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darkhairedgryff ([info]darkhairedgryff) wrote in [info]unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-24 22:16:00

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Entry tags:daphne greengrass, harry potter

Who: Harry and Daphne
When: Thursday Evening
Where: The House
What: Back Home...FINALLY!!
Rating: NC-17
Status:Closed/Complete


If nothing else, Harry was glad to finally be back in London. It had been a busy and hectic for days. As he had expected, it had rained for a good majority of the time. They'd been wet and covered in mud for a good portion of the time. Sure, one could cast drying charms and the like, but on the excursions that lasted for more then 24 hours, the pull on your magic levels wasn't helpful at all. It was easier just to face the weather head on. After the first two days, they had all grown used to it until they barely noticed the rain or the mud.

He had been hoping to have wrapped things up earlier in the day, but things had not gone as he had planned...which wasn't exactly surprising. Things rarely went as he planned. He hadn't planned on being married but he found himself counting down the days until he could get back. It didn't help that Daphne had a way of making sure she was the topic of thought...at least where Harry was concerned. Their shower before he left had kept her on his mind, but the gifts she had insisted on sending only happened to make it worse.

By the time he had gotten out of Scotland, he'd been to tired to worry about being dressed. Before he had got to go home, he had to stop in at the ministry and file the paperwork. Now under normal circumstances, he was expected to be in work clothing at all times, but he hadn't cared. He'd just spent four days in the rain. They could excuse him if he showed up wearing a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and a ball cap. After the past couple days he deserved to be dressed comfortably.

Once he had finished that he'd immediately headed home. He might have rushed through the paperwork, but he wanted to go home. Daphne had been right. Four days had been far too long. Instead of taking the chance splinching himself, he headed up to the atrium. After stepping into the Ministries fireplace it was only a moment or two before he stepped out of the fireplace at his and Daphne's home. Dropping his things on the floor, he headed further into the house in search of his wife. He was tired of strangers, he wanted something familiar.

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[info]ex_transcend779
2008-07-24 11:10 pm UTC (link)
Actually surprised by his action of pant and hat extraction, Daphne half smiled, though she was a bit sheepish from her quick nap. Still, she was glad to see him home and safe and out of his clothing because he really looked a lot better that way. Or at least that was her opinion. She could tell just by the look on his face, they wouldn't move a whole lot of much during the next several hours. Daphne planned on being in his arms until he absolutely ad to let go. Just to make up for lost time.

As he crawled into bed and wrapped his arms around her, she did the same, as well as in a protective manner. Hearing that he missed her, Daphne smiled and nodded some. "I missed you too," she muttered, shivering slightly as she felt the familiar breath and lips on her neck. Goose bumps formed and never settled as she got pleasantly surprised by him.

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[info]darkhairedgryff
2008-07-24 11:23 pm UTC (link)
It was good to be home. Definitely a good thing. Now that Daphne and he had grown rather close, he didn't see him every staying late at work like he used to. If nothing else, he'd be distancing himself from his job, which was a good thing. He tended to be a wee bit of a workaholic and was always a bit cranky when he indulged in that side of his personality.

For a long time all Harry did was hold her, his lips pressed to her warm skin and his breath ghosting over it every once in a while. He'd never been one to really notice how individuals or other such things smelled, but he'd never get tired of the scent that seemed to surround Daphne. It was just so .... clean and comforting. There wasn't the heavy scent of florals or fruits. It was natural, calming, and he loved it.

Loosening his hold on her slightly, he pulled back in order to kiss her properly, offering what he considered as a proper greeting. The entire time he had been gone, all he could think about was being able to kiss her and have her close. It was a bit intimidating, in all honesty, but he figured of all the people he'd dated, he was quite glad it was her that he ended up being able to share this closeness with. The others simply didn't compare.

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[info]ex_transcend779
2008-07-25 11:17 am UTC (link)
Daphne had always been the same way with work. While she hated her job from time to time, she didn't mind doing it well to make it look like she at least liked her job. It didn't matter, it wasn't as if it were actually all that hard, really. She found it to be easier than most jobs in the Ministry that she had considered, so really, she lucked out. But the paperwork and the traveling to different spots to make sure they worked every day was the tiring part.

