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Harry Potter: Unleashed: Uncensored - The Night After The Goblet Of Fire - Chapter 16
The story up until now…
On the same night that the Goblet of Fire released Harry's name as the fourth Champion, Fleur and Harry arranged to meet in the RoR for a late night 'talk'. A plan that was almost ruined when Victor Krum attempted to force himself upon Fleur in an empty hallway near the seventh floor, and Harry took damage when he fought off the man's vile magic. Now, Harry and Fleur are once again alone together in the Room of Requirements, and Harry is preparing to wash a mixture of blood and sweat off of his body.…
Approaching the hot-spring bath, Harry grabbed a towel and dipped it into a bucket full of hot water. He quickly wiped off his face and neck, before using a weak Tergeo (scrubbing) charm on himself. As per usual, the spell was a little uncomfortable, but it worked, and a lot of the dried blood was wicked off. The next few sweeps of the rag got rid of the rest of it, and Harry's face didn't look like bloody murder anymore.
Looking down at himself, Harry saw that his t-shirt was a bloody mess, fit only to use as shark bait.
Well, damn... I should just never wear white at all. I'm Harry Potter for Gods' sakes.
With a sigh, Harry took off the ruined t-shirt and reproduced his earlier efforts on his upper torso. Behind him, Harry heard the soft patter of feet on tatami mat flooring. Turning in place, he glanced back at Fleur, at which point he couldn't stop himself from releasing an explosive breath of surprise.
Fleur was currently standing in the doorway, wearing only a silky-smooth, royal blue bra and panties set. At this point, Harry had seen his girlfriend in bathing suits plenty of times, but this was somehow waaaaay different. "Oh Dear Gods," Harry whispered, into the peace of the silent room, and despite his good intentions, he immediately felt his cock becoming rock hard in his pants.
Fleur giggled into her hands as her lover's innocent desire for mutual comfort died a swift and inglorious death. "'Arry… Do try to forgive yourself... I am built to please you now. Eet will not be posseeble to remain unaffected.
She's begun speaking in accented English... That's cheating, Harry thought to himself. Outwardly, he just nodded his head, as he slowly started taking off his pants and underwear. As he worked, he locked eyes with Fleur, who was staring hungrily at his swiftly moving hands. Then he finally achieved his objective and sighed in quite noticeable relief.
Sweet freedom... Sometimes underwear is nothing but a torture device for a man...
Harry's length was currently diamond hard and pointing straight up past his belly button in a not so subtle fashion. After a single moment of hesitation, he decided that he's a healthy guy and good for him, so he straightened to his full height and looked Fleur directly in the eyes.
Oops, that had been a mistake... Fleur's eyes were smoldering again, and now he might just cum without even being touched.
Firmly but carefully, Harry used his still repairing Occlusions to control the reactions that his body was making, as he extended an arm out towards Fleur. Then, when she walked closer, he ran his hands along her sides until his palms met the strap of her bra. Harry had zero desire to ever struggle while unfastening a bra by hand, so he willed it to open with as much intent as he could. Then it happened. As if by some miracle, Fleur's bra strap clicked open and the lacy cups fell away.
Time seemed to slow down as Harry watched the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen happen. The bra fell to the ground, revealing two milky white, full, large and perfectly formed breasts. They defied gravity, with nipples that somehow poked up at him rather than down at the ground. Her areoles were smaller than knuts and light pink in color, with round and perfect little nipples. Harry felt his salivary glands start activating and was surprised. Up until now, he'd always thought that drooling was just creative imagery used in cartoons, and yet he legitimately wanted to suck on Fleur's breasts all damned night.
Forcing his brain to keep working, Harry's hands returned to his girlfriend's waist, where they slowly ran up her ribs with a breathless type of reverence. When he took a single step forward and their torsos met in the middle, Harry and Fleur both shivered at the skin on skin contact. The movement also pushed Harry's cock up between the two of them, running up the smooth skin of Fleur's belly, until his cockhead nuzzled the bottom of her right breast. Then after running his hands down Fleur's waist to gently cup her asscheeks, he continued to stare into her eyes, as he hooked his thumbs under the strap of her panties and slowly drew them down.
Spurred into action by his unblinking stare, Fleur suddenly kissed Harry hard, moaning into his mouth as her panties fell to the ground. Finally, when the two of them broke away from their kiss, he looked down at Fleur's newly revealed lower body and his mouth opened in a silent "O" of appreciation.
Nothing can adequately describe the mesmerizing beauty of Fleur Delacour's tiny, pink, little pussy. As Harry looked back up at Fleur's face, he swallowed heavily through his sudden loss of motor function. It was instantly obvious that even Fleur's pussy was designed to be beautiful, because that's exactly what it was. Fleur was nothing but smooth lines and sexy curves, and if Harry wasn't missing his guess, then she was also naturally hairless.
