37 Ch37. Narcissa's plot

Harry's head spun and his sight started to darken. His body was shaking and his stomach churned. He was on the verge of throwing up yet unable to actually do so for a better part of five minutes when finally it all stopped.

He tiredly looked at Narcissa, a question in his eyes, as she patiently yet playfully watched him while cutely nibbling the edge of her teacup. Her eyes betraying her anticipation as she waited with bated breath.

He was about to ask her what she did to him when his body suddenly shifted. Before he could even blink his body got older, and older and stopped only when it was around twenty. He was astonished and looked at his bigger hands with an uncomprehending gaze.

"Aging potion." Narcissa smiled eagerly. "Sorry for the sickness. This one was a bit too potent. We have a few hours."

Her eyes shined expectantly as she swung herself on his lap while he was not paying attention, still admiring the change of his body. She straddled him and before he could even realize what she just did, her lips again connected to his, her hand snaking around his head, pressing it tighter to hers. This time, however, it was no chaste kiss of gratitude, this time she stuck her tongue as deep as she could with untold ferocity. Only after she was thoroughly satisfied by a realization her target is poking her privates with his stiff erection did she pull back for some highly needed air.

"And that, my dear, was the activation of the lust potion." She proudly proclaimed.

She smirked temptingly and with an almost lazy swish of her wand vanished Harry's clothes. Yet again, he didn't manage to react as his head was full of desire. She leaped from the coach to the floor, kneeling and quickly took his entire length into her mouth. A wave of pleasure engulfed him as both moaned, her moan making it even more stimulating for him. Harry put his hands on her head, entwining his fingers into her silky smooth hair, absentmindedly massaging her scalp. Narcissa's tongue flickered around his shaft with practiced ease as she eagerly bobbed her head up and down while playing with herself.

It didn't take her long to make Harry cum and as he was about to release, she pressed herself even closer to his crotch, gulping his seeds as if starved, her eyes tightly closed in delight.

Narcissa pulled him out of her mouth and watched him enjoy the post-orgasmic pleasure before she again straddled him and without warning slid down on his length.

"Mmm. This is good." She moaned, her eyes fluttering. "I didn't have pleasurable sex in over two decades!"

She started gently rocking her body back and forth while pecking Harry on lips, neck, and shoulder. After they were both aroused enough, her pace quickened and the only sound coming from the library was flesh meeting flesh, loud moans, and gasps of pleasure.

Half-way through it, Harry finally came out of his pleasure-induced shock and hugged Narcissa closer to his body, squishing her breasts to his chest as he returned her fleeting kisses while gently caressing her back, gently dragging his nails on her skin, stimulating her.

He started to push himself up, making the woman who rode him widen her eyes and reveal a gorgeous smile of indulgence as her pace yet again quickened. Both were at the end of the rope and couldn't hold for much longer. Their eyes met and understanding flashed between them. One last time, both of them strongly pressed their bodies together, Narcissa downward and Harry upward as both came at the same time.

Narcissa bit her lips to prevent herself from moaning.

"You are filling me." She tightly hugged Harry and just laid her bare body on him, enjoying the warmth of his embrace as she rode on the waves of pleasure.

Harry wasn't about to let her take control though. As she was still out of it, he toppled her over, letting her back fall onto the couch with an audible 'thump'. Watching her enchanting body just sprawled there, a sheen of sweat covering her as she squirms in orgasmic tremors. It woke something primal in him.

He lowered himself on her body and started to gently kiss her while gripping and kneading her breasts. Harry knew he won't beat her can't give her the time of her life. Not with his subpar technique so he... cheated. He focused his wandless telekinesis on the tip of his fingers, making him able to fine-control it. As he kneaded her breasts, his telekinesis gently caressed them deeply under her skin, reaching all the way to nerve endings, sending Narcissa to yet another orgasm-filled thrashing as she screamed from all the pleasure. Only Harry's body that tightly pressed her into the couch prevented her from falling onto the floor. He did not stop giving her more caresses with his 'magical' touch though.

After two minutes of doing so while watching her squirm and occasionally squirt her juices, he stopped using his telekinesis and ever so slowly slid his cock into her sensitive pussy. Narcissa's heavy breath hitched as her eyes gained a fearful glint. Harry immediately froze.

"Sorry, Cissy." He whispered to her affectionately. "Does it hurt? Should I stop?"

Hearing him, Narcissa's gaze softened and gained an appreciative glint. She put her hand on his cheek.

"Is my dear little Hadrian concerned for me?" She cooed seductively.

