Special delivery for wizard_love Title: Rendezvous at the Louvre Author/Artist:earendil_elven Recipient's LJ name:wizard_love Rating: NC-17 Pairing(s): Harry/Ginny Word Count: 3032 Warnings (if any): Sex in public but really, that’s it. XD
Summary: Harry and Ginny decide to have some fun in the Louvre… much to the surprise of the Muggle tourists around them. Authors notes: Thanks so much for my friend J for giving me the inspiration and E, for being my beta! :D Couldn’t have done it without you guys…. xD
It was my 1st time writing smut and I’m not going to lie, it was hard to write. While I love reading smut, I didn’t realize just how hard it was to write it. I really hope you like it and all of my apologies for w/e fail you might see in it. I tried to put in as much of my recipient's loves as I could, so I hope you enjoy!
"Oooo Harry look at the puppies! Poor things though; Muggles really shouldn't keep them in cages, they look so lonely and sad!"
Harry smiled at his new wife. They'd decided to take a walk through Muggle Paris; he'd always wanted to and Ginny hadn't seen much of the Muggle world. Harry figured Muggle Paris wouldn't be too bad. So far, he hadn't been wrong.
“What would you like to do Ginny?”
Ginny thought a moment before a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. She whispered into Harry’s ears and he felt his face flush, his mouth opening slightly in shock and felt a stirring in his loins. “Ginny!!!”
She laughed, her glorious red hair swinging behind her. “What?!?!?! You asked me what I wanted to do and I would love to do that…. You know you want to as well love.” Ginny turned into Harry’s embrace, her hands dancing across his back and her innocent touches were turning him on in ways that he didn’t want to admit. Harry pulled her tighter into his arms, taking in a deep breath of her hair.
“Come on Harry love… we can do a concealment charm… no one even would know,” she whispered as the slightest moan left her mouth.
Harry groaned as he felt Ginny’s hands caressing the small of his back, dancing towards the front of his hips and he got a flash of her hands on him, teasing and pulling; which then made him remember the way her mouth felt on him, hot and wet, and gradually Harry realized that there was no way he was going to reconsider now. He nodded, pulling his lover close to him so that the effect Ginny had on him wasn’t quite as noticeable to unwanted eyes.
Ginny laughed with delight as they made their way towards the most famous museum in the world and Harry glared at her. “Just you wait, I’ll get you back.”
“I’m counting on it darling. I’m counting on it.”
“Well, here we are.”
Ginny smiled, glancing around at the various rooms. “Well, where to?”
Harry looked at his wife and shrugged. “This is your idea, you pick,” and grinned slyly
“The Mona Lisa?”
Harry laughed and nodded, the two walking towards da Vinci’s masterpiece.
The closer they moved to the painting, the more Harry could feel himself growing harder. He grew more and more excited with the realization of what was to come and what they were going to do. Ginny gripped his hand a bit tighter now; it was warm and moist in anticipation.
Now within the chamber that housed not only the Mona Lisa, but many an unsuspected tourist, Ginny reached inside her dress and retrieved her wand. The long slender shaft was a warm soft hue, and glowed slightly. She moved close to Harry, wrapping her arms around him, smiling. With a swift wave of her wand, she whispered the concealment charm and they vanished from sight.
For a brief moment they merely held each other, both of them full of excitement and apprehension; Harry was still in astonishment of how amazing the wizarding world could be and just how limitless the possibilities were. Ginny looked up at Harry and slowly took his glasses off of his face, putting them into her purse. The two of them moved towards each other, kissing with their hands roaming each other’s bodies.
Harry’s lips pressed against her red mouth hard, both of them fighting for control over the other. The fact that they were right next to the Mona Lisa barely registered in Harry’s mind as he pushed his wife against the wall.
Ginny’s body began to tense as her husband’s hands moved their way down her body slowly, yet firmly. She moaned as the blood began to rush throughout her entire body. Harry let his fingers wander ever so slowly till he reached the very core of her. He slipped up her dress till his fingers found the tip of her undergarments. Ginny moaned into his mouth, growling at him to go faster. Harry merely grinned, caressing the inside of her thighs, her stomach, everywhere but where she wanted him to be. Finally, finally, he slipped his fingers inside.
“Oh Mrs. Potter, you’re so very wet,” he whispered.
“Fuck Harry; just fuck me already!”
He laughed and shook his head against her neck, biting down on her soft flesh, making her gasp. “Tell me what you want love. Tell me.” Harry’s fingers moved against her slit, teasing Ginny, refusing to touch her clit or move into her… he refused to do anything until she told him.
Ginny moaned, feeling her arms go weak, and her hands tensed as Harry’s tongue moved up and clashed with hers. She reached up with her delicate hands and placed them against her lover’s chest. “I. Want. You. To. Fuck. ME!”
“How?”
“Put your fingers in me… oh god!”
She had just gotten the words out of her mouth when Harry finally did what she had been waiting for all day. His lips moved over hers as he tore her panties off in one swift motion and roughly moved onto her clit, causing her to gasp with unexpected pleasure. She nearly came from his touch alone but forced herself to hold back; she didn’t want to cum that quickly... not when there was so much more fun to be had.
