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After the Battle

Chapter 12: Honeymoon Bliss

Harry awoke slowly and he smiled as he recalled the previous evening. After dinner and a short stroll through the town on their way back to the bed and breakfast, he and Ginny had retired to their room early.

Since he was feeling all right and it was their honeymoon, he had tried to entice Ginny into making love. He had started out by kissing her tenderly and after a short time tried to deepen the kiss.

Unfortunately he was soundly rebuffed by a slightly irate but also somewhat frustrated Ginny. Much to his chagrin, he soon realized she was right as he found himself falling asleep.

As his eyes had fluttered shut, the last thing he remembered seeing was the smug "I told you so" look on his wife's face.

As he became more awake, he took stock of how he was feeling. He was really pleased when he noticed that for the first time since he'd fallen sick, his chest felt perfectly fine, with no sign of any tightness or discomfort at all.

The other thing that impressed itself on him was that he felt refreshed from a good night's sleep. Yeah, he could tell he wasn't one hundred percent better but he didn't feel the need to fall back asleep, something he took as a real positive.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Ginny who was still asleep. He let his eyes sweep slowly over her face, taking in each and every feature that he loved so much. From her cute nose with its dusting of freckles to her delicate coppery lashes that framed her eyes so perfectly, along with her fiery eyebrows that she could use so expressively.

Then there were her high cheekbones that made her face look so beautiful, followed by her strong chin that might have looked out of place on a lesser beauty and finally her soft red lips that were partially open, just begging to be kissed.

Unable to resist, he leaned over and gently covered them with his own.

Keeping them there, he began to work them softly and he smiled when he felt her begin to respond.

Pressing his advantage, he deepened the kiss, eliciting a soft moan from his wife.

His smile increased when he felt her roll over into him as she snaked a hand up into his hair, pulling him a little tighter into their kiss.

When he felt her lips part, he gently pushed his tongue into her mouth, eliciting another, deeper moan from her.

He rolled onto his side, facing Ginny and he let his one hand slip down and cup her breast. He felt her jerk slightly and then arch her back, increasing the pressure on his hand.

Taking that as permission to continue, he began to massage her breast, lightly rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Ginny arched her back even further, throwing her head back, breaking their kiss. "Oh Harry," she moaned softly. "That feels so good."

Harry continued his manipulation of her breast and nipple, leaning in and capturing her mouth once again, this time kissing her passionately.

Ginny let the kiss go on for several moments before she broke off the kiss once again and pushed her hand on his chest gently.

Harry was surprised and a little disappointed but he watched as Ginny stared into his eyes and he could see her assessing his condition.

Whatever she was looking for, she must have found because she pressed her breast into his hand, wiggling it slightly.

"As long as we take things slow and easy, it's okay with me," she whispered huskily, her eyes telling him that was the way it was going to be or she'd stop, as much as she really didn't want to.

Harry smiled, giving her a nod, letting her know that was fine with him as he began to massage her breast once more.

Ginny moaned and captured Harry's mouth with her own, kissing him just as passionately as he had been doing to her just a moment ago.

Though it was difficult, Harry forced himself to temper his response and he kept things slow and gentle.

Feeling his manhood harden, he ground his hips into hers, rubbing her between her legs, making her moan deeply.

Ginny responded by first grinding her hips and centre against him and when she found it insufficient she threw her leg over his, allowing her to grind herself against him even better.

Harry wormed the hand that was underneath his side between their bodies and began massaging Ginny's other breast as he slid his other hand down along her side, caressing her arse cheek as he hunted for the bottom edge to her nightgown.

Finally finding it, he began to tug it upward, wanting to get to her soft, sensual skin.

Not to be out done, Ginny grabbed two fistfuls of his t-shirt and started to tug it up over his head.

It took a little doing but soon both offending garments were tossed aside, leave Harry wearing just his boxers.

As one, they both reached down and forced them down with Harry finally kicking them off, leaving them both naked and free to the exploring hands of the other.

Harry returned his lower hand to Ginny's breasts while the other he slid down between them, running his fingers over her lower lips. Finding them already wet, he began to delve his fingers ever deeper, seeking the entrance to her womanhood.

