"We need a place for sex.
We need a place for sex.
We need a place for sex."
Late at night, a couple of days after the classroom adventure, Harry and Ginny slipped quietly into the Room of Requirement, seeking a place of isolation. The door shut behind them, a magical lock sliding into place and completing a sound-proofing charm. Harry was still working as a duelling professor but his role and the school term were quickly coming to an end. It also meant it was Ginny's last few days at Hogwarts as she had decided to accept a contract to join the Holyhead Harpies at the end of the term. Ginny had thought the Room of Requirement might be fun to use, but they'd have to do it soon as neither looked like coming back to Hogwarts in the near future. The pair glanced around at the newly created room, noting the large emperor sized, red bed, complete with golden lion, and a comfortable looking sofa, which they promptly sat at.
Harry and Ginny turned to face each other, and Harry brushed Ginny's fiery red hair out of her face and softly stroked her freckled cheeks with his thumb. Ginny felt his mesmerising green eyes boring into her own brown ones. "I hope you enjoy tonight," he said simply, with huskiness creeping into his voice.
"You too," Ginny replied. "Let's make it something special."
"What, our sex hasn't been special enough so far?" Harry said, in mock disappointment. Ginny giggled and playfully hit him.
"Of course it has. I remember every single moment." With that, Harry leaned in and planted a heavy kiss on her luscious lips.
Ginny responded enthusiastically and the kiss heated up. Ginny let her tongue loose and it met Harry's going in the opposite direction. Her tongue grazed the sides of Harry's mouth and she felt Harry's travel along the back of her lips. His strong hand, which had been resting on her thigh, slowly began to move up her side until her began to cup her breast through her purple top, causing her to moan into his mouth. Ginny's hands, meanwhile, explored Harry's muscular torso, which had been gifted to him by his Auror profession. For a while they remained like this, content to enjoy the other's presence.
But then Ginny felt his warm hands creep under her top and rest against her cool, flat stomach. He lightly circled her belly button, causing her to shiver involuntarily, and then moved up to caress her breasts. Ginny gently squeezed the bulge in his jeans in appreciation. She moved swiftly to straddle Harry's lap, and grinned cheekily at him, while their foreheads pressed together. Their lips joined together again as Harry lifted Ginny's top off, revealing her white lingerie that she had worn for his birthday. "I told you it was going to be special," she uttered, as Harry's eyes goggled. He recovered to plaster kisses on her chest, and nipped it, leaving red marks. He started trailing kisses and marks up to her neck and she lifted her head to give him better access. In return, Ginny slipped Harry's t-shirt over his head, and marvelled at his chest. She could feel his boner poking up at her, and wriggled a bit, knowing it was teasing Harry.
But Ginny then felt Harry's fingers undo her bra and it fell to the ground. He clasped his lips around one soft breast and suckled on it. Ginny gasped at the pleasure attacking her pink, erect nipples. His hand massaged the other one. His tongue circled her nipple and he grazed it with his teeth. He loved the way he could mould her breasts. He then switched and did the same to the other breast. Ginny tangled her hands in Harry's ruffled hair and enjoyed his work.
Harry then lifted Ginny off his lap and pulled her tights down to her ankles, and she daintily stepped out of them, meaning she was left only in her lingerie knickers. She could feel his eyes scanning her body, and she struck a pose which made her giggle. "Come on, Harry. Take off those clothes and let's get on the bed," she ordered. Harry obeyed and took off his remaining clothes while Ginny slipped her knickers off and sat on the side of the bed. "It's so soft," Ginny commented. Harry made a point of taking his boxers off in front of her, and she licked her lips as his large penis sprung free. She watched as it straightened, and then grabbed it with a small hand. She rubbed it and smiled as she felt it harden even more, hearing Harry gasp. She then took it into her mouth and bobbed her head, becoming more vigorous. His massive penis filled her mouth and poked the back of her throat. She sucked on it with her lips and grazed it with her teeth. Harry, who had his hands tangled in her silky hair, was groaning. "Ginny, oh, Ginny." Ginny felt him start to thrust into her mouth and, despite herself, smiled, knowing the effect she was having on her boyfriend. But she didn't want him to come yet, so she let his penis slip out of her mouth with a pop.
Harry then placed his hands on Ginny's shoulders and gently lowered her back on to the bed. He then spread her thighs apart and leant in between them, inhaling her fragrant scent. Ginny squirmed as Harry began pecking kisses along her inner thigh. Internally, she begged for him to reach her special place and get it over with, but she really wanted it to last. He gradually got closer to her vagina, and tentatively licked her clitoris. Her hips bucked involuntarily, and so Harry increased the pace of his licks. She whimpered. His fingers lovingly massaged her firm thighs until her moved up to her vagina. Inserting two fingers inside, he began to pump her vigorously, causing her to throw her head back against the bed. "Yes, Harry," she murmured. He inserted a third finger and stretched her vagina, feeling her walls surround his fingers. Before she had an orgasm, he stopped and pulled out his fingers.
Instead, Harry replaced them with his thick penis, thrusting it into Ginny's tight vagina as she lay on the bed below him. Her wet walls surrounded it and caged it in. Ginny gave out a satisfied grunt as Harry pushed to her cervix and then began moving in and out quickly. She loved the feeling of Harry being inside her. They soon found a comfortable rhythm with his strong hands gripping her small waist. He readjusted his position and climbed on top of her body, meeting her lips in a heated kiss. She moaned into his mouth. Her breasts pressed into his chest. Her hands found his bum, which clenched as he pounded into her. Looking up at the ceiling, Ginny noticed with a smirk that the room had generated a ceiling mirror, which enabled her too see what it looked like with Harry thrusting in to her. His bum was pressing into the v between her long legs and her body was covered by his muscular torso. She could feel a rising feeling in her lower abdomen and her walls shuddered, her juices flowing out. She gave a satisfied sigh and then realised that Harry was still pumping in to her, having not quite finished.
Ginny pushed him off her. "Get on your knees," she said and Harry did so. She lowered herself over his penis, until the pink tip was sticking up inside her. She then fully immersed his penis, as Harry quickly began thrusting up at while she rolled her hips and thrusted downwards. Because Harry was on his knees, they were able to pick up quite a rapid rhythm as she rode him. The new position was fantastic, allowing his penis to press up hard against her cervix. Ginny grasped her breasts and pinched them with pleasure. "Ginny, this position is great," Harry panted. And almost before he was finished speaking, Ginny felt the warm sensation of Harry shooting his sperm inside her and the pair collapsed in a hot, sweaty mess on the bed.