AN: I do not own Harry Potter.

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Chapter III: Sunlit Sensation

"Still sleeping aren't you?" Luna smiled curiously and carefully grabbed her wand from where she had left it. "Incarcerous Membra." She waved her wand and watched as Harry's arms and legs were tied to the bed by recently materialized ropes. He wasn't stirring yet, Luna decided that he should be woken up in a way worthy of him. "Poor boy," She cooed as she stared at his rising and falling chest, the ease of his breathing issuing like a spring wind. The masculine curves of his body excited her, and it was with an eager tongue that she began to kiss the sides of his chest. Her hands patiently came to explore every part of his body, fingers strolling up his sternum and trailing in circles as she reached his pelvis.

Her hair couldn't help but tickle his stomach as her fine lips pressed into his chest, nose rubbing against each of his nipples in time. Her ear conformed to the dip of his chest as she rested an ear against his core, and she was treated to a rhythmic beating of his heart. Her hands ran up and down his sides, and she appreciated the way his heart beat had increased in rapidity. His eyelids fluttered open dreamily and he was quick to discover Luna's trickery.

She gracefully lifted her head from his chest and laid down on top of him, elbows resting on each side of his chest and hands holding her head up as she admired him. "It is nice to see you awake, I was afraid I was going to take advantage of you without you realizing it."

"I can pretend to sleep if that would make it more exciting for you." Harry offered, finding himself easily comfortable with Luna being on top of him, having nothing on her but a shower of sunlight from her lofty window. He wanted to reach out and caress the long blonde hair that was falling all over him, and he was also quick to discover he could not so much as move an arm or a leg.

"You can pretend if you like, about the sleeping I mean. I don't anticipate any pretending on my part today though." Luna's eyes traveled to Harry's arms as he tried to move them. "I find it's easier to have fun if you can't be moving. You can still have your chance later though. I prefer handcuffs myself, they keep it more real if you can feel the metal pressed into your skin- don't you think?"

Harry's thoughts of Luna had been poorly formed indeed, he had always seen her as more of a leather girl if anything. "I, well, I never have…" Harry's thoughts were falling in and out of sequence, as his tongue fumbled over the words he meant to say.

Luna seemed to understand him all the same and her pink lips formed into an even bigger grin. "I'll teach you how to have fun, it doesn't matter to me if this is your first time with toys. You're never too old to learn new games." Luna lifted herself to a comfortable position on Harry's stomach.

Harry seemed pleased with the thought of her on top of him, Luna thought as she got off of him and pranced over to the chest of drawers near her bed. She opened the top drawer and put her index finger in her mouth as she decided on which toy to try. Harry patiently watched her standing starkers at the chest, her curves as inviting as he could have hoped for. Her hair reached down to the small of her back, and he longed to have her , so it was no surprise to him when he felt his body start to react.

Luna turned over bottles of massage oils, and practically dumped out her collection of collars and chains. She had stored them up all these years, for she knew one day she would have a man that would appreciate her. It had been good fun using them on herself, but she dared to imagine that with a partner they would gain new value to her. Her eyes came to rest on the wooden handle of a flogger, which had softened leather straps attached to it- this would be a good starter for him she felt. It's soft leather could become rougher with more frequent lashings, as she had experienced on her own in her private time. She returned to the bed and Harry's uncomfortable grin would never be forgotten.

"Now then, Mr. Potter, I believe you're going to like this, and even if you don't I will wager that I will very much." She grabbed her wand and flipped him over, limbs still tied to the bed. She laid down her wand and tested the texture of the leather against her other hand, before standing in back of Harry. She raised her arm and brought the flogger down on Harry's nicely formed ass, and she couldn't know which pleased her more ; the whimper that escaped his lips, or the little red stripes that appeared on him moments later.

