I woke up before him. This allowed me to watch him while he is sleeping. His features were peaceful and calm. His thick lips were slightly open. He had removed the blanket from himself, wearing only dark red pajama bottoms. I ran my fingers lightly over his bare chest and slowly descended to his abdomen and down. He was hard and a naughty thought went through my mind. I tucked my fingers lightly under the elastic of his pajamas and boxers and slid them down. I started to suck the head of his cock. My fingers were wrapped around the base of his dick and pumped. A moan growled deep in his chest. My hair tickling his stomach when my moan vibrated around his aching cock making his eyes open. My head bobbed as his hand touched me and sifted his fingers in my hair. My body curled back towards him and my hip was next to his shoulder. I felt his right hand drifted over my hip for something to touch as I gave him pleasure. That hand caressed my hip and down my thigh working its way back up again. It slipped between my legs and found me wet. That was making his cock twitch. I was turned on while giving him a blowjob. I heard Remus groaned. I sucked him when he started dipping his fingers along my folds and it made me moan around his cock again. He lifted one of my legs and pulled my hips over his chest. I stopped for a moment to enjoy the new position on top of him. Remus pulled my hips back and his mouth devoured me burying his face in me. He wrapped his strong arms around my hips keeping me in place as he worked his lips and tongue on me. That was so good.
He continued sucking me while I pumped him again, again. But as good as it felt, it wasn't enough. It was as if he had read my mind and Remus lifted my hips pulling my body up and back where I let go of his cock.
"Turn around," he told me and I straddle him without a question.
His eyes were black with lust as he stared at me. I could feel his gaze sliding across my full breasts. Remus let his hand trail along my ribs to the tapered waist and finally to rest on my hips. His hard cock jutted along with my bum and he gave a little thrust telling me what he wanted. He lifted my hips up and let me take him in my hand guiding it.
The head of his cock sink in and I rolled my eyes. That feeling was incredible. I sank lower and lower onto him until he was fully embedded inside me. I started to slide up and down his hardness, I braced my hands on his chest and started to really fuck him. I felt how rigid is he inside me and I tried to torture him a little. I rocked my hips forward and back. Right when he thought I was going to pull away too far, I thrust down hard making him hiss in pleasure. I was focusing on where we were connected and how to get the friction I needed so much. I needed this. My breathing was labored and my tits bounced in front of him. He definitely enjoyed the view.
"Oh yes, Ash, fuck me. Fuck me," he growled. Remus bent his knees and grasped my hips roughly as he started to thrust his hips up. There was nothing gentle about this as we fucked each other hard. I was exhausted and I hadn't come yet. Maybe he felt it, so he took control back by flipping me on my back and spreading me wide to him. He yanked my hips up and shoved himself back inside me. I cry out. This is what I really needed, hard fuck.
He fucked me deep and hard while rubbing my nub. My back was arched to keep my hips where he was holding me on his knees and all I could do was grab the bedsheets. I was going to come. "Oh Merlin yes…" Remus yanked my body up as we came together.
My heart was pounding so hard I thought I might have a heart attack. Our bodies were covered in sweat as we held each other and tried to catch our breath. My legs shook as he lay me back down on my back and collapsed beside me again. I exhausted him completely. He turned his head and gazed at me in adoration. Remus leaned over and kissed me tenderly. I smiled back at him. He pulled the sheets up again and tucked the pillow under his head before lying on his side and bringing me against him. He kissed the back of my shoulder and wrapped an arm around my waist before settling down. A whisper escaped his lips.
"You'll kill me someday."
We got up a little later. We both had a break for the next few days. I didn't mind lying in bed all day with a cup of fragrant coffee and eating Christmas cookies. But Remus obviously had another idea, because after breakfast he was ready and dressed to go out.
"Do you have any plans?" I asked, trying to pull the egg punch out of Sirius's hands.
"Yes, I want to take you to buy something downtown. Then the three of us can go for a walk somewhere. I will play a muggle who walks the dog and his wolf on a leash in the mountains" he laughed. "Come on, get dressed."
It was still snowing outside. And the buildings were covered with snow. I had my hat tucked low over my eyes and wrapped my scarf tightly around my face.
"We're not going to the North Pole, you know," Remus joked, seeing how I had dressed.
"I don't know where you're going to take me, I have to be prepared."
"We're going shopping". He replied simply, taking my hand and apparated us to the Leaky Cauldron.
I didn't realize where he was leading me when we passed Diagon alley. We passed all the possible shops, where I assumed he might want to take me. To my surprise, at the end of the street, we turned onto Knockturn Alley.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" I asked him, trying to get something out of him. "If you've decided to get rid of me, you don't need to take me here."
"Wait a minute, we're almost there."
I was about to turn around and leave when he stopped abruptly in front of a shop. The windows were tinted, narrow stairs leading to a bright red door. I looked up to read the sign above the store: Wizard Sex Shop.
"Oh" - that was the only thing I was able to say at the moment.
"Do you want to get in and take a look?" Remus asked me, scratching the back of his neck visibly worried.
"Of course," I said quickly."I just not expecting it. I did not know that there is such a store in the area. "I pulled Remus's arm to get inside.
Entering the store, I was surrounded by a pleasant smell of chocolate, books, and ... something else. The light was dim and came from many red candles hovering above us. A tall, red-haired sorceress approached us. I couldn't tell how old she is - something between 40 and 400. Her lips were with the brightest red lipstick I had ever seen. She was wearing a short sequined dress, fishnet tights, and rather high heels. She looked repulsive rather than attractive. She spoke to us in a greasy, pleasing voice without even look at us.
