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"Character Talking"
"Character thinking"
I hope it is acceptable and your criticisms, to see where I have to improve
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Inside the renovated 12 Grimmauld Place, once the ancestral home of the Black family, but now home to the Potter family, in the Potters' room was Ginny Potter, née Weasley, lying on her bed with the soft cotton sheets wrapping around her body like a warm embrace. Where small rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room, as the redheaded 28-year-old woman ran her hand over her belly slowly, unable to help but smile, feeling the flutter of excitement that came with the knowledge of a new life that had undoubtedly begun to grow within her.
For some time now, almost a year to be more exact, she had felt that the flame of her marriage was beginning to go out, due to how busy her husband was with his job as an Auror, so she had decided to rekindle it. And since they didn't have much privacy or time just for themselves since the births of James and Albus, Ginny had asked her mother if she could watch her children for the weekend, which Molly was delighted, as was her father, Arthur Weasley, because they found their home a bit lonely since all their children had made their own lives years ago and the old Weasley house was only lively during family gatherings.
Harry didn't suspect anything as soon as she told him that James and Albus wanted to see their grandparents after he returned exhausted from work, at least not until the next day…
The events of the previous day were still playing like a vivid Muggle movie in her mind.
Ginny remembered the morning, with the sweet smell of the food prepared by Harry.
The savior of the wizarding world may have learned to cook while living as a slave to his Muggle family, but now Harry cooks because he likes it and it relaxes him.
When Ginny entered the kitchen, the famous magician was standing by the stove, his emerald green eyes focused on the breakfast he was preparing. His rebellious black hair was disheveled as always, not realizing that his red-haired wife was at the entrance to the kitchen with her red hair fell down her back and framing her freckled face and bright brown eyes.
A mischievous smile was drawn on her lips as she watched Harry work his magic, along with a hint of desire, they only had the weekend and Ginny didn't want to waste time.
As the food simmered, filling the kitchen with its intoxicating fragrance, Harry sensed Ginny's presence behind him. Her delicate hands wrapped around his waist, sending a shiver down his spine.
"Gin" the black-haired man said before turning to look at her, finding her gaze filled with a primal hunger that surprised him for a brief moment, but was quickly received.
Their lips met in a fiery kiss, quickly igniting the passion that Ginny thought was fading in her marriage. Their bodies squeezed together, fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment.
The kitchen faded into the background, the only sound was the crackling of the fire and the sound of food slowly boiling. But the smell of the food reminded Harry of what was on the stove, so he removed one of his hands from his wife's body to quickly turn off the stove before his hand, along with the other, slid down Ginny's curves, tracing the familiar territory of her body with reverence and hunger. Her skin was warm to his touch, every inch was a canvas he knew and loved.
Ginny's hands ran down Harry's back, the fabric of his t-shirt a barrier she was eager to remove. In one swift motion, she pulled the garment over his head, revealing a body in better condition than the average wizard and faint scars from some spells he couldn't completely avoid or block in his job as an Auror. Her fingers traced the lines of his body, running through every contour and every muscle as if memorizing them.
In silent agreement, they moved in unison toward the kitchen table, their urgency palpable in the air. Ginny sat on the sturdy surface, pulling Harry into a kiss with a hunger that matched his own. Their lips met in need, the taste of the other slowly driving them to the brink of madness.
The clothes were stripped off in a flurry of movements, the discarded garments without looking where. Harry's hands adored Ginny's body, his soft yet firm touch as he scanned every inch of her with reverence. Each caress elicited a gasp or a moan that only fueled his desire even more.
Before long Ginny leaned against the hard, cold surface of the kitchen counter, legs spread and head thrown back, her breasts rising and falling rapidly, each breath attracting Harry's attention who began to leave a trail of kisses as it descended her body. Ginny's eyes were closed tightly and her face flushed with desire and anticipation.
"Harry!"
But Harry took a long moment on her breasts that grew from her cup B to C, thanks to the two pregnancies Ginny had, before descending to her sex, where he was deliberately slow to get there
"Harry!"
He smiled as he heard the annoyance in his wife's voice, as his eyes stared at her, then he began to eat her pussy slowly
"Aaaahhh!" Ginny let out a moan of both pleasure and annoyance, while Harry's tongue moved slowly, knowing what he was doing, he would drive her crazy with impatience, taking more time if she showed how much she wanted him to eat her, then she had to do her best to endure that impatience for a few minutes while the pleasure grew.
After a few tortuous but pleasurable minutes, seeing that she refused to show how much she wanted this, Harry accepted his small defeat, before using the only 'gift' he got from Voldemort.
"HARRY!" Ginny yelled as he started using Parseltongue
Potter didn't give his wife 'mercy', he gave her what she wanted, with his tongue he drove her crazy with pleasure , making it faster and more vibrant, only to continue like this for the next three minutes, causing her to have several orgasms, while he enjoyed the taste of her.
