So now we come to a new development in the Riddle-verse… Content rating. For almost 400k words I think we've done pretty well keeping it rated T.

But both couples are getting to the points in their relationships now and about 7-8 months, and especially after Ginny's gotten some much need therapy that… well if you haven't caught one of the themes, things change.

But I am also aware this is one of those issues that can shake a few readers away.

For readers who want to follow the couples have their private and intimate moments, we'll put that in a separate chapter, the deleted scenes, so to speak. They'll be real, and official. However I will let you know they will never be plot relevant. I'm not going to force readers into smut for plot details, yall have been too kind to me for that.

So Welcome to Riddle after dark. This will be the collection of deleted scenes of the intimate moments of the Riddle-verse. Again, never anything relevant to the plot, but if you want to see specifically how the relationships develop, this will eliminate the guesswork.

Hours later Harry and Ginny discovered the comfort of the underside of the bed cover. Neither of their shirts made the journey. As usual in the last few weeks, Harry paid attention to Ginny's moans of pleasure but made a dedicated attempt to either kiss or massage every square inch of her beautiful freckled skin and took great pleasure in discovering more freckles. Ginny was flooded with pleasure as she was able to have both of her hands running through Harry's hair, releasing a scent similar to broom polish. They were safe, alone, uninjured, and clearly mutually attracted. Perhaps a little mead courage but truly more drunk on love, Ginny felt brave again.

With a breath heavy in want she finally interrupted her boyfriend's very enjoyable affections, "Harry."

With a playful and enjoyable pop, her left nipple freed from his mouth. "Yeah babe?"

"I want to try something." she purred.

Slowly, Harry slid up to meet her smoldering gaze with a mirthful smile. "Watcha thinking love?" he asked, brushing a few loose hairs out of her face.

"I'm still not quite ready to go all the way."

Harry leaned in and kissed her briefly but filled with affection. "Not worried Gin, no pressure."

"Mmm," Ginny purred, "but there is something I … want." Then Ginny filled closer to press their chests together. "Harry… at night… when we're apart, you think about me when you finish yourself off, right?"

Harry cleared his throat, but grinned. "Well … yeah… figured I was dating you so… yeah. That's not too weird for you or anything is it?"

Ginny's smile became downright devilish. "Oh Harry… I was thinking about you long before we were dating… and I never stopped." Again she pressed her mouth to his to drive home the desired attraction, which was mutual and returned. "Frankly, Lightning, I'd be offended otherwise."

The couple shared a playful laugh of mischief and attraction.

Ginny wrapped both arms around him to look deeply into his eyes. "Harry… tonight… I want you touching me. I want to feel what it's like when you bring me there. And I promise I'll return the favor."

Harry gave a deliciously lucky smile, "I'm far less worried about keeping score than you babe, but … this will be my first time trying this. I might need… a little guidance."

Ginny giggled at both the request and the look on Harry's face. "Merlin, I love you. Absolutely." She reached out and took his hand, which had the sweetest nervous tremble to it, she smiled all the more. As they passed beneath her knickers she watched his eyes pop in surprise as he felt her wetness. "Didn't know about that?" she asked gently but honestly.

"No, I knew that happened," Harry clarified with a half chuckle. "I just didn't know I had that effect on you." He said with almost roguish charm.

Ginny's face filled with exuberant joy. "Harry, you beat a dragon! Yeah, you make a girl excited! And you have been so much more to me, so of course you are going to get so much more of a reaction from me." She deliberately spread out for him and brought his hand down to feel over the entirety of her pussy. The look of surprise on Harry's face alone was worth it. But the feeling Harry, her Harry, finally touching her sent a rush through her whole body.

Where Harry lacked experience, he made up for in instinct, and feelings, maybe Sirius's lessons… Ginny didn't know and cared less. Harry began gently with slow tender, almost exploratory movements over her folds which felt intoxicating to her. It became clear quickly that he didn't need further guidance so her hand soon rose up to grab his raven locks and push his forehead closer to hers. "Like that," she gasped, "Doing great."

Encouraged and emboldened, Harry took that as an invitation to dive deeper, slipping a finger finally inside. "Gods yes." Ginny moaned. Soon he added a second finger. And as he saw the rising desperate arousal on Ginny's face, his grin soon came to his.

She saw the look and smiled as she could through heavy breathing. "Don't get too cocky, you're next."

