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Happy Halloween
By : Vedros
Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female
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Disclaimer: This fic is set in an AU.
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Over the course of the next few hours, the dynamics between Narcissa and Harry gradually changed. Initially, there was a sense of awkwardness between the two of them. Narcissa did not know what she should do, reluctant to give Harry any mixed signals. Harry, on the other hand, was stuck in the dilemma of keeping himself in the balance, both to help convince other people they were married but not going past the limits expected of him.
Food and drinks continued to flow between them, more of the latter to be honest, which made them slowly relax around each other. Gradually they started to lightly flirt with one another, a touch here, a glance there, all within proper limits so as to avoid any doubts.
Not much later their little hugs and arms around each other became a little more frequent as they got more comfortable. Light pecks on the cheeks, holding hands, interlacing their fingers and walking around became a normal thing. Narcissa's hands caressing Harry's legs even near his crotch and Harry's hand rubbing and squeezing Narcissa's ass didn't faze them in the slightest. More drinks passed between them and as the time kept flying by and as they drank some more, the pecks on the lips began to reappear. The lips of the stepmother and her stepson stayed pressed together harder and for longer, each time, and neither felt it was not right.
It was getting easier for Harry now to see her not as his stepmom but as a hot and sexy woman after so long of pretending they were married. It had only been a matter of hours, but their flirting and physical activities had only gotten stronger with each passing minute. Although Harry still knew in the back of his mind that this was all an act and Narcissa was feeling quite tipsy, not that he was much better himself.
Their inhibitions kept lowering and Narcissa was beginning to feel quite tipsy when one of her favourite songs came on.
"Oh baby, come on, we've got to dance to this. Love, we haven't danced all night." Narcissa implored Harry.
He looked up at her as she was bending over to pull him up by the hands and her twin globes almost hit him right in the face. Her cleavage was heavenly. He couldn't resist her. She was just too hot.
"Come on then, love." He said, exercising great restraint as he wanted nothing more than to bury his face between those glorious mounds of pillowy flesh. After enough practice, calling her by more intimate names had also become easier; it had become reflexive. Reality felt so distorted that it seemed like she was actually his wife and not his father's. But still, some part of both of them still held to the reality, because if she had been anyone else, he would have taken his shot already.
The dance floor was quite crowded with various couples swaying to the music. It was quite a mix of moves, from gentle to intimate to, quite suggestive. Harry walked with Narcissa and they took their place on the stage.
Normally the song was a slow-moving one, but the band that was mixing it had made it quite livelier so that dancing on the floor would be easier until you couldn't dance anymore.
Gently, Harry placed his arms around Narcissa's waist and pulled her tightly against him, holding her comfortably. Despite having a few drinks, he was feeling comparatively sober; Narcissa, on the other hand, was feeling a little tipsy.
Narcissa rested her head against his chest and sighed contentedly as they slowly swayed to the beats. Her soft tits pressed against his hard chest, her arms lightly resting around his neck, playing with the ends of his hair, and his hands resting on her hips slowly moved down to cup her tight ass.
As his hands reached down and squeezed Narcissa's ass, he pulled her tightly against himself, feeling his hard cock pressing against her stomach. He couldn't help it. With such a hot woman so close, coupled with what had happened between them until then, his natural instinct was to properly claim her, and it felt good having her pressed tightly against him.
Slowly, she lifted her head up to look into his eyes, their faces only inches apart again. A look of love passed between them as they looked at each other, their faces moving closer together until his lips met hers. They were so soft; he hadn't paid attention before but now he couldn't believe how soft they were. Harder, they pressed their bodies together, until Harry couldn't take it anymore.
Just when he was about to open his mouth, the music suddenly went loud as the chorus sounded with the beats and Narcissa pushed away from him so quickly that he thought that he had done something wrong. Harry was surprised to see that she had a big grin on her face. He quickly realized that she wouldn't be smiling like that if he had pissed her off.
She began to move her hips sensuously to the beat of the music, shaking her ass and running her hands over her curvaceous frame, cupping her tits and even squeezing them together as a look of pure lust came into her eyes.
He danced around with her, moving in tandem, moulding their bodies together. Both of them ground their pelvises together over their clothes, fucking each other right there on the dance floor.
