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The Elvin Bride	By : gypsybaby21 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Ginny Views: 13567 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Thirteen: Part B

Harry's eyes rolled in the back of his head as he lay against the magically enhanced tent with solid golden walls and bit his slightly chapped bottom lip. Hermione was on her knees pumping him with her hands, only allowing the tip of his cock between her tight lips.

He shook his head, trying to clear the encompassing amounts of pleasure out. "Hermione I can't—" Harry paused, quickly shaking his head once more, his messy brown hair falling over his emerald green eyes. His fingers went into her hair, jerking more roughly than he anticipated as he forced her mouth to open wider and take more of him in. "Oh, I'm gonna come," he whispered biting his bottom lip.

She pulled away, or at least she tried to. The warmth of her mouth, the sturdy grip of her hands…everything she had surrounding him was being taken away. He was frantic with need, beyond the option of fucking her right and proper.

"No…no," he cried out with desperation, one hand pulling her head forward, while the other took over the pumping. He tried coaxing her mouth open, but she wasn't having it and he was too far gone to try any harder, to even stop. So he bumped and grinded against the seam of her closed lips, a few quick thrusts then spurts of liquid splattered her face.

Her eyes slammed shut as she felt the wetness. She tried once more to pull away. It was evidently not an option with Harrys' hand gripping her hair, keeping her head firmly in place. His deep grunts of pleasure and appreciation causing a deep blush to blossom in her cheeks.

When he was finished and his knees finally gave out from under him as he slid down the wall Hermione spoke face to face with him.

"Harry," she wiped her face off with her white tee, "I wanted that orgasm going some place else, you know-more importantly I wanted to join that orgasm. Must be nice," she mumbled, trying to keep the amusement out of her voice as she stared at his collapsed form leaning heavily against the wall, the rumpled look, she decided looking delicious on him, even with his beautiful eyes shut.

He grunted.

Hermione gave a satisfied 'cat at the canary' smile. "I fried your brain didn't I?"

He tiredly ran a hand up his shadow darkened chest, his eyes still closed, seemingly ignoring her. Her mouth watered as his roughened fingers slipped through the droplets of sweat that formed on his upper body. She felt the wetness that had already been there, seep through her cotton knickers. Hermione groaned and pushed at his side, which only managed to cause him to pop one beautiful green eye open.

"Hermione, I need a chance to breath."

She smiled and changed her kneeled position to one on her back, directly beside him where he'd collapsed, her feet pointing towards the wall. "Okay, you breathe and let your very talented fingers do the work," she smirked up at him, gently taking his hand and putting it in between her dampened thighs. "Mm. That is just perfect—just move your thumb a little higher—oh fuck," she let out a strangled cry.

Harry smiled smugly, staring up at the roof of the tent. Not only was Hermione cursing, but he never thought he'd get to have her again…and he would definitely have her again this night. And again, and again, after all what else to life was there?

It was the incessant knocking that started to grate his nerves and once he'd realized someone was trying to come in it was like a veil lifted over his eyes. Trying to remove his fingers from inside Hermione's gripping wet and warm walls didn't seem like an option once he performed the action three times and failed.

"Don't you dare move, I will kill you, just please don't stop, oh my god-faster," she whimpered.

Her thoughts jumbled and running together, her passion filled eyes pleading with him, and her cheeks rosy from exertion almost had Harry ignoring the now pounding against the door. With a little more effort he started to pull his hand away, feeling dreadful that he couldn't reciprocate at the moment, but Hermione's slammed on his, pushing his fingers further into her, her thighs clamped shut as her hips gyrated upwards, taking her pleasure from his fingers.

"I know what you're doing in there and I'll be more than happy to explain how I know if you'll just come out!" Malfoy hollered.

"What the fuck?" Hermione growled.

Harry jerked at the language that was coming out of her mouth. "Hermione –"

"No, please don't, I'm almost there—not yet, not yet." It was a mantra she repeated at least five more times before her eyes shut, her back arched, and she gave a deep, close mouthed grunt, her hips pumping restlessly to prolong the orgasm. She collapsed on the floor, her lips forming a sloppily satisfied grin. "It'll do for now."

They gathered outside of the tent, some in preparation of leaving, and others under the assumption they would crash in this particular spot for the night.

"I don't see why we have to leave," Ron mumbled eyeing Cela's backside, as the white blonde, cerulean eyed elf bent to retrieve something that had fallen on the floor.

"We need to get out of this forest quicker than I initially expected," Hermione commented calmly, gathering her unruly brown hair into a ponytail.

"As much as I hate to agree with Granger we are going to walk the full amount of time to the Mystical Mountains. We need to get out of this forest now," Draco spoke calmly before chugging back some water from the stainless steel canteen he held in his hands.

Ginny had to take a breath as she watched a stream of glistening clear water slide down his jaw. Containing a shiver she moved closer, bumping her hand against his arm. Pulling the canteen from his lips, Draco cocked his head in her direction and raised an eyebrow before slipping his hand into hers. What made Ginny love it even more was that his response was more of a reflex than anything.

"What makes you have the final say?" Ron snapped, his red brows snapping together and his mouth pursing with defiance.

Draco growled lifting his aristocratic nose in the air so that he was just high enough to still talk with Ron and look down on him. "Listen weasel bastard, if you weren't so daft maybe you'd have noticed the increase in everyone's libido or the fact that you haven't had a sip of water in eight hours. I had to force myself to drink that bit of water I just had."

"I have my water here," Ron informed, waving it obnoxiously in front of his face.

"And it's full isn't it? As full as it was since you filled it up this morning with the rest of. Just like I'm assuming everyone's canteen is, aside from Ginny and of course my own."