Ginny was quickly floating adrift on a sea of pleasure, but she wanted, or needed, one slight adjustment. She let her nails drag across Harry's back. The look in his eyes and sound he exhaled proved he didn't mind it. When her hand came back to his, Harry paused. With desperation, Ginny corrected. "No, please, don't stop. Just a minor adjustment."

Harry nodded understanding and kept his vision focused on the sheer beauty of Ginny Weasly becoming completely undone. Her hand came to his thumb that she softly guided. ""Just be very gentle." Harry nodded acknowledgement again. She continued. "There's a little bump, between - mmm yeah… there…."

After the final instruction, it only took Harry a moment or two for him to find a rhythm that seemed to pulse to her core. It soon became very clear that the glorious end was coming for her, and Harry was completely driving her. Her role was to just enjoy it. As her breathing grew shallower she wrapped both arms around Harry and held on for all she was worth. "Gods…yes… don't stop… I love you…Fuck!" she finally cried as her last restraint was snapped and her body spasmed in pleasure and dug her nails into Harry's back to ensure he could never leave her.

When she came, Harry blissfully held her and watched a lovely flash of arousal come to her normally light skin. Harry smiled with a small level of pride knowing 'he did that.'

A few minutes later the twitches and spasms of pleasure calmed, Harry moved his hand from where they were simply to hold his girl. A few minutes later her breathing returned to normal and eyes began to focus again. Soon thoughts started to return to her mind again.

"Oh… my… gods, that is so much better with a partner." she pressed in and kissed him deeper than ever trying to express to him her appreciation, affection, arousal, comfort, love, every bit of every positive emotion she was basking in. "I love you, Harry Potter, now lay back."

"Gin, you don-"

"Shh," she said with a finger over his lips, then playfully drug her nails over his chest. "I want to Harry," Ginny had no hesitation as she pulled his shorts down. Ginny looked up to him with a very pleased expression on her face. She reached between her legs for wetness and firmly grasped Harry's already very firmly aroused cock. She could see Harry tense the pleasure of her grasp and Ginny liked that. "There we are." she cooed. "Let me know if I need to adjust anything babe, but…" as she slowly began to stroke. "From what I hear, blokes are easy."

Harry smiled and nodded. "I won't even deny it." He gasped. After a moment his reflex was to roll towards Ginny, who actually refused. "No," she teased. "We can work on mutual next time." Then she bore a very determined look on her face. "For once Harry, you are going to lay back, and just let yourself enjoy something." She said as she continued stroking him but adding an extra rub to the tip with her thumb.

"Ahh… fuck… no argument." he relented.

"Exactly," Ginny started to whisper in her Crimson purr. She nestled close to her man, pressing her breast to his chest and watching him intently. "You are just going to lay back and let your girlfriend pleasure you. Just relax… let it be. I'm your lover, Harry, not a fighter. Let this happen."

Harry's muscles tensed from Ginny's ministrations and care. His moans came from deep inside and Ginny was determined to drive Harry to his end. "I want this Harry…and you do too." Harry groaned in want as his legs trembled in desire. "So stop fighting. This is one fight you want to lose." She could feel Harry bear down further.

"Ah," Ginny purred. "I see how this is. Your self will… against my sex appeal." Harry's eyes shot open. "Challenge accepted." Ginny whispered as she started kissing down Harry's chest.

"Oh … fuck." Harry groaned as the stroking continued unrelenting and the scent of their sexes filled his nostrils. "Getting … close... Gin."

"Good… so let... it… go, Harry." She whispered again, just before taking Harry cock into her mouth and flicked the tip of his shaft with her tounge.

Harry had no chance and immediately exploded inside her mouth as his body spasmed. "Fuck!" Harry moaned in relief.

The warm sticky fluid covered her tongue and sprayed the roof of her mouth. The back of her mind did stop to register the salty taste, but in truth the focus of her mind was, 'Harry…satisfied and happy.' and Crimson's cheshire grin formed firmly and proudly as she smiled up to her lover. Like a lioness coming back from a successful hunt Ginny crawled back up Harry's body.

Panting Harry looked through heavy eyelids, "Gin, I wasn't expect-"

"Harry, I wanted to." She purred as she playfully scratched his chest. "I wanted to make you happy. I wanted to make you feel good."

"Well you bloody well succeeded."

"Good, "she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Because believe me when I say that was nothing short of how you made me feel." They kissed deeply, their tongues continuing and finishing intertwining of the night. Soon they curled up together and fell asleep listening to their breathing, hearts beating, and fire cracking.