Ginny flattened her hips and removed her leg from over Harry's giving him freer access to her centre.

"Oh fuck, that's it," she moaned when Harry's fingers found what he was seeking and he pushed a finger deep inside her.

As he felt her loosen and become even wetter, he inserted another finger while he cupped his palm over her nub, increasing her pleasure.

Wanting him inside her but cognizant of not wanting to have him over exert himself, Ginny gently forced Harry onto his back and rolled on top of him.

She smiled at his surprised look and reached down and took hold of his manhood. She lined it up with her opening and slowly lowered herself onto him.

Harry groaned as he felt Ginny's hot wet flesh envelop him, loving the way it felt, giving him such intense pleasure.

Ginny groaned just as loudly as she felt Harry's massive manhood fill her completely. She wiggled her hips, driving him even deeper and then she began to slowly rock her hips, giving them both exquisite pleasure.

Harry grasped her hips, helping to steady her as she began to increase the speed of her rocking.

Harry feasted his eyes on Ginny's breasts, enjoying the way they bounced as she rode him. He shifted his gaze to her face and was totally entranced by the look of pure ecstasy he found there.

Her head was titled back slightly and her mouth was partially open as she moaned as she bounced up and down on his rampant member. He didn't think he'd ever seen anything so beautiful and erotic.

Unable to help himself, he began to thrust up to meet her descending body, adding to the pleasure they both were experiencing.

"You are so fucking beautiful," he breathed out huskily.

He was rewarded by Ginny lowering her head and smiling at him, loving his compliment.

Ginny's eyes fluttered shut as she felt her orgasm approaching and she sped up her bouncing, adding a roll to her hips when she found out it increased hers and Harry's pleasure when she briefly lost her balance.

Harry found her couldn't keep pace with Ginny so he ceased thrusting his hips and let her take over completely. He did reach up with one hand and grasp her one breast, pinching her nipple.

Ginny groaned when Harry pinched her nipple, getting her right to the edge of her release.

Harry could feel Ginny's hot velvety tunnel begin to spasm as she began to orgasm.

"Look at me," he whispered hoarsely as he felt his own release approaching.

Ginny forced her eyes open and she locked them on Harry's. Seeing his loving gaze on her triggered her orgasm and she cried out, her eyes slamming shut as she gave herself over to the exquisite pleasure that swept through her body.

As Ginny's orgasm hit her, her hot, wet sheath clamped around Harry's manhood, setting off his own orgasm and he thrust his hips up, driving himself deep into Ginny's welcoming opening, adding to what she was experiencing, triggering a second orgasm.

Ginny moaned and shuddered as her second orgasm slammed into her and she collapsed down onto Harry's chest, breathing hard with her eyes closed as she recovered.

Harry wrapped his arms around her, snuggling her into his body, enjoying not only the afterglow of his own release but having her lay on him, feeling her shudder and quiver as the aftershocks of her orgasm worked themselves through her body.

As Ginny's breathing returned to normal, Harry tenderly kissed her and caressed her, letting her know just how much he loved her.

Ginny sighed, feeling totally wrung out from the intense pleasure she had experienced. She gave a soft "Ummm," enjoying the feeling of Harry still inside of her, filling her, adding the the sense of connectivity that they were sharing and she snuggled into him.

Harry rubbed her back, totally enjoying having Ginny lay on top of him and he marvelled at the way her centre continued to pulse and massage his manhood that was still buried deep inside of her.

She smiled very Kneazle-like as she slowly began to minutely rock her hips once again. Her movements barely perceptible at first.

"Ginny," Harry moaned out with a whisper.

"Hummm?" she responded smugly.

"Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?" he gasped as a shudder ran through him.

"Umm Hummm," she replied, her smile growing.

Harry felt his heart rate increasing along with his desire to ravish his wife. She was driving him crazy with what she was doing.

He began to hump his hips up, wanting to increase the sensations he was experiencing.

Ginny giggled lightly. "Harry," she breathed in warning.

"What?" he moaned in reply.

"Behave or I'll have to use that trick that Fleur told me about," she whispered smugly.

