take control so he taught me a way to get it back. It worked too.”
Ginny huffed in agitation but it was fleeting. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy it immensely. Rubbing her wrists, sighed again and turned to look up at Harry. “Any regrets?”
“None.” Harry said immediately. “You are my destiny. I was simply following it.”
"Good." Ginny said. "Now, about those ribbons."
"What about them?" Harry asked, his brows furrowed.
"Do they work both ways?" Ginny asked with a smirk before she jumped on top of him, ribbon in her hands.
AN: Hello everybody! There you have it, Harry and Ginny's first time together. It's kind of short but I think it captures the moment nicely. It was kind of fun writing this. Hope it lived up to everyone's expectations. Shout out and let me know!
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