"Magically perfect," Harry finally choked out, in a voice strained by rampaging arousal. Damn... Blew it... Harry was NOT a smooth operator at the moment.
Fleur smiled sweetly at Harry to let him know that she approved of his words, or more accurately the sentiment behind them. Stepping out of her panties, she decided the fastest way to get her 'currently cattle prodded' lover into the water was to lead him... She grabbed a hold of a rather convenient and obvious handhold...
Harry bodily twitched as Fleur's infinitely soft little hand wrapped around as much of his shaft as she could, just above his flared-out cockhead, so that she could use it to lead him towards the hot spring. Then, as the woman pulled him along, he finally saw the work of art that was Fleur Delacour's mind-meltingly sexy, heart-shaped ass, and the girl turned to grin at him when his cock jumped wildly in her hand. Fleur's ass is round, full and yet toned, but from there it defies description. Harry would've described it as the goldilocks of sizes (any bigger or smaller would have been a tragedy) and it flared out from her tiny waist in a way that had Harry completely mesmerized.
After obediently following Fleur's directions, Harry found himself sinking into blissfully hot water, with a perfectly cut rock shelf beneath him to sit on. Easing down onto the rock at his side, Fleur gave his length two smooth and somehow loving pumps, before letting go and leaning her body into his ribs. With a happy sigh, Harry wrapped his right arm behind Fleur's back, pulled her close, and pressed his face into her hair. For however long it took to settle his nerves, he just breathed his girlfriend in like sweet relief. He also curled his arm around her ribs and stomach where he usually did, because it was a familiar bit of contact, and he knew that it was comforting to her. The two of them stayed like that for quite a while, just holding each other tightly.
Eventually, Harry was finished healing/fixing both his brain and his Mindscape, so he released his aura shroud to float around the room. It didn't take long for him to begin holding Fleur tightly inside of his aura shroud, with all the love that he contained pouring out for her to feel.
Goddesses help her, Fleur almost climaxed the very moment that Harry's aura first wrapped around her body. Love. Love, in all its forms, just for her and all encompassing. Oh Gods… It was just sooo good! "No fair," Fleur whimpered out directly into her man's neck. "I want you to feel eet too, mon amour. I love you so 'ard, so completely. You'd pass out from eet my 'Arry..." Fleur began whining piteously into her boyfriend's neck, while giving him small kisses and nips to his cheek, jaw and jugular. "Eet urts 'ow much I feel 'Arry. Full... too full... bursting." At this point, Fleur was unable to contain herself any longer. She was licking at her man's neck and rubbing her curves against his body like a completely shameless slut.
With an almost subvocal growl of uncontrolled passion, Harry grabbed Fleur around her thighs and lifted her up out of her seat. With an arousal fueled economy of movement, he managed to settle his girlfriend down so that she was straddling his lap, about a foot away from his crotch. Fleur wasn't having it. She immediately slid forward so that she was sitting flush against his body, pressing the lips of her perfect sex firmly against the cumvein of his shaft.
Both Harry and Fleur trembled from head to toe at the wet and slippery contact. Harry stared up into Fleur's eyes. She did the same down at him. They locked gazes for a single electrically charged moment in time. Then Harry kissed her hard, pulling her head in and devouring her.
Fleur sent forward her tongue and plundered Harry's mouth, twisting around his tongue like a preview of her oral skills.
Slowly drawing away, Harry stared up into Fleur's eyes, conveying what couldn't be conveyed through words alone. "I can't, I won't wait anymore... If we don't leave the water soon, then this is where you'll lose your..."
"Do eet," demanded Fleur. "Enter me 'Arry... Bond me!" Pressing her body hard against Harry's chest, Fleur whispered huskily into her beloved's ear. "Mon amour... I want you to make me yours een every way possible. I want… forever... with you..." As her words suddenly failed her, Fleur nipped and kissed at Harry's cheek and earlobe.
Cupping Fleur's chin so that she'd look at him, Harry softly kissed her, before allowing his hand to slide down her back. After exploring every inch of skin on the way down, both his hands ended up cupping Fleur's more than wonderful asscheeks. Without a word, he lifted Fleur's entire body as if she weighed nothing, positioning her sex atop the tip of his dick. They both shivered again as his thick cockhead pressed and rubbed against her tiny little pussy lips.
"Do eet 'Arry. Ruin me for anyone else. Make me yours. I love you wiz everyzing I 'ave 'Arry... Ze bond will explode and so shall we. Eet will not last longer zan mere seconds 'Arry... Eet will be a seengle eenfinitely beautiful moment, because we will finally be one." Looking Harry in the eyes, Fleur made sure that her man understood that she wasn't just being poetic...
