Chapter 30
It was a cold night near the end of November, and the two sat at the table, chatting about mundane things. Harry noticed that the T-shirt Luna was wearing was one of his, and something about it felt more intimate than any kiss. Her large belly stretched the shirt, and the fullness of her breasts was evident. In recent days, they had kissed at every opportunity, as if they couldn’t keep away from each other.
“You have sauce at the corner of your mouth,” she said, laughing.
“So do you,” he replied, laughing along.
Before she could wipe it off, Harry leaned in and gently brushed his thumb across the corner of her lips. He was so close he could see every detail of her eyes, and the impulse was immediate. He kissed her, completely forgetting about the food.
Luna sighed as they pulled apart, but there was something different in her gaze—like she was thinking about something she didn’t want to say.
Harry watched her as she focused on her plate. It had been a week since they had touched each other and brought each other pleasure. Now their kisses were more sensual, and the two of them burned with desire, but neither had dared to repeat what they had done.
Luna lifted her eyes from her plate and looked at Harry, and this time there was courage mixed with desire in her gaze. He felt a flutter in his stomach.
“I want to see,” she said.
“See what?” He was slightly confused.
“See your mouth at work.” She smiled shyly, and Harry felt his heart pound frantically in his chest.
He remembered the conversation they’d had, when he flirted with her by saying he wanted to lend her his mouth. Now she was saying she wanted it. Excitement coursed through his veins.
Harry cupped her face and pulled her to him, crushing his mouth against hers. The kiss was hard and intense. Barely separating their lips, he stood up and scooped her into his arms. He continued kissing her senselessly as he carried her to the living room and set her down on the couch.
“Your wish is my command,” he whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
He kissed her neck and moved down to her neckline. Harry had no sexual experience other than what he had done with Luna, so he let his instincts guide him and tried to recall conversations from the dormitories.
His hands quickly undid the first buttons of the shirt she wore. He looked at Luna to see if she was comfortable, and her gaze was fixed on him, full of desire. Encouraged, he continued kissing her neckline as more buttons were undone. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so he soon saw her full breasts.
When he completely unbuttoned the shirt, he stared at her beautiful breasts. Her pink nipples were hard, and he wasted no time doing what he had long desired: he took one into his mouth and sucked it. While his tongue played with one, his fingers squeezed the other. He heard Luna moan and looked up to find her watching him. Committed to showing her his mouth in action, he pulled the nipple out of his mouth and simply ran his tongue around it for her to see.
Luna moaned loudly and threw her head back. Harry was fully hard, loving how she responded to him.
After taking his time on one breast and then the other, Harry looked at Luna as he hooked his fingers into her pajama pants and began to pull them down. Luna lifted her hips, giving him permission to proceed and remove her clothing.
When Harry had completely removed her pants and underwear, he knelt and simply looked at her.
“Fuck! You’re gorgeous,” he almost groaned.
Luna’s cheeks turned even rosier.
“Do you know how hard it’s been for me to look at you every day for a month and not put my mouth on your body?”
He didn’t let her answer; he leaned in and began kissing her thighs, using both hands to spread her legs wider. Now she was sprawled on the couch, completely naked for him. It was maddening, the most exciting moment of his life, and he was still fully clothed. His focus was on giving her pleasure, and from her moans, he could tell she was very sensitive because of the pregnancy.
When his kisses and licks reached the inside of her thighs, he breathed in her intoxicating scent and wanted nothing more than to put his mouth on her. And he did. At first, he gave small, tender kisses, and even then, he heard her moan. Then he used his thumbs to open her. Without wasting any time, he licked her pussy from bottom to top. Her taste was wonderful. He could stay there for hours.
When he ran his tongue over her clit, he felt her hand in his hair, pushing his face closer. Harry smiled; he had never done this before, but he thought he was doing it right, judging by her reaction. After sliding his tongue inside her a few times, he focused on her sensitive button. When he wrapped his lips around it and sucked, Luna moaned so loudly he thought they might hear her at the Burrow. Harry didn’t dare stop; he sucked her clit harder, and then her legs closed around his head, and he felt her pussy contract. She was coming.