It took Harry a moment to remember the conversation that Poppy, Bill and Fleur had had the previous morning involving Sticking Charms.

He gasped. "You wouldn't, would you?" he asked hesitantly.

"What do you think," Ginny replied, wagging her eyebrows at him.

"Ginny!" Harry complained lowly.

"I mean it, behave or else," she replied challengingly.

"Ginny," he moaned dejectedly.

"It's only for a little while, so just relax and let me take care of things," she replied warmly as she began to increase her movements.

Harry moaned, knowing he didn't have any choice, not that he wasn't enjoying what she was doing, his only complaint was how slowly she was proceeding.

Ginny chuckled, kissing her way down along his jaw and onto his neck and then ran her tongue around the outside of his ear before nibbling on it gently, making Harry moan lowly.

Her hands began to roam, adding to what he was feeling, causing more soft moans and groans as he enjoyed what she was doing to him.

Ginny felt Harry squirming and shuddering underneath her so she increased her tempo slightly. She grinned smugly when it had the desired effect with Harry beginning to make small thrusts up into her as he moaned deeply.

Harry thought he'd go mad from what he was feeling so throwing caution to the wind, he wrapped his arms tightly around her and rolled them over.

Taken by surprise, Ginny gave him a piercing look. "Harry," she growled lowly.

Harry quieted her by crushing his mouth on hers, kissing her passionately. He knew he was pushing his luck so he kept his thrusts slow but he increased the force, making Ginny moan into his throat.

She tightened her grip on him with both her arms around his back and her legs pulled up around his buttocks.

Harry felt his groin and bollocks tightening and he knew he wouldn't last much longer and by the way Ginny's hot tunnel was pulsing, spasming and clutching at his manhood, he knew she wouldn't either.

He picked up his speed, driving them both closer to release.

Ginny broke off their kiss, moaning, "Oh Harry . . . Oh Harry . . ." as she tumbled off the pinnacle and she lost herself in the wonderful, overwhelming sensations of her orgasm rocketing through her.

Harry felt Ginny shudder as she came, digging her fingernails into his back, prompting his own release. He buried himself in her as deeply as possible as his hot fluids exploded out of him.

Both were breathing hard as they slowly recovered.

Harry just lay there on top of Ginny, a smile slowly forming on his face. The thing that he found most amazing was that while he'd just experienced some of the best sex of his life, that wasn't what was making him smile.

No, it was the way they were laying afterwards, the feeling of her warm soft body next to his and the way he could feel her heart beating and hear the soft sound of her breathing, filling him with such a sense of love and contentment.

"This is what I was fighting for. So I could be with the woman I love, to share all we have to offer one another, to just lay here after making love to her and not have to worry. This makes everything I went through worth it," he thought languidly.

He sighed happily, far from feeling tired, he felt energized, not that he felt like moving from where he lay. In fact the thought of laying where he was for the rest of the day sounded very tempting.

With his eyes closed and the way Ginny was softly running her hand through his hair and the other up and down his back, he thought he'd found the most perfect place in the whole world.

He jumped a little when there was a soft knock on the door and his eyes snapped open when he heard the door open without either he or Ginny acknowledging.

He was surprised when he didn't feel Ginny react and partially closing his eyes, he glanced over to see who had entered.

Seeing who was standing there, inside the door with a smug look on their face, he closed his eyes and buried his face in the crook of Ginny's neck and he couldn't help but think about how he and his wife were in almost the same position that Molly had found them a few short days ago.

"So, I see 'Arry is feeling much better," Fleur smirked lowly.

"Ummm, yes, much better," Ginny replied, not seeming the least bit bothered that her sister-in-law had just found them snuggled together, nude, after making love and still joined together.

"What is it with you Weasley's?" Harry groaned, keeping his head tucked into Ginny's neck.

Fleur ignored his question. "You're right Jinnee, 'e does 'ave a cute arse," she stated sounding very amused, "and I must admit it is cuter than Beels."

Harry felt his face heating and he wondered if using a sticking charm on the sheets or blankets would get in the way when he and Ginny were making love.