Harry nodded seriously because he did in fact understand. "I can't wait for that, love... I'm all yours." At first, Harry just moved Fleur back and forth a bit in his arms, rubbing her slick, little opening against his much larger cockhead. Despite how little he was actually doing, they both trembled and groaned in their out of control arousal. Slowly, ever so slowly, Harry pulled Fleur down with more force upon the crown of his cock, but for several moments in a row, it felt as if they were attempting to do the physically impossible. It felt like Fleur's pretty little pussy couldn't possibly take what Harry was trying to give it… Then it finally happened, and they both gasped into each other's mouths. Fleur's infinitely soft, tiny, little pussy lips, seemed to snap like a rubber band around his cockhead, accepting literally just him, with no leeway whatsoever... He shuddered and then gasped out "oh Gods, Perfect, it's perfect!"
"Yes 'Arry. My pussy ees yours alone. Eet ees made to take you and no one else. I have made eet so for you." At this point, Fleur was panting shallow breaths into Harry's ear, and yet it was obvious that she wasn't in any pain.
"Hymen," Harry gasped out, only now remembering.
"Eet will geeve eenstead of break for you, my love. My body ees for you 'Arry. Enter me. Drop me. Eempale me on your long, thick cock." Fleur was gasping now, and his shoulders were taking some damage from her nails.
Harry didn't need any further encouragement. He lifted his girlfriend one more inch and then pulled down even harder than before. After a mere moment where an obstruction stopped Harry from advancing, it seemed to disappear completely… From that moment forward, Fleur's pussy seemed to stretch just enough to take him in, before growing slick with heated juices and tightening up in the extreme. In less than the time necessary to thank both the Gods and the Goddesses, Fleur's pussy had become a skin-tight paradise of slippery heat, coiling around him in ways that just couldn't be described. With one more possessive pull of his arms and a lot of high-pitched squealing from Fleur, Harry hammered the rest of his cock home. He'd done it. He was finally balls-deep within his girlfriend, with his head nuzzled firmly against her cervix.
In the split second that followed, both Harry and Fleur felt something rapidly coming into being within them. They immediately looked into each other's eyes, in equal amounts of excitement and expectation. Harry dove forward, so that when it finally happened they'd be kissing each other. Their lips met, their tongues danced and then they were both cumming, while exploding together in a tidal wave of thoughts, feelings and impressions.
Oh Gods! Fleur didn't just love him, she was crazy about him and he could feel it! She lived for him, she would kill for him and oh Gods! Harry was aware of Fleur's pleasure almost as if it were his own and vice versa. They were both convulsing in/on/within each other, in a spiral of out of control sexual and spiritual ecstasy. Almost as an afterthought, Harry realized that he was pumping load after enormous load of cum into Fleur's waiting womb like a fire hose. There was too much semen for any normal woman to contain, but it never once started leaking out to the sides of his shaft and out.
When they slowly came down from the apex of nearly maddening pleasure, they trembled in each other's arms and held onto each other tightly. Harry was still rock hard, but that fact seemed almost trivial at the moment. There was another awareness there/here with him/within him. He checked his magic and...
Holy Gods.
Nodding her understanding, Fleur kissed her lover's neck, as she lay draped on top of/all over him. "Yes 'Arry. We are very, very much a mated pair… I should not even be able to see ze bond… and yet I can... Zis ees significant because I am nowhere near being a full-blooded Veela. You are making me stronger some-ow. Our bond ees also several dozen times larger zan normal... I could feel your emotions before, so I 'ave 'ad practice. Eet ees eentense, no?"
"You're inside me, Fleur," Harry gasped out, in a clearly overwhelmed and trembling voice. "I'll never have to be without you. You're here." Harry poked his chest. "I grew up isolated magically, feeling like I was the only thing that existed in the whole entire world. Now I have the love of my life taking up residence inside my soul. It's far FAR more than merely intense," Harry choked out, while breathing deeply and just trying not to hyperventilate.
"I once told you about life and contrast, yes," Fleur pointed out in a throaty little purr. "Deeper lows create 'igher 'ighs. I will be your 'appiness from now on, my 'Arry... my mate. From now on, I shall take excellent care of you, my love, mon amour, my 'Arry…" As if to prove her point, Fleur slowly withdrew herself from Harry's persistently rock-hard dick, until his cockhead was just barely inside of her vulva, and then she very abruptly dropped back down onto his thighs. A moan escaped them both as she slowly began pumping herself up and down upon her man's wrist-thick dick.
