The Surrogate: Chapter 3 (Patreon)

(Disclaimer: All characters in involved in sexual acts are over the age of 18.)

Chapter 3

“I’m bored.” Tonks said as she hung her head off the side of his bed, a copy of Witch Weekly sitting on her stomach. “Let’s go somewhere.”

“Where?” Harry asked while he finished tying a letter to Hermione onto Hedwig’s leg.

Lifting his arm, Hedwig flapped her wings and took flight through the window just as Tonks sat up with a smile on her face.

“I have an idea, come on.” she said, grabbing his hand.

Pulling him out of the room, she led him down the stairs and out the front door. Hand in hand, they walked down the quiet street in the direction of the park. As they walked in silence, he looked over at Tonks and smiled at the look of excitement on her face. She was only going to be staying with him for a few more days, and he was really going to miss her when she left. A small, selfish part of him wanted to ask her to leave Remus and stay with him, to tell her that he would never take her for granted, but his conscience wouldn’t let him. He would just have to watch her go and hope she was happy.

When they reached the park, she pulled him into the alley where he had encountered the Dementors the summer before his fifth year. Tightening her grip on his hand, Tonks twisted, and he felt the squeezing sensation of Disapparating. A moment later, with a loud pop, they reappeared in a completely different alley.

“Where are we?” Harry asked.

“Devon. This is where I grew up.” she told him with a smile “Well, partially. We used to live in Essex, but when I was eight, I accidentally changed my hair color and made a girl’s hair fall out in the middle of a school play. The Obliviaters did what they could, but people still looked at me funny after that, so we ended up moving.”

“You made a girl’s hair fall out?” Harry asked humorously as she pulled him out of the alley and onto a street lined with shops.

“She took the character I wanted to be in the play.” she said with a shrug. “This way.”

Still holding his hand, she led him down the street. Harry saw a few interesting shops, but Tonks seemed to know exactly where she wanted to go. Taking a left at the end of the street, they walked a little further before she turned again and pulled him into what was unmistakably a sex shop. Out front, the shop windows were covered with thick black curtains with only purple neon signs advertising what was inside. On the inside, the store was much more well-lit than he expected.

Directly in front of them was the counter, manned by a bored looking young woman who appeared to be in twenties. She had black hair with the tips dyed red, and a number of piercings on her ears, nose, and lip. She glanced up from her cell phone as they walked in but went back to it a moment later.

“Lookin’ for anything?” the girl asked while staring at her phone.

“Just browsing.” Tonks said as she pulled him deeper into the shop.

They walked past an isle full of dildos of all shapes, sizes, and colors on one side, and whips, harnesses, and restraints hanging from the wall on the other side. Harry felt entirely out of place and was glad no one else was in the store. Tonks led him past all of that and took him to the back of the shop where the clothes racks were, although, call them clothes was being generous. Most of the items on the rack were very revealing outfits in a mixture of silk, cotton, leather, and what looked like rubber. Browsing through the racks, Tonks picked out a few different sets of lingerie, including one that involved a bustier.

“Have a seat while I try these on.” she told him with a bright grin on her face.

Stepping into a small changing booth with a body length mirror on one wall and a tiny bench on the other, she slid the black curtain closed. Harry sat down in the chair next to the changing room and looked around as he waited for her to change. A couple of minutes later, he was just starting to get bored when the curtain slid open, and Tonks stepped out.

His eyes widened and his jaw dropped at the skimpy lingerie she was wearing. His eyes traveled up her toned, smooth legs to the pair of black, lacy panties that sat high on her hips. The material covering her crotch was so thin he could see the strip of pink, lightning bolt shaped hair above her mound. Continuing up, he gazed at her thin, athletic stomach to the thin, black see-through bra that covered her fantastic breasts.

“What do you think?” she asked with a smirk.

“Uh, wow!” Harry breathed.

Tonks chuckled at the look on his face and turned around to back into the changing room. As she turned, Harry got an excellent view of her barely covered ass before the curtain slid closed. Blowing out a hard breath, he was glad he was sitting, which made it easier to hide his erection.

Tonks tried on three more outfits. The first of which was a red set that, while not as see-through as the first, had a thong that he greatly enjoyed seeing on her incredible bum. The second was black and red set with a bustier top that pushed her breasts up and together fantastically. The third was a dark blue pair of lingerie that came with a garter belt and stocks that really set off her legs. After she turned and went back into the changing room, giving him another great view of her fantastic ass, he waited anxiously to see what she would come out in next.

