Harry Potter and The Force of Magic Chapter 27 (A Night to Remember) (Patreon)

With a voice as soft as a whisper, Tonks called out to Harry, her words barely audible in the quietness of his room. As the door creaked open, revealing a sliver of light, she stepped inside cautiously, her eyes scanning the space for any sign of his presence.

And there he was, perched on his bed like a solitary figure, engrossed in the pages of a book. As Tonks approached, her footsteps barely making a sound, a flicker of recognition sparked in Harry's golden eyes, causing him to snap the book shut abruptly. The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver down Tonk's spine.

As she gracefully stepped further into the dimly lit room, her heart skipped a beat as she found herself inexplicably drawn to the way his eyes fixed on her. The mysterious allure of his gaze seemed to ignite a flicker of warmth deep within her chest, enveloping her with a comforting embrace.

With an air of vulnerability, Tonks summoned the courage to break the silence, her voice filled with sincerity and remorse. "Harry, I came to apologize," she uttered, her words hanging in the air like a delicate melody. In that fleeting moment, she noticed a subtle hint of curiosity dancing across Harry's face, his eyebrow arching slightly. Slowly, he rose from his bed, closing the distance between them. His eyes, already intense, seemed to intensify even more, capturing her gaze in a magnetic embrace.

"Apologise for what?" Harry questioned as he strode purposefully towards her. The radiant hue of his golden eyes caught her off guard, causing her breath to momentarily catch in her throat.

With a gentle yet deliberate motion, his hand grazed against her flawless cheek, igniting a surge of warmth within her. Overwhelmed by the intensity of his touch, she instinctively tilted her head, allowing herself to fully surrender to the pleasure of his caress.

"I'm sorry for not telling you from the start that Sirius was here, since you arrived here, you have been very tense, and I'm sorry if this place didn't feel like home to you as it should have felt, and I'm sorry for aiming my wand at you," Tonks, her voice filled with earnest remorse, offered a heartfelt apology, her eyes brimming with remorseful sincerity. 

At that moment, Harry, instead of uttering a single word, pressed his lips softly against her warm skin, tracing a path of gentle kisses along the graceful curve of her jawline.

As Tonks experienced the sweet sensation of his lips upon her, an uncontrollable moan of pleasure escaped her lips. Harry continued his exploration, nibbling delicately at the inviting expanse of her neck, the electrifying sensation sending shivers of delight down her spine.

The exquisite mixture of pleasure and desire enveloped Tonks, her moan of pleasure echoing through the air.

"Sirius is innocent is all that matters, and since you want me to feel welcomed. I have a few ideas on how you can do that," Harry's voice, deep and husky, resonated through the room as he spoke, sending shivers down Tonks' spine. 

Before she could form a coherent response, Harry's lips crashed against hers, igniting a fire within her that had been smoldering for far too long. Tonks couldn't help but release a passionate moan in that electrifying moment.

In a moment of undeniable passion, their lips converged, which sent shivers down their spines and left them breathless. Tonks reciprocated the intensity, her determination evident as she sought to assert her dominance in the exchange.

However, Harry, driven by an overwhelming desire, exerted his strength, gently propelling her backward until she found herself enveloped between the unyielding pressure of his body and the unyielding embrace of the wall. Without hesitation, he boldly ventured further, his tongue daringly trespassing past her parted lips, delving deeply into the cavern of her mouth.

"Mmmhh..." As Tonks and Harry locked lips in a passionate embrace, a soft, pleasure-filled moan escaped her lips. The taste of desire lingered on their tongues as Harry boldly explored the depths of her mouth, igniting a fire within her that she had never experienced before. Tonks could feel the electricity coursing through her veins with each stroke of his tongue. 

As their kiss deepened, Harry's hands began to explore the curves of her body, tracing a tantalizing path over the fabric that separated them. The gentle pressure of his touch sent shivers of anticipation through her, making her yearn for more. 

As Harry and Tonks found themselves entangled in a passionate embrace, their bodies pressed together. The gentle dance of their tongues intertwined within their mouths, their lips synchronized in a mesmerizing rhythm. Harry's hands explored the contours of Tonks' form with each touch, caressing her through the fabric of her garments.

Harry's hands traced a tantalizing path down Tonk's exquisite figure. The tender exploration continued until his fingertips reached the curves of her round ass, a sight that left Harry unable to resist temptation.

Without a moment's hesitation, he seized her firm cheeks, giving them an assertive squeeze that elicited a passionate moan from Tonks, her desire growing with every passing second.

Fuelled by an insatiable hunger, the lovers shed the barriers of their clothing; soon, Tonks kneeled in front of him; she gasped at the large cock in front of her; she couldn't believe how delicious it looked.