Being held by Harry was just what she missed so much and having him close like that again was beyond bliss for her. The silence was welcomed just as much as talking would, but between them, she never felt as if it were awkward. She missed being in his arms and around him in general, which was why she was in his bed to begin with. Sure, it may have been a little intrusive on her part, but she needed to smell him again.

As he loosened his hold, she looked at him, wondering if he were going to get up and leave for something, though when he kissed her, she grinned, glad that that was what he had moved for. Her hand rested gently on the curve of his neck and she put everything in their kiss, having missed it so much.

As always, she wondered how she became so lucky to have Harry. Her hand traveled up and into his hair, fingers running through it softly as they kissed. She loved this and what they did and him in general. It wasn't hard to see that and even if she wanted to deny it, it was obvious that Daphne really loved Harry.

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[info]darkhairedgryff
2008-07-25 05:58 pm UTC (link)
Loosening his hold on Daphne had been a complete waste of energy, the moment she kissed him as she did his arms tightened back around her, keeping her close to him. He'd was tired, but there was no way he was going to sleep any time soon. He'd missed her far more then he had expected to. Perhaps 'falling' wasn't exactly the word to use in his current situation. Perhaps he was already in love.

He didn't pull away again until breathing became a bit of an issue for both of them and even then Harry remained close to her, his lips moving to her jaw to place soft kisses there. There was a difference between spending time with someone close to you and wanting to make sure they knew you thought the world of them. For Harry, he was far more interested in the later.

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[info]ex_transcend779
2008-07-25 06:22 pm UTC (link)
Daphne let her hands slide down and grabbed his shirt, leaning back against the pillows once more, taking him with her, her lips never leaving his once. If he was already in love, then so was she. In fact, there was no denying that she had fallen long ago. He was so addictive to her and he brought the best out and it was just a really good situation for her to be in, with him. Just the mere thought of Harry Potter made her smile, and that was a hard thing to accomplish with Daphne at times.

The fact that there were no questions about his return made Daphne wonder if they were really ready for what she thought they were going to do, but then she remembered their shower and the fact that they were married. They were ready, she knew it and so did Harry. She may have surprised him that night on the couch, but he surprised her in the shower and since then, she couldn't get him off of her mind. Tugging at his shirt again, she made sure he knew it needed to come off.

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[info]darkhairedgryff
2008-07-25 07:31 pm UTC (link)
Daphne certainly wasn't the only one to feel as though something had changed since they had married. He hadn't been looking forward to being bound to another person, but since he had been, he'd found himself finding any reason to be home. He didn't spend extra hours at work and he spent less time out and about. While some might say that was a bad thing, he thought it would do him some good. He wanted to be out of the limelight and now he had a reason to be. He didn't want to bring Daphne into that.

There was something inside of him that sparked when Daphne's fingers wrapped themselves around the material of his shirt. He couldn't explain what it was, but knew she'd get everything she wanted and more. The tug on the material made him pause for a moment. Not because he was unsure, but because he had to pull away in order to comply and he didn't want to. After a moment longer, he did pull back, sitting up in order to smoothly pull the material over his head. Tossing it, he returned his attention to Daphne, the only person it belonged on.

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[info]ex_transcend779
2008-07-25 08:14 pm UTC (link)
Honestly, Daphne was pleasantly surprised at how well their marriage had worked out. She was never one of those girls who fell for any bloke that looked at her, and in all honesty, she never really cared for the whole relationship business. While she did want love, before she graduated, she never wanted the responsibility. Now that she had it, she never wanted to lose it.

For a moment, Daphne was nervous about Harry pausing and thought that maybe she had done something wrong, though she was happily mistaken, as he only wanted more of what she had to offer. When he did finally pull away, Daphne watched him take his shirt of, not quite smirking, but giving a please smile as he revealed what she missed while he was away. Once he came back to her, her arms went around him again, feeling his muscles beneath her hands as she ran them over his back.

If there was one thing Daphne found sexy on a guy, it was definitely their back.

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[info]darkhairedgryff
2008-07-25 09:18 pm UTC (link)
Daphne need not worry about doing something wrong. Harry was far too wrapped up in her to even notice. It had been a long time since he'd let anyone inside the walls he'd built up and it was a bit addictive to have someone finally have that sort of affect over him. There wasn't a shadow of a doubt anymore, Daphne had that sort of affect over him.