Ginny didn't help matters at all, giggling softly, "I told you so," she sang, sounding quite smug with herself.

"I guess that means I own you a Galleon," the French woman sighed.

"What?" Harry cried in shock. He pushed himself up on his arms and stared down at his wife. "You bet a Galleon my arse was cuter than your brother's?"

He could see Ginny desperately trying not to laugh, her eyes dancing merrily as her lips twitched and quivered.

He took a quick glance at Fleur and then back at Ginny. "Did you arrange for her to come in here this morning and check me out?" he asked wide-eyed.

"Non, 'Arry. She would never do such a thing. It was just a 'appy circumstance that I walked in and found your cute arse sticking up in the air," Fleur explained humorously.

Harry eyed her dubiously. "Sure, then how were you going to determine if my arse was so damn cute?" he asked with a frown.

"To tell you the truth, I never really expected to 'ave to pay off on the bet. I never expected to actually see your cute naked arse," Fleur replied with a shrug.

"Then what are you doing here?" Harry asked, sounding a bit annoyed.

"Truthfully, I came to see 'ow you were feeling this morning and see if you were coming down to breakfast," Fleur replied, ignoring Harry's irritation.

Harry could feel Ginny's body shaking with her laughter, so with a sigh he rolled off Ginny and headed for the bathroom to take his shower. As he was closing the door her heard Fleur.

"Mon Dieu! 'Ow can you take zomting that beeg?"

Harry couldn't help himself and he paused inside the door, leaving it open a crack.

"Well, I have to admit it did hurt a little when he took my virginity and it was a little uncomfortable as he stretched me out, but oh Fleur, once he was inside of me and we began making love, I was in heaven. I'd heard some of the other girls talk about it in the dorms but it wasn't close to what I experience when we make love," Ginny explained animatedly.

"Ah, Jinnee, you are such a lucky woman," Fleur sighed.

Harry quietly shut the door and looked down at his manhood. He'd never given thought to his size. It wasn't like he'd looked at anyone else's. In the dorms everyone seemed to change at least into their underwear in the loo and one just didn't check out anyone else if they were taking a shower.

He shrugged, putting it from his mind, as long as he and Ginny enjoyed themselves, it didn't really matter to him.

Though he felt a little guilty hearing that he had caused Ginny any pain even though she didn't seem to mind. In fact she seemed to enjoy what they had done quite a lot.

He had just stepped into the shower when he heard the door open and Ginny joined him.

He gave her an apologetic look. "I'm sorry I hurt you," he mumbled hesitantly.

Ginny rolled her eyes and shook her head lightly. "Harry, a woman's first time is almost always a little painful but it passes quickly and what I felt afterwards more than made up for the momentary discomfort I felt," she replied lovingly.

Harry eyed her sheepishly, a small smile forming on his face. "I'm just glad I can make you feel so good," he murmured.

"So am I," Ginny giggled before giving him a tender kiss.

Ginny glanced down at Harry's hardening manhood. "Sorry big boy, you'll just have to wait," she laughed, her eyes sparkling with delight. "As much as I'd like to have another go, we really need to get dressed and meet Bill and Fleur for breakfast."

Harry pouted playfully in mock disappointment, earning him another kiss from Ginny.

Though they knew they should be hurrying, they took their time washing and lightly groping one another. While it did excite and inflame them, it was more of a promise of what would come later.

They did end up a few minutes past the half hour Fleur had set for them and Harry blushed at the quarter Veela's knowing smirk, while Bill seemed totally oblivious to what had taken place that morning.

After Harry got over his discomfort and embarrassment, the four had a wonderful breakfast, discussing what they wanted to do and more importantly where Harry and Ginny planned on living.

It was decided that for now, Harry and Ginny would continue to stay at Shell Cottage while they figured out what they wanted to do on a more permanent basis.

Harry had quickly discounted moving into Grimmauld Place, it just held too many bad memories and it was much too dark of a place anyway.

Ginny heartily agreed, she couldn't see either of them enjoying living there. They did discuss a few alternatives but didn't come to any conclusions, figuring they had time to explore their options.