Tonks stood before him. She gracefully sank to her knees. Her eyes, a captivating blend of mischief and longing, fixated on his cock. With a delicate, teasing pressure, her teeth gently grazed her luscious, rosy bottom lip.

"God," Gently, she placed her hands on his smooth, bare thighs, tenderly urging his legs to part. As her eyes locked onto the sight of Harry's rigid, throbbing manhood, it seemed to gleam with an almost ethereal hardness akin to the brilliance of a diamond glistening under the moonlight. Harry could feel a tingling shiver coursing through his entire being.

"You, Harry," Tonks murmured, her voice brimming with a potent mixture of admiration and desire, "look absolutely incredible. Harry felt a shiver; this was his first time going so far, and he knew he didn't have enough experience yet.

Harry felt a jolt shoot through his body as he heard the words escape her lips, causing a sudden twitch in his cock. The way she said it, with a mixture of reverence and admiration, left him both elated and curious. Tonks, mischievous as ever, couldn't resist a playful giggle as she glanced up at him, her eyes sparkling with delight. With a teasing smile curling her lips, she shifted her focus back to his cock.

She delicately enveloped his hardened length, her fingers expertly synchronized in their rhythmic motions. The elegance with which she manipulated her wrists, twisting and turning, sent waves of pleasure cascading through his entire being. Every stroke, every caress.

A glistening bead of precum formed at the tip of his throbbing member. Tonks couldn't resist the temptation to swipe her thumb across the silky droplet before licking her thumb clean, enjoying the taste.

"Fuck, that feels so good," Harry moaned, hands placed on his sides at the edge of the bed. Harry's eyes focused on Tonks as she worked his cock with nimble hands.

Tonks skillfully caressed his member, her touch evoking a symphony of tantalizing sensations. With a delicate motion, she glided his foreskin over the engorged head, revealing the glistening droplets of precum that had accumulated beneath.

The frothy mixture adorned the fiery tip, a mesmerizing sight every time the skin retreated. A scorching heat surged within Harry's pelvis. One hand playfully teased his disheveled tip while the other rhythmically propelled along the entirety of his length, creating a hypnotic dance of pleasure.

As the intensity grew and Harry felt the undeniable surge building within him, a sense of urgency compelled him to contemplate alerting Tonks of his impending release. However, with impeccable timing, she abruptly ceased her movements.

Harry's eyes widened with surprise, his throbbing member yearning for release, yet reluctantly realizing that the climax he had been on the precipice of was now dissipating like a fleeting dream. 

The mischievous glint in Tonks' eyes mirrored the playful curve of her lips as she met his gaze, her delicate fingers gracefully tucking a thick strand of hair behind her ear. As if teasing him further, the subtle motion caused her enticing bosom to sway, captivating his attention and intensifying his desire. "C'mon, Harry, were you really about to come just then? We've barely started!"

"This is my first time, Nyra," Harry grumbled, annoyed as the heat between his thighs cooled off.

Tonks laughed, shaking her head at him. "Have some patience. I Will make it all worth it for you,"

Tonks shuffled even closer, her head leaning into his thigh and kissing it.

"Ah!"

As Harry lay there, he could feel the mischievous glint in Tonks's eyes as her lips curled into a devilish grin. With a tantalizing slowness, she traced a path of electrifying sensations along his thigh, her teeth grazing his flesh, sending shivers down his spine.

The anticipation grew as she deftly switched sides, her lips now dancing with a newfound fervor, her tongue teasingly exploring every contour, and her teeth playfully nipping at his sensitive skin. 

Time seemed to stand still as she expertly toyed with him, building up a crescendo of desire, until a frustrated groan escaped his lips, compelling him to involuntarily thrust his hips upwards. With a mischievous chuckle, Tonks gracefully disengaged herself, leaving Harry yearning for more.

"Patience!" She sang, her eyes lit with amusement.

"You're drivin' me nuts, Tonks!"

"I know. This makes this even better."

Harry didn't know how to respond to that. As he sat there, his mind desperately trying to conjure a suitable response, Tonks, with an unexpected act of kindness, gracefully inclined herself and delicately enveloped one of his balls with her lips. 

A surge of adrenaline coursed through Harry's veins, causing his breath to hitch and his eyes to widen in astonishment. His gaze remained fixated on Tonks as she skillfully maneuvered her tongue in a tantalizing dance around him, her other hand intimately caressing his manhood, maintaining its heightened state while her fingertips gently teased the sensitive tip.

"Ngh, Tonks, fuck. That feels so good," Harry praised her between moans.

Tonks delicately caressed his pulsating cock, her lips caressing his tender balls while her tongue playfully danced around them.

