Morning antics
I huff out my breath as Ginny comes back down next to me, "breathless love?" She asks, dancing her fingers around my chest, grinning like a fool at me.
"Your a menace, a dirty fucking beautiful menace." I breathe, twirling my finger through her hair.
Ginny claps my stomach lightly, before lifting out of my arms and onto the floor, stumbling over to the shower.
I jump out of bed and pull Ginny against the closed door, pinning her effectively. "And where do you think your going?" I ask, grinning as rolls her eyes but wraps her hands around my waist.
"For a shower. You?" She asks, one eyebrow raised.
"We have the dorm to ourselves for the day, the whole day and you want to waste it on a stupid shower? Uh-uh." I shake my head, leaning in to press a kiss to her neck.
"Number 1. Ron is coming back in two hours, number. 2 I stink and number 3. We have Quidditch training remember? A captain special." I groan against Ginny's neck, but not for long as I continue my trail down her neck, ravishing in the fact that Ginny arches her neck and moans slightly as I kiss her sensitive spot.
I move away for a second, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear and I lean in, pressing a soft kiss against her lips, Ginny's eyes slide close as her arms twine themselves around my neck, effectively giving into the fact she will not be showering she will in fact be snogging her horny boyfriend. I softly press my lips to hers over and over again, savouring Ginny in like I didn't have her all last night and all this morning, but it will never be enough. I will never get enough of Ginny. Not matter what.
This time Ginny let go, smirking slightly between her bitten bottom lip. “I really have got to shower though.”
“I’m only trying to repay the favour love.” I shrug my shoulders, smirking as her eyes roll back against the door. “I mean, all I want to is open your legs and put my tongue-”
“Unfair.” Ginny groans, her head still leaning against the door.
I chuckle and pull her chin up to meet my eyes, “is that a yes?” I ask. I put my hand on her cheek, grinning as the blush she carries grows down her neck and chest.
When there’s no answer I press my lips to hers again. Ginny’s lips freeze for a second beneath mine for a second before she kisses me back. The hand that had been cupping her face titled it further and the arm around her waist pulled her in further, arching her off the door. And suddenly every part of me was fused to her, to this beautiful, strong minded girl.
Skillfully, Ginny coaxes my lips apart, and her tongue slips in to brush against mine. Shivers erupts across my skin. No, deeper then that. A wave of feeling tears itself through my chest. And lowers too. Ginny moans, louder then normal and I feel the heat off her cheeks radiate onto me.
Ginny pulls back, pressing her lips to mine briefly. Once. Twice. And then on the third kiss, she ran her tongue along the seam of my lips and I immediately part them so she could kiss me more thoroughly. She smells like flowers, with a bit of coconut. The most entoxinating sent it seems. As wherever I smell it I can’t help but smell, funny isn’t it?
I let out a low groan when arches more off the wall pushing her barely covered tits into my chest.
“Fuck Ginny.” I mutter before grabbing both sides of her face and dragging her even closer. As if we didn’t already have each other’s tongue down our throats.
But this kiss is my lifeline, and nothing else matters.
“Harry.” She murmurs as I trail, wet kisses down her front, sucking slightly on her pulse point.
“Wanna go bed?” I breathe against her lips.
“Gladly.” She replies before tangling her hand into the short hairs at the nape of my neck and urging my lips back to hers. I tap at her thighs, getting her jump.
When she does, she rubs against my already growing erection making me groan as she grabs both sides of my face, smiling against my lips.
She was not smiling though when I collapsed us onto the bed, already rolling down her soaking knickers, gaining easy access as she painfully slept in my Oasis T-shirt and her pants last night, much to my pleasure and pain.
I lean up before attaching myself to Ginny again, asking a silent question “Can I?” I ask.
Ginny nods and I shake my head, “I’m gonna need words gin.”
“Yes Harry, fuck yes.” She says, trying to squeeze her thighs to gain some friction.
I chuckle and lean down blowing cold air into her core, grinning slightly at her reaction, a moan and a little tilt up for some friction, for anything.
Ginny arches up as I press my mouth the clit, circling it with my tongue, “Harry.” She breathes.
I do laps around her pussy, using two fingers to enter her, kissing at her. Ginny grapples onto my hair, pushing me further in as I suck on her clit, grinning as I look up to see her eyes squeezed shut.
I pump my fingers in and out of Ginny, curling right around her g-spot and it shows as Ginny is a moaning mess just before she comes undone, right on my face, the perfect way of course.
