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Halloween: The Aftermath: Chapter 11
🕑 Added 2022-10-23 17:30:01 +0000 UTCSurprisingly, Harry was nervous.
His dad had asked Fleur to visit them at home, but the woman had something else in mind. Instead of visiting, she sent him a Patronus to meet her, in the middle of the night.
He had fucked Narcissa only a few hours ago. Never had he imagined he would do so in front of his father. But it happened. Right after that encounter, he had taken a shower and went to sleep, only to be woken up by her Patronus.
They had never put a label on what they were. But there was something, they both knew that.
So here he was, at 2 in the middle of the night, sitting alone in a curved booth in the same bar he had gone with his father only some hours ago, with his third drink in front of him as he waited for the alluring woman. She was, as she said, fashionably late.
He didn’t even have to look for her when she arrived. The turning of almost every head in the bar was indicative enough, and the feel of her allure as it washed over him was another dead giveaway.
He looked at her with a raised eyebrow. It was apparent from her attire how she wanted the night to go. She knew him all too well. He already had a hard time controlling himself as he watched her saunter towards him.
Clad in a black dress that had a large slit on her right leg, exposing it entirely, which was held up by two thin straps and was stretched to the max at her bust, Fleur’s radiant sexiness took his breath away, and not for the first time. Her lips were curled into a smirk, her eyes conveying how she knew exactly what he was feeling at the moment, and Harry shook his head with a rueful smile.
Harry raised an eyebrow at her as she came to a stop at his booth, and scooted to the side to make room for her. She sat down and crossed her legs, her body brushing against his as her hand came to rest on his lap. Harry turned around and she gave him an air kiss, her scarlet lips brushing his cheek. Her flowery scent didn’t go unnoticed, and Harry smiled as she pulled away.
“Nice to finally see you,” she remarked, a hint of sarcasm in her voice, and Harry sighed.
“I have no excuse. I’m sorry.”
Fleur looked at him critically for a moment before she sighed.
“You should feel lucky that I still give you the time of the day.”
Harry chuckled as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close. Fleur leaned into him and breathed deeply, taking in his masculine scent.
Her eyebrows furrowed as she did so, and slowly, she pulled away.
Harry looked at her with a frown, confused at the sudden change in her demeanour.
“Fleur?” He asked.
“Who’s the slut?” She whispered, her voice quivering with rage as she looked him in the eye. Harry’s eyes widened.
“Who is it? Is that why you didn’t bother to meet me before coming home? Who are you fucking, Harry!? Merlin, her scent is all over you. Tell me!”
Harry looked at her with wide eyes and quickly erected a privacy ward around them. Fleur’s eyes prickled with tears which she held in and glared at him.
“I was waiting for you. Waiting to confess how much I loved you and that I wanted us to be together, and you? You were gallivanting here with some skank! Did you think about me even once, Harry? Did our time together mean nothing to you? How could you!”
“Stop right there,” he said sternly, leaning back and clasping their hands together, “I guess you deserve an explanation.”
Harry then proceeded to tell her everything. How he and Narcissa got together, how they fucked each other so many times, how much they loved it, and how the last night unfolded. He hid nothing from her.
“It was for both of us, Fleur. I do love you, but we never put a name to what we had, nor did we ever hint that there might be feelings involved. I had no idea you wanted anything other than being friends who fuck. If I had any idea that you wanted us to be together, I would’ve never done what I did with Narcissa.”
Fleur snorted.
“Please don’t lie. You care so much that you would’ve done exactly that after learning how she had been so pent up for so many years. Only with my permission. To think she went through that… I feel bad now,” she muttered, before looking at him.
“I understand. I’m not very happy but I understand. But now that we’re together, you don’t get to do that. You’re mine,” she stated firmly, as Harry wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close. Fleur sighed in contentment.
“Don’t I get a say in this?” He asked with a chuckle. Fleur scoffed.
“You’re already on thin ice, mister. Don’t push your luck.”
They sat in silence for a while, taking alternate turns in drinking from the same glass, before Fleur snorted.
“I never thought your dad would have such a kink.”
Harry chuckled, “Took me by surprise when he told me what he wanted. But I can’t deny that it was something.”
“I bet.”
“And who are you to judge, hmm? Did you already forget how you made me take Gabrielle and you at the same time, and how much you loved playing with her throughout the sex?”
Fleur grinned.
“Guilty as charged,” she admitted without shame. Harry laughed as he looked at her with a raised eyebrow. Fleur stared at him before shoving him away.
“Seriously, Harry?”
Harry simply shrugged.
“Can you blame me?”
Fleur shook her head before looking at him with a sigh.