Returning to her, Harry shifted, allowing his one arm to keep most of his weight off of Daphne while his now free hand was able to wander a bit. He wasn't too daring, his fingers trailing down her side as his attention was still focused on exploring every hidden corner of Daphne's mouth. He simply couldn't get enough of the small sounds that escaped her every so often and the feeling of her hands on his skin.

It wasn't until they broke their kiss that slid one his free hands down her side, along the curve of her waist to the slight swell of her hip. That hand slid further continued down to gather at the bottom of her nightgown, sliding teasingly up her thigh beneath it. Before his hand slid too far up, he changed course and let his fingers trail up to rest on her hip. Neither one of them had said much since they he had arrived back, but neither of them really had to.

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[info]ex_transcend779
2008-07-25 09:35 pm UTC (link)
She never had any affect over anyone. Not even Adrian for the most part, and there were times when she wished she had an affect on someone, but mostly, she just wanted to be her. Throughout school, she was quiet and stayed away from the rumor mill and the sexual liaisons other girls in her house were indulging in. Daphne was, perhaps, the only person she knew to be her own person. She was quiet enough to be left alone, but popular enough to have friends when she wanted them. To her, that was pretty much the way to be. That never had any affect on anyone, but having one on Harry was something really special to her.

Not a flinch came from her as his fingers explored her side. While she was focused on Harry and what they were doing, she wasn't so worried about being ticklish beneath him, which in the end, caused her to not be. She liked how he wasn't daring or rude and intrusive with her. She had never had that before. Someone who would be kind to her, even in this scenario. It was like a fairy tale to her. Love, beauty, desire, lust. What more could she ask for? Just with Harry, she had everything she ever wanted.

As his hand traveled, she made those noises he loved, though she did try to keep them at a minimum. For now, of course. A small smile was given as he teased her skin, chills of pleasure coursing through her slightly as she felt his fingers on her thigh. No words were needed for this, Harry knew what to do.

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[info]darkhairedgryff
2008-07-25 10:24 pm UTC (link)
For his part, Harry only really wanted for her to be her. That was who he loved, and that was who he wanted to be around. If there was some other personality in there, it couldn't possibly be better the the own he knew know. That was the one he wanted to fall asleep with and wake up beside. He supposed, his attachment to her was one of the reasons he didn't mind pushing their relationship further. It didn't help that the noises she made drove him insane. His desire jumping with each tiny moan.

Eventually growing tired of the restriction, Harry's hand moved back down her thigh until it was free of her nightgown. Once he was, he allowed his hand to travel back up her body, catching on the material and slowly dragging it up as well. He'd found all the sensitive spots on her neck and was itching to explore the rest.

As the material slid upward, Harry pulled his lips away from her skin. He pulled away enough to take the weight off of his other arm and allow that hand to join the other in moving along her side. As Daphne had said he wasn't overly daring, rude, or intrusive. He'd never been. It had always been more about the other person then himself. He'd wanted them to feel beautiful and cherished, and that was particularly true when it came to Daphne. His lips, with a bit of effort, remained off of her skin. As the soft material moved slowly upward, exposing first her hips before moving to the smooth expanse of her stomach, Harry simply didn't have the willpower to remain where he was. His lips moved to her stomach, following the path her nightgown was currently making.

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[info]ex_transcend779
2008-07-25 10:53 pm UTC (link)
A small, satisfied smirk found purchase on Daphne's face once Harry took a bit of initiative and began pulling at the fabric of her nightgown. If he wanted the help, she'd help, but so far, he seemed to be doing just fine on his own. Her nails raked over his skin softly as he continued pushing the fabric up and she grinned with every inch it gained. Not that he hadn't already seen her, but one perspective was different than another, of course.

Daphne did feel beautiful and cherished with Harry, which was something she had never really felt before. There was one time she thought she loved someone, but it was hardly comparable to what she was feeling towards her husband. Her husband, not just some guy. He was some guy that she married. The thought of that made Daphne give a goofy grin, though with Harry now focusing on her stomach rather than her lips, she was sure it went unnoticed.

The touch of his lips almost drove her crazy. She didn't know why, but just the feeling of them on her stomach even made her moan out quietly. Bloody hell, it had been so long since anything like this had happened, but Harry was taking care of her in the best way possible. She grinned again, and settled her head back on the pillow, a sweet moan of content let out for only him to hear.

