Fleur leaned in swiftly, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, warm and fleeting. But at that moment, something thick and rigid nudged her stomach, hot, pulsing, unmistakably real. A silly mistake, but a very embarrassing one.
That wasn't a knee nor an arm. Her blue eyes flickered in stunned realization just as she felt it twitch against her firm belly, the blunt, swollen head smearing warmth onto her wet skin beneath the foam.
"Ah—" She jerked back with a sudden splash, her quick movement disturbing the water in frantic ripples. She clutched the tub's edge, fingers flexing, her cheeks burning hot in mortified realization.
Calm down. Easy, Dudley. You have three hours of privacy here.
Dudley's face also grew a sensual blush by then, his inhales audible. The very scent that permeated from Fleur was intoxicating. Was it natural or a perfume? He had no clue. But he did feel confused why she was this interested in him.
He was younger than her. He was a muggle. He was a nobody to wizards. Sure, he was decently good-looking now and nicely built, but for sure, bodily charm was the last thing a girl like Fleur would chase, no?
"Such sweet thanks. Be careful there, Fleur, I might grow an unhealthy addiction to those." Dudley joked softly and relaxed closer to her body, now that gap a mere single foot apart. The only thing between their bodies was the golden egg. They could hear each other's breath and, at times, feel it too. When she moved, her cleavage peeked out, and when he moved, his chest. Both of them gazed at each other's organs like the sweetest fruit.
Why was Fleur Delacour, the quarter Veela, so interested in Dudley Dursley?
His eyes couldn't stop looking at those perfect, pink, pouty lips. Whenever she spoke, her white teeth took his attention. Only his internal mental control and newly learned Occlumency stopped him from pouncing on her.
"So, ready to figure out the clue?" Dudley asked, getting back on track. "We've got to open the egg underwater."
"Oui, I am ready, Mo… Dudley."
Dudley moved slightly back and then pushed the golden egg under the water. "Let's dive in in three—One, two, three, go!"
Splash!
At the same time, both of them shoved their heads down into the pool water. Right then, Dudley opened the golden egg, and it helped both of them hide their vital, sensual organs. The bright light from the egg hid everything but itself.
And then, the singing voice came. It was clear now, understandable. A riddle as easily audible as any. For a moment, Dudley and Fleur both forgot each other's presence and focused on the egg.
"Hah!" Dudley was first to rise back to the surface.
Fleur emerged next, clearly looking confused as she rubbed her hands over her face to wipe the water from getting into her eyes. She took a deep breath and received the closed egg back from Dudley.
"Wat could it mean?" She asked and put the egg away behind her on the floor. She focused back on the man equally nude as her; the warmth in her breath and face bloomed back. "Do you 'ave any idea?"
Dudley nodded, getting comfortable again and scooting slightly closer to her body. Now the golden egg was gone, and nothing kept them separated. But he didn't cross the boundary.
"It's pretty simple," Dudley explained, using his knowledge of the future. "Cannot sing above the ground, and this egg—Merpeople is the first clue from the first two lines. Searching and what you'll miss—It means that the task involves finding something that you hold dear. Then, the last part about the hour and recover—means you'll have an hour to find whatever they've hidden. Failing to do so means losing the task."
Fleur's confused expression turned into an excited, bright smile. She stared at Dudley's face like he were an oracle who'd read her palm and declared fortunes in her name.
"Ah, you are right! Eet… eet all connects perfectly!" Fleur exclaimed, so excited that she threw her arms above the water, giving her company a fleeting glimpse of her glistening, round mounds, the pink areola barely above the surface. "I weel just 'ave to swim for an 'our!"
"No, you'll have to hold your breath for an hour. And seeing as it's Merpeople, I'd reckon the task will be in the Black Lake. That's where they live, isn't it?" Dudley clarified her doubts perfectly without giving away full details. "You're in your seventh year—you must know a charm that'll sort you out."
"Hmm…" Fleur cutely held her chin between her fingers and thought deeply about it, her blue eyes narrow in focus. "Mm… I do remembair somesing like zat. Bubblegum?"
"Bubble-Head," he corrected.
"Yes!" Fleur almost jumped a little too high, the happiness on her face worth looking at. She took a deep breath and once more pecked on Dudley's cheek, only leaning her face to avoid touching his sizable thing. "You are magnifique!"
He chuckled and shrugged. "Glad I could help."
"Merci, merci beaucoup," Fleur chirped, her voice like silken bells. Suddenly, she placed a hand over his bare chest—but this time, her fingers spread gently on his left pec, half-sinking below water, crossing a line they'd never dared before.
Dudley gulped, the touch of her soft, slender fingers on his chest too inviting. He did move in response, closer, on his knees, erasing the gap.
Then he felt it, so warm and soft, like her body was made from pure silk. His shaft finally, horizontally pressing over her warm belly. But he still dared not move his hands. Unsure if she wanted him to take over.
He quite literally throbbed against her touch. His cock swelled to its absolute limit, its length considerable. It was impossible to hold back now.
"You know, Fleur." He intently voiced, serious, eyes dark with desire. "It's a bit risky… being alone with a boy like this. You must know how enchanting you are… how hard it is not to be drawn in by your magical charm."
"Mm-hmm…" Fleur purred, her second hand gliding over his chest as she leaned in, her lips a breath away from his. Her gaze smoldered, never leaving his eyes. "I 'ad hoped my charm would 'ave worked… by now."
This girl…
Dudley gave up after that. All the bindings vanished, and all the control broke apart. There was no point in denying it when her own words demanded it.