“I’ll think about it. Not that I don’t find the idea appealing, because it’s damn hot, but I’ll need to get the measure of the woman. Gaby was one thing. I’ve known her my entire life. Your stepmother is entirely different territory.”
Harry smiled before kissing the side of her neck.
“Just imagine how hot it would be,” he whispered, his hand burrowing under her dress and softly caressing her thigh. Fleur’s breathing got laboured as she tilted her neck to the side, giving him more access as he played with her right there. She was aware of many eyes on them as they stared, and found that she didn’t care.
“H-harry… yeah, it’s very hot. I agree,” she whispered, panting when he slowly withdrew and smirked down at her.
“But I don’t want you to fuck any other woman if I’m not involved, or I don’t approve of.”
Harry shook his head and leaned back with a sigh.
“Alright. No more fucking Narcissa, or any other woman unless you approve and are involved.”
“Good. Now take me somewhere so I can properly greet you,” she whispered, her voice full of promises, and Harry quickly put a few notes on the table. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her out of the bar.
Eyes followed the blonde as she walked quickly behind the dark-haired man as they made their exit. He pulled her into the alley right across the road and quickly apparated them to his room. Fleur landed and looked around, taking in the well-furnished room around her before her eyes fell on the large bed. With a grin, she looked at him as he moved closer, and she lifted her arms to embrace him.
“Now, what do you want to do with me, Mr Potter?” She asked sultrily, biting her lower lip, and Harry grinned.
“I can think of a few things,” he whispered and mashed his lips against hers.
Their tongues entwined and danced together in a passionate, open-mouthed kiss as the room reverberated with Fleur’s lustful moans. She pressed herself fully against him, her back arched as she mashed her lovely tits against his chest. Harry grabbed her firmly by her ass and squeezed her over her dress, pulling her pussy flush against his hard cock. Despite having fucked Narcissa silly just a few hours ago, he was ready and raring to go once again.
“Fuck me, Harry. Fuck your girlfriend like you’ve never fucked anyone before,” she whispered erotically as she slowly walked backwards, Harry following her until she leaned back and dropped herself on the bed, Harry falling on top of her. His fingers laced with hers as he pulled her hands over her head, kissing her ferociously before leaning back to look at her.
She grinned before nodding, and Harry smiled as he started to suck her neck hard.
“Fuck, you’re the best,” he whispered as he started kissing down her neck. Quickly, he pulled the straps of her dress to the side, leaving her shoulders bare. Fleur pulled her arms out of the straps, keeping her dress hanging against her large tits as they jutted out proudly on her chest.
“I want it fully gone,” he growled into her ear as he bit her earlobe, and pulled her dress down, freeing up her bare tits. The mountains of flesh jiggled as the dress slid down, and Harry wasted not even a second before diving in. He kissed, sucked, nibbled and licked all over her tits, his hands fondling them simultaneously as Fleur could do nothing but moan erotically.
Her fingers had already unbuttoned his shirt and she watched as he pulled it off his frame, rendering his upper body bare, before pressing up firmly against her front and devouring her lips once again. Fleur moaned.
“Take your pants off. I want to properly greet you,” she whispered against his lips, and Harry chuckled before standing up. Fleur quickly sat up, her upper body bare as the dress hung by her waist and covered her south. Her hands made a short work of his belt and pants, and she pulled them down along with his boxers in one go.
His hard, veiny cock popped free and smacked her right on her nose, and Fleur smiled.
“Hello to you too,” she whispered, pecking the head softly as Harry chuckled.
“He’s very happy to see you too,” he remarked, and Fleur grinned.
“I can see that,” she whispered, before wrapping her dainty fingers around his girth and softly stroking his cock.
“I was terrified when I first saw this beast,” she whispered, looking up at him. Harry grinned.
“He was happy back then as well,” he smirked, and Fleur laughed her tinkling laugh as she took him in her mouth.
“Oh fuck,” Harry groaned as she slid her tongue around his cock, slowly taking in as much of him as she could until he felt his cockhead hitting the back of her throat.
“You-your mouth was made for my cock,” he grunted as Fleur started stroking him while simultaneously bobbing her head back and forth against his cock.
“Mmmmmph!” She moaned around him as Harry grunted. His hand fisted her silvery-blonde tresses as he started to rock his hips in tandem with her movement.
Fleur moaned in pleasure as she felt her lover start facefucking her, enjoying the feel of his veiny rod burrowing its way in and out of her wet and naked mouth, loving its feel against her lips and tongue. Her mouth was hollowed out, and she had all the room to move her tongue around, and what a feeling it was to take him as deep as she could inside her throat.
