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It was -so- unexpected. I can't even recall what it was that had me drawn into that place. Good luck, I guess. What a time to pick to take a shower. I don't know if I should call it fortune or pervercity. But I couldn't believe what I had just seen, my mind too scrambled to sort it all out. And now I'm laying beside Luna Lovegood, who is extremely naked, and panting. Cheeks flushed and her body pale with red sploches from the water, which is still running. And she asks me a question I am never going to forget. But don't understand.
"What is your faveorite thing about showers?"
I paused and fought to keep my eyes on her face and not on other things as they just where, "Excuse me?" I said, noticing how my voice has changed, from regular to rough and crackey, like when it was first changing.Oh, how Malfoy taunted me for that. But, mine cracked first. Then when my voice was deep, and his was high, oh did I have fun with him.
Her own high, and still out of breath voice, spoke again, "About taking showers. Besides the clean feeling you get afterward?"
I admired how smooth she kept her voice. Even under the circumstances. I thought she had just... made herself... yeah.
"I'm not sure." I said uncertainly, "Gives me time to think... Time to... er..."
"Yes?" she asked, blinking. Wow, her eyelashes were long. And her eyes so silver...
"I dunno be alone-- What-where-you-doing-just-before?" I blurted out before I could stop it.
"Masturbating." she sighed out lazily, stairing up at the cieling, almost looking intrigued.
There was the Luna I knew. Always speaking uncomfortable truths. But this was still the Luna who was sprawled out naked. I didn't know what to think about that. Her pale slender form next to me. Hell, I could feel her body heat radiating off of her. Right now. And she's naked. And just after... Masturbating? He pressed his thighs together under the towel that was covering his waist.
"Uhm.. Why?" I asked her shakily.
She looked at me and smiled softly, "Why do you do it?"
"Well... uh... I-- Sometimes I don't-- Have a choice."
"No," she said, chuckling, "I don't suppose you wouldn't, would you?"
I smiled and shook my head, "No, I don't. But you do, don't you?"
"Not when I think about you." Luna said dreamily.
I then literally felt my face turn red, "Oh."
"Your ears aren't red like your face is." she observed.
I found myself suddenly thinking of Ron, and his ears turning pink, next to his nicely shaped, freckled jawline. Mentally, I slapped himself across the face. Just all of this... Nakedness making me think dumb things. "Aren't they?" he asked absently mindedly.
"Are they sensitive?" she asked sounding just like her old curious self again. "Often times things don't turn red when they're sensitive."
"No idea."
And she did what was both expected and unexpected all at once. She lifted her hand and ran finger across my flesh on my ear. I felt a shivver going down one side of my spine and up the other (the feeling playing it as if it were a xzylaphone), my leg felt tingley and then going quite numb. "What--?" I managed to gasp out.
"Sensitive?" she asked, after I had let my eyes slip closed for a brief moment.
"I think so." Sensitive indeed. It was just starting to feel from weird to extremely good, when she stopped briefly, I opened my eyes just in time to see her milky white shoulder right in front of me. I saw her just in time so that the feel of her lips closing around my earlobe didn't shock me to the fullest. "Oh my -gah..-- Luna...?" I gasped out apprehensively. "Hmm...?" she hummed, not removing her lips from my ear.
"What-are-you-doing?" I barely managed those four words. There was a pause, she pulled away briefly to say, "Does it feel good?" before I felt her tongue tracing along the shell of my ear.
"Very.." I whispered after a pause. There was no vocal reply from Luna. Her hands all over my body was the reply. And somehow, someway, whenever her hand passed over what she called "a sweet spot" she knew instantly and stroked her fingers over it, sending waves of pleasure down between my legs.
"How d'you-- know?"
Luna lay frightfully still, save her hands passing over my stomach, "Know?" she said somehow. Her tounge was still on my ear. "Know whe- ahhh!" I moaned roughly. Her lips left my ear, and I whined slightly in disappointment, blinking up at her. Her surprisingly full pink lips turned into a surprisingly full pink smile. I felt her breath on my ear again, which made me shivver. "Shh. Someone'll hear and you've left the door open." I kicked it closed with my foot. She kept going. And never answered my question. I was disappointed.
Many gasps and moans later she pulled away, leaving me shaken, and the length between my legs throbbing slightly. I heard her chuckle.
"What?" I asked her irritably, although I don't know how I could ever be irritable with someone who has just made me feel like that without even touching my-- yunno.
"I just realised you didn't exactly knock before you came in, did you?"
I bit my lip, if my face was any darker shade of scarlet, it would have given the Hogwarts Express a run for its money, "I-- heard you." Luna nodded. Her hair was really... pretty looking when it was all wavy and in the process of drying like that. I lifted my hand and pulled my fingers through it. She smiled, ducking down to my stomach, were she placed a series of soft kisses that made me squirm.
"Luna..." I sighed out, I propped myself up on my elbows and gazed down at her, moving slowly down until she was hovering over-- my.. well.
"Have you even done this before?" she asked. Harry thought for a moment. That was a silly question. He was seventeen. But yet again, no. He had never been... well, almost naked with a girl like he was now. Maybe it wasn't a ridiculous question.
"Ginny. Just Ginny."
Luna smiled, "Oh, well than. I think you'll enjoy this."
She pulled away the towel hastilly. I felt her lift it up, breath beating against the tip. I closed my eyes. Just as I did I felt a warm, wet heat wrapping itself around my cock (yes, I said it), and they snapped open and all I could see was the top of her head. She swallowed the whole thing... whole.
