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Harry's Wandering Eye	By : JustAWhat Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 30875 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The author does not own Harry Potter, nor make any money off this story. This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to actual events is coincidental. It is fantasy only; the author does not condone any illegal/immoral actions in real life.

Chapter List
- 7
- 8
- 9
Warnings: Heterosexual Sex, Cuckquean/Infidelity
Summary: I was just waiting for him to give in and walk down those stairs, I had Seen it all happening already. [Harry/Luna]

Anticipation

I knocked on the door to Grimmauld Place. Ginny Potter was waiting in their bedroom for me and Harry was in the kitchen. The door would be opened in three...two...one.
I have a little bit of Seer blood, you know…okay, more than a little bit.
"Luna! Come in, she's waiting for you." Harry made a sweeping motion with his arm as he let me in. "Thanks for doing this, she’s absolutely refusing to let me help, as usual."
"What are friends for?" I gave a laugh.
I could understand where Harry was coming from, with a broken leg Ginny couldn't bath alone, but she was being stubborn and wouldn’t let her husband help her. She didn’t like feeling helpless, but Harry knew that I had no problems bullying her to get my way if need be, so he called me for help.
I dropped my bag at the bottom of the stairs and made my way up them to help Ginny. An image flash through my mind, so sudden yet so vivid. Ginny was sleeping on the sofa in the lounge room while Harry and I were entangled together, not ten feet from her on the lounge room floor. It was hot, and I was randy.
"Luna?" Ginny called to me and I shook my head.
Keep it together Luna, he's married to your best friend.
Hours later, different thoughts went through my head. I knew this day would come, I mean I had seen it. Here I was lying on the floor in the living room. Ginny was sleeping on the sofa and Harry was in the bedroom, having an argument with himself. Me? I was just waiting for him to give in and walk down those stairs, I had Seen it all happening already. I knew when I agreed to help out that this would happen. Secretly, I wanted this but I would never admit it out loud. You wouldn't get me to say it.
"You love Ginny, arsehole. You’re a bloody sick, perverted bastard!" I heard Harry curse himself and I couldn't help but smile. If only he knew.
I had purposely worn a lacy babydoll tonight, to get a reaction out of Harry as I popped upstairs to the bathroom. I wiggled my bum, and smiled innocently as Harry stood in his doorway transfixed on me. It was exciting, and now I was just waiting for him to come down here so we could continue. Ginny once told me it was the anticipation of what was to come that made some things more exciting and I had to agree. I think I was already wet just from waiting.
Harry had stopped pacing around, but he hadn't stopped talking to himself. He wanted to come down, but he was worrying about his wife and his marriage. About my husband, Rolf. About our families. The vision hadn't changed though, and soon he would be down here...
Just like that, the door opened and he was on the stairs. I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep as Harry sat in the chair by the door. His breathing was labored as he watched me. Not wanting to keep the pretense up, I shifted around and opened my eyes looking straight at Harry who froze and held his breath.
"Sorry." He whispered, he stood up and began to make his way out of the room
"Wait, don't go." I said, sitting up. He couldn't go, not now.
Hesitating, Harry turned to look at me and I knew, soon we would be entwined on the floor. Harry moved so he was kneeling on the floor, his face close to mine. He was so close that if I tilted my head then our lips would touch. I wanted to taste him, badly.
I could see the internal battle flash through Harry's eyes before his lips crashed to mine, my arms wrapped around him and I kicked the covers off me as Harry lowered us down onto the makeshift bed. Harry pressed his body onto mine, and I could feel his erection pressing into my thigh. Desire pooled in the pit of my stomach and I let out an appreciative moan.
Warm hands pulled at the straps of the babydoll until they reached my elbows so my breasts were freed from its confines. Pulling away from my lips, Harry set his sights on my breasts. His mouth clamped around my left breast while his hand massaged my right, pinching the nipple every so often. My back arched, pushing my breasts to him further as a moan left my lips. Ginny stirred and I stared wide eyed at my best friend’s sleeping figure, praying she wouldn't wake. Harry didn't stop, either he hadn't heard his wife or he just didn't care. He switched his attention to the other breast as he bit on the nipple. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding in as my head fell back as I stared at the ceiling.
Merlin, what is he doing to me?
Harry pulled away and leaned up, capturing my lips with his. His hand pulled the babydoll up so it bunched under my breasts and he cupped me over my knickers.
"Harry, please." I whispered, I don't know what I was begging for but Harry seemed to.
He moved so his face was hovering over my knickers and very slowly he licked his lips. I stared wide-eyed as Harry latched his lips over my knickers and started sucking. Panting, I shifted my hips raising them further off the floor. He was close, so close to where I wanted him. Briefly my eyes flickered towards his wife, giving a silent pray I wiggled my hips.
"Harry Potter, I need you."
"Ginny can never know, Luna."
“Of course not, Harry. I love Rolf you know.”
“I know.”
Harry pulled away and grabbed the hem of his shirt, lifting it up in ease. Next were his pants letting his huge cock spring free – he put Rolf to shame, and my husband was not lacking himself. Not wanting to have any clothing between us, I removed the babydoll and wiggled out of my knickers. Holding his cock, Harry moved between my thighs and rubbed the bellend across my opening. It seemed like forever before he finally entered me but damn was it worth it.
Ginny had said that sex with Harry was amazing, that having his huge cock inside her was an experience that was unmissable.
Damn was she right. Sorry, Rolf, but the truth only hurts if you know about it.
It felt like the warmth from Harry's body was warming me up as he entered me. The feeling so unfamiliar was the best thing I had felt in a long time and I wrapped my arms and legs around him, trying to meld our bodies together. I whimpered and moaned as I was taken to ecstasy. I forgot about Ginny, I forgot about Rolf. There was only Harry and me, on this floor at this very minute. All that mattered was us. My back arched as the most intense orgasm ripped through me and my mouth opened letting out the most feral sound I had ever made. Harry collapsed down on top of me panting hard.
"Merlin," he whispered after he caught his breath.
"Yeah..."
An image flashed through my mind. I was on all fours, facing a sleeping Ginny as her husband shagged me from behind. I smiled as I felt Harry move, his erection evident. We weren't done yet
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