Harry wanted to take part in what was happening, but he was completely overwhelmed with Fleur inside of him and vice versa. She was empathically drowning him within a tsunami wave of powerful love, and she didn't seem to care that he was being paralyzed by it all. She was making good her threats and immersing him within every scrap of emotion that she contained. What's more, she was having an absolutely fantastic time finally, finally making her feelings understood. In response, he shuddered in complete sensory overload and took deep breaths, just trying to stay present in the moment.
Over the next thirty seconds, Harry could only wrap his arms tightly around his mate as he took in her movements. He watched Fleur in the bond and as a physical body, moving with infinite grace upon him and within him. In comparison, he felt unbelievably clumsy and heavy-handed. Nevertheless, it was time to move, in more ways than one.
First, Harry started sending his feelings along the bond, taking part in the sharing. Then, after extending trembling arms to Fleur's thighs and ass, he started lifting her in time with her movements. Despite his brain short circuiting just now, his body hadn't let him down. His cock was rock hard and slamming into her core every single time she dropped down onto him. On the other hand, despite the fact that he'd just cum no less than two minutes earlier, he was already struggling to control his body. Oddly enough, Harry could actually feel Fleur's magic easing his Occlumency restraints through the bond and relaxing his control over his release. It appeared that her body was making it impossible to have any self-control whatsoever, magical or otherwise. Through the bond, Harry picked up that Fleur didn't mind her magic's effect on him, as she was determined to make him feel as good as possible, as many times as possible, as often as possible. She wanted in the worst way to completely empty his balls and spoil him rotten until his eyes crossed. The very idea of it was making her…
Woah…
That was the moment when Harry realized that Fleur was in a constant state of small but fast paced orgasms and she was just seconds away from the really big one. She was frantically trying to hold it at bay, because she desperately wanted her mate to join her. In his realization, Harry looked up at Fleur's face and she smiled seductively back down at him. She attacked him with kisses as he instantly gave up and picked up speed. He was lifting and dropping her on his cock at an extremely fast pace now and wasn't holding back in the slightest. In response, Harry felt Fleur directing his healing magic to his balls, making them work faster and generate more semen than he normally would. At the same time, he also felt her legs twine together behind his back as she humped down on him as hard as she possibly could.
Fleur spasmed and twitched in yet another orgasm and then moaned directly into Harry's ear. "I love you 'Arry. I'm so 'ot for you 'Arry. I waited for zis for too long. I lost sleep over zis. When I did sleep, I dreamed about zis, about your dick and what eet would do to me! Now I finally 'ave your cock stretching me out, 'Arry. I finally get to ride your massive, piping 'ot, cock and feel your crown striking my womb. I'm so unbelievably full of you 'Arry. You're so deep eenside of my belly, claiming my most sacred of places for your own. Eet's everything I eemagined eet'd be and more, mon amour. Now what I need more zan any-zing ees more of your cum, 'Arry! Fill me 'Arry. Stain my womb white wiz your seed!"
At the tail end of those words, Fleur gasped, shivered and her pussy collapsed around Harry's cock at just the thought of it. Then she was squealing in a second surprise orgasm and shaking upon her man like a vibrator.
Harry felt like his eyes might roll up into the back of his head at the working over that Fleur was currently giving him. Every inch of her body was softer than silk and writhing against him like warm wet heaven. Her pussy especially, was contracting from her outer folds up into her core, in a milking movement. Starting at her lips, she became tighter and tighter upon every inch of his cock, until it reached her core where her hot, wet flesh, undulated around his dickhead, in a perfect sucking seal. It was as if her womb was insistently demanding his cum right this very second and wouldn't take no for an answer. It was impossible to deny and it was going to get its way.
At this point, Harry was jerkily slamming himself as hard as he could into Fleur as his cock twitched and trembled like a bomb about to go off. It was time. His balls were tensing up harder than he'd ever felt before in his life. Harry locked eyes with Fleur as he hauled her down into his lap by the meat of her ass. Then his face was pulled into her perfect, heavy tits, and his scalp was peppered with kisses as Fleur grinded herself down upon his cock. He could tell through the bond that she was determined to keep his dickhead as deep inside of her as possible, so that when he finally came, she could accept it all directly into her womb. As Harry realized his girlfriend's intentions, his balls almost exploded in his arousal and need. With a long growl, grunt mixture, Harry couldn't possibly hold back anymore, and he unleashed a second huge series of loads, balls-deep inside of Fleur's pussy.
