Chapter 12

Once When I Was Loving

Harry and Lily immediately returned to Potter Manor after that event.

Currently, they both sat at the dining table, facing each other after they had taken a well-needed shower.

Separate showers of course, at least for now.

They two were staring at one another, thinking of a way to start this particular conversation. Though the upcoming uncomfortable talk didn't stop Harry from admiring his mum.

She had her red hair unbound, falling behind her in waves. And she was wearing a black camisole top and that too without a bra since he could see the impressions of her nipples on the dark fabric. A white knee-length skirt contrasted well with the black top. Before he could lose himself in his mum's beauty, he decided to get this awkward talk out of the way.

"So… am I in trouble?" Harry asked first, looking into her emerald eyes.

"Depends? What were you thinking when you suddenly decided to mount me?" His mum asked with a raised eyebrow, crossing her arms under her chest. Knowingly or unknowingly, bringing his attention to her barely contained D cup tits that were straining against the top so badly, that she was practically naked from the waist up. The camisole wasn't big enough to hide her big perky breasts. She gave him a deadpan look as he continued staring at those huge melons.

"Uhm… that your arse looked too good and I wanted to see how it would feel pressed against my crotch. But then my dick accidentally slipped inside and the rest was history." Harry replied with a blank face, moving his gaze back to her face.

"Harry!" Lily groaned. He couldn't help but snicker at the situation.

"I mean what type of question is that? Obviously, I was horny and your pussy looked just too good to ignore. Can you blame me though? I'd a smoking hot redhead babe lying naked under me. What else was I supposed to do?" He exclaimed, throwing his hands up in exasperation.

"What I meant to ask was if I was just a quick sexual relief for you because you couldn't control yourself, or if you thought through the consequences?" His mum said in a no-nonsense tone.

Harry shifted uneasily.

"I mean it wasn't planned. I didn't have an elaborate strategy to get into your knickers or anything. It just happened, I guess. With you being all liberal with the nudity and groping, I got lost in the haze of lust and as you eloquently phrased, 'mounted you'." Harry answered with a frown.

"So, was it a mistake then? You won't ever try this again and will be more mindful of your lust?" She asked without showing any positive or negative emotions.

"Was it a mistake? I don't know, it actually depends on how you react to it. Do I regret it? Absolutely not. I'd been dying to fuck you since I started my adolescence. You're the woman in my every wet dream. You're the woman I feel most attracted to. So, no, I definitely don't regret it. Will I ever try again to mount you? Again depends on how you react to it."

"But first of all, let's clear the air. Mum, you too are attracted to me? Please clear this mystery, please enlighten me if it is always my wishful thinking or do you really want me to see you as an object of sexual desire. Because I don't believe you haven't seen the sign of my growing lust toward you. I was poking you on the butt at every chance on the beach after all." Harry explained passionately.

His mum stared at him for a couple of seconds and let a small smile appear on her face.

"Yes, I am also attracted to you, Harry. By the way, that was a brilliant answer. Also, you're not in trouble if that wasn't obvious. And yes, I was aware of your erection liking my arse too much, as it kept touching it, but I thought you were just being a normal horny teenager." She grinned abashedly.

Harry heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank god you don't hate me or anything. I'd have died from depression otherwise. You don't know how important you are to me." Harry chuckled awkwardly.

"You don't have to worry about that, Harry. I can't hate you. That's just impossible. You can do the worst things to me and I still won't hate you. Maybe I'll be very angry, maybe very disappointed. But never hateful. You'll never be unredeemable in my eyes."

"I'm glad and happy that I have the best mum."

"Heh. Sure you do since this mum lets you mount her." She giggled immaturely.

"Will you stop using the word 'mount'? It makes us sound like we are horses or something in the middle of mating." Harry groaned this time.

She just laughed in response and Harry smiled happily seeing her laugh like that. And the happiness had nothing to do with how her boobs jiggled with her laughter.

"But what do you expect from me now? Do you want me to act like your mum, your girlfriend, or just a sex buddy?" She questioned with an amused smile, her eyes glinting mischievously.

"Oh god! Will you stop this nonsense? And no, I don't want you to act differently. You're perfect as you are. You'll always be my lovely mum. It doesn't matter if I am fucking you or not. I don't want or need to change it. We'll act like we always do. The only change will be more physical intimacy between us, nothing else."

"Aw, you are making me blush. I didn't know you cared so much about me." She joked, trying to hide how pleased she was after hearing that.

Harry just raised his eyebrow.

"I'm laughing. See, mum, I'm really laughing. You're such a comedian." He said blandly.

'Yeah, sarcasm, he is still a teenager. For a second, I had forgotten it since how nice he was behaving.' Lily thought with exasperation.

"This is good and all, but we need to make some rules." His mum began.

"Oh?"

"Yes. Rules. There are going to be a few. The most important one is that our physical relationship will be a secret. We won't let anyone know what is going on between us. Even the Wizarding World doesn't accept incest with close relatives. And I am your mum, so that is as close as it can get. The Daily Prophet will have a field day if they get something on us. I can already see the headline. 'Incestuous Lily Potter, the wife of the hero James Potter, a paedophilic predator who didn't even spare her own son'. Yes, that must be avoided." She voiced her concerns.