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[info]darkhairedgryff
2008-07-25 11:14 pm UTC (link)
Daphne was right in assuming that he had not seen her goofy grin. At the moment he was much too focused on exploring Daphne, his hands, lips and occasionally his teeth were on a particular mission to locate those spots that made her moan quietly beneath him. Each sound she made only motivating him to continue and find the next hidden spot.

In Harry's opinion, Daphne was perfect. It didn't matter that he'd already seen her. It was a completely different experience and he appreciated every part of her as he had the first time, if not more so. He'd never been a boastful person, but the simply fact that she was his and he was hers allowed for his pride to rise slightly. He'd do anything to prevent losing her and, if he had anything to say about it, he never would.

Once the material had been gathered beneath the swell of her breasts, Harry pulled away. He wanted it off, but he couldn't do that unless she sat up a bit, which meant he had to let her go for a moment. it wasn't something he wanted to do, but the results greatly outweighed their current actions. Taking a brief moment, he caught her lips in a deep kiss before quietly instructing her to sit up.

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[info]ex_transcend779
2008-07-25 11:24 pm UTC (link)
Soon, Harry would find every hidden spot. Daphne hardly knew she had them, but every brush of a finger or his lips and teeth drover her a little closer to the edge. She loved that she felt so confident and comfortable beneath him, and she knew that he felt the same as he touched her. She wanted to say something, though she willed her mouth to stay shut unless she was moaning his name softly.

As he kissed her, she obeyed and sat up so he'd be able to remove her gown. Well, actually she thought she'd be a little bit of help and do it for him, though ht was hard to pull herself away from him. Eventually she did as she pulled the bunched up fabric up and over her head, tossing it to the side where it fell, heaped up in a pile of silk.

A small confident smirk was given as Daphne leaned back on her elbows, propping herself up slightly just for Harry to take in. He had every inch of her to himself, something no man had had in years. She was a little arrogant and always thought of her body as perfect, so she hoped Harry thought no less.

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[info]darkhairedgryff
2008-07-25 11:56 pm UTC (link)
Fully clothed or as she was, it didn't matter, Harry opinion had been fixed at perfection for quite some time. She was absolutely gorgeous and she was all his. He could appreciate that and fully intended to show her just what he thought. He would certainly take his time with her and earn every little moan she offered. She deserved no less.

His eyes drifted over her for a moment, taking in the sight before him, but it only lasted a moment. She'd become his drug and he was more then a little addicted. Repositioning himself so he could move over her, Harry found all the particularly sensitive spots on his way to her neck. "Beautiful," he whispered, nipping lightly at the spot below her ear as his hands found her own, carefully removing them from the bed so she had no other choice but to allow her back to return to the bed.

As he moved over her, he laced their fingers together, moving her arms with his own until their clasped hands rested on the pillow by her head. With that accomplished, his lips moved to hers, craving that familiar feeling that flooded him with he kissed her. It was something so simple and yet intimate. Something he could share with her no matter where they were, drawing them closer.

"What do you want, Daphne?" he asked softly, his lips moving to her jaw, occasionally allowing his teeth to nip playfully at her skin. Normally, he wouldn't ask, simply show her how much he needed her, but there was still a part of him that wanted to draw it out. Consider it punishment for the gifts she'd sent him.

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[info]ex_transcend779
2008-07-26 12:06 am UTC (link)
Daphne rolled her lips slightly as she watched him look her over. It felt good to have someone look at her the way he did. She felt as if she were being looked at in unconditional awe, even if it wasn't like that at all. Her cheeks hadn't even flushed as he took her in. But that wasn't nearly as important as his not flushing at all. Impressive indeed.

Her hands, laced in his, gave a small squeeze as he kissed her. The way he held her and the way he kissed her were two of the most cherished things she had now. He loved his lips and his strong arms around her. She was weak for him, but it was all in the name of love.

The way he took this slow with her was perfect. It was their first time, as if they were teenagers and still in school, just without all the nasty repercussions.

Part of her was surprised to hear him speak at all. It was officially and 8-word night and this had been the least she had ever talked to anyone. His question almost made her want to beg for him, but he knew her answer anyway. "You," she muttered. She wanted him so much that it was practically radiating off of her. She was so lucky.

