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Tweak says, "Byakugan!"

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 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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