I clean her up and lean upwards kissing up her body, thigh by thigh, stomach plain by stomach plain that by the time I’m up to her lips she’s panting again, her fingers still grappling in my hair.
“Enjoy yourself darling?” I ask, smirking as I lean beside her.
“Fuck you, Potter.” She says, gathering all the sheets and leaning up, “now you’ve really made me late, and you for that matter.”
I trace my hand up and down Ginny’s back, tracing the words I love you into her, “yeah but it’s okay, your shagging the captain.” I grin lazily.
Ginny looks down at me and shakes her head, “no more distractions now. I’m going to shower and your going to sit your arse there and do nothing.”
“Not even a little wank?” I ask, grinning playfully, “I’m afraid Miss.Weasley you’ve left me in quite a state.”
“No not even- even a wank.” She says, closing her eyes, obviously enjoying the idea of me spunking over the thought of being inside Ginny.
I lean up and whisper in the best sultry voice I can muster, “you sure sweetheart?”
Ginny takes a long breath before standing up and muttering, “fuck you Harry Potter.”
“Already have love.” I chuckle as she walks out slamming the bathroom door in the process.
~~~~~~~
Ginny walks out thirty minutes later a towel wrapped loosely around her tits, I rake my eyes over her, unashamedly checking out my girlfriend.
She drops her towel leaving her beautiful, handful of tits on show, just there likes it’s the most natural thing to walk around my dorm completely starkers, and as much as it turns me on it makes my heart warm that she feels comfortable enough to do that, that she can just whip off the towel and get changed in front of me, no questions. Ginny strolls over to my wardrobe and pulls out her draw in my Chester draw set and she summons out her spare quidditch training kit she keeps in the draw, which by the way is connected to hers, quite clever if I do say so myself.
She then pulls out some knickers and a black sports bra that dips lightly down her chest. The constellation of freckles across her chest looking more tempting then ever.
Ten minutes later Ginny’s dressed in her leggings and her jumper, not ready to put on her knee caps and gloves until we go to to field. I’m in my joggers and jumper, sitting next to her and wiggling my eyebrows suggestively.
“We've just finished having sex." Ginny says rolling her eyes.
"So? In that time, you had a shower, walked around waving arse and tits in front of me, and then showed me all those fucking marks from last night, so yeah I'm horny again." I scoff at her.
"After practice." She says, resting her hand my thigh, her eyes twinkling at me almost knowing that she was fucking me up.
"Your killing me here love." I sigh, my hand that was originally stroking up her side falling back down to rest on her thigh.
"You can wait six hours." She hums.
"That's a fucking lifetime," I pout, "would it help if I begged? Because I'm willing to get on my knees-"
"You start begging and ill punch you in the throat." She scolds getting up and grabbing her wand, shoving it into her waistband.
"God your kinky, aren't you?" And with that she walks out the door, holding her middle finger up to me.
Within a couple minutes I’m following her out the door, copping a feel as we walk down the stairs.
She turns around with a smirk when we’re in the common room and says, “later Harry. Be patient.”
She stops short of the stairs of the girls dorm, probably to make sure Katie made it out alive after last night and lifts her hands up like a little child, “come here.” She whispers.
I roll my eyes and move closer so she can wrap her hands around my neck and so I can wrap my hands around her little torso, nuzzling my face into her neck. “I love you.” I murmur into her neck, her ginger hair tickling me slightly.
“I love you too.” She whispers, giving me one last squeeze before pulling away and leaving an all too soon ending kiss to my lips.
“Wait Gin.” I say just as she turns around, “I just needed you to know that I don’t mean to pressure you into anything and that if you don’t want to do anything then-”
Ginny cuts me off with a kiss and she shakes her head, “you are the cutest, hottest guy I know.”
I turn my head slightly to the right, not making sense how this has got anything to do with this, “thanks again. But I’m being serious I know I can be a little- er I don’t know suggestive but it’s only because I’m seriously deeply in love you and you make me drool with just one look so you can’t blame a guy for-”
“Harry, I understand. Totally same principle,” she says, her eyebrow raises as she says, “you honestly don’t understand how fucking hot you are do you?” She grins, shaking her head, “honestly Potter. You don’t force me into anything. In fact I’m ready to jump your bones at any point and I will be straight after training but I want to play quidditch. Because believe it or not I quite like it.”
I grin and pull Ginny for one last kiss, “sorry I’ll let you go.” And with that Ginny kisses my cheek and she’s took off onto the stairs and up the corner, out of sight. Never out of mind.