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

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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ex_transcend779
2008-07-26 07:47 pm UTC (link)

It was almost to the point that Daphne could hardly contain herself and every thrust he gave, she came closer and closer to the end. Her eyes clenched shut as she forced herself to wait until he was ready, so rather than focus on that, she focused on him, her hips jumping up to meet his every now and again, her legs tightening around him as tightened one leg around himself. Every touch to her skin made her flinch with pleasure as it became extra sensitive.

The very second his tongue met her breast, teasing her, Daphne moaned out again. It was hard to contain herself the way she had wanted to, but at this point, she wanted to please him and that meant letting him know how much she enjoyed having him inside of her.

When the second came and she felt his thumb brush in between her leg, Daphne arched her back slightly and tightened her legs even more, though loosening them eventually. She did gasp and she certainly moaned out, begging for more. Daphne needed him to take her to the edge and she wanted him to do it and drive her crazy by doing so. A quiet string of curse words escaped her mouth as she felt a small coating of sweat form on her forehead and between her breasts. He had worked her hard, but she wanted more.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-26 08:17 pm UTC (link)

If she wanted him to take her to the edge then Harry had no problem with that and fully intended to follow through on it. At the moment, he'd give her the world if she asked. When her legs had tightened around him, it had forced his hand to stop it's movements, being all but trapped between their bodies. The moment he had the room, his fingers redoubled the effort to push her to completion, pulling gasps and moans as he did so. It wasn't just his hands teasing her, in fact his lips, tongue, and teeth continued their torturous movements as their hips met, losing the rhythm in their almost desperate need. Every time he breathed in, cool air would wash over her heated skin. His movements no longer fell into the earlier pattern, but remained smooth and strong.

Harry knew it wouldn't be much longer before he lost control. The knot inside of him had stretched to breaking point and he knew the moment she tightened around him, it would pull him with her over the edge they both were striving so hard to reach. When she cursed, Harry couldn't help the small smile that tugged at the corner of his lips. Removing his mouth from her breast, his lips moved to her ear to whisper the only thing he had left to say tell her. "I love you."

He would have chosen to tell her at another point, but with all the emotions battering him at once, it was all he could think about. He loved her. It was frightening and exciting all at the same time and he wanted to share that with her. He wasn't just saying that because of their current activities. He was saying it because he meant it.

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ex_transcend779
2008-07-26 08:59 pm UTC (link)

Out of all the people in the world, Daphne never would have figured Harry to be the type to do what he was doing to her and the second he touched her again, Daphne cried out in pleasure. She wasn't there just yet, but every touch and ever breath she felt from him was enough to push her, though she continued to keep herself from climaxing even longer. The own knot in her stomach was beginning to pulsate and she feared she'd explode if she waited much longer.

Luckily, she didn't have to. The second she heard those three words, Daphne's back arched up into him as she shrieked with pleasure. Her nails dug into him, and try as she did, she couldn't pull them away from his skin. He had officially succeeded in making her his, and she had managed to leave her own mark on him. As she finished, Daphne's body fell limp beneath him, shaking with pleasure as she fought to catch her breath.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-26 09:20 pm UTC (link)

He'd been so close to losing it, but he was concentrating so hard on pleasing her that he'd managed to keep from doing so. There was a small line of sweat glistening on his forehead, built up from all the tension coursing through his body. The knot in his stomach was pulled to the breaking point, and when she had reached her release he continued his steady motions so as to ensure that she didn't miss a single sensation.

Only when she was finished did he allow himself to let go. She'd tightened around him and, as predicted, that was all it took. The movement of his hips became less steady, more erratic. His hand was removed from her skin in order to wrap an arm beneath her as her back arched and he clutched her tightly as he felt the knot in his stomach unleash itself. His breath hitched in his throat and his whole body seemed to lock up for a split second, before he felt the unmistakable and overwhelming jolt of intensity strike all of his nerves at once.

When her nails had dug into him, he'd barely noticed. Only after he was able to breath again, even if it was somewhat shaky, did he notice the slight sting. He brushed it off in favour of taking a moment to gather his remaining strength. There wasn't a lot of it, but he would manage. Bracing himself off of her for a moment, he slipped from her body, almost immediately missing the sense of intimacy that had been surrounding them. Moving to lay beside her, the arm he had wrapped around her ensured that she went with him until she was almost laying on top of him. A kiss immediately being placed on her forehead.

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ex_transcend779
2008-07-26 09:49 pm UTC (link)

Even after her own release, Daphne still moaned out at his movements and the feeling of him inside of her. Every inch of her body was extra sensitive and every touch brought her to a quiet moan. He had done well with her, it seemed. At least someone had. Once he finished, Daphne closed her eyes and breathed heavily as she caught her breath. Not that she had done much work, but he still wore her out in all the best possible ways.

Even if he hadn't pulled out of her, Daphne would have stayed like that for hours, just to be with him and to experience that all over again. It had to have been the absolute most pleasurable experience she had eve come across in her life. She sighed contently and opened her eyes, watching Harry lay off to the side.

As he pulled her to him, she rested her head on his shoulder and her hand on his chest as she trailed her finger up and down gently. Her breath had been caught, though there was no denying the pleasure was still coursing through her body as she was already reminiscing about what had just happened. Feeling the kiss on her forehead, Daphne's eyes closed again.

"I love you too."

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-26 10:03 pm UTC (link)

Harry's armed tightened around her when she settled against him and even that was too much for him. After four days of sleeping rarely and moving often and then to come home to Daphne, he'd simply overexerted himself, but it had certainly been worth it to share this with her, to love her as he wanted to since their shower together.

By the time she had stated that she loved him as well, he was barely coherent, slipping in and out of sleep. He attempted to fight it for a moment, but his entire body was so relaxed, it was difficult to even open his eyes, let alone move. He hoped Daphne wouldn't be too disappointed, but in a brief moment, Harry was gone. Sleep had staked it's claim on him, and it was quite obvious that he needed it.

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