"Welcome to the number one shop for erotic charms, potions, and assorted items. You can't finish with our products but they can finish you. Can I help you? What are you interested in - straight, gay, animals, goblins, elves…" all these words were said quickly, without investing something in them. She finally looked at us. Apparently, he judged us from top to bottom, because he added – "Straight. Boring, but whatever. The room on the right is especially for you." And she took us into a huge room full of things. "If you need anything, I'll be available behind the counter."
"Let's take a look," I said cheerfully to Remus, "let's prove to her that we're not so boring."
He smiled broadly at me and we headed for the nearest shelves. We stumbled upon a bin full of what appeared to some kind of ointment. It read: "Magic ointments to make your partner horny instantly. "
"I don't need that. "Remus told me, leading me to the next shelf. "I can turn my girlfriend on in seconds."
"Don't be so sure" I tried to tease him, but he quickly drew me to him and kissed me. I felt his hand go down my back and grab my ass. His kiss became more insistent, and he pressed me harder against his body. I felt his cock harden. "In fact, we obviously don't need it. "I pulled away from him smiling. He needed some time to come to me again.
The next stand was full of a variety of erotic lingerie. From the most common to one that changes color depending on the level of arousal. There were all kinds of colors, different fabrics - from expensive goblin lace to elven satin. A variety of negligees, corsets, and teddies, as well as a whole variety of thigh–high stockings.
"What's the point of these?" I asked, pointing to an empty hanger with the label "Invisible underwear"
"You can feel it, but you can't see it. A game of the senses, perhaps. Is it bad that I imagine you with each of these?
"Choose some and I will try them" I winked at him." Your Christmas bonus will disappear in the fulfillment of erotic fantasies." Remus looked like a child who had just been told he could buy as many sweets as he wanted from the store.
The next booth was much more interesting for me - Dorish Doleyn's every Flavour Dildos. There were at least two dozen dildos to choose from. I tentatively grasped a tall plastic box with a ribbed pink phallus inside it. "eight-inch pleasure wand," the box stated in bold type. It vibrated, apparently, and had ribs and rounded nubs for enhanced sensation.
"Too small for you" Remus joined me, pointing to the box I was holding. "If this is going to be your new lover, at least let him be bigger than me. "
"Ok, , What would you recommend to me?"
"The next section" and he dragged me to it. The next one is indeed far more interesting, although the items appeared to be distinctly kinkier. My gaze fell onto black feathers and masks, and then onto a vitrine that exhibited nipple clamps, different kinds of intimate jewelry, collars, as well as a variety of floggers, ticklers, and whips.
"Get a basket. "I told him. "I think we should get a lot of this section here. While you choose, I will go try on the lingerie. "Again, a boy in a pastry shop. I smiled devilishly and went to the dressing room.
I tried one of the lingerie and I hadn't even donned the stockings and the woman looking back at me in the mirror was something out of an art film. Everything fit me like a glove. Two broad stripes of lace were draped over either side of the bust just so that it would cover my breasts. Crisscrossed satin strands adorned the deep, plunging neckline. A beaded detail of black pearls swung dangerously to and fro between my breasts. The lacy, black knickers were modest but the cut was very sexy. I was so absorbed in the strange, beautiful woman that stared back at me from the mirror that I didn't hear someone enter the room until he was right behind me in the reflection.
"We will get that" Remus's lips brushed my ear and the warmth of his breath tickled my neck. He smelled of chocolate, books, and that wonderful cologne he wore. His hands trailed fire across my stomach as his fingers grazed the edge of my knickers below my navel. Merlin, we would definitely have to buy them now because I could feel a wetness between my thighs.
"You should be here" I whispered to him. One of Remus's hands skirted the lower edge of my bra as a thumb lightly brushed across my lace-covered nipple. I had to keep myself from moaning and I felt him smile against my skin. I wanted him. His fingers hovered above where I was aching but he didn't touch me.
"Come on, get dressed, and let's pay for these things here." I can't wait to show you what I filled the basket with. " Walking to the door, he flashed me a brilliant smile before leaving me to collect myself.
"We promised Sirius a walk, remember," I shouted, hoping he'd heard me.
He definitely did it because I heard a frustrated moan on the other side of the dressing room.
We spent the afternoon in the mountains. The snow had covered almost everything, the area was deserted and we didn't meet anyone all day. When we got home, Remus and Sirius wanted to make dinner. I let them blow up the kitchen, I wanted to go up to my room and take a hot shower. As I took off my robe, I felt a piece of paper in my pocket. Barty Crouch's letter. I had completely forgotten it. Maybe I had time to open it and read. Slowly, I unsealed the envelope. It was in Sanskrit, but I could understand most of the words.
Dumbledore,
I know that the bearer of this content will seem to you a strange choice from my stratum, but I do not trust anyone. I know that when this letter reaches you, I may not be alive. I am the Betrayal itself. All is my fault. I must warn you. I did something unforgivable. The son I renounced many years ago is alive. Influenced by the pleas of my wife, who was seriously ill, I pulled him out of Azkaban and hid him for many years. During the World Cup, he enchanted the Black Sign, I managed to catch him and brought him home. But since then, white spots have begun. I forget. He is not here. He ran away. I don't remember who I am sometimes. He's out there. He can be anywhere. He can be anyone . He will help You know who. T he Dark Lord was rising.
Keep Harry Potter safe.