She spread her legs even wider and clasped them behind his back, pushing him into herself with fervent desire, still minutely shaking from her previous orgasm but licking her lips at the delicious feeling of fullness.

Narcissa was happy. A little too shaky but she didn't feel such a rush in... forever! Her body was hot and sweaty and her mind went into overdrive due to pleasure. Yes, she definitely didn't regret a dime of her actions.

She moved her legs alongside Harry's body, making him fuck her quicker and quicker, her body pleading for that amorous feeling of orgasm.

Harry didn't let her rest though, he happily started yet another battle of tongues, and Narcissa barely hanged on a thread in a vain attempt to win it!

As she felt his orgasm approaching again, she used his momentary weakness to flip their bodies over, getting to the top. She sat on his crotch, straddling him with a smug winning smile, and pressed her hands on his chest, gesturing him to stay down.

"Be good." She purred. "Now it's my time to be on the top."

She frantically pressed her hips to his and set a tempo.

Harry's hands quickly found themselves on her hips, pushing them downward in askance of more pleasure. They both were far too ahead to stop now and as Harry came, he applied his telekinesis again onto his arms, sending a stimulating electrical jolt through her hips, going up her spine. Her body shuddered, her eyes widened as her mouth opened in a silent scream. Yet another orgasm shook her core.

Both Harry and Narcissa fell into a heap of flesh on the drenched coach. Narcissa's head gently laid on Harry's chest as she reveled at the feeling of his penis still in her. They both smiled in satisfaction at each other and Harry put his hand on her head, caressing her head which made her smile a magnitude wider.

"Do me a favor, Cissy." He told her absentmindedly as he watched her beautiful hair. "Let this," He gave her a soft head pat, making her angelic smile morph into a cute pout while also sending a tingling sensation through her back. "grow."

"Mmm." She hummed, stifling her moan, and took a strand of her long pale hair, twirling it on her finger as she buried her cheek even deeper into his chest.

"How long would you want it to be, my Lord?" She teased.

"Long enough to sit on them." Harry told her and snaked his hand under the hair covering her back, putting it on her neck.

"I may consider it if you do this to me more often." She cheekily replied.

Harry didn't let the taunt phase him. He only applied magic to his hand near her neck and Narcissa's body shuddered as a girlish squeal came from her mouth.

"Okay, okay. I get it. You win!" She hastily whined, preventing him from doing more.

Both knew they were barely able to move anymore, let alone go for another round. They reached their bodily limits and just laid there savoring the presence of the other.

"Why?" Harry asked after a few moments.

"Elaborate." Narcissa lazily drawled.

"Why did you do this?" He tried to sound relaxed but his voice strained in curiosity.

Narcissa was silent for a moment but then sighed.

"I-, when I heard that I am married to Lord Black, I decided to have this... exercise, no matter who Lord Black is or his age. To be honest, I half-expected it to be my grandfather Arcturus and prepared a ton of aphrodisiac for the occasion." She snickered and pressed her face into Harry's chest in sheer embarrassment. "I just... I think I didn't really think. It was over a decade since a man touched me, you know? And I just wanted... I-"

"Shhh." Harry interrupted her calmingly and dragged his hand up and down her back in cooing motion. "And the aging potion?" He curiously quipped.

"Oh, I always carry a few of them of various potencies. You never know when you will need to appear as an old hag to overhear a juicy blackmai-, ahem, rumor." Narcissa said sagely.

"I see." Harry deadpanned. "So, I guess you put it into my tea when I wasn't watching, or was Kreacher also onto it?"

She shook her head, tickling his chest with her hair.

"He didn't know. But do expect to be ambushed like this more often if you won't fulfill your duty, husband." She seductively winked.

"In that case, do keep a supply of aging potions on hand." Harry said simply, sending Narcissa over the moon.

"You know when I looked into your mind..." She started unsurely. "I saw that mentally you are much older than a child should be. That actually made this so much easier." She confessed.

"I-" Harry stammered.

"I won't ask difficult questions, Harry." Narcissa continued without letting him react but gave him a hopeful look. "One day, maybe?"

"Maybe." He relented after a while of pondering.

"Narcissa?" Harry asked in an amused tone, getting a 'hum' in return. "Are you channeling some healing spells?" He wondered when her wand left the table and appeared in her hand.

"Muscle relaxant, invigoration spell, and stamina spell to be exact." She beamed proudly.

"And, pray tell, for what would we need those spells?" His amused tone intensified.

"Eh?" She looked at him innocently. "So... second round?"

Harry laughed mirthfully.

"Certainly. Second round is it."

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Well... First time writing something like this so... eh, comment?

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