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The Pink Lacy Knicker Project	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Ginny Views: 13685 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Luna woke up to hot breath rushing into her mouth and rough hair brushing her upper lip. When hot wet lips probed her mouth she realized that she was being kissed.

‘What kind of dream is this?’ thought Luna, returning the kiss tentatively.

She was soon distracted from her thoughts when she felt rough, calloused hands run up her stomach, caressing it gently before moving up to her breasts. The hands cupped and kneaded her them, pinching her nipples.

Luna moaned and arched her back, pushing her breast into the hands. The lips moved from her mouth and slid to her neck, the rough hair above the upper lip scraping across her skin, and making her whole body flush with desire.

Another hand, presumably from the same person, slid down her stomach and went straight to her cunt. It paused at the clean shaven flesh for a moment before slithering between her slit and touching her clit.

“Your pussy feels so nice baby,” growled a deep voice into her ear.

Luna felt as if her whole body suddenly turned into liquid.

“Gods,” she whispered.

The voice hit places in her body that she didn’t even know existed.

The hand continued to rub her wet clitoris and Luna couldn’t help but moan louder.

‘Merlin, what a nice dream—I shouldn’t open my eyes otherwise I might wake up,’ Luna thought, grinding her hips into the hand.

“More,” she demanded, opening her thighs wider to give the hand better access. She could feel a toned body as she shifted and was almost tempted to open her eyes to take a peek.

But Luna knew better. She knew that once she opened her eyes the dream would go away.

The hand stopped teasing her by slipping on long finger into her wet hole.

“Touch me, baby. I love when your hands circle my cock,” the voice said, sounding gravelly.

Luna reached out blindly to touch the man, still afraid to open her eyes and lose the dream. After a few more moments of searching, her slender fingers surrounded the man’s cock.

“Hold me a little tighter,” the voice requested.

Luna fulfilled the request and was rewarded with a groan.

“Oh shit, yes, right there. That’s it,” the voice said.

The fingers in her pussy began to pump into her deeply. Her juices began to seep from her tiny hole and onto the palm of the hand.

“Oh gods,” Luna whimpered, her cheeks flushing with pleasure.

Her hips moved onto the hand roughly while her other hand, the one that had been pleasuring him, flew from his cock and circled around his neck.



The hand moved inside of Luna’s body faster, despite the fact that she had stopped her caresses.

Instead, the warm body began to rub his cock against her hip.

Luna felt her walls closing in tightly on the fingers and knew she was close to coming apart in his arms.

‘Sweet Merlin, please don’t let me wake up now,’ thought Luna, on the brink.

The lips closed around her nipple, biting it gently. In a flash, Luna let out a scream, her pussy contracted tightly before it began to massage his fingers from her orgasm.

As Luna fell limply against the bed, the voice groaned and she felt a warm wetness hit her thigh. She was too tired and sated to really care.

It was only after Luna started drifting asleep that a sharp, “Bloody hell!” broke her from her cloud.

She opened her eyes and saw Remus looking at her in horror.

Luna looked back blankly, all of the night before flooding back to her.

Remus jumped out of the bed and dashed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

Luna sighed. She knew exactly what Remus would start to think and how he would begin to feel now that they’ve crossed the line into something sexual.

Remus would start off by feeling guilty for desiring a woman other than Tonks so soon. He would then starting wondering whether he really loved Tonks as much as he thought he had since he touched another woman—especially a younger one—so intimately. Then he’d wonder if he was going crazy before coming back with an apology for taking such liberties with her and proceed to avoid her as much as possible.



Yes Luna knew the pattern well—it was something her father did to every potential girlfriend he met.

Luna shook her head as she thought about everything Remus would be going through. He would regret every second—which was a shame since she certainly didn’t. She couldn’t believe how amazing he made her feel.

Although, Luna was happy that Remus finally noticed her, she wished it wasn’t in connection with Tonks. She had nothing against Tonks (in fact, Tonks had been the only person who didn’t mind Luna’s personality); Luna just wanted to be desired for being herself.



As Luna pushed the covers off to the foot of the bed and scooted to the edge, the bathroom door opened. Remus stood in the doorway staring at Luna with an unreadable expression.



He was wearing silk boxers which showed off his delicious frame.

‘God damn, no wonder everyone had a crush on him at Hogwarts,’ Luna thought, staring at him openly and appreciatively.



“I’m sorry for taking such liberties with you Luna. I was half asleep and didn’t realize where I was or who I was with until it was too late,” Remus said softly.



Luna waved his apology away with her small hands.



“Nothing to apologize for—we both got something out of it, didn’t we?” she asked.



Remus turned an interesting shade of red.



“I suppose we did.”

Luna gave him a warm smile. She got out of bed and slid past him into the bathroom, closing the door gently behind her.

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A/N: Many Thanks to my beta Tara! She’s amazing!
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