“Harry, can you come help me for a sec?” she asked after a couple of minutes.

Glancing around to make sure he was still alone; Harry stood and took a second to adjust his erection into a more comfortable position. Pulling the curtain open, he quickly slipped inside and closed it behind him before turning around. Tonks had her back to him, wearing a set of dark purple panties and another bustier. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder at him.

“Can you get the clasp at the top? I can’t reach it.” she said.

“Sure.” he said.

Reaching forward, he did up the top two clasps at the back bustier that were still undone. With how small the changing room was, he ended up pressed against her back, with his erection rubbing against her cheeks. As soon as he was done, Tonks turned around with a smirk on her lips, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

The bustier she was wearing had no cup, leaving her bare breasts exposed. He swore they looked bigger than she normally kept them as she bent her arms over her head and posed for him. She laughed at the gob smacked look on his face and wrapped her arms around his neck, her bare breasts flattening against his chest.

“You like?” she asked, her violet eyes sparkling.

Instead of answering with words, Harry pulled her to him tightly and kissed her passionately. She moaned into his mouth as his slid from her hips to her full, toned ass, squeezing it firmly. Taking his bottom lip between her teeth, Tonks pulled back until it slipped free and smiled up at him.

“Ready to go home?” she asked.

She giggled as he nodded quickly and stared at him lustfully. Giving him another brief kiss, she slid her hands down to his chest and then, with a shove, pushed him out of the changing room. Smiling in anticipation, Harry sat back down and waited for her to change.

A couple of minutes of later, Tonks came back out wearing her original clothes, the pile of lingerie hung over her arms. As he stood up to follow her to the register, she grabbed a pair of handcuffs off the wall and threw them on top. The girl at the front rang up their purchases with a bored expression and stuffed them into a bag. After Tonks paid with cash, she pulled him back outside and they retraced their path.

On the way, they passed a tattoo parlor just as a young woman came out with her friends, showing off a new tattoo just above the waistband of her tight jeans. Next to him, Tonks sighed wistfully.

“I really wish I could get a tattoo.” she said.

“Why can’t you?” Harry asked curiously.

“Because I’m a Metamorphmagus, it would just disappear after I changed. Something about my skin changing too much.” she told him.

Harry squeezed her hand, wishing there was something he could do to help. A moment later, a thought sprang to mind.

“Hey, Tonks. You can change the color of your skin, can’t you?” he asked.

“Yeah. Why, you have something in mind?” she asked, wiggling her eyebrows at him.

Harry snorted and shook his head.

“Not like that.” he said with a smile. “I was just thinking, if you can change the color of your skin, couldn’t you, I don’t know, morph yourself a tattoo?”

Tonks’ eye went wide and sparkled with excitement. Gripping his hand tightly, she rushed forward, quickly pulled him into an empty alley, and Disapparated. With a louder than normal pop, they ended up back at the park near Privet Drive. Stumbling slightly, Tonks dragged him back to Number Four, nearly jogging in her excitement.

When they got to the house, she let go of his hand and rushed up the stairs to the bathroom. Smiling and shaking his head, Harry picked up the bag she dropped and took it up to his room. Just as he set it on the bed, he heard a squeal from the bathroom. With the sound of running footsteps, Tonks came running into the room wearing only a white bra and tackled him onto the bed with a massive grin on her face.

“Look!” she told him excitedly as she sat up on his waist.

Propping himself up on his elbows, Harry looked at her stomach, just below her belly button, where there was now a black tattoo of the Hufflepuff crest. Smiling, her reached out and ran his fingers over it.

“I can even change it, look.” she said.

Scrunching her face up in concentration, the tattoo seemed to come alive and move on her skin as it changed to read, ‘Property of Harry Potter’, with an arrow pointing down below the waist of her jeans.

“You are brilliant.” she said, radiating happiness. “Although, my mum won’t be too happy with you. She was pretty relieved when she found out I couldn’t get tattoos.”

Laughing at the thought, Tonks leaned down to kiss him deeply and slowly, her tongue caressing every inch of his mouth. When she pulled back a few moments later, she ground herself down onto his protruding erection and giggled when he groaned.

