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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Cho_Chang/Harry_Potter
  Character:
      Cho_Chang, Harry_Potter
  Additional Tags:
      Oral_Sex, Rimming, Canon_Het_Relationship, Vaginal_Fingering, Vaginal_Sex
  Series:
      Part 1 of The_Scenes_You_Always_Wanted_from_Harry_Potter
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-04-26 Words: 3509
****** Harry and Cho in the Room of Requirement ******
by JuneJetson
Summary
     Harry and Cho stay late after DA lessons in the Room of Requirement
     to work out the kinks of their budding relationship.
"Great job today, everyone!" Harry half-shouted amongst the chatter of the DA
members finding their bags and books. Neville Longbottom smiled weakly as
Hermione attempted to regrow his eyelashes. He'll get the hang of it, sooner or
later,Harry thought to himself with a grin. He then felt a slight chill
tickling the hairs at the nape of his neck. His eyes flashed around the room,
scanning for whatever had put him on alert.
 
It took two passes of the mass of students awaiting their turn to exit the vast
hall to find her eyes with his. Cho's cheeks flushed the moment he'd spotted
her. Feeling it was less than "cool" to approach her too eagerly, Harry flashed
a smile and turned away. He set himself to the task of returning a few books to
their shelves. This wasn’t the first time he'd caught her eying him and, thus
far, he had managed to control his urge to walk right over and say something
embarrassing, as always seemed to happen in her presence. It obviously had a
positive affect and had been coming off as aloof, rather than projecting
disinterest. Cho's eyes seemed to be lingering longer each time he found her
staring. She had begun to seem….inviting.
 
He felt the air around him charge slightly as the warm, floral breeze she
brought with her brushed the backs of his forearms. His lips spread into a
smile as he turned quickly, catching her off guard and reaching out to steady
her as she startled backward. His fingertips tingled as they released her
elbow. His smile didn't falter.
 
"Hi there, Cho. Good work today," Harry said, emptying his hands of the books
and trying hard to seem at ease standing next to her.
 
"Oh… well I don't know about that. I've been having some trouble lately. Do you
have a few extra minutes to ….er….go over things with me?" Her eyes flickered
upward and Harry could tell that declining her invitation to steal some time
alone would be a big mistake.
 
"Of course I will," he said, trying not to sound too enthusiastic. "Let me just
tell the others I'm staying behind." He gestured with a nod toward Ron and
Hermione, and sauntered off to send them away.
 
Ron slung his bag over his shoulder and winked. "Good luck, mate." Hermione
shoved him onward into the corridor, stopping to shoot a sly smile at Harry.
 
"We won't wait up," Hermione whispered as the door swung shut.
 
Harry turned to Cho, feeling a little breathless. He wasn't sure exactly where
to begin. He eyed her from a few feet away, and she met his gaze with an
intensity he hadn't seen in her eyes before.
 
"Thanks for staying," she said, taking a slow and measured step in Harry's
direction.
 
"Oh... you know... that's no problem," Harry mumbled, lifting his hand to
ruffle the back of his hair absentmindedly. "What exactly were you having
trouble with? You seem to have a fine handle on the techniques we've been
practicing."
 
"You're right, I'm having no problem with technique, Harry." She pulled her
hair over to one shoulder, revealing her neck, and her fingers moved to play
with the hem of her gray jumper. "I seem to be having the worst time focusing."
 
Harry swallowed hard as the last word slipped from her mouth, rolling off of
her tongue, and hissing from between her shiny lips. He wasn't sure what to
say, and silence always seemed to be the best idea when she was around.
Instead, Harry tilted his head and let his eyes wander from hers. He took in
her soft chin, the satin skin leading from the dip in her collarbone to the
shadow of cleavage at the neckline of her top. The fireplace he hadn't noticed
in the corner flared to life, rolling a wave of smoky heat toward them. He saw
her take a deep breath and raise her fingers to the buttons on her bulky
jumper.
 
"It's gotten quite warm in here," she said as she peeled the fluffy material
over her shoulders.
 
"Ye-yeah," he sputtered. He took pause to inwardly berate himself for this slip
in his resolve to remain aloof. He was much too busy staring at Cho's crisp,
white linen shirt stretched tightly over her body to mind that he kept quiet.
 
"I see you're having the same focusing problem as I am," Cho said, seductively
kicking off her shoes and slipping out of her socks. "Why don’t we sit down by
the fire and see if we can get to the root of the problem?"
 
