The Elvin Bride | By : gypsybaby21 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Ginny Views: 13567 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Some reviewers have complained that they don’t like the way
I write Harry—if you are one of them you might want to skip the next couple of
pages because I really don’t what to hear it again. I’m not trying to be mean,
but I like the way I write him.
Warning: Another thing, I don’t think this chapter actually
turned out the way I had anticipated. This chapter is just porn, I don’t
know how else to say it. The sex needed to be slightly kinky and rough to show
the difference that The Lusty Forest was doing to them, but I think I went a
little far, if I even managed to be kinky. This is definitely not for younger
people, hell I don’t even know if it’s for older people—I’m just that type of
person I guess. I think I have a little ‘nympho’ in me, which is more than
anyone wanted to know I’m sure. You’ve been warned.
Please be nice if you review! Sorry for mistakes a
head of time!
Chapter Twelve:
Water splashed every which way as Harry dived in and started
swimming towards Hermione.
“Ah-it’s cold,” Harry gasped, surfacing directly in front of
her. His cheeks flushed as his eyes focused on her breasts.
Hermione sucked in a breath and her mouth moved up and down
as if wanting to speak. “Maybe a little too-cold?” She stuttered.
Harry slowly stood up, making eye contact with Hermione. “I
don’t think anything could be that cold.”
Hermione chuckled on a surprised cough. “I dare to wager on
that! This forest is really doing a number on us isn’t it?”
“I don’t think it’s just the forest,” Harry whispered,
sauntering, as much as he could, towards her, and biting his bottom lip. He
lifted his hand out of the water and brushed a stray piece of wet hair off of
Hermione’s cheek, causing her to shiver with anticipation.
“Harry?” Hermione asked, her voice going an octave higher.
Harry raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue.
“Touch me,” she practically sighed out, nibbling the corner
of her lip, but she didn’t wait for him to move. She quickly grasped his hand
and pulled his palm full on against her breast, over her puckered nipple. Her
head dropped back and a guttural moan escaped her lips. “Oh yes,” she moaned. “It’s
like I can’t wait. Like when you’re thirsty, but you just can’t get enough
water in you.”
Harry’s jaw clicked and his eyes drastically shifted from
desire to wild, animalistic need. He squeezed her breast, his fingers digging
into each tender side. Hermione’s hips rolled against the water, making miniature
waves around them, trying desperately to make contact with his, but they were
too far apart. She licked her lips, her eyes begging for more contact. Harry
took his free hand and wrapped his arm around her waist, picking her up
slightly from the shell-covered ground, and pulling her front to his. Harry’s
eyes closed at the sweet, intimate contact, and swore he had almost fainted
from it.
With his eyes closed, he dropped his forehead against her
wet shoulder, stray pieces of her hair draped over them. He gripped her arse,
pushing her tightly to him.
Hermione’s voice cracked as she moaned aloud, her head dropping
back once more. “This forest is most definitely heightening the pleasure,” she
whispered, as she reached around him and slowly slid her nails down Harry’s
back. “I’ve never-”
Harry frowned into her shoulder. “Whom did you have sex
with? I thought you told me and Ron everything.”
“Well obvious not everything. I don’t tell you when I’m
ovulating do I? I can’t believe we’re managing a conversation right,” she said,
mumbling the last part more to herself.
Harry chuckled. “Thank Merlin for that. Who was it?” Harry
asked, slipping his hand from her arse to her front, between her thighs.
“Mm, myself.” Hermione’s eyes drooped and her tongue darted
out, licking her bottom lip.
Harry’s hand paused. “What?”
“Just because I like books doesn’t mean I’m a prude and I
wasn’t ready to have sex yet. I just went for the next best thing.”
“A-are you now?” Harry whispered, pulling his head back,
wanting to stare into her eyes when he pushed a finger inside her.
Hermione bared her teeth, her eyelashes fluttering. “Oh yes,
yes-so much.”
“And it isn’t because of the forest right?”