“You mind if we try something a bit different tonight?” she asked, her smile turning mischievous.

“Like what?” Harry asked.

“I was thinking we could do a bit of roleplaying.” she said as she wiggled in his lap.

“Okay.” he said with a shrug, running his hands up and down her bare sides.

Smiling, she leaned down and kissed him briefly before sitting up and scooting back off the bed. He watched her face go for sultry to wide eyed surprise as she suddenly let out a squeal and fell below his line of sight to land on the floor with a thud. Harry covered his mouth, doing his best to stifle a laugh as she popped back up to her feet.

“Shut it.” she said as she glared and pointed at him threateningly, all while a smile tugged at her lips.

Harry raised his hands in surrender, but could hold back a silent chuckle, his stomach twitching under his shirt.

Tonks lost the battle and broke out in laughter. Harry sat up and put his hands on her hips.

“You okay?” he asked smiling.

“I hurt my bum.” she pouted playfully.

“Aw. You want me to kiss it better?” he asked as he slid his hand around to her ass and caressed her cheeks softly.

She laughed as he pulled her forward and, because she was standing, her breasts ended up right in his face. Burying his face between her soft, pillowy mounds, he kissed the exposed part of her breasts.

“I said my bum, not my breasts.” she teased.

“Better safe than sorry.” he said, his voice muffled by her chest.

Her laugh turned into a squeak as he suddenly stood up, picking her up as he did, and tossed her onto the bed on her back. Grabbing her hips, he rolled her over onto her stomach as she giggled. Running his hands up her jean clad bum, he bent down and peppered both of her cheeks with kisses.

“Feel better.” he asked.

“Mh hm.” she murmured.

“Good.” he said.

Sitting up, Harry smacked her ass lightly. Tonks squealed and jumped off the bed. Sticking her tongue out at him, she grabbed her bag of clothes from the store, along with some other clothes from the wardrobe, and headed for the door.

“I’m going to go get changed, just play along when I get back.” she said with a wink as she closed the door behind her.

Leaning back on the bed, Harry smiled as he watched her leave. He was really going to miss her when she left, he thought. Climbing to his feet, he fixed the rumpled blankets on the bed and picked up some of the stray clothes on the floor while he waited for her to get back. A few minutes later, the door banged open, startling him, and Tonks strode in wearing her Auror uniform. His hand reached for his wand in his pocket, worried something was happening.

Before he could say anything, Tonks raised her wand and disarmed him. He watched in surprise as his wand sailed across the room, where she caught it deftly. A moment later, thick ropes snaked out of her wand and wrapped tightly around his arms and chest.

“Harry Potter. By order of the Ministry, you’re under arrest.” she said officiously.

It took him a second to realize this was part of whatever game she wanted to play, and he relaxed. Feeling a bit foolish, he played along.

“What for?” he asked.

“For failing to provide critical information to a Ministry official.” she said.

Walking into the room, Tonks kicked the door closed behind her. With a flick of her wand, the chair behind him slid forward until the seat hit him in the back of the knees, sending him falling into the seat with a grunt.

“You’re going to tell me everything Dumbledore told you about You-Know-Who.” Tonks said as she stood over him.

“I’m not telling you anything.” Harry said.

Tonks smiled darkly and bent down to lean her face close to his with her hands on the back of the chair. The front of her robes fell forward, giving him a teasing glimpse at her cleavage.

“I have ways of making you talk.” she whispered huskily.

Harry continued to look at her defiantly as she straightened up and moved around behind him. Grabbing his hands, she cuffed them around the back of the chair and vanished the ropes holding him. He struggled against the cuffs briefly, testing their strength and finding they were solidly built. Trailing her hand along his shoulder, she walked back around in front of him and leaned her face close to his again, her hands resting on her knees.

“How is You-Know-Who still alive? What is he planning?” she asked, her minty breath washing over his face.

“I don’t know.” he told her.

“Oh, come on, Harry. I know Dumbledore told you something.” she said, leaning forward until her lips were a hair’s breadth away from his. “I can make it worth your while if you tell me.”

Harry fought the urge to lean forward and press his lips to hers. He found this game of hers much more exciting than he thought it would be, and he anxious to see where she would take it.

“No?” she asked, pulling back a couple of inches. “Maybe you need a little more persuasion.”