As Harry's cock spasmed and he finally started launching a second load of seed inside of her, Fleur was also launched into yet another unbelievably intense, mind-melting orgasm. She clawed at her lover's back and howled out towards the simulated night sky at the intensity of it all. Having her womb swell around her mate's cum, his sperm, his thick, virile, baby-making semen, was making her crazy. She loved it, she fucking loved it, to the point that she was deliriously happy with how her Harry's boiling semen felt hosing down her cervix and womb! She was so single-mindedly desperate for more in fact, that Fleur somehow willed her pussy to contract with his every load, milking his balls with perfect timing to completely empty him. She was determined to carry his cum, all of it, with nothing left behind or missed... and she succeeded. Harry just kept on cumming, as if his balls were making more for her in real time. She yowled like a cat, as she shuddered through what was beginning to feel like a cascade of orgasms, on Harry's completely magnificent dick. She pulled his face even tighter into the valley of her breasts and rubbed the back of his head as he filled her. She moaned when he tightly groped her ass cheeks and her legs tightened around his back in response. As they felt each other's pleasure through the bond, they just kept hitting those spots that caused the most sensation and they spiraled out of control together.
Fleur kissed Harry's temple, then his cheek then his earlobe, then she purred into his ear. "That's right 'Arry. Fill me, use me, empty yourself eenside of me... love you 'Arry... now you feel me... Now you know, like I did. I am yours, 'Arry, I'm all yours, always yours..."
"Gods Fleur… Gods…" Harry wasn't capable of expressing how he felt at the moment, so instead, he poured himself into their bond where language was unimportant.
They eventually came down from the ruinous peak of it all, except that they were both still shaking. Their bodies were trembling from the aftershocks of super intense and sharp orgasm.
Harry was still pillowed in Fleur's large, smooth, perfect tits as he gasped desperately for air. "Dear Gods," he breathed out slowly. "My every fantasy indeed. It'll take me quite a while to have any endurance at all, feeling all of this, love."
"By ze time you can last even ten minutes wiz me, you would 'ave ze stamina to last eendefinitely wiz any ozzer woman." Fleur sighed languidly into Harry's neck. "A comparison cannot even be made for ow much better we feel togezer zan ozzer people do. Do not try too 'ard my love, for I cum when you are eenside of me. With a cock zis wonderful, I couldn't control myself even eef I wanted to. I am not trying. You just feels so…" Fleur shuddered atop of her man and any explanations that she might have made were unnecessary. "Eenstead, we will 'ave many, many orgasms togezer, every seengle time. My Veela powers can even supplement your sex drive eef necessary. As we just found out, zat ees unnecessary for I can just direct your obscene magical 'ealing to ze task."
Harry slowly stood up with Fleur still impaled on his dick and wrapped around his waist. He felt Fleur wrap both her arms and legs around him even tighter as he walked over to the futons in the other room. Harry magically dried their bodies as he sat them down in the middle of the bed. Fleur was still rooted on him and on his lap so he managed to perform the spell wandless. Then, when a thought suddenly struck Harry, Fleur started explaining before he even needed to ask.
"I would like nozzing more zan to carry your children someday, my love," Fleur began, with a soft smile on her face. "On ze ozzer 'and, yes, as you just zought, ze timing ees terrible. I am currently on an anti-conception potion, which ees actually razzer redundant considering 'ow 'ard eet usually ees to get a Veela pregnant. Veela must be actively seeking to conceive for eet to 'appen... I am only taking ze potion for I fantasize about eet too much."
"You fantasize about becoming pregnant with my children?" Harry was surprised because of how ambitious Fleur was, not to mention feminist.
"Oui, yes I do, and I recognize ze eenconsistency just as you do." Fleur pressed her face into Harry's neck and kissed his scratched up shoulder before she continued in a softer voice. "I want to be an eendependent woman and a power een my chosen field. I also want to empty your 'eavy, fertile balls deep eenside of me both raw and unprotected. I want to be bred by you and carry your children eenside of my womb. I want to 'ave your babies, nurse zose babies, be a mozzer for you and give you ze family you've always desired. I am self-aware enough to see my eenner conflict, zus I am on ze potion. Under normal circumstances, to 'ave children ze Veela must be trying very, very 'ard to 'ave zem, but nozzing ees ever ordinary wiz you Arry. Truly, because eet ees 'ARRY POTTER's seed zat I'm taking eenside of me, I'm sure I would be pregnant with twins by now eef not for ze potion."
By this point, Fleur was looking up at the ceiling with the back of her hand dramatically draped on her forehead.
They both shook with laughter and then trembled in pleasure.
"You really do fill me so much more zan I ever eemagined possible, my love," Fleur whimpered as she kissed her lover's neck again. "Your 'ead ees resting perfectly flush against my womb even as we sit 'ere. I found eet terrible waiting zese last three weeks, but eet was all worth eet... you feel perfect. Eets as eef I 'ave 'eaven eenside of me and olding me een iis arms..."