Her gag reflex had been overcome a long time ago, months after they had started fucking each other, and she could say with absolute certainty that no one in the whole wide world could take his cock as well as she.
“Do I suck you better than Narcissa?” Fleur remarked, looking up at him through her eyelashes, and Harry grinned.
“She’s new. You’re a veteran. There’s no comparison,” he grunted.
“Good answer,” she grinned before she stood up and pressed her front against his. Their lips met in a languid kiss as she grabbed his arse and squeezed. Harry’s hands found her tits and he started to play with them. Fleur giggled.
“You always loved my tits, even before we got together,” she remarked, as Harry grinned.
“Are you surprised?” He asked rhetorically, palming her soft globes and playing with them.
“They’re all yours anyway, so you’re free to do with them whatever you wish,” she smiled, and Harry grinned before pushing her back.
Fleur yelped when she fell back on the bed and looked up. Harry admired her dishevelled look, her hair askew and falling all around her as her breasts heaved. He climbed on the bed and straddled her torso, his cock burrowing inside her cleavage, and Fleur smirked. Without any restraint, she pulled her tits close and wrapped them around his cock.
“Go on, my love. Fuck my tits,” she whispered, and Harry grinned before he started to move his cock.
“Yeah love, just like that,” she whispered as she smiled up at him, watching as he continued to fuck her tits. His hands grabbed hers, pressing firmly and he grunted as the friction intensified around his cock.
“Fuck Fleur, you’re wonderful,” he groaned, as Fleur pushed her tongue out and licked his cock whenever it came up to her mouth.
“I’ll feel even more wonderful when you fuck me,” she whispered, scooting back when Harry pulled away.
“You ready?” He asked as he grabbed her dress and pulled it down her legs and threw it to the floor, leaving her only in her black lace knickers.
“For you? Always.”
Harry grinned. “Good to know.”
He slowly peeled her knickers down her long legs and threw them behind, as Fleur pulled him on top of her. The bed sagged slightly as Harry laid down on top of Fleur, her large tits mashing up against his chest as he grabbed her hand, their fingers interlacing as he pulled her hands up and over her head.
“Fuck me Harry, fuck me like your lover,” she whispered, as Harry smirked.
Reaching down, he placed the head of his cock against her wet cunt, the head quickly sliding through as if it was entering its home, which, in a sense, it was. An inch, then two, then three, and Fleur moaned. In no time, he was fully inside her, and Fleur let out short gasps as he continued to push inside her.
Her head was thrown back, her fingers gripping his tightly as she took all of him inside her. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she assisted him, pulling him firmly against her as he slowly started to move his pelvis. His cock slithered out of her gushing cunt until only the head remained inside before he gave a firm push and buried himself entirely inside her.
“Fuck! How I missed this!” She gasped. “You’re so big, Harry!”
Harry grinned as he slid his cock out of her once again, before slamming inside her. Her body jolted with pleasure as he started to move, his cock slithering in and out of her with a wet squelch.
“Oh yes fuck me!” Fleur grunted hornily as Harry grinned down at her before he pressed himself flush against her.
“I love how your tits feel naked against my skin,” he whispered, and Fleur slammed her lips against his. Harry released his hold on her hand and brought his arms around her, pulling her firmly against him. Fleur wrapped her arms around his back and pressed herself as close as she could, as he drilled into her at a rapid pace.
“Fuck, Fleur! You’re so tight,” he grunted into the kiss as he pumped his dick in and out of her.
“That’s cause… fuck… ahh… you’re so… so fucking big!” She cried out as he slammed roughly inside her. “Ohh fuck yes… fuck me Harry! Fuck me!”
“Fuck, Fleur! I still can’t believe how you’re so tight!” He grunted as he drilled his cock into her sopping wet cunt, his hips slamming against hers as the mattress bounced underneath them as if it were a trampoline. The force added to his thrusts, evident in her loud moans.
Harry was sure his dad and Narcissa could hear what was going on, but he didn’t care. Not after the lines they had crossed already.
“Ohh fuck Harry! Fucking give it to me! Yesss!” Fleur cried out in pleasure as Harry did exactly that. He gave it to her, ferociously, mightily, and her pussy made a lewd ‘O’ around his girth as her vaginal juices clung to his cock, coating his bed in fluid as they remained uncaring of anything other than the carnal pleasure of their coupling.
They didn’t even give a fuck that they had an audience, totally ignorant of the man standing near the door as he fondled another blonde bombshell from behind as she pressed her back against him.
“That’s Fleur?” Narcissa asked in a whisper against her husband’s lips as he continued to rub her damp cunt through her soaked knickers.