“Oh Harry,” Hermione sighed her hands pulling away from his
back to grip her curly wet hair, not caring if she pulled it to hard, a
headache would be a welcome result for the tiny ounce of pleasure she was
already getting. She slipped her fingers up her scalp and rested her hands at
either side of her temple, her hips rolling against his finger, her lips
glistening from her saliva. “I’ve been thinking about it since the moment you
took your shirt off. That didn’t happen in The Lusty Forest, might I remind
you. I realized then, that if I were to lose my virginity, there’s no one I’d
like more than you to take it. My hero, my best friend, my crush—” she added
the last part softly, tentatively, scared of what his reaction might be.
Harry just stared at her, her cheeks flushed with pleasure,
her mouth slightly parted with tiny mewling gasps. “Here, wrap your legs around
me.”
“Yes-oh yes, fuck me Harry,” Hermione groaned jumping as
much as she could, the water pressure only stopping her a little. Her legs
wrapped around his waist tightly, they locked together at the knees, trapping him
between her thighs.
“Lets go to that cave. We’re too much in the open,” Harry
panted, his hands cupping her arse to hold her up so that she wouldn’t slide
down his slim waist.
“No, right here,” Hermione growled forcefully, knocking her
forehead against his, her forearm keeping his head in place.
“Hermione, I don’t want to hurt you,” Harry shuddered
against her, feeling her stomach wave back and forth with every movement of her
thrusts against his erection, which rested against her abdomen.
“You won’t, I swear—haven’t you ever heard of dildos?”
Hermione chuckled, out of breath. “I read a lot and that turned me into a kinky
little girl. I’ve tried almost everything but the real thing. Trust me,”
she growled the last part.
Harry slowly wrapped his hands around her hips and lifted
her up. Hermione, squealing with delight, dropped a free hand down, and in
between their bodies to grip his cock. She grunted as he swiftly pushed her
down and she screamed. Harry dropped his head and bit down into her shoulder,
gritting his teeth at the honey like warmth engulfing him. Hermione reared
back, forcing his teeth to slide down to her collarbone, his forehead dropping
above the crevice of her breasts. Hermione jerked her hips up roughly, forcing
him to thrust his up.
“Oh God Hermione,” Harry grunted, his hand slid up her back,
and tangled into her hair, pulling almost roughly, exposing her long, slender neck.
His hips curled up under her, forcing himself deeper into
her, causing her eyes to widen. “What’s the matter?” Harry growled, withdrawing
and then pushing up harder once more.
“Oh, ow—you’re bigger than my…” Hermione stopped, her left
eye clenching shut, and her mouth dropping open. “Oh fuck me!” Hermione
screamed her voice hitting a note that made Harry’s ears ring.
Harry took a few steps and shoved her up against the marble,
rocky wall, thankful that they were closer than he thought they were to start
with. He pulled his hand away from her hair and went to the front of her,
squeezing her breast, then pinching her nipple. Hermione grunted as Harry’s
pivoting hips started thrusting harder, pushing her back almost painfully into
the rocks. He leaned forward, capturing her lips.
Hermione pulled her mouth away, darting her tongue out to
lap up the perspiration that beaded at the top of his lip. “So, whom did you
have sex with?” Hermione asked, each word beginning or ending with high gasp.
“Cho,” Harry growled as he felt the muscles in his lower
back tightening and his toes curling into the sharp shells mixed with sand.
Hermione snorted, which was quickly followed by a hiccup of
pleasure. “No surprise there.” She licked her lips and dropped her head a
little harder than she anticipated against the wall behind her, water smacking
into her chest with every movement. “Yes,” she cried out through gritted teeth.
“Oh-I’m-COMing!” She screamed, her voice hitching on the last word.
Harry leaned his upper torso against her, “Ahhh,” he cried
out, his face screwed up with pleasure.
“A-huh, a-huh---yes, yes,” Hermione laughed and gasped at
the same time. Her hands, which had moved from her hair, to her breasts, and
then to wrap her arms tightly around his back, started digging into his
shoulders.
“Oh God,” Harry groaned thrusting again. He opened his eyes
to watch as Hermione screamed, her orgasm just starting to fully rip through
her.
Her mouth was wide open, but no sound came from her lips.