Harry was twitching inside of Fleur because even sitting completely still her pussy contracted around him from root to tip, continuously milking him. "Fleur... Just sitting still like this I'll eventually cum... Your body is everything you claimed it would be and more. Every sense I have is feasting on you and now even spiritually I feel you... I'm a good person Fleur, but this... Nobody deserves it this good."
Fleur smiled, kissed Harry on the nose and then shook her head. "I completely disagree... you are a 'ero 'Arry and deserve everyzing, every seengle leetle zing, zat you are receiving from me. Still... Eef I can make your biggest concern from 'ere on out guilt over 'ow perfect your life ees, I will 'ave succeeded."
Then Fleur started moving again and Harry's ability to form rational thought quickly flew out the window.
Harry and Fleur made love a little less than a dozen times after that and in a wide variety of different positions. It was always explosive and fairly brief. Even though it was always fast and usually a little bit frantic, it was making love. Nothing wasn't making love anymore. Holding hands was now made intensely intimate because of the bond.
Later that night, they both lay in a sweaty heap of limbs, both too tired to move. Fleur was wrapped around Harry's body with both her arms and legs and it felt just perfect. Harry wandlessly summoned a blanket and Fleur sighed out the words "lady killer 'Arry, I told you so," causing him to laugh into her hair.
Harry had his aura out and was bathing Fleur in his feelings, which at this point were just icing on the cake for her. It was decadent for her because it felt like she was being loved inside and out and Harry loved being able to do that for her. That's when he realized something and a wide smile grew across his face. "Fleur... I'll be able to wrap you up like this in public now..."
"But 'Arry, wouldn't I start to... oh... Oh! 'Arry! My allure eesn't reacting against you anymore!" Fleur looked ecstatic.
"I imagine your Veela instincts have been trying to bed me since the very beginning and now that they've succeeded they're content." Harry wasn't joking in the slightest, regardless of how far fetched his theory sounded.
"Oui, yes, I can feel ze truth een your words, mon amour. Zis ees fantastic! I will 'enceforth be surrounded by your love for me at all times," Fleur demanded, mock haughtily.
"Done," Harry replied, while gently nibbling on Fleur's shoulder. "I missed magically rubbing up against you since the summer. Between that and the bond, we shall be very intimate at almost all times and nobody will even know."
"Our bond appears to never completely close, such as ze one my parent's 'ave. I am always deeply and profoundly connected to you, even when I am not trying. Eef we aren't careful, I fear we will experience some blurred lines." For a moment Fleur worried that her observation would hurt Harry's feelings, but then she noticed through the bond that he was aware of her thoughts and was unconcerned. Still... better safe than sorry. "I'm not complaining 'Arry, far from eet, but I zink zat we will start to take on each ozzer's traits to a certain extent, over time."
Harry nodded into Fleur's neck and tightened his arms around her body. "Due in part to the intensity of our bond, I can easily ride along your current thought process, and I have a far deeper understanding of what exactly you mean. I am not offended and I understand your point. To a certain extent, I will probably find myself adopting some of your thought processes, just as people in a close friendship end up sharing mannerisms. I'd worry that our personalities might blend together, except for the fact that we're both Occlumancers. I imagine you'll be able to maintain your core self and adopt only what attributes of mine you think are positive. I will do the same and we'll both grow stronger as people together. Now... I noticed something else that our close bond might allow us to share... You, Fleur… accessed my magic wile we were having sex, and I'm interested in seeing how that works. My hope is that you can siphon power off of my enormous reserves, so that you'll have a larger well of magic to cast with. It would be my pleasure to be used as your personal magical battery, my lady."
Fleur languidly sighed her satisfaction because Harry's Occlumency idea was both brilliant and flattering at exactly the same time. He truly believed that his character would have an opportunity to evolve through his bond with her. In fact, he was looking forward to it. His appreciation of her moral and psychological makeup was adorable and she found herself kissing him all over as a result. Following that, she suddenly sucked hard on Harry's neck for several moments, biting off a dark little hickey just above his collar bone. Then she empathically commanded Harry's magic not to heal the little wound and it pleased her when his body obeyed.
For the very first time since they'd started dating, Harry would have a nice lip shaped hickey the following day, causing Fleur to purr her approval into Harry's ear. "I 'ave already become eentimate wiz your 'ealing ability and circulating your magic eenside of your body, mon amour... I 'ad not even zought to try accessing eet through ze bond een my body. Eet ees somezing I am glad you brought up, for I would not 'ave liked to look like I am exploiting you."
"At this point, I'm extremely unlikely to misunderstand your motives, love." Harry grinned into Fleur's Hair as he felt her reach the same conclusion and smile into his chest. "That's right Fleur. You're inside of me now... I can feel your intentions and your emotions. You love me for all of the right reasons, and I'd give you all of me in return. Do me a favor and pull on a little of my magic to see how it works. I'll aid you if necessary, but otherwise I'll just allow it to happen."