Harry grinded his fingers on Ginny’s clit, making her gasp at both the pain and pleasure. He tore his mouth off of hers and moved down to her neck, kissing and suckling her pleasure points. He moved on from her clit and slowly pushed two fingers into her. Harry felt her suck in her breath and grinned as he used his other hand to pull down the front of her gown. This action caused him to push her against the wall, making access easier for him to lower his head and grab at Ginny’s now exposed breasts. He let out a sigh of contentment and murmured, “Fuck I love your breasts. They’re perfect,” before suckling one deep into his mouth. Ginny’s body was shaking under Harry’s administrations; biting her tongue when he shoved another finger up inside of her.
The more she moaned the more Harry craved her. “Cum for me darling.” Ginny gasped as he bit down on her nipple, that little motion sending her over the edge. Harry grinned as he felt her shaking around him, moaning.
Her moans had gotten louder and they had not gone unnoticed. The patrons of the museum began to look around for the source of the obviously sexual noises emanating from the corner of the room. Ginny had made them invisible, but not silent. She found herself enjoying this interesting situation while Harry remained blissfully unaware.
Ginny grinned at Harry, completely ignoring the museum patrons who were by now searching for the source of the noise. “My turn.” She had no intention of telling her husband that the concealment charm did nothing for sounds. Ginny turned and pushed Harry against the wall, pulling his pants down, grinning at Harry’s sharp intake of breath. She kissed him roughly, biting his lip and pulled away before Harry’s hands could grab at her. “Uh uh uh, it’s my turn now love.”
Ginny moved down to his neck, giving him the same treatment as he gave her. She wrapped her arms around him, gently pulling as she nipped against his skin. She moved down his body slowly, kissing and biting. Ginny glanced up at him, smirking when she saw him biting his lips, feeling his ragged breathing as she kissed his hip, licking his thigh. “Mmmm, I love how big you are Harry,” she moaned, teasing him by slowly licking just the head of his hard member and then moving her mouth away from him. Ginny smiled at the sound of his deep groan and nearly laughed as she noticed out of the corner of her eye an elderly Muggle couple jump from the sound.
“Fuck Ginny!”
“Oh? What do you want?”
“You know what I want woman!”
Harry practically yelled that one and it was then Ginny realized that it wouldn’t do to be invisible and get caught when they weren’t nearly done yet. By now security was walking around, searching for them and she quickly cast another spell so that they were finally completely concealed, visually, audibly, and physically. This one should work; that way if they even come near us they won’t be able to feel us…. Now I don’t have to worry about stopping.
“Come on baby, I want you to tell me what you want….” Ginny grinned at Harry’s growl of frustration, feeling him jump when she lightly bit down on the skin of his inner thighs.
“I want your mouth on me woman.”
“Your wish is my command love….” Ginny moved her mouth slowly towards his shaft, licking along the way. Harry hissed as her hot mouth reached him and he groaned as she licked the head again, circling him as if he were a popsicle or a lollipop. “Fuck Gin stop teasing me!”
She hummed against him and Harry felt himself shudder with the vibration that came with that particular motion. Ginny hummed again, loving the knowledge that he enjoyed it and began moving up and down him till she had him completely in her mouth. She altered between sucking him fast and then slow, moving from his shaft to his balls, gently sucking and licking, feeling him grow even harder, if that was at all possible.
She pulled away and looked up at him, grinning before she asked, “Well?”
“Well what?”
“Are you going to fuck my mouth or not?”
Harry groaned at her query and tensed as she took him back into her mouth. He grabbed her hair and pulled as she moved up and down. He could feel him hitting the back of her throat and he pushed her harder against him, knowing that it probably hurt, but at the moment, he just didn’t give a damn.
“God I love the feeling of you in my mouth,” Ginny muttered. Harry pulled on her hair again and groaned when he felt his cock hit the back of her throat. He thrust into her a few more times before he pulled out of her off quickly. He wasn’t ready for this to be over.
He smirked at Ginny’s gasp at his roughness; he knew her well enough that she liked him being a little forceful with her when they made love. Harry shoved her against the wall, rattling the priceless paintings that they next to. Again, he didn’t give a damn, but the security that was in the room did. Well, we’re not going to steal any of them so they don’t have to worry… we’re just going to have sex right next to it….
Harry kissed her roughly, his lips mashed against his wife’s as one hand slid down to her hot slit and the other holding one of her arms over her head. He felt her gasp as his fingers thrust up into her again and he whispered against her mouth, “Fuck baby you’re so hot for me… tell me what you want.”
“Fuck me Harry.”
Harry moved from her mouth down to her breasts and bit down on her left nipple, sucking and kissing, making his wife gasp. “What did you say?”
“GODAMNIT HARRY JUST FUCK ME ALREADY!!!!”
Harry looked up at Ginny’s face, her eyes closed and her mouth agape even as Harry’s fingers kept moving in and out of her. Her entire body was flushed with heat; Harry pulled his fingers out of Ginny and grabbed her body. “Put your legs around me love.” She quickly obeyed him and as Harry held her upright, he pushed her against the wall and with one swift motion, he thrust into her.
