While London Sleeps
by foggygoggles
Already, Pansy lay back upon the covers.
"Snuff the candles for me," she begged. Her eyes dilated with pleasure as her eyes swept over Harry's strong face and wide shoulders. Her nimble fingers tore off her dress to display her small, round breasts, as hard and deliciously tempting as apples from the tree of the Garden of Eden.
She spread her knees wide apart, then her quick pale fingers went to the hem of her knickers and she inched them slowly down her bare legs until she was naked to the waist. The corners of her mouth went up with delight when she saw Harry's erection tent the pants of his suit. Pansy caught her breath in wonder as he slowly removed his clothing.
When he was clad in only his boxer shorts, she began to worship him with her eyes. Damn him, she thought. He seemed in no hurry or more ready for her than she was for him. He walked over to her and pulled her up until she was standing before him on the bed.
She threaded her finers through the crisp dark pelt of his chest and clung to him seductively. He peeled her body from his and held her off momentarily before deliberately sweeping his hand across her private area. She moaned as his hands came in contact with her sensitive clit, and the backs of his fingers brushed her curls aside.
Harry lifted her so that she could clasp her legs about his waist. The tip of his tongue traced the outline of her lips, and she closed her eyes as she felt his intimate gesture arouse her fruther. She could feel the head of his shaft brush up against her bare buttocks.
His fingers began to stroke her breasts, encircling over and over the hardening nipples until they stood at attention, making her ache above as she did below. Then his soft mouth finally took hers, and she opened her lips eagerly, needing the thrust of his tongue inside her.
Her fingers tangled in the black night of his hair, and she felt she would scream if he aroused her further or die if he did not soon give her release. He lifted his mouth from hers and his hands lightly caressed her back. "How am I doing so far?" he asked.
"Fine," she answered him shakily.
"Honestly?"
She puzzled over the question, not wanting to talk. "I guess you could say I'm in purgatory right now, Saint Potter."
She untangled her legs from his body and stood upon the bed. "Actually," she said playfully. "You don't compare to Draco."
Harry smiled inwardly. By her denial, she had just told him that he was just as good - or even better - than her husband. He spread himself across her bed and pulled her down on top of him. Taking off his boxers, he slid his hard shaft into her hot, wet cunt and rubbed it back and forth in a most seductive manner.
Pansy reached down between their bodies and tried to guide him up inside her. Harry's hand slid down to cup her and form a barrier. Holding her whole mons in his warm, strong hand, he squeezed and massaged her expertly. "Okay, you're getting better!" she gasped.
His hand came up to grasp her chin, and as his mouth lifted to take hers, he growled, "Hush." His kisses were like heaven. He rolled her onto her back and held her captive between his thighs. He was torturing her, and he knew it - damn him to hell!
"Little better," she whispered. Harry braced himself above her on his arms and then thrust deeply inside her. She cried out her pleasure, digging her nails into his shoulders as he thrusted gently but firmly three times, filling her completely until he was buried to the hilt.
"And me?" she asked.
"Effing amazing," breathed Harry as he continued thrusting.
She was almost incoherent now, rising and falling with his deep thrusts. Suddenly, he withdrew.
"But really, how am I?" he smirked.
Pansy growled and grabbed him by the waist, pulling him down. She knew that her own strength could have never pulled him down - he let her guide himself right back up into her.
Minutes later, after his release and her shrieking, screaming orgasm, they lay side by side on top of the silk bedsheets.
"I'm a saint," Harry said, chuckling.
Pansy rolled over on her side and glared. "Shut up, Potter."
The two began a repeat of their previous activity.
Somehow the couple had made it from the floor to against the wall of the bedroom. Their clothes had both been shed for a more preferred appearance - absolutely naked. Draco began stroking the most vulnerable, intimate places of Ginny's straining, healthy young body. He kissed her temples, her eyelids, her high cheekbones, and then hung over her with his hungry eyes upon her mouth. The tension built until it was unendurable.
Draco's fingertips traced a line from her taut nipple of her voluptuous breast, straight down across her belly and directly to the swollen bud high in the slit between her legs. He took it betwen his finger and thumb, rolling it gently, then squeezing it rhytmically, keeping in time with her heartbeat.
Ginny's hand reached out to cup his heavy balls, and she used the same technique on him, gently rolling his balls one against the other to arouse him to where he might lose control. Her fingers closed around his thick shaft, and she manipulated his foreskin up and down with expertise.
He plunged two fingers deep inside her, and she arched up into his hand. Then he lifted her leg up, withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his long, hard manhood. He thrust to the hilt, knowing he was filling her as she would find out only he could. Her legs spread apart more - he was holding her up against the wall. Draco plunged down savagely. He pulled her up against the wall higher, his mouth taking hers prisoner, capturing the delicious tip of her tongue. He was oblivious to anything save the fiery temptress who aroused him to madness. His hot mouth moved down her throat, kissing, sucking, licking.
Ginny's hands could not resist his platinum blonde hair. Her fingers clutched his hair as the feelings and sensations intensified. His thrusts became more powerful and Ginny arched her neck and reached her mouth up to his, kissing him deeply, all her body clinging to him, moving with him. Together they stepped off the earth and into the dark side of paradise.