Fleur looked nervous for just a single second, but then she smiled. "I 'ave a good feeling about zis 'Arry. Your magic loves me and I can feel eet."
Harry smiled and nibbled on his girlfriend's neck again.
Fleur shivered and then lightly slapped her mate's shoulder. "Stop 'Arry, I am focusing now." Fleur drifted along their link where she felt Harry's magic embrace her as if begging her to make use of it. She beamed into her man's shoulder as she drew his magic along their now permanently opened bond.
The magic entered Fleur's body in trickles at first and for a second she wondered why. Then, she finally caught on, and her mouth suddenly felt a little dry at the ramifications. Harry's magic was dipping it's toes inside of her, making sure she wouldn't become hurt by its presence. Fleur smiled, as the magic began entering her in larger increments over time, careful to see what would happen. Turning to nuzzle her cheek against Harry's face, Fleur squeezed him like a teddy bear because even his magic was completely adorable. "Your magic ees taking excellent care of me, 'Arry. Eet ees exploring me as eef I'm made of glass."
Harry nodded and smiled at his mate in return. "I didn't consciously direct my magic to do that."
Fleur nodded and pulled the bulk of Harry's body on top of hers. She wanted the comfort of being held in place as she experienced herself being filled by his magic for the very first time. She also couldn't help pointing out something she thought her mate was taking for granted. "Eet ees a part of you, but eef zere were ever proof zat magic 'as sentience, zan zis ees eet."
In his understanding, Harry had draped himself heavily over Fleur like a blanket. Now he was just luxuriating in the smell of his girlfriend's hair, as he drifted along in the bond. He decided he'd impart his next few thoughts empathically. With that in mind he conveyed the following words through the bond. "My magic's intentions are aligned with mine. I trust it despite its unpredictability and our lack of verbal communication."
Harry's empathic words had drawn Fleur deeper into the bond, which is why she felt the exact moment that it happened. Harry's magic suddenly determined that she was unharmed by it's presence, at which point it moved with a will of its own.
Instantly and thoroughly, Fleur experienced first-hand exactly how unpredictable Harry's magic really was, as it started filling her body at an extremely rapid rate. She gasped at the intensity of it all, as she quickly recouped her power losses from the earlier battle and then completely surpassed her max capacity. As the magic continued to fill her, Fleur felt her hair rise, goose-flesh appear on her skin and then the very air around her became charged with magical power. Fleur gasped yet again, as suddenly she was the one emitting Harry's aura shroud and she could sense all of the things around her, in an impossible to decipher mass of information!
When the synesthesia of it all started to overwhelm her, Fleur directed the magic to go back into Harry's body... The magic cooperatively slid back along the bond as if it was completely under her control. Then, she was left with just her own magic in her body, but with one notable difference.
Fleur felt absolutely fantastic!... It felt like she'd just awoken from the best night's sleep of her whole entire life! "Oh my Goddesses 'Arry... 'Ow do you get any sleep at all zese days?"
Harry laughed and nodded his head in understanding. "I actually didn't sleep for three days when I first unlocked my core's full potential. I didn't even realize it at the time because I was spending all of my time reading, meditating and then later I was in my Mindscape creating things. Later, I had such good control of my body because of the Mindscape I'd constructed, I became capable of just forcing my body to sleep whenever I direct it to. Unless I'm quite upset or aroused, I can just press the snooze button and I'm out like a light... I noticed something just now, Fleur. Once you were very full of my magic power, your core expanded briefly before you started leaking it into the air. I want you to repeat this process several dozen times a day until your core grows. I believe it'll improve your magical capacity several times faster than straining hard against large spells..."
After pushing Harry up by his shoulders until he was braced upon his elbows, Fleur just stared up at her brand new mate in wonder. He was breaking the process of becoming strong for her. He was making it as simple as... Hey Fleur, fill yourself to the brim with my magic a few times a day and you'll get stronger… Becoming strong was supposed to hurt and leave you drained, not feeling energized in the extreme.
Harry picked up on Fleur's feelings and beamed down at her completely adorable expression. "Fleur I need you to be a force of nature so that we can smite our enemies. If you can release my magic out by filling yourself over capacity then you can shield yourself from outside influences." At the tail end of that thought, Harry snapped his fingers and looked extremely pleased with himself. "Guess what Fleur?"
At first, Fleur just arched an eyebrow at Harry. Then she smiled mischievously as she began rooting through his mind through the bond. She would never again have to suffer Harry's rather mysterious nature.