Since Harry was feeling much better, they decided to do some sight-seeing around Scotland, though it was decided that in order to keep from over taxing Harry, they'd have Bill and Fleur Apparate them around.

The first place they went was Edinburgh and visited the Castle and walked the Royal Mile.

Bill and Fleur couldn't help but smile as they watched Harry and Ginny. They were just so cute and obviously so in love. They held hands constantly, sharing smiles and soft whispers at what they were seeing.

They did a little shopping, picking up a few souvenirs and just thoroughly enjoying themselves.

After a quick lunch they moved on, visiting a number of other historical sites. Their first stop was Stirling Battlefield and Castle but they didn't linger long, wanting to see other places.

The visited the Ring of Brodgar, Skara Brae, the National Wallace Monument, Roslyn Chapel and ended their day at Loch Ness.

They watched in awe when they spotted Nessie frolicking in the shallows, unseen by the Muggles nearby. It was Fleur who explained that Nessie was a subspecies of Dragon and as a magical creature could hide itself from Muggles when it wanted to.

With the Sun starting to go down behind the encircling mountains, it was a somewhat tired but happy group that headed back to Gretna Green.

They enjoyed a leisurely dinner, talking about all they had seen that day. Ginny smiled as she watched Harry. The glow and wide smile on his face thrilling her, it was so obvious that he was loving the feeling of family and acceptance, something she was sure that he had never experienced to such a level before.

Sure he had gotten a taste of it when he became a part of the Weasleys but she knew he had always felt a little bit of an outsider.

She quickly squelched the thoughts about what her mother had done and chose to concentrate on how happy he was now with her, Bill and Fleur.

The only downside was when Bill announced that he'd have to go in to Gringotts the next day but he reassured them that he'd be back sometime in the afternoon.

Fleur reassured them that she would be remaining at Gretna Green, as long as Harry and Ginny didn't mind.

They both hastily reassured her that they would welcome her company and they discussed what they might do in Bill's absence.

Harry wasn't sure how it happened but somehow the topic of his limited wardrobe was brought up and he shuddered at the gleeful looks on Fleur's and Ginny's faces.

It was quickly decided that while Bill was at Gringotts, they would take Harry on a shopping trip. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew it was necessary, though he couldn't help but notice the predatory looks on Ginny's and Fleur's faces.

He sighed, giving a resigned look, earning him giggles from Ginny and Fleur while Bill snorted and gave him a sympathetic look.

"Don't worry, Harry. I'm sure we'll have lots of fun," Ginny teased, smiling widely.

Harry gave her a dubious look, earning him more giggles.

"Look on the bright side, Harry. You'll be spending time with two beautiful witches who will be doting on you. It could be a lot worse," Bill joked, though Harry could tell he was happy that he wouldn't be forced to come along.

But he acknowledged Bill did have a point. He would be spending time with two beautiful witches and that wasn't a bad thing as far as he was concerned.

It got even better when Ginny leaned over and whispered seductively, "Besides, if you're good, I'll reward you when we get back." as she placed her hand on his groin under the table, letting him know exactly what she meant as a reward.

Harry had to stifle a moan and he gave her a lop-sided grin as he felt her hand begin to massage him softly.

Suddenly he didn't feel tired at all and he couldn't wait to get back to their room and from the look Ginny was giving him, neither could she.

They quickly finished their afters, trying not to appear so eager. As soon as they could, Harry and Ginny said their goodbyes and hurried from the table.

They had just stood and taken a couple of steps when they heard Fleur behind them. "Ah, newly-weds and so in love. They sure are eager to get back to their room."

They heard Bill laugh and they both blushed but that didn't dissuade them in the slightest and they couldn't wait to get back to their room.

As soon as the door closed behind them, clothes began to be removed in a hurry while they tried to kiss and grope one another at the same time.

If they could have seen themselves, they probably would have laughed. Clothing was flying everywhere, some getting tangled in their limbs as they tried to get naked as quickly as possible without taking their hands and mouths off of one another.

It took a little doing but they were soon striped naked and they tumbled into bed, never letting go of one another.

They landed in a jumble, arms and legs intertwined with their mouths locked together, kissing passionately, not caring about anything else at the moment.