Both of them gasped at the feeling and Harry stopped for a moment, reveling in his wife’s heat. “Fuck Ginny.”
She buried her face into his neck, her breathing ragged. Harry began to move inside of her, groaning at how tight she was, at how wet she was for him. He moved as slowly as he could while holding her up against the wall, groaning loudly when he felt her teeth bite into his neck in frustration.
“Harder Harry!”
Harry grunted and pushed her against the wall, thrusting hard into her once before stopping and kissing her roughly. “What did you say?”
“Harder Harry damnit! HARDER!”
Harry just grinned at her, pulling his cock all the way out before slowly pushing it back into her hot center. He felt her grip tighten on him and felt her push against him to try and force him to go faster and he refused. He wanted to push her till couldn’t handle it anymore.
Harry pulled out of her completely, sliding his penis in her hot wetness as she growled in frustration and pulled his hair roughly. He knew that she was about to go over the edge and he wanted her to scream for it… to beg for it.
“I SWEAR TO GOD YOU BASTARD IF YOU DON’T FUCK ME NOW!!!!”
Ginny didn’t get to finish her sentence as Harry rammed into her with such force that the paintings around them started to shake. Neither of them noticed but the few remaining Muggles around them began to walk out quickly, freaked about the paintings that shook for no reason, which even the security guards could not explain.
“Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god FUCK HARRY!!!” Harry felt Ginny spasming around his cock, knowing that she was cumming. Ginny gasped as Harry kept thrusting into her and bit down on his shoulder, muffling her screams. Harry grunted at the pleasure the bite gave him and placed Ginny on her feet, pulling out of her in one quick motion. She barely had a chance to give him a look before he turned her around, bending her over.
Harry groaned as he leaned over her, tearing at what remained of her dress to have easy access to her breasts. “How bad do you want it Gin?”
Ginny moaned at his touch, hissing as he squeezed them even harder, his mouth on her neck, her shoulder, kissing, biting. “Fuck Harry….”
“What? What do you want? You want me to fuck you? You want me to fuck your cunt like the bad girl that you are?”
Ginny’s breath caught in her throat as Harry slammed his cock into her and she shrieked in pleasure. “HARDER Harry harder!!!!”
Harry grabbed her hips as he thrust into her, his breathing ragged and uneven. The sound of Ginny’s moans made him thrust into her harder and he slung one of his arms around to her clit and whispered into her ear, “Cum again for me baby.”
Ginny gasped as Harry rubbed her fast and hard with one hand still on her hips as he pounded into her. “FUCK HARRY!!!!!! I’m cumming!!!!!!” Harry felt her pussy pulse around his cock and he groaned as he leaned over her back and pulled her closer as he began to explode.
Ginny turned her face around to kiss him, biting his lips as Harry kept thrusting into her, his cum spurting inside of her and her body still shaking from her own. Ever so slowly the waves of pleasure began to fade and the two of them sank to the floor, their clothing in tatters; Ginny’s dress was completely torn to pieces thanks to her husband and Ginny had torn Harry’s shirt into two clean halves.
The two of them smiled at each other as their breathing began to return to normal and Harry began to notice that the Mona Lisa room was completely empty. “Where did everyone go?” That’s when he noticed the paintings: the ones that were hung on their wall (including the Mona Lisa) had all moved…. A few of the costly paintings had fallen and nearly all of them were askew in some shape of form. The guards that were still brave enough to be in the room were terrified and by now all of the other Muggle tourists had fled from the room.
Ginny laughed and merely shrugged. “Well, that’s what happens when you decide to fuck me like that. We were supposed to have just have a quickie in here.”
Harry grinned at his wife and stood slowly, pulling up his pants. “Well, I wanted it to be a quickie to. Not my fault if it turns into more.” He winked at her and pulled her up, deliberately brushing his hands over her breasts in the pretense of attempting to fix her torn dress. “We should probably get back to our hotel….”
She hissed at the contact, her eyes closing in pleasure even though she had already cum three times under her husband’s skillful hands. “Yeah… we should get back. Now.” Without another word, the two of the Disapparated back into their suite.
Later
After getting back to their suite, the two of them had spent the entire rest of the day in bed. They lay resting with Ginny’s head nestled against Harry’s chest. “I think… that whenever we have babies, if….”
Harry looked down at his wife, his eyes wide. “Babies?! Are you…. ?!?!”
Ginny laughed and shook her head. “No love, but… whenever we do? I think… if our first born is a boy… I… I’d want to name him James.”
Harry felt his face soften into a smile, his hands gently stroking her hair. “James?”
“Yeah… I’d want our son’s name to be James.”
“I’d like that… a lot.” He leaned down to kiss her as his hands once again began to wander the familiar territory of his wife’s body.
The Next Day
“Ginny come look at this!!!!!”
Ginny walked out of the shower to see her husband holding out newspapers, holding his stomach and laughing. “What?!”
“Just take them woman!”
He handed her the Quibbler, the Daily Prophet, and in giant letters of the Muggle Paris press, were: “Is the Louvre Haunted?”