I heard myself moan but I don't remember moaning. I didn't even think my mouth was open. My hips lifted up slightly and I felt a weird pulsating feeling around the head of my ... thing. And I realised she was gagging. She was fucking gagging. Gagging on me. Me! I didn't even know I was big enough to gag on! Then I felt the vibrations of her chuckling in the back of her throat. It was sensational, really. It wasn't long. Not not at all. No more than three minutes of sucking and I was squirting in her mouth, on her face and lord knows fucking where else.
"You can still go." I heard her say.
My eyes cracked open slowly, and it was true. I was still hard. "...Holy shit," I gasped out. "Holy shit." Luna brushed her fingers over my erection and gripped it tightly. I didn't feel... right. It felt the same. But harder, rougher, it stung. It ws bittersweet. Like it was too much. I had to stop her. Or try. "Stop..." I hissed, "It hurts...kindof."
Her gaze softened, "Really?" I nodded. "Allright, then..." she said slowly. I closed my eyes and recollected. Then, I felt something smooth and dry slip over my erection, and a gentle tap. When I opened my eyes there was nothing there. "Disappearing condoms. Roll on and then tap once with your wand. Most guys find the wand thing awkward. So I did it while you were recuperating." Luna said, "Twenty sickles. They're cheap compared to the ones that disappear and you can't even tell they're there. You can feel inside the girl too. I wish I had some left. But I gave them all to Micheal Corner after he and Parvati got it on Halloween. The one he used then was her last one."
I gasped, "You don't think we're going too... yunno."
"Have sex," Luna pointed out, "And yes, thats what I'd figured. You wanted that all along didn't you?" I thought about it. What had I been thinking when I had dropped down next to Luna? Was it of sex? Or was it just the idea of a naked woman chanting my name? "I don't know, Luna." I turned red, again. But still Luna mounted me. I started blankly at her flat stomach, so many things were flying through my mind at one time I didn't even know what they were.
"Will I be good? Do I want to give her my half-virginity? Or if she's a virgin does she want to give it to me? Will she hate me after this? Will things be the same? Will I see her more or less? If we have sex and Ginny finds out with Luna, being her best friend, speak to her again? What if someone walks in? What if someone gets in trouble? What if someone is hiding somewhere? What if ther is a Skinny Wizard Spy Cam in here somewhere? What if someone hears us? What if I get her pregnant? Will her father hate her? Will we get thrown out of school? Will I ruin her life?"
Now, would you know what you were thinking if that went all through your head at once? Because I know I couldn't.
"Don't worry." Luna said, "Everything is fine and we're safe." That was enough for Harry. She had to lift my-- hard...ness... a little so that she could position it properly. "Ready, Harry?" she asked silkily. Everything looked like silk, too. Ivory coloured silky. It even sounded Ivory coloured silky. Everything was made of silk now. Luna, me, and the bathroom. "I'm ready."
Ever so slowly, she lowered herself onto me. I felt the pressure all around me. All around. No fingers with spaces. Just tight, pressure all around. I felt the heat, and her muscles wavered slightly. She left out a soft sigh of satisfaction and reached down to brush her finger across my cheek. I blinked up at her. I still hadn't come to grips of the feeling of me being inside yet.
"Allright?" she whispered, I nodded, "Ffffine." Then she pressed her lips to mine, and then I realised we had never even kissed before all of this. I realised that I fucked Luna Lovegood before I had actually kissed her. And whats more. I-Am-Fucking-Luna-Lovegood. I-Have-My-Dick-Up-Inside-Luna-Lovegood. Am I lucky to be doing Luna? Lucky to be having sex with Luna? Or lucky she's even doing it with me. Or all of the above.
"Just relax, I'll do all the work." I felt her lift up, the pressure of her body around me was lifting to the very top, and then falling down on me again. I closed my eyes tight and knitted my eyebrows. My back arched involuntarily, and my hips pushed upward. Deeper inside her. I could have melted. She did this again. And again, and again in only a few seconds. Gee wiz, whenever I had imagined this in a dream... it was always in a sort of slow motion. Now it was just quick. But I hadn't really thought about it then, because I couldn't think of anything. No thinking. No intellect to it at all. Just... feeling. Just... emotion.
When I finally opened my eyes she was bouncing up and down, hair moving along with her, some of it swaying, and some of it jumping up with her and then falling straight again. I looked at her hair first because some of it was hiding her breasts. I brushed the hair aside and grabbed hold of them. They were bouncing and rolling with her movements and I just had to grab hold. My mind was scrambled and I let out a loud moan. "Ssh..." she said smoothly. How did she keep her voice so smooth. It was ridiculous. "H- H-ah..." Luna looked down at me, then at my hands. It wouldn't be long for me, I didn't really know about Luna. She had come all ready. And so had I. This will be the second time in an hour for both of us, will it work?
Eventually she fell down against me and did a funny kind of grinding motion with her hips. It felt good. And before long we were both moaning in rough broken up sounds. Until there were several mixed loud ones from the both of us. I wrapped my arms around her moist back and hugged her to my body tightly. She rested her cheek on my shoulder. We really did orgasm for the second time in an hour. What a record.
"All right?" Luna whispered. "All right?" I panted, "Bloody awesome."
We just enjoyed one another's company for a few moments before I heard a slick, silky voice say. "Potter and Loony. Well, this is a surprise."
And there was Draco Malfoy, smirking, leaning against the door casually.
I could have died
I wanted to yell and scream at her to get out, but I couldn't speak. I couldn't say anything. And rather unexpectedly, I replied.
"What's you're favorite thing about showers."