"Okay, okay, I get it, please allow me to enjoy the big reveal," Harry pleaded, while laughing. "My magic doesn't have your elemental affinity, Fleur... You can cast major spells underwater while using it!"
For several moments in a row, nothing happened. Harry waited patiently, as his girlfriend digested all of the facts that he'd just dropped on her like a tsunami wave. Then it happened... Harry was suddenly thrown onto his back, straddled, and held onto so tightly that he could hardly breathe. A mass amount of very salty kisses began peppering his face and neck as Fleur's excitement grew beyond her ability to control and she was completely overwhelmed.
Fleur was being reduced to overjoyed tears again. Gods… It had been such a long day... First the piano piece, the goblet, Harry's sexy stand against the Headmasters, the attack, Harry's completely selfless intervention, the getaway, completing the most incredible bond ever seen on earth while having a lot of incredible sex, and now she would be better able to protect herself because of her mate... Impossible didn't even begin to describe Harry Potter. Fleur projected all of her feelings through the bond, almost as revenge for making her feel all of these things with such intensity. She bombarded Harry with her desperate love for him.
Harry was indeed overwhelmed again and for several seconds he just lay there with his eyes closed. He returned fire with everything that he had in the bond and rubbed at Fleur's back because that was all he was currently capable of. When he felt Fleur moving again, his eyes snapped open extremely quickly. The red faced and panting Veela was rubbing her little, pink pussy, along his length again, and she had an extremely predatory look in her eyes. He had no idea how it was even possible, but his cock was rock-hard again and she was polishing his length with her dripping, puffy, pussy-lips.
"'Arry... I am ze one hoo does not deserve zis 'appiness," Fleur purred, with that same extremely flushed face and irregular breathing. "You are too much for me, and I am entirely overwhelmed. I will 'enceforth spend my entire life making you deliriously 'appy." Very suddenly, Fleur rose up to her knees while pulling Harry's dickhead up to press against her clit. From there, she began rubbing it just barely inside of her pussy-lips and shivering in excitement. "Eet ees going to be an onerous task," she bit out gasping, as she impaled herself all at once upon her man's big, fat, beautiful dick. Leaning forward she wrapped her arms behind his neck and flattened her breasts out against his chest. Then she began humping her pussy up and down his length and cooing into his ear. "I will need to spend many 'ours a day on my new ambition, 'Arry." Fleur groped at Harry's chest and ab muscles as her hips continued gyrating on his dick. They were both already escalating quickly towards orgasm and neither one of them were showing any restraint whatsoever. "I will be demanding of both your time and attention, 'Arry, but you already knew zat didn't you? Oui, yes, I see you 'ad me all feegured out and were willing to put een ze effort."
Fleur squealed loudly, as she orgasmed upon her mate's massive perfect cock again, but she never once stopped moving. Harry had one hand on her back running down to her ass and one rubbing and pinching a nipple. Then, showing a skill Fleur had never even heard of before, Harry began releasing tendrils of his magic straight into her nerve clusters. The effect ran directly through her like a shock of pleasure that headed straight towards her core. Her pussy twitched as it continued wringing out his dick, demanding that his cum immediately spill inside of her womb. "I am frustrating and contrary, no?" Fleur licked the ear that she was whispering into. "I will make you crazy and even angry often. I will want ze best for you and settle not at all. Zere will be days 'Arry... But I will 'ave you sooooo 'appy, 'Arry, you shall see."
Fleur sped up and milked her mate even harder, clenching her inner muscles even more and grinning at his surprised face. "Oui, yes, I will 'ave many surprises for you, 'Arry... Now give me all of your delicious seed mon amour, spill eet een my womb where I need eet to be from now on."
Fleur blew in Harry's ear, licked his earlobe and then whispered, "I will someday carry our perfect children eenside of me, my love. you 'ave taken me, 'Arry... I am your mate now and no one else will ever 'ave me." Then Fleur began sucking off yet another hickey high on Harry's shoulder for the entire world to see. Harry groaned and tensed and Fleur climaxed again just from hearing his wonderful, sexy, moans. She began moaning throatily in return, directly into his ear and vibrating all over his cock in her newest orgasm. Finally she trembled and shook as her mate blasted yet another massive torrent of seed deep inside of her belly. She never stopped squeezing him and humping down onto his cock as he filled her completely. As his orgasm slowly tapered off, she grinded on him slower, with his dick rooted deep inside of her and allowed her core to milk his shaft to completion. She felt her inner muscles draw his seed from base to head and then pull hard upon his crown.
Good Goddesses... Fleur would never get tired of that feeling…
Needless to say, Harry was left trembling in pleasure at his girlfriend's miraculous pussy and her skill while making use of it.
To Be Continued
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