The room filled with the symphony of pleasure as she alternated between gentle suction and seductive slurps, creating a deliciously messy and intoxicating soundscape. Tilting her head to the side, her gaze locked onto his hypnotized eyes.

She released his ball with a tantalizing, satisfying pop, only to shift her focus to its counterpart, lavishing the other with the same worshipful treatment that left him breathless with desire.

As the pressure mounted, Harry found himself immersed in an unprecedented intensity, a sensation that surpassed any he had ever experienced.

And in that moment, Tonks, with her warm, inviting mouth, embraced his cock in a tight blissful embrace. Waves of bliss surged through his abdomen, cascading down between his thighs as she skillfully worked her magic.

Overwhelmed by the sheer ecstasy, Harry couldn't resist showering Tonks with praise, his hand tenderly finding its way to the back of her head. As she continued her rhythmic motion, expertly sucking and blowing. Tonks withdrew her hand from his throbbing cock, allowing it to gracefully find its place against her flushed face. 

"Fuck."

Harry's heart raced as his eyes widened in disbelief at the scorching sight before him. The intense heat seemed to permeate every inch of the room, causing a bead of sweat to trickle down Harry's forehead. He couldn't help but be captivated by his manhood's sheer size and prominence, which now stretched across the expanse of Tonks's face.

The tip of his member delicately hovered over her scalp. Tonks pressed her face against Harry's throbbing shaft. Her nose nestled against his impressive length, the gentle curve of it finding a resting place on her forehead.

Her mouth, eager and insatiable, worked its magic on his balls, leaving no sensation untouched. Every lick, every suck, every tantalizing blow sent waves of pleasure coursing through Harry's veins. The oral symphony she performed created a delightful mess, with droplets of ecstasy cascading down his skin, adhering to Tonks's chin and jaw in a sticky embrace.

Tonks finally seemed to have enough, placing fat, wet smooches on the area before leaning back and staring up at him.

It was easy to see the lust in her eyes, the amusement in them. Her eyes almost sparkled like gems in his dim room light.

"You really liked that, yeah?"

Her lips were shining with spit, and so was the skin of her jaw. Some strands of pink hair stuck to the mess on her cheek, but Tonks seemed not to care in the slightest.

"Wasn't that obvious?" Harry mumbled, thinking about the way he was moaning and praising her non-stop for the past few minutes. Harry moved his hand down from her head, delicately pulling the strands of hair off her cheek and tucking it behind her ear.

"Oh my," Tonks cooed and fluttered her lashes at him, "A gentleman."

She winked up at him, then took his cock in her hands again, sliding back his foreskin and exposing his tip. It was dark red and messy with a frothy coating of precum. Tonks wasted no time kissing his head, staining her luscious pink lips with his precum before she took his cock into her mouth.

"Ah, fuuuck."

Harry moaned as Tonks sucked on the tip of his cock, mouth bobbing off and on, tongue lapping against his skin. One of her hands was settled on his thigh, and the other pumped his cock from the base, coming up to meet her lips.

Whenever she pulled his foreskin back and exposed his sensitive tip, she'd be merciless in swirling her tongue against it, swiping over his frenulum.

Harry grunted, fighting the urge to buck his hips up. He fisted the bedsheets, watching in awe as Tonks suckled on his tip with hollowed cheeks. Her mouth was like a sauna; how warm and wet it was. Drool seeped past her lips and down his cock.

Tonks continued pumping his cock, spreading the mix of spit and precum on his shaft until his tanned skin was glistening.

Tonks pulled back, the head still barely in her mouth. She gave a few more kittenish licks to his tip before finally releasing his cock. She smirked up at him — lips, cheeks, and jaw all stained with saliva and precum, but she'd never looked prettier.

"You like that?" She purred. "Like the way I stroke your fat cock with my little hands, hm? Like the way I suck on the tip for you?"

"Fuck, Tonks. You tryna make me come just from dirty talk or what?"

She laughed, a light and gorgeous sound. "No way. If you're going to come, do it while you're deep in my throat."

Tonks ducked her head underneath his cock, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue underneath a thick.

"You're insane," Harry murmured, staring as Tonks let the string of saliva settle on her tongue.

She followed it up all the way to where it hung from his cock, kissing his shaft and slurping down the spit. "Fuck."

Tonks winked at him, sticking out her tongue and licking a long stripe all the way to his tip. She kept her tongue out, grabbing the base of his cock and tapping the head on her tongue, beads of precum smattering onto it before taking his cock into her mouth again.

She placed both her hands on his thighs, simply bobbing back and forth on his cock, taking it half deep. The sounds she made were debauched, sloppy, and loud. Slurping and gagging as his cock curved down the back of her throat. Insanely wet as drool gushed out of her mouth and down his cock, thin strands against her lips whenever she pulled off for a breath.