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[info]darkhairedgryff
2008-07-26 01:37 pm UTC (link)
Even when he was expecting that answer it affected him strongly. He very nearly dropped the little game he was playing and gave in to what she wanted, for a moment, nothing else seemed to matter but that. In the end was able to hold out. It didn't help she seemed to want him as much as he, himself, wanted her. It was a heady mix, that was for sure. One he knew he'd never get tired of. Despite being able to hold himself back physically, he couldn't hold back the sound of contentment that slipped from his lips.

"It's not that easy," he responded, a smile in his voice as his lips moved back down to her neck and then over her collarbone. His hands carefully detangling themselves from hers and trailing light, teasing paths back down her arms to her sides, his thumbs brushing just lightly over the sides of her breasts as they passed. "What do you want me to do to you?"

This little game could pan out two different ways. She could jump right to the main goal and leave him to his own devices or she could tell him what she wanted. He was hoping for the latter. Not only would he know exactly what she wanted, but it would also be slightly frustrating for her, a tease if you will. He certainly wasn't upset about any of the gifts she'd sent him, in fact he'd rather enjoyed getting them. He simply wanted to drag this out.

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[info]ex_transcend779
2008-07-26 01:48 pm UTC (link)
Daphne groaned as he said it wasn't that easy. Yes it was! He was her husband, it had to be that easy! This wasn't the time to be cute and playful, he had a naked woman beneath him practically begging for him. Bloody hell, that's what he wanted! He wanted her to beg for him. The jerk. She could tell he was internally struggling, which mean the more things she said to him, the more he'd struggle.

"Everything," she moaned out, her fingers finding his hair and tugging gently at it. "I want you to make love to me, Harry. I want to feel you inside of me," she half smirked, though was really too into what she was saying to remember that she was trying to drive him crazy.

"I want you to love me and touch me," she moaned out again. And she wanted him to hurry up. Well, perhaps not. He was doing fine just as he was, but she was slightly eager. Dragging this all out was really quite the good idea on his part. Make it more special and all that jazz.

"Make me yours."

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[info]darkhairedgryff
2008-07-26 02:18 pm UTC (link)
Alright, so perhaps it might not have been the best plan ... at least when it came to testing the strength of his willpower. Her words and the tone in which she spoke them sent the blood rushing south far faster then he initially intended it to ... not that one could really control that. He had a feeling she knew exactly what she was doing to him ... despite the rather obvious evidence. He couldn't help the small groan when she shifted slightly, and he found himself pressed against her, the thin fabric of his boxers the only thing separating them. Though he had a feeling that wouldn't last for too much longer.

If nothing else, Harry was stubborn and that helped him maintain his ability to continue to take his time. He had a feeling she was going to murder him later for this, but he didn't mind so much. When his hands reached her waist only one remained there, the other moved back down over her hip to teasingly down the side of her leg. He didn't know what it was, but he couldn't stop running his hands over her. Perhaps it was simply the feeling of having her beneath him, but he was opt to believe there was something else to it.

"You already are," he smirked against her skin. As far as he was concerned she was and that wasn't about to change any time soon. He simply wouldn't let it. As he said this his lips moved once more, this time trailing softly down to her breasts. If he was going to drag things out, he might as well pull more of those lovely moans from her.

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[info]ex_transcend779
2008-07-26 02:29 pm UTC (link)
As far as Harry was concerned, Daphne liked knowing just how much she was affecting him and any new evidence was key. She smirked again as she felt his stiffer areas brush against her and there was no denying how badly she wanted to set it free. Or at least she thought she wanted to set it free. It wouldn't be coming out just for air, she supposed. He knew what he was getting. If he continued to be a good boy.

Part of her would have agreed with him. Yes, she was going to kill him later, but she had the feeling he would probably fall into a rather deep love coma, and if she were lucky, that'd kill him before she had to.

Harry's cocky remark was about to get him in trouble, so while his lips were busy and so were his hands, Daphne wrapped her legs around him quickly and pulled him to her fast. She didn't like just playing around all the time, when Daphne wanted something, she could get down to business. "That's not what I meant," she said deviously, releasing him with her legs, though keeping one bent at the knee just to the side of him.

