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Evactuation of the Flumpawumps	By : lineape1 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Luna Views: 74823 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Flumpaumps 4: ...A witty title

It was meant to be a very light kiss. A graze if you will. Hardly a kiss at all.

Which was why Harry was rather stunned when she kissed him back. Just the lips at first, but almost immediately he felt a tongue press against them; probing and asking for access. He let her in, and decided to join in himself.

No wonder Ron wont shut up about snogging Laveneder, this is awesome!

One of his hands ran down her back, while the other moved up to her hair. He ran his fingers through the blond locks, and noticed the silky smooth texture.

Swinging a leg over his, she was suddenly straddling him. With her in control she intensified the kiss.

Huh, you can still taste a hint of strawberries and syrup. Can't taste the bacon though... weird.

After a nice long snog, Luna pulled back. Both indulged in a deep breath of air.

Luna then sighed. "Oh Harry, Why must you make things so difficult?" She asked, with a false air of annoyance, "Did you really need to kiss me just moments after the cunnilingus?"

Between large gulps of air, he replied, "Eh? What?"

"Well, now the uh... Chumbawumbas... will be back in full force," she said, running a finger down his still clothed chest, "Now the only way to get rid of them will be though vaginal intercourse..."

Something clicking in his mind, harry replied, "Wait, didn't you say it had to be anal-"

"Never mind that Harry," she said attempting to hand-wave her minor slip-up, "We need to get rid of them regardless of what I may have um... mistakenly said earlier."

Harry sat quietly for a moment, his mind working at a mile a minute. Well, she's clearly not as good a liar as she thinks she is... but if she wants to shag, then who am I to deny her?

"So sex then?" he said, with a tone of resignation.

"Yes, we will both have to endure." she replied.

Suddenly a bed materialized across from them. Rather plain, but it looked sturdy.

"Ah, what a wonderful room! I think it's good you stuck with it and didn't let my intense cynicism deride your choice of rooms. A broom closet just wouldn't do, not enough room to have sex comfortably." she stated, matter of factly.

"Right, so um... will this get rid of the flumpawumps as well?" he asked.

"I'm not sure, do you think it will Harry?" she asked in turn, fitting him with a piercing stare.

Returning the stare, he replied, "I sure as hell hope not."

With that remark, he grabbed her hand and practically dragged her over to the bed.

Both sitting on the edge of the mattress, Harry kissed her again. This one was not so light, and with a touch of aggressiveness he was the first to start exploring with both his tongue and his hands. A hand snaked under her top and slowly brushed over her breast.

Well, she wasn't wearing knickers, so why would she be wearing a bra?

Running a thumb over a nipple, he moved the other hand to her back. Starting in the middle he moved down to her bum and gave it a nice squeeze before going up as far as he could reach before he hit resistance and he realized the top had to go.

Removing the hand that had traveled from one nipple to the other, he placed both of his mitts at the base of her shirt and gave it a pull upwards.

Luna, accommodating as she was, lifted her arms straight up to make the task easier, before she did the same in kind to his shirt.

Moments later, both teens sat starkers on a bed in an empty room.

Harry gave her a sly smile, and reconvened his roaming hands. Moments later, one hand returned to her breast while the other was back roaming her behind.

Alternately her hands were gliding around his body. One was sliding up and down his chest, while the other was moving up and down his thigh. It was inching closer and closer to his manhood; He took a short breath in anticipation.

When she started to run her fingernails up and down his shaft, he decided that turnaround was fair-play and moved a hand down to her opening. With no preamble whatsoever, he stuck two fingers straight in; he was rewarded with a sharp gasp from Luna.

Pumping his fingers in and out a few times, he then turned to her and kissed her again. The kiss was forceful and was filled with lust. She responded in kind, attacking his tongue and teeth with a vengeance.

While Harry was working her down below she hadn't sit idly by; with his member in a firm grip, she ran her thumb over the head.

Taking her free hand to her mouth, she abruptly interrupted their kiss and gave her hand a lick. Replacing one hand for the other, she started to rub her moistened hand all over his gadget.

Harry knew he was ready, and from the look in her eye, he was betting she was ready too.

Removing both hands from her body, he slid to the middle of the bed. Patting the empty space beside him, he watched as she complied.

Seeing her lie on her back, he crawled on top and kissed her again, this time rather tenderly. Stopping the kiss, he looked her in the eye and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this Luna?"

"Yes Harry," she replied leaning up to give him a quick nip on his lip.

"Okay Luna," He said, positioning himself between her legs, "From what I've heard the first time is supposed to hurt, so I'll be really slow and careful at first."

"Don't worry about it Harry, I broke my hymen last year on a broomstick." She replied in a dreamy voice.

That gave Harry food for thought. She broke it on a broomstick? Like riding on a broomstick? Or did she... you know what, he wouldn't be surprised either way.

With a little chuckle he said, "Okay then, are you ready?"

"But Harry, everyone know that to get rid of chumbawumba's the girl needs to be on top!" She replied.

This time it wasn't a chuckle, he laughed out loud before he said, "Okay Luna, maybe later on, but I get to be on top to start."

With a cheeky smile she replied, "Okay Harry, but in the future it might just be easier to let me be the one on top, less bickering and all."

That statement set the tone for the rest of their sexual relationship.

Hearing her last response he decided to take the plunge. Literally and figuratively.
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