She bent over and kissed the marks, earning her a sigh of enjoyment from Harry – how silly he was! She thought, as she bit the spots she had previously kissed. He yelped in either surprise or pain, either way, it didn't matter to Luna, she was having a good time. She slapped him again with the flogger and this time left no kisses, but was quick to raise the slaps to his back. "What do you think, Love? Should I use another toy, or do you like this one too much?" Luna asked, reaching down and scratching his back in several places that looked like they deserved attention.

Harry admitted to her that he liked the floggings, but maybe it was time to use a different type of toy. "Do you have anything less…painful?" Harry inquired, raising his head off of the pillow enough to be audible. His back and ass were burning, and he desperately wished that she would kiss the hot spots again. Her lips felt so cooling to him after the lashings.

She considered him for a time and weighed the options facing her, for she did have other toys that could be enjoyable for both of them- but would he want to experience them? "I think I have something you may enjoy on some level." She once more returned to her chest of drawers and pulled out a tiny box with a lightning bolt on the top. She flipped him over once more and he seemed relieved to be facing her at last. "This is a little toy for the both of us, George says they're like Muggle condoms, only more fun." She took out the latex condom and placed it snugly on Harry's erect penis.

"What, is it ribbed?" Harry asked, straining to get a better look of it.

Luna looked at the back of the box and a cute smile spread across her face. "No, not ribbed." She said, as she positioned herself above Harry, enjoying the look of relief as she pushed him inside of her. A gasp escaped her and Harry as they made contact for the first time, and Luna relished the moment as Harry's mind raced with wonder of what the condom could do.

"I think, Harry, that it will be best if I demonstrate it's function properly, do you want me to?" Luna inquired, rubbing her hands over her breasts.

Harry stared on entranced with Luna as she touched herself, and he could feel himself quaver inside of her, and he also felt a slight surge of power course through his veins. It was unlike anything else he had ever felt, but he paused, and then remembered. This sensation felt like the sensation he experienced when he had been hit with Crucio, only this was an electrical pleasure of sorts. "Luna, I very much want you to." Harry felt wonder overtaking him in stride with anticipation.

"Alright Love, just remember, you asked for it first." She said enigmatically, before she started riding him with a slow and steady patience, breathing in time with his gasps.

It was a feeling more enjoyable than anything he had experience thus far in his life. He tried his best to thrust into Luna as she came down on him to further the sensation's they were experiencing.

"I think it feels a bit like falling a great height, and then getting that rush of excitement." Luna spoke as she brought a forefinger down to the top of her vulva and helped herself along as she fucked Harry. She moaned with mirth as she felt the tension rising in Harry.

Harry could have sworn the electrical current was growing stronger with each of her risings, and it made him suffer so- for as his climax continued to build he felt a growing pain in his loins. Was this the grand design of this condom, to make him hurt with each sweet pulsation of pleasure? Luna quickened her gyrations and her moans became more pronounced- Harry was feeling certain that it was so.

"You asked for it Harry." Luna uttered as Harry began to whine in pain, and then moan in ecstasy. "It is supposed to make you feel an orgasm as intensely as your lover. That's its' purpose…." She screeched as he timed one of his thrusts perfectly with hers. "Goddamn!" Luna blanched as she felt herself shuddering with Harry.

"Luna…Lovegooooooood…" Harry whimpered pathetically as she brought him and herself to a shattering orgasm, each one crying out for the other in desire and affection.

Luna savored every pulse she felt coming from Harry as she squeezed him tightly within her. She came crashing down upon him and she laid kiss after kiss on his inviting lips. She pulled his hair and brought him closer to her as best as she could while still straddling him.

"Love you, Harry." Luna breathed into his ear and embraced him tightly, loosing the knots on his arms.

Harry felt circulation return and wrapped his numb arms around her back, caressing every smooth inch of her. Her hair felt as soft as cotton and he held her close to him as they rejoiced in the workings of their flesh. "Love you, Luna." Harry returned to her, his body working to regain stable breaths from her pleasures.

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