Harry reached out and brushed his fingertips over her cheeks and she smiled.
"The root of my problem is right….here…" He trailed his fingertips over her
lips, down her chin, over her soft throat and to the first button of her
blouse. "How am I supposed to concentrate when all I can think about is…."
 
Cho's breath hitched in her throat, but her eyes were fixed in his and her
hands were steady as they raised to her chest. She began to unbutton her top,
her eyes fiery with nerves and desire. She cleared her throat and brushed her
ebony hair behind her ear delicately.
 
 "So now? Are you feeling quite concentrated?" Her arms dropped to her sides,
and she stood before him, allowing him to look at her. His eyes ravaged her,
roaming from her slight hips, to her small waist, to her eyes and her wet lips.
He couldn't pinpoint what was luring him in most. He felt every inch of her
calling out to him.
 
The longer his eyes danced around her flawless body, the heavier her breaths
became and her chest began to hypnotize Harry. He watched the light blue fabric
of her bra straining with each inhale. She had to have planned this,he thought
to himself. She looks too good for this to be a happy accident.Before he had
time to wonder how far she had planned for this to go, she began to unbutton
her skirt and slide it down her long, silky legs. The matching underwear
answered that question immediately.
 
He closed the gap between them, sliding an arm around Cho's waist and planting
a steamy kiss on her lips. As his fingers snaked their way through her hair, a
muffled moan hummed from her chest. Their kiss began to intensify, lips parting
and tongues exploring mouths. Harry sucked Cho's bottom lip into his mouth and
scraped his teeth over her flesh. He felt her resign to him as she sunk into
his arms and pressed her body harder into his. He let his hands wander freely
over her body.
 
"Ohh," Cho shuddered and moaned under Harry's feather-soft touch, her body
quivering and begging for more. She pushed herself into him again, rotating her
hips against his. He picked up on her not-so-subtlety and took a few steps back
toward a wooden desk stacked with all of Hermione's favorite Defense books,
leading her with him. With one sweep, Harry cleared the books from the desktop
and gently guided Cho to sit squarely on top of it. She inhaled sharply as the
cold wood chilled her exposed skin. She had a spark of burning lust stinging
the back of her throat as the tangled limbs and wet kisses registered in her
mind. She had never imagined being kissed with such passion, or being held so
tight and with so much need.
 
Harry broke their lip lock to pull his soft t-shirt over his head, ruffling his
hair in the process. The sight of the messy-haired, defined body of the boy-
who-lived in front of her was too much to resist. Cho wrapped her legs tightly
around Harry's waist, pulled him closer to her and began to lick and suck the
smooth skin behind his ear. Her fingers traced winding circles over his chest
and stomach. She arched her back, pressing her glistening chest into his and he
swiftly unhooked her bra and flung it from between their bodies.
 
He couldn't stand having any more barriers between their skin. Every inch of
his flesh that touched hers was exploding with sensation. His heightened
arousal was turning him into an animal. He felt a guttural moan rumble from his
throat as she grazed her fingernails over his shoulders. His mouth was tearing
at hers, his hands wrapped in her hair. In a brief moment of awareness, Harry
realized this was all going too fast. He needed to slow down, to enjoy every
moment.
 
He pried himself from her arms to take a step back. They found one another's
eyes and Harry froze. He wanted to take just a moment to admire the beautiful
creature in front of him. He licked his lips, tasting her sweet breath on them,
and drank in the slightly tousled look of her hair falling around her glowing
face. Cho sat with her head slightly cocked, looking quizzically at Harry's
sudden absence from her arms. He let his eyes linger in hers for a moment
before he began to memorize the curves of her breasts. She smiled shyly and
reached out a hand to him.
 
Harry pulled Cho off of the desktop and slid her panties down to her ankles
slowly and deliberately. Her knees shook as he ran his fingers over the
sensitive patch of skin behind them. He gently pushed her back to rest her ass
on the edge of the desk, using both hands to part her legs. Kneeling gave him
the perfect view of her standing there, glistening with her own arousal and
shaking slightly. Harry looked up into her eyes and saw that she looked more
nervous than she had moments before. He stood up and pulled her into a
comforting, calm kiss. After a long few moments, he pressed his forehead to
hers.
 
"Do you-"
 
"I want to," Cho stifled his question quickly. "I've just never seen you…..I've
never seen anyone….No one has ever looked at me the way you were…..where you
were…" She blurted out exactly what she was thinking.
 
