Chapter Seven: Come Together
George led Mary over to the bed and kissed her, laying her back and taking in the sight of her in the short blue dress. Her long legs smooth to the touch and capable of making him give in to his need immediately, but he restrained himself, wanting to spend the night making love to her properly instead of taking her like some animal rutting in the woods. There would be time for fast, wild sex later, he rationalized.
Slowly he lowered himself to cover her, supporting himself with his forearms. He kissed her again, tasting strawberries and cream and let himself sink into the pleasure of being near her warmth. The smell of her, the taste, the feel—all of it was more intoxicating than any firewhiskey he had ever consumed. She wrapped her arms around him and he was pulled more deeply into thrall of her love.
He pulled back slowly, determined to explore every inch of her glorious body and to make love to her fully before the night was over. He slowly drew up the hem of the dress she wore until it was level with the bottom of her bra, then helped her sit up and tossed the garment to the side. He looked down at her scantily clad body and had to once again restrain the urge to quickly unclothe her and shag her until they were both spent and sweaty in the floor. She was beautiful. Her matching black satin thong and bra hugged her body and turned him on like no other skivvy-wearing girl had ever been able to.
He kissed her belly button, and then trailed kisses upward and over the thin material covering her breasts. He gently took one nipple into his mouth and suckled it through the satin until the material was soaked through. She sighed contentedly and when he looked up at the pleasure shining through her eyes he knew that they would be happy together for the rest of their lives, exactly as they had promised in front of everyone they knew earlier that day.
He moved to do the same to the other breast and felt her hands curling in his hair, sensually relaxing, then gently squeezing as he worked the sensitive part. He cupped her breasts and glided his tongue over the hollow where her throat met her collar bones and heard an exquisite purr that made him happy to be a man. He claimed her lips once more, his tongue searching the depths of her mouth, before returning to his exploration of her body.
He kissed his way down her belly again and stopped at the barrier of her underwear. After a moment's consideration he skipped over her covered parts and moved down to her thighs. He kissed along her long legs and back up again, stopping once again when he found the barrier of her underwear. She watched him, eyes hazy with lust, as he lightly kissed the front of the thong. He sat up again and watched her for a moment, taking in the motions of her abdomen when she breathed and the way she blinked slowly, comfortable in his presence. He placed his hands under her on her back and unhooked her bra after a moment, exposing her breasts completely, then went through the same process that he had been through while she had the bra on. Instead of stopping when he got to her underwear this time, however, he kissed her through them. Then, when she was no longer jumping every time he moved, he sat up and removed the thong as well.
He stood and looked her over once more. Naked she was even more beautiful, if it was possible, he decided. He pulled off his shirt and unfastened his trousers slowly, letting her watch him undress and hoping she got as much excitement out of him undressing as he had out of her slow extrication from her clothes. When he stood in nothing but his boxers he paused for half a second and then, not taking his eyes off of her, he pushed them down over his hips and let them drop to the floor, his erection bouncing free.
He waited as she looked his body over, her cheeks turning slightly pink. "I've never really done this before," she said, breaking the silence for the first time since they had fallen upon the bed. He nodded, not exactly expecting her to have no experience, but realizing that she hadn't had many boyfriends. The boys she had dated had all been unimportant in comparison to her friends and thus hadn't turned out to be very serious.
George moved back to the bed again and took her into his arms. He pressed his lips against hers once again and slowly began to intensify the connection, hoping that he didn't startle her. She cautiously explored his back with her hands then, growing bolder, ran her hands over his shoulders. He kissed her more passionately until she was as open to touching him as he was with her. When she ran her fingertips down his chest he shivered and hardened until he could no longer stand not touching her core. He slipped his hand between her thighs and found her already wet with anticipation.
He rubbed circled around her clit and then inserted one long finger into her. She moaned almost inaudibly and he felt the shiver run through her and into him via their connection. It was the most erotic thing George had ever experienced. He pushed a second finger into her and began to slowly move them in an easy rhythm within her. She held onto his shoulders as the excitement built up within her.
Before she went over the edge, however, he laid her back on the bed and placed the head of his throbbing cock at her entrance. He took a deep breath and kissed her again as he entered her slowly, pressing forward until his hips connected with her pelvic bone and he could go no further. She was warm and tight, the slick heat of her alone enough to drive him over the edge. He held back, nonetheless, wanting to make this a pleasurable experience for both of them and wanting it to last as long as possible.
She threw her head back into the pillows as he filled her with his manhood, stretching her and hurting a little, but feeling so right that she didn't want him to stop. He gave her a moment to adjust to his size and then pulled back, preparing to enter her again. Each thrust was less painful and more enjoyable than the last and within five minutes she was enjoying herself thoroughly. He had adopted a steady rhythm, rocking her body with his and soaking up the vibrations of her body as she panted against his neck. He could feel every movement she made and wanted to feel even more. His pace picked up as he tried desperately to turn her panting into moaning, or screaming even. He wanted her to feel the bliss that he was feeling being inside her.
"You feel amazing," he said, his voice deep with passion. She kissed him and brought him into a state of near frenzy. His pace quickened once more and he could hear her wordless intonations. He thrust faster and faster, moving into her less gently than he had planned, but more fully than he had ever imagined. She moaned something that sounded like his name and he shifted his hips to a slightly better angle to get her even more worked up.
"Oh…" she panted, clutching his back and wrapping her legs around his waist. "Ahh…"
Her every syllable an encouragement he continued his lusty lovemaking, feeling the pleasure building up within him. She was nearing the breaking point as well and as he hit that sweet spot inside her, her body lost control and she came, falling into sheer ecstasy, her body contracting around him. Her orgasm triggered his and he joined her in oblivion, shooting his seed deep inside her.