"Okay. I can see how that can become a problem." Harry agreed in an equally sombre tone.

"The other rule is that we'll stop our relationship when you decide to have a girlfriend or a wife. I don't want you to cheat on them with me. That would be very disrespectful and insensitive." She continued giving him a challenging stare.

"Not that I'll ever need a woman other than you, but yes, I agree nonetheless because I know you won't believe my words of loyalty towards you since I'm a horny teenager." Harry grumbled.

Lily shot him an amused smile.

"Yes. I want to believe and maybe I already believe you, but let's not argue over this rule. Hmm, are there any more rules needed? No, I don't think so. That's it. These are the two rules you need to follow honestly."

"Sure. Anything else? Because I'm eager to do something I always wanted to do and am getting bored of this serious talk."

"No, there is nothing else, at least not now. But what are you so eager to do?" She questioned him, tilting her head to the side.

Harry, instead of answering, rose from his chair and walked around the table. He stood behind the chair on which she was sitting. He bent down and hugged her from behind, his arms wrapping around her shoulders.

His mum laughed happily as she turned her face to see him.

"So, you wanted to hug me?"

"Yes. But that's not the only thing. I always wanted to do this and it's a dream come true." He whispered, nuzzling her neck and drawing closer to her face.

Her eyes shined as she understood his desire. Tilting her face up, her lips parted a little as his warm breath blew over her.

She closed her eyes as their lips met in a soft loving kiss. Their mouths remained on each other, gently moving and massaging. This went on for half a minute when Harry probed her mouth with the tip of his tongue. Lily too opened her mouth a little, granting him entry.

Harry was obviously not experienced or skilled, but she guided him gently with her lips and tongue, her hands coming up to cup his face. As he pulled back, both panting and looking at each other with love-filled eyes, Lily accepted that as far as first kisses go, her son did brilliantly.

"It is better than I ever imagined." He smiled softly, caressing her wet lips with his thumb.

Lily felt giddy and content. Her precious Harry was just too cute and romantic sometimes.

"Oh, it sounds like you imagined it too many times." She smiled, standing up and pushing the chair away from between them.

"The word 'many' doesn't do justice to the amount of time I spent dreaming about your lips on mine." Harry chuckled, pulling her close in his embrace as they still looked at each other with love and playfulness.

"Now, I'm scared to think that the sex earlier wasn't good enough since you didn't give me this loving look back then."

His arms tightened around her waist as he pulled her closer, as he looked up into her eyes.

"The sex was marvellous, mind-blowing, intensely pleasurable. But being able to hold you close with my face so close to yours and our lips working on each other is just another level of closeness if you can understand that." Harry mumbled thoughtfully, not knowing whether he was fully able to express his feelings in words as he stared into her eyes, his gaze flickering to her rosy lips now and then.

"Aah! My heart can't take it anymore. How do you keep on getting cuter!" His mum sighed, cupping his face and leaning down.

He smiled shyly as her pouty lips hovered over his. Closing his eyes, he savoured the feeling of her lips on his mouth. He moaned a little when she grappled with his tongue. His hands dropped down to her hips and he cupped her arse through the skirt, as they kissed each other passionately.

When they disconnected the kiss, both were hungrily looking at one another.

"Let's go to the bedroom." She ordered, grabbing his arm and leading him toward their bedroom.

Lily was lying naked on the bed with Harry kneeling between her legs. It was the classic missionary position.

She screamed his name as his hips began moving. Harry held her hands, his fingers intertwining with hers as they engaged in sex.

His lips mashed over hers fervently while his hips didn't stop assaulting her pussy.

Lily felt full and content for the first time in years. She felt energetic and filled with life as her own son, as her own flesh and blood, fucked her like no one else ever had.

He tasted so sweet, he smelled so good, I don't think I've ever loved someone as much as I do Harry, she thought absent-mindedly as he sucked on her tongue.

She was finally happy and satisfied with her life. She had wanted nothing more than Harry and she finally had him.

She had all of him.

She squeezed his hands happily, smiling in the kiss as he squeezed them back.

It seemed Harry was getting closer to climax since his thrusting was getting quicker and harder.

He stopped the kiss and stared at her with unquenchable lust, the movement of his hips became harder and erratic. As he railed into her.

"I am coming." He groaned, shoving his dick deep into her.

"Come in me, sweetie." Lily moaned huskily, wrapping her hips tight around his back and running her fingers all over his back. He nodded with a scrunched-up face and released inside her, his warm load triggering her own release.

He slumped over her, his thrusting becoming sluggish, and then finally stopped.

She hugged him close and enjoyed his soft and warm body in her embrace. She really hadn't loved someone so dearly and so fully as she did Harry. And seeing that same love glowing in his eyes as he now stared at her lazily, she couldn't wish for anything more. She now had everything she ever wanted and needed.

"I love you, mum." Harry smiled, climbing on top of her and laying his chin in the valley of her breasts, looking up at her tenderly.

"I love you too, my little knight. More than anyone and anything. More than this world." Lily said, feeling a little bit embarrassed that her eyes were filled with happy tears. He wiped off her eyes gently and captured her lips in a slow loving kiss.

She hugged him close and participated in the dance, where she had to use all of her lips and tongue.