"Would you feel more comfortable if-" and again he was cut off, only this time
it was by his own surprised gasp as the room immediately accommodated. The
bright candles that had been lighting their DA meeting had been snuffed out and
the only remaining light was cast by the flickering flames in the fire. They
cast an enchanting glow on Cho's face, not dimming an ounce of her beauty.
 
She sighed in relief and pressed her lips to his, giving him silent permission
to continue by leaning back onto the desk. Harry kneeled again before her
spread legs, and turned to kiss her inner thigh. On the opposite thigh, he used
the lightest touch he could manage to trace the same winding circles on her
that she had used to harden him minutes before. She moaned in delight and
almost imperceptibly pushed her hips toward Harry's lips. In response, he
teased her. He licked a slow, tantalizing trail up and down each of her thighs
and her hips began to rock.
 
She could not stand the teasing. She reached out, wrapped her fingers in his
hair and tugged lightly. She let herself slide off the desk a little, forcing
his mouth onto her pussy. For a fraction of a second, Harry grinned at having
made her take control. He went straight to work on her slick, wet lips with his
tongue. He traced every inch of her satiny skin with care not to miss a single
spot. Once his mouth found her clit, Cho moaned loudly and laid back on the
desk, resting her thighs on his shoulders. He buried his face into her, lapping
over her clit slowly and methodically, inhaling deeply through his nose.
 
She began rocking her hips again, sliding her juicy lips against the stubble on
his cheeks and chin while Harry circled her clit with his tongue. He felt her
grip in his hair tighten and her thighs locked on his shoulders. Taken aback by
how quickly she brought herself to the edge of orgasm by bucking her pussy
against his face, Harry acted instinctually. Feeling her body screaming out for
more, he slid two fingers into her. He could feel her pulse around his fingers
and he knew she was moments away from release.
 
He wrapped his unoccupied arm around her thigh and held her hips in place with
his forearm. Cho struggled against the hold he had on her, but half-gasped,
half-moaned in pleasure as Harry worked a third finger into her tight, aching
cunt. She lost herself in the fog of sensation overtaking her body. Her pussy
tightened around his fingers and Harry kept steadily drumming out a quick pace
on her clit. He felt a shudder deep inside her and her insides began squeezing
his fingers with a mesmerizing rhythm. She moaned squeakily and Harry stifled
an amused chuckle into her pounding clit. She twisted and writhed beneath his
firm grasp.
 
After a few moments of letting her twitch and bask in her pleasure, Harry
removed his fingers, gently unlocked her legs from around his neck and stood
up. With one hand, Harry used his thumb to lightly stroke her still throbbing
clit, prolonging her orgasm and sending her into another shockwave of
convulsions. Once she had exhaled a long sigh signaling the last wave of
pleasure sweeping over her, he pulled his pants and underwear down to his
ankles and stepped out of his clothes.. His erection had bounced free of his
clothes and stood straight, a bead of warm liquid forming at the tip. She met
his questioning look with a smile, and reached her hand out to stroke the
length of him. He was hard and smooth, with a few pulsing veins surging against
her fingertips. She wrapped her slender fingers around his firm balls and
tugged slightly, urging him toward her.
 
He positioned himself between her legs and leaned over her panting, quivering
body. He began sliding the tip of his thick cock up and down the length of her
pussy. She inhaled deeply each time he traced her clit, her eyes clamped
tightly shut. Harry planted his lips over hers and she opened her mouth to take
his kiss in graciously. He was kissing her deeply and thoroughly, leaving no
part of her unattended.
 
Finally, he pulled away and she opened her eyes, looking dreamily into his
face. Cho's delicate fingers brushed his hair from his forehead and she seemed
to be coming back to reality. She was absolutely radiant. She giggled loudly
and kissed him again. Once more wrapping her legs around his waist, she pulled
him back to her. He aligned himself with her opening and slowly began sliding
his long shaft into her wet, still spasming pussy.
 
She squealed again in delight as he began to pump in and out of her. He stood
up straight, using both hands on her breasts to steady himself as he picked up
the pace even more. She was now bouncing freely as he drilled into her and
Harry began to lose himself in the soft, warm sea of her body. His fingers
pinched and rolled her nipples as she arched her back and pushed her breasts
harder into his palms. He was rougher than before, less delicate knowing her
needs had been tended to. She liked loved it.
 