“Yeah, looks like they got too impatient,” James whispered and pulled his wife into a searing kiss that almost took her breath away. He quickly conjured a chair and sat down, pulling his wife on his lap so that she could rest her back against his front. He quickly unhooked her bra and threw it away before pulling her knickers down her legs and burying his fingers inside her cunt. Narcissa moaned.
The loving couple on the bed remained entirely oblivious of their audience, as Fleur gazed lovingly into Harry’s eyes, which had the same love reflecting within them. He picked up his speed, hammering into her relentlessly, forcing his cock over and over again inside her gushing pussy, slamming her ass continuously into the bed as his cock pounded away.
“You… ugh… you’re on the potion, right?” He grunted, “Because I don’t think you’d want children already,” he grinned as Fleur chuckled through her pleasure-addled mind.
“Yeah, I am. Why? Think you’re knocked up Narcissa already?”
James and Narcissa looked on with wide eyes as Fleur’s words registered.
“He told her already…”
“Yeah, he did. Wonder what she thinks about it.”
“Doesn’t look too put out to me,” Narcissa remarked with slight jealousy as she looked at Harry’s large cock pounding away inside this gorgeous veela.
Harry laughed.
“I might’ve fucked her bareback, but we don’t know if she’s pregnant. She wants a child though, so let’s see.”
Fleur’s eyes glinted.
“I take it all back. That’s so hot. If she’s not pregnant, you can go ahead and breed her. But with me present. I want you to knock up both of us at the same time. And who told you I might not want a child already? We’re both old enough.”
Three pairs of eyes widened at that proclamation.
“Damn!” James whistled softly as Narcissa looked at the other woman with wide eyes.
“Did she really just say that?” She asked, disbelievingly. James nodded with a soft chuckle.
Harry stared at Fleur as his thrusts slowed down. “You’re serious?”
Fleur smirked. “Very. I’d love nothing more than for you to get me pregnant. But I expect a ring first.”
“Don’t you think we’re going too fast with all this?”
Fleur frowned. “I’ve loved you for too long, and I don’t care about some rules. There’s no one else I’d rather be with.”
Harry looked at her for a second before he nodded.
“And what happened to getting to know Narcissa and then deciding?”
Fleur chuckled.
“Fuck that. The idea of you knocking up your stepmother is too hot. And given what you’ve told me about her, I can bet that she’s a wonderful woman. She deserves to have a child, and if you can give it to her, I’d be happy about it. Just make sure to knock up both of us the same night. That would be even more hot!”
Harry stared at her with wide eyes before he smashed his lips against hers. Fleur moaned as he intensified his thrusting and kissed him back.
“Merlin, I love you so much,” he whispered against her lips.
“Oh baby I love you too,” she cried out in pleasure as his hips smacked against hers. “Now fuck me even better than you fucked Narcissa. Show me that I’m the first woman in your life.”
Harry chuckled as he looked at their audience from the corner of his eye.
“You know we have an audience, right?” He whispered as his cock drilled into her.
“What?” Fleur asked in confusion as she moaned and looked to the side. Her eyes widened as she saw James Potter and who could only be Narcissa Potter in his lap as he fondled her and fingered her pussy.
“Damn!” She whispered as she buried her face in his chest, prompting a chuckle from Harry who turned her over and started plowing into her from behind.
“It might not be today, but rest assured, I’ll happily breed you two. There’s no one else I’d rather knock up,” Harry grinned, looking at Narcissa who moaned as her climax coursed through her, before pulling Fleur up and palming her tits as she tilted her head backwards.
The sound of flesh smacking against flesh echoed around his room as Harry Potter claimed his mate in front of his father and his other lover, grunting when he felt her inner walls contract around his hardened member. Their climaxes crashed like waves of a Tsunami as they unceremoniously dropped onto the bed. His seed shot forth inside Fleur’s well-fucked quim as her orgasm sent a furious jolt of pleasure through her being.
Panting heavily, Harry pulled out of her and wrapped his arms around her. She burrowed her head into his chest as they looked at their audience who had now stood up and were looking at them.
“Well,” James began, “we’ll talk tomorrow. Have a good sleep, you two,” he smiled. Narcissa looked at them with a small smile.
“I’ll hold you to that promise, Harry,” she remarked. Harry looked at Fleur and they both grinned at the blonde.
“Soon, Narcissa, very soon,” Fleur whispered as they looked at the other couple walking out of the room. Once gone, Harry dimmed the lights even more and pulled the covers over their naked bodies.
The couple drifted off to a night of blissful sleep, each awaiting the next day and what it would bring.
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To be continued…