Her eyes were tightly squeezed shut and her hips moved furiously as she rode it
out. The look on her face, the feel of her wet body against his, and the sound
of water sloshing around them, pushed Harry into the most intense orgasm of his
life. He gasped for breath, aftershocks of his orgasm jolting his hips slightly
forward.
Hermione legs slipped suddenly down Harry’s hips, her body
crashing into his, his cock slipping out. “Argh,” Hermione grunted laughing
breathlessly, dropping her wet hair against his chest. “Sorry.”
Harry smiled down at her head. “That was awesome.”
“Hmmm,” Hermione hummed, nuzzling her face into his chest.
“Yes it was. Way better than just myself.”
Harry laughed and hugged her tightly to his chest.
****
Ginny was almost scared by the intense look Draco had on his
face as he advanced on her. He had insisted that they take off their clothes
themselves, said he was in no mood for fumbling with unknown devices. Ginny had
just simply stated that she didn’t have anything on that was too complicated
and Draco just raised an eyebrow, clearly saying he didn’t care and to just do
it.
If only he didn’t have that demanding presence about him,
maybe she could resist him a little more if he didn’t have that. If only.
He stopped inches in front of her, his panting breath
brushing against her skin, sending shivers down her spin. “Draco?” Her voice wavered
with tiny amounts of fear. “Are you going to hurt me?”
He bowed his head, still making eye contact with her, as he
reached out and caressed her face. “I’m just not in the mood for sweet sex. I
want it hard and fast. I don’t want to make love, I want to fuck…since we
haven’t exactly done that yet, and I’m looking forward to it.”
“What do you mean we haven’t done it?”
“We’ve made love and we’ve had sex, but we never fucked,”
Draco spoke softly; his voice had a hint of danger in it.
“I don’t under-understand,” she whispered, never taking her
eyes off of him.
Draco cocked his head to the side. “Not really in the mood
for a teaching lesson Gin.”
Ginny’s mouth dropped and tried to form words, but nothing came
out. Draco’s shoulder moved, pushing his arm up, and his hand slowly made
contact with her cheek. He slid his open palm down the side of her neck, his
eyes flashing with desire as he wrapped his fingers around the base of her neck,
and swiftly jerked her head to his. His lips crashed so hard against hers that
she was surprised hers didn’t crack and start to bleed.
His tongue demanded, coaxed, seduced, his hands caressed,
grabbed, squeezed, and his hips rocked against hers, not roughly, but just
enough pressure to put some fizzling friction between them.
“Ginny?” He breathed against her lips. “I want to fuck you
in your ass and not the way we did it in the hot tub.”
Ginny paused, startled at how forthright Draco was being. “Wh-what?”
“I hate repeating myself,” Draco said, his voice dangerous
and low, but not low enough to be a whisper.
Ginny nodded, her mouth opening repeated, as if she were
stretching her mouth out. “Anal sex-I read about it in that book Hermione made
me read.”
“Well hooraw for fucking books,” Draco growled, his upper
lip turning into a sneer.
“Would you stop it!?” Ginny snapped, wrapping her hand
around his wrist and digging her nails deep into his skin.
He didn’t so much as flinch.
“If you don’t want to do it you don’t have to. I understand
if you’re scared,” Draco said his tone slightly sarcastic.
Ginny raised a brown eyebrow. He was challenging her and who
was she to back down. “Fine, I’ll do it, but you’ll owe me big for it. I won’t
collect right away, so you must be ready for it when I call that favor in! And
it’s not that I’m scared, jackarse. I’m just not found of pain.”
Draco smirked and pushed hand through her hair, clutching
her head tightly, Ginny only slightly resisting. “That’s my girl,” he smirked
and bent down, wrapping an arm beneath her legs.
She gasped as he tossed her onto the mattress, stomach
first. “Guess we aren’t going to waste any time huh?”
He pushed her knees up a little, forcing her arse to stick
out in the air. He kneeled behind her, his hips brushing her backside. “Merlin
Gin, you have the sexiest arse I’ve ever seen in my life,” he spoke softly, his
voice going an entirely different direction.