Dudley suddenly sprang into action, closing the remaining gap between them in one swift, eager motion. His strong arm wrapped around her slim waist, pulling her against his firm, broad chest, their slick bodies pressing together in the warm bathwater. Their lips collided; fierce, hungry, searing with a passion that sent heat curling in his gut.
Fleur met him with equal fire, her plush lips molding perfectly to his, her body melting into his embrace. She kissed like a woman who knew exactly what she wanted, deep and intoxicating.
When her tongue teased the seam of his lips, Dudley let her in, shuddering at the way she took control. Her tongue was hot and insistent, swirling with a slow, deliberate rhythm that left him groaning into her mouth. He was utterly mesmerized; by her taste, by the way she dominated the kiss, by the sheer desire she poured into it.
She was telling him, without words, just how badly she wanted it. How she wanted him.
Dudley felt his cock throb, snugly sandwiched between their slick bodies. He felt her naked swells against his chest, her soft curves pressing into his larger frame. His grip tightened around her waist as his fingers threaded into her absurdly long, silver-blonde hair, tugging her closer, drinking her in like a man dying of thirst.
He pressed her back into the edge of the pool, deepening the kiss, consuming her moans as his tongue tangled with hers. His free hand trailed over the smooth, perfect curve of her waist before moving higher, settling on her breast. A perfect fit in his palm; soft, full, her nipple a tight little bud.
"Mmmhhh…" Fleur moaned a sweet, breathy sound against his lips, making his cock twitch harder against her stomach.
God damn, she has everything.
Not just beauty, not just the face of an angel, the body of a goddess, but strong and intelligent too, brimming with a magical allure that made his blood run hot. She was older, more experienced, and that only made her more irresistible to him.
Their breaths turned ragged, their bodies flushed red from heat, desire, and the steam curling around them. Water lapped at their joined forms, but neither of them paid it any mind.
Dudley pulled back just enough to look at her, his chest rising and falling heavily. His eyes burned with fire, but Fleur looked just as wrecked as he felt. Her lips were swollen, her eyes dark, desperate, hungry.
"Fleur, for the last time… if you want me to stop, now is the time because it's getting really hard to hold back."
Fleur's answer was instant.
She arched into him, pressing her supple breasts against his chest, creating a gap between their lower bodies. One of her delicate hands slid between them, fingers wrapping around his thick, throbbing flesh wand.
Dudley sucked in a sharp breath as she gripped his swollen shaft, her touch sending a jolt of arousal all over his body. Fucking hell…
She squeezed experimentally, caressing his throbbing girth, feeling its size, its heat. A satisfied gleam entered her eyes, as if the size of him was exactly what she expected, what she wanted from a man like him.
"Let your urges free, Dudley. I 'ave nowhere else I wish to be… but 'ere… in zis pool…" Her voice was a sinful velvet whisper as she pressed closer. She snuck another peck on his lips, "—wiz you."
"God damn… you're so…" Dudley didn't need to hear anything else, his words trailing off, letting all his desire spill out through actions.
"Hehe… Ummmmh…" Fleur giggled, the soft, resonant sound melting straight into his chest, making his heart thump wildly. Such a lovely voice, like a siren.
Dudley pushed into her, harder, pressing her into the smooth, wet tiles of the pool's edge. His arms slid around her waist, strong hands trailing down to cup her thigh, curving ass. The soft flesh filled his palms as he grabbed hold, squeezing tight, pulling her flush against him as her soft flesh spilled between his fingers.
With a hungry growl, he lifted her body easily.
Water splashed around them as he hoisted her up into his arms. Her slender thighs wrapped around his waist, her dripping core pressing right against the heavy length of his cock.
"Oh!" Fleur let out a sharp, breathy gasp, her nails digging into his shoulders, her eyes wide with lustful excitement.
Fleur stretched her arms backwards above the water, bracing her hands on the cool tiles of the pool's ledge, supporting her back there as she arched slightly. The water lapped gently against her waist, keeping her loins hidden beneath the foamy ripples.
But the shift in position lifted her upper body above the surface. Her flawless, ivory skin gleamed in the dim light, glistening with droplets that trickled down the curves of her chest. Glorious, round, and perfectly shaped, they rose above the water's surface, pale pink nipples tightening as the cool air kissed her damp skin.
Her plentiful bosom widened slightly where they smushed down against her ribs, rising and falling with each deep breath. They were a masterpiece, full yet perky, flawless in their femininity, a sight Dudley couldn't help but stare at.
Fleur's blush deepened, her gaze flickering downward, watching his hungry eyes. She bit her lip, knowing exactly what he was thinking.
Dudley leaned in again, his lips finding hers in a searing kiss. He tasted her, savored her, drowning in the soft warmth of her mouth. Then, his lips trailed down, gliding over the elegant curve of her neck, tasting the delicate skin. His kisses went even lower, his tongue licking along her collarbone before he finally reached his prize. Suckling deeply, his tongue swirled over her hardened nipple.
"Ahh…." Fleur gasped, her back arching, pressing her chest further into his mouth. Every time he flicked his tongue over her nipple, she trembled, her thighs pressing together beneath the water as she ached for more.
"I-I can't… hold back anymore," he warned, his need throbbing at the soft, soaked flesh that so eagerly beckoned him in with twitches.
"Zen don't, Dudley…" Fleur whispered, her accent making every word even more rousing. "Let me… ah, let me… feel you… inside me…"
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