Ginny gasped as Harry kissed his way down onto her neck, concentrating on the spot in the hollow below her ear, a place that he had discovered that drove her crazy.

Denied his mouth for the moment, Ginny just lay there, enjoying what Harry was doing to her. She had her head turned to the side to give him better access to her neck, with her eyes closed, running her hands over his body wherever she could reach. Her mouth was open and she was panting, gasping and moaning, giving herself over to the exquisite sensations she was receiving.

Harry figured he'd spent enough time for the moment on Ginny's neck and kissed his way down, nipping her collar bone before he proceeded on to her breasts.

Using both his hands and his mouth, he lavished attention on her pert mounds of flesh, making both nipples rock hard and aching.

Ginny loved it when Harry paid attention to her breasts, they were so sensitive, giving her such pleasure. She leaned down and kissed him on top of his head and ran her fingers through his hair, letting him know that she approved of what he was doing.

As Harry worked his way down his wife's body, he breathed in heavily, smelling her arousal. The intoxicating fragrance filled him and he sighed deeply, loving the smell of her.

He kissed his way across her mons, briefly nuzzling the small patch of fiery nether hair before he drifted further down.

Ginny groaned as he licked and kissed her pleasure nub, just peeking out of its hood.

Harry felt her quiver as he found her nub and he couldn't help but smile at her reaction. He loved giving her so much pleasure.

He brought his one hand up under his chin and began to run his fingers along side of her nether lips, making her shudder again.

Harry pursed his lips, sucking her nub into his mouth where he flicked his tongue over it rapidly, making her squeal and garb the back of his head by his hair.

He dropped his head lower, flattening his tongue as he slid it down between her outer lips that were now engorged and laying open.

He leaned up and stared down at her centre and he thought that it looked like some delicate flower with its petals opening as it bloomed. He thought it looked so beautiful, with its sweet nectar filling the folds.

His tongue snaked down, gathering the nectar and he swallowed it greedily, loving the flavour and the way it coated his tongue and mouth with a unique sweetness that he knew he'd never tire of it.

He let his tongue probe for the entrance to the temple of her womanhood. Finding it, he delved inside, offering homage at the alter of her centre.

Ginny was writhing and shuddering as she felt Harry's hot tongue snake its way into her core, driving her wild with desire.

"Ahhh . . . yesssss, that'ssssss . . . it," she moaned. "Feels . . . so . . . gooooood!"

Spurred on by her moans, Harry added two fingers, curling them up, seeking that special spot that gave her so much more pleasure. It took a few moments and then he found it and he paid extra special attention to it, tapping it lightly and rubbing it firmly, sending her over the edge.

Ginny shuddered as her first orgasm raced through her, sending her spiralling to the pinnacle and then tumbling off.

As she came down, she expected him to crawl up and enter her but he kept up his oral ministrations, quickly sending her to the heights once again.

Her second orgasm slammed into her, twice as hard as the first, brilliant lights flashed behind her tightly closed eyes as wave after wave of pleasure thundered through her and she screamed out his name as the ecstasy took her to a place she had never dreamed of.

And still Harry didn't stop, his tongue and fingers continued their assault and Ginny knew that she couldn't take another such intense orgasm without having some time to recover.

She weakly tugged on his hair, trying desperately to get him to crawl up on her so she could recover and then have him mount her.

She shuddered in relief when she felt him begin to kiss his way back up her body, keeping her on the razor's edge of another orgasm.

"Please," she begged softly as his head came up to hers and she felt his lips capture hers.

She moaned, loving the taste of herself on his lips and it turned into a groan as she felt the tip of his manhood brush at the entrance to her velvety sheath that now lay open and dripping furiously, her nectar soaking her centre and flowing down over her arse and onto the bed.

Her groan deepened as she felt him slide into her, filling her with his hot, hard flesh.

She managed to wrap her legs around him, pulling him even deeper inside.

Harry began to make slow small thrusts, just teasing her as he slowly worked his way in until he was fully seated.

He kept his movements slow and unhurried, watching his wife's face the whole time.