For a second there she thought this might go a little
smoother. Her hope intensified as she felt his hands gently caressing her, but
then crashed when one of his hands came down hard. Ginny squealed with
surprise, her body jolting forward, and her chest falling onto the bed. She
turned her face side ways into the sheets and glared at him. “Hey,” she said
her breath catching.
Draco licked his lips as his handprint on her arse started
to redden, then he repeated it on the other cheek. Wetness pooled into her,
around her, her stomach burned with desire. “Draco, what are you doing?”
Draco yanked her hips back, pushing her arse against his
erection. “Oh baby, you love it—I can smell you!”
Ginny’s hands fisted in the sheets, her teeth gritting, as
he repeated the process a few more times, “What do you mean you can smell me?
What are you an animal?”
“A dragon actually,” he whispered, bowing down over her and
trailing kisses along the curve of her back.
“Are you kidding me?” She asked pushing herself up on her
hands. She grunted as he smacked her again, a lot harder than the other times. “I
can’t believe this turning me on?”
“I’m not kidding, I’m an animagus. I’ll show you later, but
right now—” Ginny heard him whisper something and cringed as she felt wet,
gooey like substance in her arsehole.
He leaned forward and yanked her hands out from under her,
pulling them behind her back, and pushing her back into her original position. “Stay
down.”
“I’m not a dog!”
“Didn’t say you were baby,” he whispered bending down and
licking her palms. “God I’m going to fuck you hard.”
“Well here’s an idea-how about you actually do it instead of
talking about it? Or are you just trying to bore me?”
Draco jerked his hips against her and laughed.
He spread her cheeks with one hand and with the other he
gripped his cock, pushing the head through slowly. Ginny cringed, her teeth
smacking together and then apart, her fingers turning white from how hard she
was gripping the sheets. “OW,” she cried softly, her voice muffled from the
sheets, as pain shot through her entire body.
God, she had to be bleeding, and he wasn’t even fully in
yet. “Damnit—I’m not going to be able to sit right for the next month! Draco-ah—”
Her breathing became choppy as pain vibrated her entire being. “Maybe we should
stop.”
Draco growled. “Please no Gin! You have no idea how amazing
this feels.”
It was then Ginny realized that he was shaking and not
because of his choppy breathes or his occasional grunts of pleasure—he was
having trouble restraining himself. “Bloody hell,” Ginny gritted through her
teeth. “Just do it and get it over with!”
Draco gasped. “Oh Gin, yes. Thank you,” he panted and surged
forward, pushing Ginny harder into the mattress.
She couldn’t even begin to describe how much it hurt; it was
like she was apart of the pain. Tears streamed down her face and her shoulders
started shaking as sobs racked through her. She was having trouble breathing;
Draco wasn’t the lightest person in the universe. It was like she’d had bricks
placed on top of her belly and every grunt sounded shallow, gutteral, like it
was forced out against her will.
Her knees had collapsed under her, and the only thing that
was holding her hips up was her arched back, with a little help from Draco’s
hands. He had been so still for so long that Ginny had almost hopped that it
was over, but when she felt a tiny movement she flinched. He pulled out of her,
going in a downward motion, and then thrust straight up, his hips making a
smacking noise against her arse.
Ginny’s mouth dropped open, more tears brimming the bottom
of her eyes. “Ow Draco, God it hurts.”
“I’m sorry Gin,” his voice cracked. “It won’t be much longer
I promise. You feel so good,” he panted, withdrawing and doing the same
trusting action once again.
Ginny frowned suddenly as she felt the lifemate electric
blue jolts shooting through. It almost felt as if it were dimming the pain. Draco’s
thrusts become more erratic by second, her tiny forced grunts started coming
out with every thrust, and as she felt him ejaculate into her, she gasped and
bit her lip hard, a bead of blood forming underneath her tooth.
He collapsed against her; his damp chest plastered against
her back, his cock still inside of her. Her back lost her arched and she felt
her front middle drop to the cool sheets. He nuzzled the side of his face
against hers, placing a kiss against her cheek. “Oh Gin, I love you so much,”
he panted, darting a tongue out to lick the tip of her ear.