Cho found herself meeting his hips in the hard, fast rhythm he had adopted and
didn't mind the slow ache spreading through her pelvis. It heightened every
other sensation she was experiencing and she did not want to miss out on a
single one. Harry picked up on this and began to fondle her nipples with more
force. Her body responded with a savage moan and she screamed out in pleasure.
Harry grinned and eyed her lustfully as she tensed and wriggled beneath him. He
abruptly pulled out of her and left her pleading for more. She tried sitting up
and collapsed back onto the desk, finding her stability less than dependable at
the moment.
 
Harry grabbed her by the hip and shoulder and flipped her over. Thee cold wood
stung her skin in an unexpectedly delicious way. He gripped a generous fistful
of her hair and pulled her head back to press his lips on hers once again. She
was startled by this at first, and then felt a fire igniting inside her as he
slid his cock, slick with her juice, between the plump mounds of her ass. He
pushed her face back onto the desk and released her hair. Grabbing a handful of
each cheek, Harry kneeled to bury his face into her, letting his tongue probe
and explore inside her pussy. She moaned and he felt her slightly relax, and
then tense again as she squirmed under the light licks he gave the tight hole
just above it.
 
He stood again, positioned once more between her legs, and began to inch inside
her. When she tried to prop herself on her elbows, he smoothly grabbed each of
her wrists and bound them at the base of her lower back with his hands. She
practically purred, and he wrapped one hand in her hair and pulled her face and
tits off of the desk. Her mouth gaped open in surprise and before she could
protest, he slammed into her pussy and jolted her forward into the desk. She
squealed and tried to untangle her arms from his grip. He tightened his hold on
her and pulled her head back further, so her ear lobe was right at his lips.
 
TITLE:  Harry and Cho in the Room of Requirement
AUTHOR: JuneJetson
SUMMARY: Harry and Cho stay late after DA lessons in the Room of Requirement to
work out the kinks of their budding relationship. 
TAGS:Oral Sex, Rimming, Canon Het, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex
DISCLAIMER:  I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not
make any money from the writing of this story. There is EXPLICIT CONTENT in
this story with language and situations suitable for ages 18 and up.
_______________________________________
"Do you want me to stop, you little slut?" Harry hissed into Cho's ear,
continuing to thrust into her. Her head spun with the physical intensity of his
touch and the words that both surprised and excited her. Deciding to give in to
him completely, she shook her head to indicate she did not indeed want him to
stop. "That's exactly right, love."
 
She grinned, slamming back against his thrusting hips and groaning in
pleasure.  He guided her head and chest back to the desk and released her hair.
Using his now free hand, he reached around her front and began tapping out
another rhythm on her clit. She immediately went rigid and clamped her eyes
shut again. For a few minutes, Harry continued working her into another frenzy.
She was twisting and writhing against him, her insides squeezing him as he
began slowly and deeply penetrating her. When he released her hands, she didn't
try to stand or move. She was gripping the sides of the desk as if she were
scared she'd levitate right off of it should she slacken her grip. It took no
more than a few more thrusts to push her over the edge into another shattering
orgasm. A cresting wave of pleasure washed through her body like lava and then
ice, first searing and then soothing every nerve ending covering every single
inch of her.
 
Feeling her walls collapsing and caving in around him pushed him over the edge
of control. He furiously fucked her, losing the last bit of his mind he'd
managed to keep. She moaned and squeaked with every pounding thrust. Finally,
when he could hold himself back no longer, he let go. He could see nothing but
her beautiful face, twisted in pleasure and lit elegantly by the firelight. All
thoughts cleared his mind as he released into her. His ears filled with the
heavy sounds of her breath and the scent of her hair suffocated him.
 
Cho felt every hot burst of his orgasm inside her, and ground her hips into
his, smashing her ass between them. With one last shudder, his head dropped
forward and he collapsed over her on his elbows, his forehead resting between
her shoulders. They stayed there for several minutes, panting and shaking
together, absentmindedly interlacing fingers.
 
She laughed breathily, surprising him a little in the stark silence of the
room. "I feel much more focused now," she sighed to him, nuzzling her lips
against his knuckles. Harry leaned in to kiss her forehead and stood up,
exhaling sharply as he pulled his cock from the warm sanctuary between her
legs.
 
"We will see about that at the next DA meeting..slut," he whispered the last
word playfully and tossed her matching undergarments next to her smiling face
on the desk.
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