As Ginny felt herself move back from the edge and her breathing slowed down some, she opened her eyes and found Harry's inches from hers.

The burned with an emerald fire and she could see the desire in their depths, but along with the desire she could see his love for her shining out.

She felt a smile form on her lips, one that was mirrored by Harry. Then he lowered his face to hers and kissed her softly.

Somehow that soft kiss struck her more deeply than a hard passionate one would have.

"I love you," she whispered, her eyes shining with her love for him.

Harry dipped his head, capturing her lips once more. "I love you," he replied, his eyes holding just as much love as hers did.

He began to move his hips a bit faster, adding to what they were feeling.

Ginny's eyes briefly shut as she shuddered and moaned, feeling herself begin the climb back up.

Harry watched her face, fascinated and loving the way it showed her feelings and emotions. The way her lips parted and the muscles quivered slightly as a wave of pleasure washed through her was so wonderful to see.

Ginny's eyes fluttered open and she found his eyes still staring into hers. She could see how intensely he was looking at her.

"Fuck, the things you do to me," she whispered huskily as another small shudder ran through her.

Harry's only answer was to kiss her again and pick up the pace of his thrusting a little more.

Ginny felt the pressure in her gut growing larger and she knew it wouldn't be long before it burst.

Smiling slyly she began to clench the muscles deep in her sheath, gripping and clutching at his manhood.

It was Harry's turn to let his eyes snap shut as the exquisite sensation of what she was doing hit him.

She felt him tremble and falter for a moment before he recovered and began to fuck her harder, a wide grin on his face. "I love when you do that," he breathed lowly.

Ginny grinned up at him and repeated the manoeuvre causing him to groan deep in his throat.

"Minx," he whispered lovingly.

She barely heard as she approached her release, feeling the hot ball inside of her begin to quake as it strained for release.

Harry could feel Ginny begin to quiver and shake as her orgasm approached and he found himself grunting out her name as his own release slammed into his groin, squeezing his bollocks and send his spunk rocketing out of his manhood, filling her with his hot, fiery essence.

Ginny felt her orgasm begin to break loose and then there was the added fire of Harry's hot juices filling her, boosting the speed of her orgasm as it exploded inside, filling her completely with some go the most intense pleasure she had ever felt.

Harry made a couple of more weak thrusts, helping drive Ginny's orgasm higher before he sagged down onto her. He felt spent but happier than he ever had. He couldn't believe how much better and better the sex with his beloved wife kept getting.

Ginny grabbed Harry tightly as her orgasm ricocheted around inside of her, leaving her breathless, quivering and quaking.

She took a couple of deep breaths to refill her lungs and attempt to slow her rapidly beating heart.

"Sweet fucking Merlin," she gasped, once she felt she could speak again.

Harry was also breathing hard and it took him a moment to realize his chest wasn't bothering him at all, other than he needed to replenish the oxygen he had burned while making love to his wife.

They both held, caressed and gave each other soft tender kisses as they recovered. Both sighing contentedly as the basked in the afterglow of their love making.

"I'll never tire of doing that," Harry whispered softly, still feeling too weak to move from where he lay on Ginny's body.

"Me neither," agreed Ginny. "Though I'm a little upset," she pouted playfully.

"Why?" Harry asked in confusion. Wondering what could have upset her. He thought that they'd just had some of the best sex they'd ever shared.

"Because you've gone down on me twice now and I haven't been able to return the favour," Ginny giggled.

"Umm, I guess next time we'll just have to do something about that, now won't we," Harry smiled in reply.

"Yes we will," Ginny smirked, quivering in anticipation.

She turned her head and glanced at the clock. "We'd better get up, shower and get dressed," she sighed. "We wouldn't want Fleur coming in and seeing us again," she added with a giggle.

Harry rolled his eyes and as loathed as he was to move right at that moment, he thought it would be best to get up. He really didn't want his sister-in-law ogling his arse again.

Harry and Ginny

A/N: Harry and Ginny finally had something of a normal honeymoon day and it appears Harry is finally recovering from his illness.

Fleur and Ginny seem really excited about taking Harry shopping, he seems a bit less so. Lol

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