Ginny smiled, her lips damp with her tears, and she knew it
was all worth it just for him to say that, just for him to wrap his arms around
her belly, underneath her, and hug her tightly, just for him to—her heart
filled with love. Draco was never overly affectionate with words and barely
with actions. “I love you too,” she whispered, her voice catching on a sob, her
lips slightly pouting as she spoke.
Fresh tears slid down her cheek as he pulled out and
collapsed to the right of her. She curled her arm up and placed her hand, in a
fist, underneath her chin, her feet turned towards each other, but still
leaving a gap between her thighs, trying desperately to stop her lower lip from
trembling.
Draco frowned and raised a hand to her face. He was on his
side, she on her stomach, as he bent down and gently kissed her lips. He pulled
back and swept away her tears. “Baby I’m sorry.”
Ginny glanced up and gave him a small smile. “Hey I said you
could and I never told you to stop, so don’t be sorry.”
He caressed her cheek and actually smiled down at her. “It
just shows how strong my girl is, how perfect you are for me---damn this forest
knows its stuff!” He said suddenly.
Ginny laughed and leaned forward to give him a peck on the
cheek, which he turned swiftly so that her lips landed on his mouth. She
blushed and averted her eyes.
“It just amazes me, especially after what we just did, that
you still blush with me.”
Ginny raised an eyebrow. “Really? It shouldn’t. Everything
you do surprises me, I have a feeling I’ll never be bored with you.”
It was Draco’s turn to blush. He bowed his head and bit his
lip, then replaced his teeth with his tongue. “That’s good to know.”
****
“Ron, put your hand inside me,” Cela gasped, her thighs
tightening around his head.
For a moment her words didn’t registered, he was high from
her taste, his mouth almost viciously sucking her. Her thighs had a death grip
around his head and with every mewling noise that escaped her mouth Ron just
went harder and faster.
“RON!”
“What?” Ron snapped looking up.
“I want you to fuck me with your fist!”
Ron looked started. “What?”
“Never heard of fisting?” Cela panted, her iris’s turning a
cool blue. “Stick your whole fist inside me.”
Ron’s eyes widened and as Cela’s thighs loosened only a
little, allowing him to pull back, he just stared at his hand. “Wow, I-a—”
“Do it,” she growled, reaching down to grip one of his
hands, and pushing it towards her. “Make a fist-yes that’s it, now push it in
me until all you can see is your wrist.”
Cela gripped his forearm, her tongue making an impression on
her upper lip, as Ron pushed his fist inside of her. “This is amazing,” Ron
whispered in awe as his fist became soaked with her cum.
Cela’s back arched off the dirt-covered ground, the crown of
her head helping her arse to hold her up, as a silent scream of pleasure ripped
through, and soon that silent scream was no longer silent. Ron honestly couldn’t
remember how they got to the ground, but what he did remember was Cela tearing
their clothes off and demanding things Ron had never heard of before.
“Okay,” she gasped, sounding almost innocent, but Ron knew
better, elves didn’t really care whom they had sex with, just as long as they
had it. “Now, mo-ve, your arm back and forth. Back and forth, back and forth,”
Cela started chanting.
Ron pushed his fist forward, wetness coating his wrist as it
gushed out. Squishing noises and grunts of pleasure clouded his mind.
“Bloody hell you’re beautiful,” Ron murmured.
“I bet you say that to all the girls,” she said on a gasp
that almost was a scream. “Faster. Oh yeah that’s good. I’m coming, oh yes,
yes. I’m coming right now,” and then all Ron could her was her screaming.
His fist almost popped out at the height of her back arching
up. When she started coming down from her high, Ron found it hard to tear his eyes
away from heaving chest.
She smiled happily down at him. “I can honestly say that was
the best sexual experience of my life!”
“And we haven’t even had intercourse yet,” Ron chuckled.
Cela snorted. “Intercourse? Just say fucked next time. You almost
ruined this for me.”
Ron shrugged, “Sorry.”