Taking her right hand off the arm of the chair, she placed it on his knee and slowly inched up towards the growing bulge in his trousers. Her fingers traced along his rapidly hardening shaft of his erection, lightly following the outline it made in his jeans.

“Mmh, that feels promising.” she murmured.

Dropping to her knees, Tonks nimbly unbuckled his belt and opened his fly. Reaching in with her hand, she grasped his erection and pulled it out into the open. She stroked him casually, her hand running up and down his length lightly, until he reached peak hardness.

“Well now, that is impressive. Much bigger than the last guy I interrogated.” she said before looking up at him. “Are you ready to tell me what I want to know?”

“I don’t know anything.” he told her breathlessly.

“Oh, I doubt that.” she said with a smirk.

Leaning forward, Tonks stuck out her tongue and licked him from base to tip. His length pulsed eagerly against her tongue, a drop of excitement leaking from the tip. She licked it up while staring at him, her violet eyes dancing with arousal and playfulness. Licking all around his shaft, she coated it lightly in her saliva before opening her lips and wrapping her mouth around his head. Harry closed his eyes and groaned as her hot, wet mouth enveloped his tip, her tongue swirling around his engorged head.

Tonks began bobbing her head up and down, gradually taking more and more of his length with each descent. When she reached halfway down his shaft, she paused to look up at him before slowly pulling back up to the head. Harry couldn’t help but buck his hips, desperately trying to drive his cock back into her warm, welcoming mouth. Holding his hips to keep him in place, Tonks suddenly dove down, burying his entire length in her throat and pressing her nose against his groin. Harry gasped and groaned as her throat worked around him and her tongue wriggled along the base of his shaft.

After several excruciatingly pleasurable seconds, she pulled back while sucking hard until her lips came off of his head with a pop.

“Are you ready to talk?” she asked, wiping a string of spit off of her chin.

“I told you, I don’t know anything.” he told her.

“Are you sure?” she asked as she stroked him. “I’ll let you come wherever you want, my face, my tits, I’ll even swallow your whole load if you want.”

“Dumbledore never told me anything.” he said, his cock throbbing in her hand.

“I’m sure you know something.” she said, turning her head to kiss his shaft. “All you have to do is tell me and I'll do anything you want.”

Before he could say anything, she dove back onto his cock and bobbed her head rapidly. Over and over again, she took him to the base, her nose bouncing off of his groin as thick strands of spit covered his length. Harry felt himself rapidly being driven to a climax as she brutally fucked him with her own throat. Though he knew she could easily swallow him, Tonks intentionally made loud, wet gagging sounds each time she deepthroated him, further pushing him towards his peak. Just as his balls clenched, preparing to unload their contents directly into her stomach, she pulled off of him completely, causing him to groan in frustration. His cock bobbed in front of him, the head a swollen and angry red.

“Tell me what I want to know.” Tonks said as she stroked him, keeping him just on the edge. “Tell me and I'll let you cum anywhere you want.”

“I don’t know anything.” Harry bit out through gritted teeth.

“You really are impressive, you know that, Harry.” she said with a smile. “Most of the guys I deal with would have given up a long time ago.”

Letting go of his aching cock, she stood up and leaned over him again with a smirk on her face. Harry could tell by her look she had something planned, and he was really curious as to what she would do next.

“I’m really going to enjoy breaking you.” she whispered seductively.

Kissing him softly, Tonks stood back up and undid the clasps of her robe. Sliding it off her shoulders, it dropped to the floor to reveal she was wearing her dark blue underwear with garter belt and stocking underneath. As his eyes trailed down her incredible body, he noticed something very different to what she had tried on in the store. The panties she wore this time were completely crotchless, leaving her tight, wet slit on display.

Sauntering up to him, she straddled the chair and sat down on his lap facing him. Trapping his cock between his stomach and her mound, she rolled her hips, grinding herself on his length. She grabbed his hair roughly and yanked his head back before kissing him hard, her tongue invading his mouth. As they kissed, she continued rolling her hips, coating his already spit soaked cock in her arousal. Pulling back to break the kiss, she lifted herself up and reached down with one hand to line him up with her entrance. Wedging his head between her lips, she paused and looked at him as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I love this part.” she said.