He got what he wanted when she moaned, though she'd go back to keeping it at a minimum just to drive him crazy. He needed to lose the boxers soon. It was only fair. "Off," she demanded, knowing he'd realize she was referring to his boxers. If she was natural, so was he.

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[info]darkhairedgryff
2008-07-26 03:00 pm UTC (link)
He had been right when he'd realized the remainder of his clothing wouldn't last very long. Though, he was rather amused by the demand. It took a moment for him to even think of responding after her legs had wrapped around him, pressing him closer to her. It was almost too much. In response to that Harry took his time complying. Before he pulled away, he allowed his teeth to catch the sensitive peak of her breast for the briefest moment before allowing his tongue to follow in it's wake, adding another sensation to the mix. Releasing her, he removed himself from her arms in order to remove that final barrier. He could breath a little easier without the restriction, but he supposed he was replacing one restriction for another. Granted, the second restriction would be far more pleasant then the last.

When he returned to Daphne, he was aware that she didn't expect him to rush things forward, given his previous attitude. Luckily, or unlikely, depending on how you looked at hit, Harry went for the opposite of what she was expecting. He wanted to hear the surprised intact of breath, the moan. He just wanted her. Settling back between her legs, Harry's lips immediately found hers again, his tongue seeking out her own and all the familiar contour of her mouth. He wanted to make every part of her his own and was fully intending to do just that. Without so much as a warning, Harry pressed in side of her, his shoulders tense as he met some resistance and fought not to hurt her at all. He wanted to make her feel loved not hurt her.

Once he was inside of her, he didn't dare move. The quick movement had effected himself just as much as it would have effected her, causing him to break the kiss with a sharp intake of breath. He needed that moment to not only allow himself a chance to breath, but to allow her to grow accustomed to the sudden change. When he could breathe again, he raised an eyebrow as he looked down at her. "You were saying?"

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[info]ex_transcend779
2008-07-26 04:37 pm UTC (link)
Truthfully, Daphne rather liked that he was taking his time, even if she knew part of him probably wanted to rush this. Still, he was kind enough to take things slow, even if they were already married. Every touch or brush drove Daphne slightly crazy as she laid beneath him, her hands once more running over his smooth skin. When he did finally pull away to relieve himself of his boxers, she grinned at the sight and couldn't wait until he was in her arms once more.

Quiet, breathy moans escaped her, though were soon silenced when he kissed her. Passion was flooded into his mouth as she returned the kiss, holding him fast to her. However, the second he pushed himself inside of her, Daphne's back arched slightly, her head tilting back as she gasped with pleasure. She was surprised he had paused once inside of her, though it was a fantastic feeling. He could never hurt her if it was him she was with.

One hand found purchase in his hair as she looked up at him, listening to him speak. Pulling his head back slightly, she leaned up and grabbed his lips in a rough kiss that would answer his question and perhaps any other questions he might have. "More," she groaned into his mouth, breaking the kiss for a moment.

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[info]darkhairedgryff
2008-07-26 04:57 pm UTC (link)
Daphne's reaction was more then enough to get him to move, he simply couldn't take his eyes away from her. The desire was only intensified by the fact that this was the woman that held his heart in her hand. No one had ever been able to claim that before, no one except Daphne. He'd barely had a chance to find his breath before Daphne kissed him like no one else had. He wanted to give her exactly what she wanted and he would, but he was going to follow through on that in his own time.

He didn't want this to end and took measures to ensure that it would last for as long as they could both handle it. After the initial entry, Harry returned to the languid pace he'd taken before. The initial movement of his hips pulled a low moan from his lips, though it remained muffled by their kiss. Almost immediately, he found a rhythm. Four shallow, One deep. Three Shallow, Two deep, continuing until he felt as though he couldn't possibly be any deeper inside of her before he backed off, starting the cycle all over again. It was a pattern that would drive them both insane, and Harry knew it.

It was sheer willpower alone that allowed him to continue as they were. With every little moan she gave Harry felt desire run through him, tightening the knot in him just a bit more. After one a brief period, Harry had to break the kiss, his lips finding her skin instead, working down her neck and over her collar bone, his hands find purchase on her perfect hips for barely a moment before sliding upward. He couldn't help but touch her.

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