Ginny's mind and eyes were clouded with sensation and pleasure, so she barely registered that Harry pulled away and moved to start rubbing his cock against her pussy, only until he got some moans out of her again as he slowly moved inside her, Ginny reacted.
"Fast, Faster, Harry" she said, with the wizard doing as she asked.
In brief moments Harry was moving at a fast pace as the pleasure of both grew again
"Ginny"
Harry's thrusts grew deeper and harder as he neared his climax, his breathing coming out in irregular gasps. While Ginny tried to match each thrust, but it was difficult to move her body when she was on the table and with her own orgasm building inside her. He could feel the familiar tightness in his stomach and the heat pooling between his legs. He wanted this to go on forever, but he knew it couldn't be like this.
With his body showing the first traces of sweat, Harry pushed inside his red-haired wife with a moan. He pounded into her again and again, setting the pace as he fucked her against the kitchen counter.
"Gin!"
"Harry"
She arches her back, her hands gripping his shoulders as he thrusts into her. His hips move needily, as Ginny's legs wrap around Harry. The smell of their sweat mixes with the now cooling food, creating a heady aroma that fills the air for them.
The pace of Harry's thrusts quickens, his breathing becoming labored as he nears his climax. He buries his face in her neck, biting it gently as he feels her body beneath him. With a growl, he releases himself deep within her, their united bodies shuddering in shared ecstasy. The redhead moans, her fingers digging into her shoulders as the wave of pleasure floods her.
They stare at each other for a few moments before he pulls out until he leans against another part of the kitchen and strokes his cock to get hard again, then kisses Ginny for a moment when she approaches and moves his hand away so she can massage his cock
Ginny smiles into the kiss when she hears him moan, as her tongue invades Harry's mouth, only to be surprised for a brief moment when Harry turns her around and pushes her against another piece of furniture in the kitchen to ram her again, but this time through her back entrance.
"HARRY!" Ginny Weasley screams with pleasure as she is bent over piece of furniture in the kitchen as her husband thrusts into her, his hands gripping her hips tightly.
The furniture was cold against her bare breasts, but she barely felt it as she moaned. Their movements echoed through the empty house, the only sound besides their heavy breathing and the slap of skin against skin. The smell of breakfast, now forgotten, almost vanished into the air, as what remained mixed with the smell of sweat and sex that filled the room.
"Ginny!"
Harry's onslaught grew more urgent, more desperate as he felt his release approaching. He gripped Ginny tighter, before leaning his body so his lips met her earlobe, sucking and nibbling as he tried to get them both over the edge. Ginny arched her back, and rolled her neck to make it easier for Harry, as each of his thrusts resulted in moans, her body tensing as she felt herself getting closer and closer to climax.
The kitchen became the center of a whirlwind of sensations: the cold surface of the furniture beneath her, the rough heat of Harry's hands, the taste of her skin on his tongue, the smell of the long-forgotten dinner. She could feel every inch of Harry's length buried inside her, feel the way he trembled with each thrust, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed at the same time as hers. And then, as if they had been moving in unison the whole time, they peaked together, their bodies trembling with release, and their screams mingling in the room.
"HARRY"
"GINNY!"
Harry collapsed against Ginny's back, panting, their skin slick with sweat. He kissed her shoulder, neck, earlobe, and his hands gently circled her hips. She turned her head again to rest her forehead on Harry's, while sighing with her eyes closed for a moment, before looking Harry in the eye
"I love you," she breathed, the words coming out quickly. "I love you so much."
"And I you"
They stayed like this for a moment, until the black-haired man noticed that Ginny's desire and need remained the same in her eyes, and the mage felt a chill run down his spine.
"I have some resistance potions in our bedroom," she said in her voice hoarse with desire
"How many?" the savior of the English wizarding world took two or three seconds to respond with another question, not knowing if he should be surprised or anxious
"Enough"
It wasn't an exact answer, but it didn't matter when she moved to get up, which only made Harry moan briefly as he was still inside her butt, before retreating and getting one out of Ginny.
He then followed her while enjoying the view of her bare butt, until they reached their bedroom, where Ginny quickly pulled out 6 small jars, 3 for each...
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As they came together in a tangle of limbs and passion, the Potter house became a place where time and all other worries or thoughts disappeared and only the two of them existed. Where wooden furniture creaked under his weight, while their symphony of desire echoed throughout the house.
Their bodies moved together in a primitive dance. The sounds of their love filled the room in a symphony of pleasure and ecstasy that built to a climax, only to begin again.
As they lay entangled in each other's embrace in the living room in one of the armchairs, with their passion lingering in the air, Harry pressed a tender kiss on Ginny's shoulder, her emerald eyes filled with love and adoration. But the intoxicating aroma of their love was far from over.
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