She slowly sat up, her arse leaving an imprint in the dirt
as she got to her knees, and advanced on him. Leaning back against one of the
forests trees, he watched her every move. His hips jerked as he watched her
bend down and breath against his cock.
And when he felt her mouth wrap around him and his eyes
crossed, Ron knew he was in for the most fucking amazing blowjob of his life.
****
He was being so careful with her it almost brought tears to
her eyes. Draco had turned her onto her back and when he saw her cringe, he
lifted her hips up and placed a pillow beneath her. She’d smiled up at him, not
having the heart to tell him that it didn’t really help.
He trailed kisses along her pert, not even close to being
full, breasts, gently sucking on her nipples, and giving the same amount of
time to each one. She gasped softly as his teeth bit down gently on the side of
her right breast. One of his hands slid down the side of her belly, going
between her thighs, and carefully inserted two fingers into her.
She moaned and bit her lip, her eyes shutting with anticipation,
cringing, as her hips lifted against her will, wanting to get closer to his
thrusting fingers. He leaned up and captured her lips, swallowing her gasp of
surprise.
“Draco? Show me what you look like in your animagus form,”
Ginny whispered suddenly.
“But I-” he started looking surprised, his fingers stopping their
thrusts.
Ginny shook her head and pulled his fingers out. “I need to
stand up,” she whispered turning her head to the side.
“God, Gin, did I hurt you that bad?” He asked, the horror
evident in his voice.
“Draco, it’s fine. I promise. Now please show me. Oh and
this isn’t that favor you know!”
“That’s fine—I’ll be at your beck and call for the rest of
my life after knowing how much I hurt you.”
Ginny sighed and slowly pushed herself up off the bed. She
rolled her eyes. “Draco!”
“Okay, fine,” he grinned up at her.
Ginny’s eyes widened as he morphed into an almost slender
green dragon. It happened as if it was a second skin to him and he still
lounged in his position that he’d been in. “Wow, you’re still the most breathtaking
man I’ve ever seen.”
Draco dragon smiled, just as Ginny would imagine a dragon would
smile-if she would imagine. He flew up to her and wrapped himself around her
body, so that his face was resting on her shoulder. Ginny turned her head
towards his, blushing and smiling shyly. He squeezed slightly, in a hugging
gesture.
Ginny’s eyes widened and cried out as gentle waves of an
orgasm swept through her. She dropped her head on top of Draco’s dragons’ head.
Noting in the back of her head that he was softer than she’d anticipated.
‘When I’m in my animagus form, my magic is more powerful,’
his voice whispered through her head.
“Mm, thank you.”
‘Don’t mention it.’
Ginny jolted when she felt his human arms wrapped around
her. “You do that like it’s natural. How long have you been—”
“Since I was ten.”
“Wow, seven years. I guess it would feel natural,” she
chuckled and turned her head to kiss him on the lips. “Mm, that orgasm made me
pleasantly numb.”
Draco smirked, pride very obvious in his face.
“Don’t look so smug. I just want to sleep,” she said and
then as if a light bulb blinked into her head she popped out her bottom lip in
a pleading gesture. “Snuggles.”
Draco actually snorted with laughter. Ginny’s eyes widened. “Please?”
“I told you, you can have anything you want.”
“You better be careful,” Ginny warned shaking her finger at
him. “I might just remember that.”
Draco smiled at her and took her hand, walking them towards
the bed.
To Be Continued…
I was really, really debating whether or not I should just
delete this chapter and start a new because of how it is, but I can honestly
say it has that effect that I wanted it to have (to me anyhow) on what The Lusty
Forest can really do. I hope it wasn’t too shocking (don’t even know if I
pulled it off well), and that everyone liked it! This will probably be the
longest chapter of the whole story.
I’ve made an outline and based on that this story will most
likely be twenty-four chapters—possibly more, but the outline was done very
well. Hopefully this chapter doesn’t change your mind on reading it! Thanks to
everyone who reviewed. Oh, and remember: Please be nice if you review! ~Aya
“Well hooraw for fucking books,” ~ Similar to Cameron Poe’s
line in Con Air. What he actually said “Well hooraw for the sounds of fucking
silence,” something like that anyhow.
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