Ron, who'd opened his canteen to see the sloshing water at the top frowned. "I'll be bloody damned." He scratched his head. "I'm always thirsty. Why not Gin?"

"Because I've been reminding her to drink it, there are reasons ladies and gentlemen that the human body is made up of two thirds of water. We don't have water, we don't have circulation and there goes the heart. Forget that we haven't eaten anything in almost two days. Our weather conditions aren't helping either. Exceedingly hot with humid fog and then freezing at night. We are dying!"

"Of dehydration, I don't thinks so," Hermione scoffed. "It takes longer than a mere eight hours to dehydrate."

"Not if the conditions are right. You can dehydrate within the day if they are and I don't know about you, but Ginny and I have been fucking like rabbits."

Ginny's face flamed with embarrassment. "Draco."

His fingers tightened around hers. "We don't have time. I can tell you this. I don't tend on being dinner for those creatures that have been following us the past day. We're in bad shape and I wouldn't put it past them to attack when we collapse with exhaustion in tomorrow if we stay."

Harry, who'd been sitting on a rotted log that had green moss growing on it, frowned. "Creatures?"

Draco rolled his eyes. "You survived death encounters with one of the most dangerous wizards in the world. Are you telling me you can't tell when you're in danger? Or maybe your thoughts are too clouded with pumping your prick into Granger?"

Instantly angry, his eyes filled with furry, Harry's fist clenched as he leapt up and marched towards Malfoy, preparing to deliver a blow he felt was deserved when Hermione's slender hand disrupted his line of vision.

"Stop-Malfoy, explain without insulting us," Hermione requested.

"These creatures are ugly little buggers that have been following us. I wasn't sure at first what they wanted when I noticed them this morning. At first they were calm and almost sluggish as they trailed us. It was when Gin and I had a rather steamy encounter against a tree that I noticed the change in their behavior. I confirmed it again when I went down on her about twenty minutes ago. They became erratic, excited even, with visible salivating mouths. I've seen that wild look in a person's eye. It's not a look of desire so much as pure hunger."

"He's right."

All eyes turned to Cela.

"I was hoping we would avoid this. It's one of those things where I didn't think it could happen to me, but I've fallen victim to this forest just as the rest of us have. I hadn't mentioned it because I thought I'd be above it and we'd be out by now. A trek through the Lusty Forest without being influenced is maybe five hours at the most and we've been here at least two days. The minute we stepped foot here it started working, but are conditions are worsening. We're becoming more and more animalistic."

"Let's get back to the creatures that want to eat us," Ron demanded, folding his arms across his chest.

Cela turned her eyes towards him looking as if she wasn't sure she should answer as she measured the question. Finally she spoke. "The Lust Creatures are carnivorous. Their choice in meat is human and elf. They eat the meat on our bodies, the meat is the main course, but it's the juices from our orgasms which are considered a delicacy. It's their desert. It can also be accredited for the name, The Lusty Forest. The creatures give off pheromones when it wants to mate with a female, like any other beast, but that particular chemical effects human and elf. They keep themselves well hidden. They would have to when an elf is on the menu. I find myself wondering how you noticed them Draco when I didn't?"

Malfoy raised a beautiful arched eyebrow. "My father is a very paranoid man," he responded with a tone that simply said 'that should explain it sufficiently'. "Look to your left."

Human like if they'd been a little taller than a foot, with a black and white striped body, was a creature with beady black eyes bulging out of a head that would normally be considered to large for the beasts size with slimy webbed like twigs for fingers and feet.

"They usually use a camouflage that makes them virtually invisible, apparently they don't deem us worthy of that ability anymore," Cela whispered. "Don't worry though, they prefer dead meat."

"Prefer it, doesn't mean it's necessary. They'll attack once we've collapsed from exhaustion, guaranteed," Draco added, before again taking a drink of his water then quick coaxing Ginny to take some of hers.

"Ron you should drink some too," Ginny added before taking a gulp of the cool water.

Ron nodded his agreement. "We all should. It just never crossed my mind to drink or eat. All I can think about is getting-" he paused, glancing at his sister, and leaving the sentence unfinished.

"I clearly remember that in the beginning our magic didn't work here-that we didn't have much of anything but look at all this stuff," Hermione commented. "It's like we wanted to stay here, to live here. It's insane," she shook her head as she released the magic of the tent, and then gathered a pack of food and water. "Grab necessities. Who knows where this stuff came from! Food, water that's it! Since apparently our magic does work here we'll use it to speed our travel to the Mystical Mountains. Cela is there anything we need to know of the mountains. Maybe something you though wouldn't effect you?"

"Human do I detect-"

"Tell us, please Cela. I'm sorry my tone was offensive, but you said it yourself. You don't trek through all of these places to get home."

Cela nodded. "To show up in Elf Town, the way an elf travels, with strangers would be offensive and you'd all be executed without trial. These obstacles show worthiness of the species that come to get council from us."

There was silence before anyone responded. "Thank you once again for taking us this way. I'm also not fully human, none of us are. We're wizards and we need to know," Hermione finally spoke.

"There are human like vultures with long black wings that inhabit the mountains."

Ron interrupted. "And they eat people!"

Cela growled, her eyes glowing slightly. "Do not interrupt me! The males have nothing to worry about. These creatures, though both male and female, enjoy the female internal organs far more than the males. The heart in particular in a female is more tender, juicier, and sweeter than males, especially the heart of a female elf."

"Bloody hell," Ginny groaned.

To be continued…

Yay, I'm happy I got this out! I'm not going to promise a quick update, but I can promise I'll try!

Sorry if continuity is off, it's been so long and I can't bring myself to go through the previous chapters.
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- 14
- 15
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