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A/N: Okay, this was only going to be a one-shot, but I liked this story and the response I had gotten from it that I decided to continue. You also have SakuraAnkh to thank; she had some convincing to do to get me to keep this going. So hope you enjoy!
Sunlight was creeping through the window, landing on his face making him groan in his sleep. He sensed something warm underneath him and snuggled closer into it. It was warm and he just wanted to be closer to it. He felt someone's hands running through his hair. He heard laughter as he snuggled even closer it. He cracked open his eyes, sunlight making them look the color of viridian instead of the usual emerald. He lifted his head to see bright pink ones looking down on him. He closed his eyes and put his head back to where it was, "five more minutes…" he slurred sleepily.
Tonks put a hand to her mouth to hide her laughter at the childish antics. She lightly stroked his cheek, "Harry, get up. I know you like my breasts, but its morning already." She giggled as she saw Harry's eyes open and finally looked down to where his head was resting. She saw the faint blush on his cheeks making him even cuter in her mind. She half expected him to jump out of the bed and start stammering an apology, so she was surprised to say the least when he just shuffled up her body and captured her lips in a slow, sensual kiss.
Harry pulled back from the kiss and gave her a sleepy grin, "Morning, Nymmie." He had taken to calling her that after their first kiss. It was sometime shortly after Sirius' death. She had come to visit him, just to see how he was doing, and they had ended up falling asleep on Harry's bed at Privet Drive. He had woken up to see her smiling and he just kissed her on impulse. He never regretted it though, not one bit.
Tonks pouted at the loss of Harry's lips, but immediately smiled once seeing his silly grin, "okay loverboy. You should get going before Molly decides to barge in." Tonks usually liked Molly, but never in the morning. She was always hollering for everybody living in the house to get up. It was safe to say Tonks was not a morning person. Oh she would get up early, but she wouldn't move. She'd just stay in bed, usually wishing Harry was with her.
Harry lazily started placing kisses along her jawline, muttering all the while, "Don't wanna…wanna stay with my Nymmie," Harry wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck, trying to get comfortable.
Tonks giggled again. This is how things usually went in the morning. She would try to get Harry out of bed before someone would see him missing from his bed. He would protest in a sleepy voice, almost like a child. She was thought it was utterly adorable, how he slurred his words. She was glad only she gets to see this side of Harry. She placed a kiss behind his ear and whispered, "Harry, not that I mind you being in bed with me…," she paused to lick the shell of his ear slowly, "…but Molly would have a fit if she saw you in here"
His hands slowly slid along her body, emphasizing her curves, "What if I say I didn't care?" He curled his hand under her body and slowly moved one finger along her spine.
Tonks arched her body into his, "Molly won't cook you any food." She tried to make him come to her side of thinking by making him think through his stomach, but immediately laughed for Harry couldn't be brought down by food.
He raked her cheek with his lips, on his way to her ear, "I can cook." He brought up his right hand to cradle her face, his thumb brushing her lips. He stared at her through half-lidded eyes.
Tonks chuckled and moved her lips to his, whispering, "Good cause I can't cook at all." With this she rolled on top of him and brought her lips down to his. She slowly rubbed her chest against his, her rosy nipples brushing his.
Harry groaned softly and wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her body flush against his. He pulled from the kiss and started moving his lips along her neck, whispering against her skin, amusement clearly being heard in his tone, "You're always frisky in the morning."
She leaned her body up, straddling his waist, her knees hugging his torso. She rubbed herself along his manhood, eliciting a moan from Harry. She smiled saucily and spoke in that husky voice, "Call it having a boyfriend with teenage hormones. I want to enjoy before they run out." She grabbed him with one hand and slowly lowered herself onto him, her laughter rounding out in a moan.
A sharp intake of breath escaped his gritted teeth as he felt the sensations of her warm center enclosing around him. He felt her hands splay themselves on his chest, holding her up as she rolled her hips to and fro. He looked at her to see her mouth in an "o" shape, small gasps of pleasure being heard throughout the room. He lowered his eyes to see her breasts (perfect in his mind), jiggling up and down, swaying with the rhythmic motion.
Tonks gave a throaty laugh at the look of her lover's face. She slowly raised herself up and then slammed back down on him, earning moans from both of them. She continued for some time in this fashion until she felt herself falling back against the bed, her head hanging just over the edge. She saw Harry's face nuzzling her chest. She gave another loud moan as she felt his mouth close over one of her nipples. She ran her fingers through his hair and kept his head close to her chest.
Harry grew even more excited at the persistent moaning of his name and thrust into her harder, his lips never letting go of her breast. So enthralled was he in pleasing Tonks that he never heard the door, creaking on its hinges as it was slowly opening.
Molly Weasley always woke up at six, eager to start the day. She had a routine that was set. She would wake up at the aforementioned time, spend approximately thirty minutes to get herself ready (fifteen for a shower, fifteen for making sure she was decent to appear outside her bedroom), and then she would go downstairs to make breakfast for her husband and anybody else who was awake at the time. Then she would busy herself with some cleaning while listening to Celena Warbeck on the WWN. Then come around 8:00, she would go from door to door, banging on them loud enough for the occupant to mutter a sleepy "morning", or in the case of her son, "five more minutes." Then back down to the kitchen to make breakfast for the new arrivals.
Today started out no different. She woke up, took a shower, made sure everything was covered, (only her husband should get to see anything else) and made her way downstairs. She soon made breakfast for Arthur, Remus Lupin, and Alastor Moody. Arthur left for work, while Remus and Alastor went to Albus Dumbledore to give their reports on their assignments for the Order of the Phoenix. Then she started cleaning the dishes while listening to WWN. Then 8:00 rolled around and she started making her rounds; first stopping at the room that housed the girls, Ginny (her daughter and possible love interest for one certain raven haired boy) and Hermione Granger (friend and possible love interest of her youngest son); then she moved on to the room where the boys were sleeping and as was customary she stepped inside to wake her son Ronald.
However, today when she stepped inside, she saw that Ronald was still sleeping, but she didn't see Harry in his bed. In fact, his bed didn't even look like it was slept in. So she went from room to room calling out his name, looking for him. She came to Nymphadora's room and was going to ask her to help her search for Harry. So she was completely shocked to see that not only Nymphadora was up already, but that the person she was looking for was in an intimate position with her, and they were both oblivious to her entrance.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER AND NYMPHADORA TONKS!!! WHAT DO YOU TWO THINK YOU ARE DOING?!!!!"
A/N: Here you go, another chapter to add. For any who've read my other stories, don't worry I'm not neglecting. I just pump these out faster, cause I'm a growing boy and for some odd reason that eludes me, I just can't get images like these out of my head.
If there are any people who think that I'm focusing too much on the lemons or not putting enough detail or whatever your dilemma might be, let me know and I'll see what I can do.
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter and anything else