Suddenly, Tonks dropped her full weight down on him, spearing his cock into her depths. Both of them gasped at the sensation while she fluttered around him from the sudden, harsh invasion. After taking a moment to adjust to his size, she started rolling her hips back and forth with him buried to the hilt in her tight, hot pussy. Reaching for her bra, she pulled the cups down under her breasts, making them look even more perky than usual as they jiggled with her movements.

“Will you tell me now, Harry?” she asked as she started bouncing lightly on his cock.

Harry shook his head, barely able to think about the question from the pleasure he was feeling.

Tonks grabbed his hair roughly again and pulled his head back while gradually riding him harder and faster. She kissed along his jaw, moving back to his ear.

“Tell me and I'll let you go.” she whispered with a moan. “You can do anything you want to me. I’ll let you fuck me with your big, hard cock for as long as you want.”

Harry nearly gave in just to have his hands free so he could grab her big, bouncing tits. His pride, however, held him back and he managed to stay quiet. Tonks took that as a no and started riding him even faster, her breasts bouncing deliciously as she practically jumped up and down on his cock. She moaned and panted into his ear while sucking and biting at his neck, undoubtedly leaving red marks behind.

With how close he had been before, it didn’t take long for him to climb back near his peak. His hips bucked as he raced towards his climax, desperate to finally finish. Tonks sensed he was close and stopped riding him abruptly. Instead, she sat down on his lap and ground herself on him as she rolled her hips. She whined and moaned as her clit ground against his groin and quickly climbed to her peak. Her movement weren’t enough to get him of though, so Harry could only groan in frustration while trying to buck up into her.

“Tell me what know, and you can come with me, Harry.” she whispered while panting and moaning lewdly into his ear. “Please, I’d would love to feel you filling me with all of your hot cum.”

Harry growled at her teasing and desperately wished he could get the damned hand cuffs off so he could teach her a lesson. Surprisingly, as if his magic was listening, he felt the cuff pop open just as Tonks reached her climax. Smirking, Harry slipped his hands out of the cuff while she trembled in his lap and her walls fluttered wildly around him. Wrapping his arms around her to grab her ass, he stood up, lifting her with him and smiled at the shocked look on her face. Carrying her over to the wall, he pinned her against it and started slamming into her furiously before her climax had even ended. Tonks gasped and arched her back, thrusting her breasts up at him.

“Harry!” she gasped between breaths, her nails digging into his shoulder.

“Now it’s my turn you little slut.” Harry growled as he pounded her hard enough to shake the wall behind her.

“Wait, you can’t cum in me. I’ll get pregnant.” she said before letting out a long moan while quivering in his arms, a second climax crashing over her.

“Good.” he grunted, solely focused on finally reaching his peak as he hammered her against the wall.

“I’m married.” she gasped even as she held him tightly and bucked his hips in time with his thrusts.

“You’re mine now.” he growled possessively, turning his head to bite her neck lightly.

It only took a few more thrusts to send him tumbling over the edge. His cock swelled and pulsed as he buried himself as deep into her pussy as possible. With each pulse of his cock, his ass flexed, driving him that much deeper into her clutching depths with every jet of cum that leapt from his tip.

“Harry.” Tonks whined as she reached her third climax in as many minutes, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

His orgasm seemed to go on minutes, filling her to the point that his own cum leaking out around his shaft. Collapsing against her, his climax finally came to an end, leaving his head in a cloud of ecstasy. Tonks continued to shake and moan as he lifted her off the wall and carried her over to the bed. Laying her down on her back, he pulled his softening length out of her and watched as a flood of white cum leaked from between her lips.

If she wasn’t pregnant before, she definitely is now, he thought.

Digging through her robe, he pulled out her wand and used it to clean them both before he crawled onto the bed next to her. Tonks latched onto his side and cuddled up to him. Lifting her head, she kissed him softly on the lips before resting her head on his chest.

“Thank you.” she said tiredly.

“That was a lot more fun than I thought it would be.” Harry admitted.

“Mhh, I have a lot more ideas we can try later.” she said, smiling.

Suddenly, Tonks sat up, took off her bra, and rubbed her breasts.

“As good as that makes the girls look, it really starts to hurt after a while.” she said before laying back down on his chest.

“Want me to massage them for you?” he asked, reaching up to cup one of her breasts.

“Knock yourself out. I'm gonna take a nap.” she murmured.

Harry smiled and kissed the top of her head while gently caressing her breast. As she drifted off to sleep, he wondered what ideas she would come up with next.