Chapter 9

Once When I Was Grouchy

Harry and Lily ran until they were wading into the sea. The gentle pull and push of water struck their knees, imbalancing them.

"Come on, Harry. Let's go further." She yelled, giving him a bright smile. A smile so beautiful that made his heart thrum in excitement. He nodded, mirroring her smile as they swam away.

The water was pleasantly cool against their skin. His mum gasped as she was waist-deep inside the water now.

"Ah! It feels so good." She moaned lowly, going deeper until she was totally submerged from the neck down. Harry too went after her and was swaying in front of her along the gentle waves. He blushed after hearing her making that indecent noise. His mind went into overdrive, imagining all the things he could do to her to get that moan out of her.

"Don't you feel good, sweetie?" She asked, seeing his red face and giving him a curious look.

"Y..yes." Harry hurriedly replied. She just raised her eyebrow and moved nearer to him. She looped her arms around his neck and pressed herself into him.

Her wet half naked self against him.

He bit back a moan as he coiled his own hands around her waist.

"Don't you feel good, Harry?" She repeated, biting his earlobe, her wet tongue sending shivers down his spine. Harry shrieked like a girl.

"Mum! That's crossing the line. You can't just nibble my ear. That's too indecent. You're not playing by the rules. You're being too forward in your mission to embarrass me." He squeaked, trembling all over his body. His mum just laughed heartily.

"There's no rule in this game, sweetie. I love seeing that cute blush of yours and I'll do anything to see a glimpse of my handsome little knight all red and bothered. Like you are doing right now." She smirked, condescendingly patting his cheeks.

Harry pouted and turned his face away.

"What if I do the same? What if I started licking your ear just to get a reaction? You are so unfair. Double standards at its finest." Harry mumbled.

"See! That pout of yours. So cute! And just for your info, I wouldn't mind a bit if you did anything of that sort. Contrary to your belief, I'll be delighted that you are finally playing the game." She grinned, pulling his cheeks as if he was still a five-year-old kid.

"Mum!" He groaned, pushing her hands away from his face.

"So answer me then. Don't you feel good, Harry?" She asked, staring at him expectantly.

"Yup." He replied.

That reply made her scowl deeply.

"You know, your monosyllabic replies are grating on my nerves. You just had to ruin the perfect mood. I am going back." She said angrily, totally annoyed at him, and swam away.

"Don't know when my sweet Harry became an old grumpy man. I need a fucking time-turner to go back and never let my sweet baby boy become like this. I'll just have to raid the Department of Mysteries. No big deal." His mum grumbled all the way, purposefully increasing the tone of her voice so he would hear everything she was saying.

Harry couldn't help but sigh at his own failings. He recognised how he was acting all emo and depressed from the morning. Since he masturbated beside her sleeping body, he was feeling all guilty about it and was taking out his annoyance on others, in this case, his mum.

"It's not too late." He mumbled and hurried after her, his legs and hands working in tandem to swim fast, to reach her.

'I don't need to feel guilty for having these urges. And it isn't as if mum is totally innocent. I have never heard of any mother sleeping half-naked with their son. I have never seen a clingier mother than mine. It is her fault too, not just mine. I can do whatever I want. She is provoking me. It's her fault, not mine. I'll never again feel bad for these feelings. The feelings which I have for my mum are the result of my upbringing. I'm not evil for having these.' He thought all the while chasing his mum who was too adept at swimming.

When Harry reached the land, his mum was a few metres ahead of him, stomping away to the ruins. He ran after her and grabbed her hand, stopping her in her tracks.

"I'm sorry, mum. Please let's not ruin our day." He said softly, his fingers intertwining with hers. "Let's go back in the water."

Lily turned around and gave him a beaming smile, stopping her angry act. Not that all of it was an act, she really had been getting annoyed at his monosyllabic answers.

"Finally!" She yelled and again ran towards the water, pulling him after her.

Harry just chuckled as he ran behind her.

'It isn't wrong to have these feelings. And it definitely isn't wrong to use the advantages I have regarding my relationship with my mum. If she is willing to sleep half-naked beside me then she should be ready for occasional 'sleep' groping. And it isn't as if it will be harmful to her. What she doesn't know won't affect her.' He thought, finally realising how stupid he was being for not taking advantage of his lucky situation. 'And sometimes, I really think that mum wants it. That mum wants me to see her as a sexual object. But then again, it may be just my wishful thinking.'

They both jumped in the water, bringing him out of his reverie. They gasped as they went underwater for a few seconds. Lily giggled and tried to push his head under the water. Harry struggled under her hold, his face rubbing against her round and soft breasts. The wet cotton bra was doing nothing in dampening the feeling of her skin on his face.

He was absolutely loving it. The big perky tits trying to suffocate him. He finally was able to break through the surface and breathed heavily, shooting an evil smile at her.

"That means war, mum." He simply said.

"Uh-huh." She hummed, giving him a mocking smile, and swam away, toward the beach "First you have to catch me though."

Harry simply jumped after her, swimming fast to catch her. Luckily, he caught her before she could run away. She shrieked and laughed as he pushed her under the water. She struggled against him but Harry's arms crept around her waist from behind, keeping her tight against him.

She still laughed, unconcerned about Harry's bulge pressing on her arse. He stifled a moan as his mum's beautiful curvy arse was squashed by his hips and crotch. His boner was forced so hard against her arse that he could feel her butt crack on the underside of his hard length. His erection was conveniently snuggled deep between her arse cheeks. His chest too was tightly pressed on her back and his face on her neck. It was so hard to resist the urge to nibble on her slender neck.

"I surrender. I surrender. I am sorry." She yelled, kicking her legs and splashing water around them, pressing her back against him with more force, her own arms trying to unclasp his hold on her waist. He definitely heard her moan when he poked her and absolutely felt her arse cheeks tighten around his hard shaft, burying it deeper between her delicious butt cheeks.

Harry reluctantly loosened his grip and she was able to turn around and face him. Her eyes sparkled in joy.

"That was so fun." She grinned, hugging him, her face over his shoulder. He wasn't sure if she was talking about their grinding session or the water fight. And he wasn't stupid enough to think that she didn't notice their dirty play.

"It was." He smiled, though he had a dark red blush on his cheeks, hugging her back, enjoying the sensation of her sexy body against his.

"Let's get out of here. I'm starting to feel cold now."

"Okay." Harry agreed, swimming with her towards the shore.