For a while they lay tangled together, him still inside of her, panting and utterly sated. But he moved and she felt an emptiness that she didn't even know she had ever had. He pulled her close to his larger body, however, and they became comfortable once again and she felt like she was home. It wasn't long after that that they fell asleep, both in awe of how perfectly they fit together. They didn't leave the flat at all the next day.
The first day of school dawned bright and early at Hogwarts Castle. Although the students wouldn't arrive until dinner time, the faculty were preparing for their arrival at 9 a.m. Professor McGonnagal had gathered all of the other professors together for a meeting at which she discussed the new rules and regulations so that if any students had questions, they could find answers with any off the teaching staff. She also warned that not everyone approved of Hogwarts opening its doors so soon after the great battle, but pointed out that students still had to learn and that just because the community was not yet fully healed, students could not afford to skip schooling as it would be hard to make up.
Lunch was served to them in the professor's meeting room and they continued going over new policies, etc. until nearly 4 p.m. The Hogwarts Express wasn't due until 6:30 and so she dismissed them to either prepare for their classes, which were to start within the week, or to take some leisure time for themselves. Most of the professors, Mary included, opted for the leisure time. It had been a long summer for everyone.
Mary decided to make a short trip to Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes to see her new husband so she walked down to the entrance gate and, once outside, apparated into Diagon Alley. George was behind the counter helping Neville ring up a particularly large order for a portly gentleman in a long coat when she arrived. He beamed at her when she entered. "How was your day so far?" he asked as the customer left. There were several other people in the store shopping, but he swept her into his arms anyway and kissed her spiritedly.
"Pretty good. A lot of rules and standards and things that you are most likely not at all interested in, but other than that, not bad."
"That sounds awful. I dunno why you'd want to know the rules. Unless you intend to break them, that is…" George grinned mischievously. "I think we should sneak into McGonnagal's office and do dirty things."
"As fun as that sounds, I would like to keep this job," she replied with a smile. "You get an 'O' for effort, though."
"Well as long as I get one for something." He kissed her again.
"If you behave I'll take you down to the dungeons and do naughty things with you," she whispered against his cheek.
"Oh Merlin, my fantasy come true: a shag in Snape's office!"
"It's my office now," she pointed out. "Forget it again and I'll give you a detention."
George snorted. "Well you may not be able to keep those buggers in line with that threat. Any normal wizard would kill to have a detention with you. In a dark room. All alone."
"Is that another fantasy or do you think I'm going to seduce the students?" she asked, rolling her eyes.
"Well I should hope you aren't seducing the students. I don't want to have to go back to school to experience that."
"You don't have to do anything to experience that, love. You can have that anytime you like." His eyes widened and she giggled.
"What about now?"
"Don't you have customers to wait on?" she asked.
"Neville, can you handle the shop for half an hour or so?" he asked.
"I hope you give me time off to go at it with my wife when the time comes," Neville said. An older witch near the counter looked up surprised and Neville blushed furiously.
George simply laughed. "When the time comes if you can get her to shag you, be my guest." Neville turned an even deeper shade of red as the witch looked him over and winked and George pulled Mary into the back room. He pressed her up against the table upon which he and his twin had tested many products and pulled roughly at her clothes, needing to feel her body against his. He was out of his own clothes just as quickly as she stripped him as well. He slid one hand down her front, dipping one finger into her, and then trailed it back up over her belly and between her breasts, up her throat and under her chin, all the way up to her lips. She kissed his finger slowly and then kissed him when he offered her his mouth.
He hoisted her up onto the table and broke their kiss to stare into her dark eyes. She wanted him, that much was obvious, and he wanted her as well; he wanted all of her, but wanted to test her reaction to something new as well. He silently bade her lie back and situated her legs so that she was spread out before him and he licked his lips. With a flash of excitement in his eyes he winked at her, and then lowered his mouth to his the center of her heat. She bit her lip to keep from moaning loudly, but his ministrations didn't end there. She felt it increasingly harder to contain herself as he licked her and kissed her most intimate being. He laved her clit, and then stuck his tongue inside of her. Finally she couldn't hold back any longer and let out at loud "GEORGE!" She felt him smile against her and then he kissed his way back up her body and swiped his tongue over her slightly parted lips.
"You're delicious," he told her before covering her lips with his. He angled himself to enter her and did so as his tongue entered her willing mouth. He thrust hard and fast, pushing her over the edge after only a few pumps and following her moments later.
"You better hope Mum doesn't want to see the back room mate," Fred's painting stated, coming through the curtains. "She and Dad just came into the shop."
"Dammit!" George exclaimed. He grudgingly moved away from his wife and put his clothes back on, then helped her find hers. The robes were in the floor tangled around the leg and he quickly extracted them. She laughed as he attempted to help her with her robes.
"Thanks," she said, kissing him. "For everything." She winked coyly at him and hopped off the table.
"My pleasure." He watched her walk back into the main store, knowing he would never be able to experiment on this table without remembering their romp. Wiggling his eyebrows at the portrait he returned to the front.
"I've got to go," she said innocently as he took his place beside Neville behind the counter. "The students are going to be at the school in about half an hour. I'll see you tonight."
"Love you," George told her to the astonishment of his mother, who never expected to hear her son proclaiming anything intimate in public.
"I love you too, George," Mary replied, before disapparating back to the gate of Hogwarts. She walked back up to the castle blissfully remembering the details of her recent encounter with George. She would definitely take him down to the dungeons, she decided.