Narcissa ran her fingers through his hair as Harry pressed feather kisses to her exposed shoulder and neck. He bit her and sucked hard which coaxed a gasp from the blonde.
Narcissa locked her eyes with Harry's and slowly but seductively dragged her finger over her stomach, through the valley of her wonderous tits, to her lips before coating it with her saliva and giving it a hard suck.
Harry would be the first to admit he was not a virgin. Being a celebrity and one of the best Quidditch players in Europe certainly came with some perks. But he would also tell anyone that he had never seen anyone, not even the veela, move so sexily as Narcissa was moving right then. There was no thought in his mind that this was his father's wife anymore. He only knew that she was a woman who wanted him and he would be damned if he didn't give her what she wanted.
Narcissa rubbed her body against his, then back to ground her ass against his throbbing length and repeated the process again until Harry had had enough and when she turned her back on him again, he reached out, grabbing her waist and pulled her hard against him, pressing her back firmly against his front. Her ass rammed hard against his cock. He held her tightly against himself and Narcissa ground her ass hard against his raging cock.
Harry's hands held onto Narcissa's flat stomach as she ground her ass against his cock. She stretched her body, pushing her tits high as her arms snaked around his neck to pull his face down to meet hers. Their lips met instantly and parted seconds later. His tongue darted straight into her mouth and was met by her tongue probing hard and fast against him. They kissed passionately, the need for oxygen nonexistent. Harry plundered her whole mouth with his tongue, wrestling Narcissa's own into submission. Narcissa's hands remained locked around his neck, her breasts straining against her costume as she pulled him harder to kiss her, her back arched so she could kiss him and her ass pushed hard against his dick which was almost drilling a hold in his costume.
Harry slowly dragged his hands up her stomach as their tongues collided with ferocious intensity and their bodies writhed in lust and slid them up and over her soft mounds of tit flesh.
With reckless abandon, Harry mauled Narcissa's tits, squeezing them hard and rough, pushing and mashing them together and altogether feeling her softness to his heart's content. He squeezed and pinched roughly at her dress-covered nipples, all the while devouring her mouth.
So lost was he in his lust that he began to pull at the top of her costume in order to yank the top down and free up those melons.
Narcissa twirled around in his grip and locked her arms around his neck, pulling herself deeper into his mouth and squashing her heaving breasts roughly against his hard chest. Harry's hands roughly squeezed and groped Narcissa's incredibly tight ass and he pulled her roughly against him, wanting nothing more than to fuck this goddess senseless. He dipped his finger under her skirt right between her legs and felt her arousal, dripping and wet. He caressed and probed her cunt over her knickers, his hand was rendered wet with the evidence of her lust as he smeared her soft thighs with her love juice.
However, just as he was about to pull her knickers aside to push his finger inside her gushing furnace, the song ended and Narcissa slowed her kissing down until she slowly pulled away. Staring up at him with her half-lidded grey eyes, and her arms wrapped around his neck, she smiled up at him. And then everything they had done on the dance floor seemed to hit her at once like a freight train, as her eyes widened and her lovely mouth, the very same one he had plundered vehemently just seconds ago, opened in shock.
Narcissa just stared at him, her mouth open but no sound coming out.
"I… uh-I'll… be right back!" and she rushed off the stage, out of the hall towards what he presumed were the female toilets.
Harry simply looked at his fingers, the ones he had touched her wet core with. He sucked her arousal off before making his way to the table they had occupied.
Harry sat there at the table deep in contemplation for over fifteen minutes waiting for Narcissa to come back.
'What just happened? I want her. I want her so much that I was ready to take her right there on the dance floor, in front of everyone to see. Her body, like a goddess. Those soft mounds of flesh, I bet they're the softest. That mouth of hers, her taste, her arousal – everything about her is heavenly. I want her. And she wants me too. I know she does. No, I'm not going to let her go.'
He stood there contemplating everything over in his mind, replaying everything, remembering how it felt to have her hot body pressed up against him, to have her big firm globes finally in his hands, his mouth passionately devouring hers as their tongues battled enthusiastically. He resolved and steeled himself for what was to come, his mind free of any doubt.
'You're mine, Cissa.'
To be continued...
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Happy Halloween	By : Vedros Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 19459 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: This fic is set in an AU.

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