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Sensing that she was done, he let himself go, coming inside her again explosively.
His entire body shook from the impact of the almost-painful second orgasm which he had stubbornly wrenched out of himself.
As her womb overflowed, he slumped on her, resting his face on her pillowy breasts. The power and pleasure of his second orgasm left him blissful.
She rolled them over so they were on their sides. Harry cuddled into her, squashing his face on her tits.
It was so comfortable.
They basked in post-coital bliss. Silent and content in just hugging each other before they allowed themselves to nap briefly.
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"Harry." Proserpina Greengrass was there to welcome him when he floo-ed to the manor at noon.
And unlike the last two days, she wasn't wearing a welcoming smile but a displeased scowl.
'Oops. Looks like she is still mad at me about yesterday.' Harry thought, trying to smother his grin.
"Aunty." He greeted her jovially, sweeping her into his arms and placing a loud kiss on her cheek. He was grateful that she at least reciprocated the hug before pushing him away.
"How did you disappear yesterday? Tell me now and I will forgive you for groping my bum." Her scowl deepened as she crossed her arms underneath her chest.
Harry's eyes widened as he saw the amount of cleavage on display. It wasn't scandalous or anything but it was definitely provocative and more than the normal amount.
Was she trying to seduce him to get the information?
He took a moment to eye her up. As usual, she was wearing a fancy black sleeveless dress with a plunging neckline. There were also slits in her skirt, showing her legs up to the mid-thighs whenever she moved.
"Stop ogling me, Harry." She said sternly, drawing his attention to her face. There was no make-up except for the red lipstick and her untied hair streamed down nicely behind her.
She looked extraordinarily pretty.
"You are asking too much for simple groping, aunty. My secret is too worthy to be given for so little." He shrugged, knowing that it would draw her ire.
"Simple groping? Are you out of your mind, Harry? I would have cursed you if you were someone else. There was nothing simple about your gropings. And it is getting randier day by day. On the first day, you ask for a kiss and on the second day, you dare to molest me."
"Are you a nympho, Harry? Don't you have control over your urges? I am finally done. I won't teach you anymore unless you share how you were able to disappear through the wards." She demanded calmly.
Harry raised a curious eyebrow, trying not to laugh at her demand. Also, he was pretty sure the word nympho was only applicable to women.
And how was revealing his secret going to make up for his behaviour? There was no correlation between the two things.
Still, Harry's behaviour could be considered bad and he knew it. He needed to learn to control his lust and stop acting with his lower head.
And maybe because he already had sex with his mother in the morning, he was calm and not too horny.
While he doubted she would really rescind her offer to teach him, there was no need to take risks.
He bowed low and apologised. "I'm sorry, aunty. I didn't mean to offend you. I will never again touch you in that manner without your express permission."
Her lips twitched at his apology. While it was sincere, she didn't miss the last sentence. He hadn't said that he wouldn't ever touch her.
He had instead told her that he wouldn't without her express permission. He believed a day would come when she herself would allow him.
How bold, she thought wryly. Though she couldn't deny that she loved the confidence, and he was more than attractive enough.
That day might really come. She quickly shut down that line of thought.
"Apology accepted. But what about the secret? Wouldn't you tell me?" She pressed, really curious about it.
In lieu of an answer, he teleported right beside her, startling her. He again disappeared and reappeared in his earlier place, in front of her.
"I have the ability to teleport. And no magical wards can prevent me from using it." He said, enjoying the rare opportunity to see her look so shocked.
While he couldn't explicitly tell her about the Gamer System, nothing was stopping him from divulging his abilities. He just couldn't reveal where he got them from.
"That is amazing. It looks extremely useful."
"It is. To teleport, I need to know where I'm going. A clear image of it inside my head."
"You can even go to places you have never been to before?"
"Yes."
"Astounding." She marvelled with an awed look.
"So, you'll still teach me, won't you?" asked Harry.
She offered him a small playful smile. "Yes. Even if you hadn't revealed it. I wouldn't have stopped teaching you."
Harry returned the smile. "How wretched of you. Manipulating me to get to my secrets."
"That's the least you could give for all the freedom you took in pawing my body." She muttered with a frown.
"What if I tell you a bigger secret?"
"Where are you going with this?" She arched her eyebrow, already knowing his intentions.
"Will you let me touch you if I reveal more of my secrets?" He questioned shamelessly.
In place of getting angry, she just gave him a deadpan look. "I am not a whore, Harry."
"I'm not saying you are. Just think of it as indulging my curiosities. All of a sudden, I have gotten these new urges. I'd like to fulfil them." He smiled charmingly.
Instead of instantly declining as responsible adults should do, she silently mulled over his words. "We will see, Harry. We will see."
Harry internally cheered, finally seeing a path to have her in his bed. She shot him a wry look, guessing correctly what he was thinking about. Horny teenagers, easiest to predict.
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