He was interrupted though by a Patronus that told him to come clothed real quick to an adjacent room that the Room of Requirement had created which Harry did even though he would have liked to stay and continue fucking.
It proved worthwhile to get dressed again as it turns out Daphne brought a surprise for Harry.
Darcy Malfoy who was a truly breathtaking woman who wore blue, knee-high socks, a short blue and white-striped skirt that showed off her long, toned legs. Her top did little to flatter her breasts. Her face was very pleasant, in a pretty sort of way. Her dark brown hair hung just past her shoulders, while her soft blue eyes sparkled with something Harry couldn't adequately pinpoint. With high cheekbones dotted with freckles, a faint tan, and a broad smile, she looked beautiful.
"Harry Potter?" she said.
"Yeah," He replied.
Her smile twitched up a little more, only slightly. "Darcy Malfoy. I've heard a lot about you"
She stepped close to Harry. So close he could almost feel her body heat against his "And I want to see how accurate those rumors are"
Harry smiled and reached behind her, he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back. Her mouth lolled open from the action, her eyes focusing on him sharply.
He then her deeply.
On breaking the kiss, she said, "Oh, what fun we'll have today, Harry."
Harry spun her around, pressing her ass into his cock. With one hand still in her hair, arching her neck back, he let his other hand explore her body, squeezing her nice, sweet tits through her top before running down her tight abs. When he reached her skirt, he dug underneath it, searching as he ground his clothed cock into the space between her ass cheeks through her skirt. Harry was not completely surprised that she wasn't wearing any panties, but it was still a pleasant discovery when his probing fingers found her hot, steaming cunt.
Harry forced two fingers inside of her.
"Oh fuck..." Darcy groaned, grinding her ass further against him. She reached backward, blindly, fumbling for his pants and pulling them to the floor. Her hands found his cock in its aching rigidity, spreading the precum and slowly jacking him. For going in blind and behind her back, he had to say she was pretty good at it.
Taking his hand from her pussy for just a moment, Harry pulled the base of her top up and over her bare stomach, then her breasts, revealing them to be perfectly bare. Though he couldn't see perfectly from this angle, he knew they were a nice, round and full C-cup with a slight bit of sag and some thick, puffy nipples that responded well to the touch of his thumb and forefingers.
"No bra... no panties..." He whispered huskily in her ear, dropping his fingers back to her pussy.
Darcy let go of his cock and pulled her skirt up, allowing his cock to slide between her ass cheeks. For emphasis, she squeezed him as Harry fingered her even more fiercely.
He then let go of her hair, using his hand to smack her on the ass hard enough for the crack to echo throughout the room.
Darcy turned on Harry, her eyes blazing with... what was that? Surprise? Anger? Lust? Some combination of the three? That was a hypothesis worth testing.
Harry spanked her once. Twice. Three times more, her ass cheeks squeezing his cock each time. Though the first time he did it, she didn't make a sound, by the second and third times she let out soft whimpers. By the fourth, there was a sound coming from deep inside of her, something animalistic and hungry.
"Bend over the desk. Right. Fucking. Now," Harry commanded.
Raising an eyebrow, Darcy looked impressed with Harry. She followed his order, sauntering over to the desk which she transfigured into a bed that she bent over it at the waist. Harry took the opportunity to strip down completely.
Harry reached down, pulling her skirt over her magnificently round ass and admiring her tight body.
Harry then spanked her again, once on each cheek. She bit her lip and looked back at him hungrily, mewling encouragingly as he swatted her ass twice more. Her beautiful, perfect cheeks were pink from the impact.
"You like a good spanking, don't you?" Harry asked, swatting her butt again.
Darcy groaned deliciously. "Mmmmmhmmmmm..."
"You don't get it as much as you need, do you?" Harry asked.
"Few have the balls to try, and those that do more often than not aren't the kind of person I'd let get any further," she said.
Then, before she could get a word in edgewise, Harry dropped to his knees, spread her legs nice and wide, and leaned in toward her pussy. Darcy almost said something in response, but when his lips and tongue found her lower lips, all words were lost.
Well, all words that weren't mangled or four-lettered at least.
"Oh, fuck, you... you bastard, fuckfuckfuck, right there, right, fuck... you're fucking good, fucking... fuckfuckfuck!" Darcy wailed, burying her face into the bed as she got lost somewhere between laughter and rapture before ultimately deciding that being lost wasn't such a bad thing right now.
"My, my, my, what a mouth you have," Harry said, tauntingly swiping his tongue over her slit, not enough to give her maximum pleasure but enough to make her quake. With how good she tasted, it took a lot of self-restraint not to dive in and lap up everything he could while he made her scream with his mouth.
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