Proud, Harry continued sucking slowly. When her spasms subsided, he thought of her sensitivity and moved his tongue lower to suck everything dripping from her pussy. Hearing her soft moans, he placed the tip of his tongue at he placed a finger at her entrance and pushed in slowly while returning to lick her. Gently, he moved his finger in and out, licking around her clit. When he ran his tongue over the sensitive button, she cried out and squeezed her legs together. For a moment, Harry thought he had hurt her, but then he felt his finger become wetter. He replaced his finger with his tongue and only stopped licking her when she collapsed onto the couch, boneless.
Harry pulled back and looked at her.
Her chest was flushed, and her cheeks were, too. She had her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open, trying to catch her breath.
Harry couldn’t contain his proud smile.
Luna opened her eyes and looked at him just as he licked his lips.
“How was that?” he asked.
“The best thing I’ve ever felt in my life,” she said with a satisfied smile. “But there was one problem.”
His smile faltered. “What?” he asked, worried.
“My belly stopped me from seeing your mouth working. You’ll have to do it again, and maybe we’ll need to conjure some mirrors,” she said innocently, smiling.
Harry burst out laughing and climbed onto the couch beside her.
“You’re going to be the death of me, woman,” he said, leaning in for a long kiss.
“We can do this as many times as you want,” he said after pulling back from the kiss.
This time, Luna pulled him in for a kiss. After a while, she bit his lip and kissed his neck, licking and sucking on his soft skin, making him shiver and grow even harder. She bit his ear, and Harry felt her hand on his cock through his pants. He sighed.
“Now it’s my turn,” she whispered in his ear. Luna unbuttoned his pants and quickly unzipped them. Harry moaned when her fingers brushed against his underwear.
He felt Luna move, so he opened his eyes. She was kneeling between his legs.
“Lu, you don’t have to do this,” he protested.
She just smiled.
“This position is bad for you; you’ll get tired,” he said, running his hand over her shoulder to help her stand.
“I want to do this, and I’m going to do it.” Her large eyes locked on his with determination. It wasn’t as if he didn’t want it—he did—but he didn’t want her to strain herself.
Luna pulled his pants down, and he lifted his hips to let her. His cock sprang free, proudly hard. Luna didn’t waste time; she wrapped her small hand around him, gripping firmly as she had last time.
Harry groaned, unable to hold back. He watched her closely as she leaned forward and ran her tongue over his tip. The sensation was incredible. When she took him into her mouth and he felt the warm, wet heat surround him, he clenched his fists to keep from coming right then and there. It was better than any conversation could have described.
Slowly, Luna took more of him in, stopping only when the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. She tested her limits experimentally a few times, and soon she was truly sucking him. She was unpredictable—sometimes taking him as deep as she could, other times sucking him hard in quick motions, and at other times licking his head like a lollipop. It was driving him crazy.
When she took his entire length into her mouth, sucking hard while swirling her tongue around his head, he hit his limit.
“I’m going to come,” he warned her, giving her a chance to pull away, but Luna held him in her mouth, and when he exploded, she began swallowing his release. When she couldn’t take any more, she pulled back, and the rest spilled onto her chest.
Harry saw stars behind his closed eyes and could barely breathe. It was the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced.
When he opened his eyes, she was kneeling, licking her lips, her chest covered with his release. Harry leaned down, knelt in front of her, and pulled her into a passionate kiss. He didn’t want to let her go, even when he was out of breath. He wanted to keep his mouth on her. But Luna pushed him back slightly, gasping for air.
He helped her sit on the couch and sat beside her. She was naked, her chest still messy, and he was naked from the waist down, but they both seemed completely at ease.
They looked at each other, smiling.
“We did pretty well for a first time,” Harry joked.
“Yes, but I fully intend to practice,” she said sweetly, and Harry laughed loudly. “If you take me to bed, maybe we can start now.”
Not waiting another minute, he picked her up and carried her up the stairs as her laughter filled the house.