"Oh my fuckin' god, keep that up." Harry reached for the back of Tonks's head, fingers twining hair between them like a makeshift handle.

Tonks looked up at him, her eyes dark. Her thumbs were rubbing soothingly into his thighs, and she hummed around his cock.

"God damn, you're unbelievable, Tonks." Harry pressed down gently on Tonks's head, their eyes still locked together as Tonks throated his cock. Swallowing inch by inch until her plump lips pillowed against his base, her nose digging into his pubic bone.

The sight of Tonks like that ignited Harry's veins, his balls heavy and core burning with the desire for release. Harry tried to pull Tonks's head back, but she resisted. Instead, she brushed her nose back and forth against his wet pubes, inhaling lightly and moaning, spit dripping down to his balls.

Harry couldn't take it anymore. "Fuck, Tonks, gonna come — f-fuck, I'm so close."

That made Tonks eager.

His hand lay useless on the back of Tonks's head as she throated his cock, moving back until only the tip was left in her pursed mouth, cheeks hollowed as she suckled on it. Then she swallowed him to the base, with ease now. She made the sloppiest sounds, gags, and chokes echoing in the room as she serviced him.

Harry's thighs shook, his core tight as he babbled Tonks's name over and over. He pushed down on her head, hips bucking off the edge of the bed, thrusting and grinding against the depths of Tonks's throat.

"Oh shit, too good Tonks, fuck! Gonna—fuck! I'm comin', Tonks!"

His cock throbbed and twitched as he came ropes down Tonks's throat. Harry could hear the messy gulps, her throat squeezing against his cock as she swallowed.

Tonks sputtered a bit, pulling back off his cock, and Harry released her head. She reached for his cock, keeping it steady, pumping it gently for the last bits of his cum. It spilled out the corner of her lip and across her cheek.

Harry grunted as Tonks gave one final suckle on the tip of his cock, the sensitivity almost making him whine instead. She released it from her lips with a pop, a stringy mixture of cum and spit sticking to her lips until tension broke them off.

She tilted her head back and opened her mouth.

Harry swore under his breath, watching as Tonks's pink tongue rolled his thick cum around in her mouth. His spent cock twitched at the display. When Tonks had enough fun teasing him, she closed her mouth and swallowed his load with a thick gulp, opening it again to show him how clean it was with a sexy 'ahh.'

She beamed at him. "Ta-da."

Harry felt like Tonks had sucked the soul out of his cock. With an alluring swiftness, she gracefully slipped into the inviting embrace of the bed beside Harry. She seized his lips in a demanding and fervent kiss. As the heat between them intensified, Tonks found herself seamlessly ascending, taking control of the moment.

Her body, aflame with desire, quivered with anticipation as she straddled Harry, positioning herself with deliberate intent. With a gaze as intense as a supernova, her eyes locked onto his as Tonks lowered herself onto Harry's mouth.

"Ohh, YESSS!" a passionate moan escaped her lips. As Harry's skilled tongue explored the delicate contours of her cunt, her senses ignited like fireworks on a starry night.

With each tantalizing lick, her desire intensified, building a crescendo of bliss that consumed her entirely. Her ample, rounded ass pressed against his eager face, perfectly positioned to grant him unbridled access to her pussy - a delectable feast for him.

Her fingers entwined in his dark locks, tender and commanding grip pulling him closer and urging him to delve deeper into the intoxicating depths of her womanhood. With every gentle push, the pleasure intensified.

Suddenly, his mouth started speaking in a strange language, and Tonks's delight surged to extraordinary heights as a thrilling sensation rippled through her body, igniting every nerve ending. In a symphony of pleasure, she couldn't help but unleash a passionate cry, the echoes of his name escaping her lips. His tongue vibrating around her pussy. Her grasp on his hair grew tighter. Like a tempestuous wave crashing against the shore, she started grinding his face against her pussy.

"Yes, Yes, Yes, YESSSSS," her euphoric cries erupted from deep within her, resonating throughout the room as she surrendered her grip on Harry's hair. Her essence enveloped Harry's face as he licked all over her pussy. Tonks, panting to regain her composure after the climax, attempted to steady herself, only to be taken by surprise as Harry swiftly took hold of her, gently guiding her onto her back upon the bed. He positioned himself between her legs, his throbbing cock brushed against the delicate petals of her pussy.

"We are not done."

Harry exerted a deliberate and tantalizing force, applying a slow and steady push, which caused Tonks to emit a passionate and unrestrained moan. Her body quivered with anticipation as she surrendered herself to the overwhelming pleasure that awaited her. She could feel the gradual invasion of Harry's s long, thick cock, slowly sinking inside her dripping pussy.

She couldn't help but moan, "Merlin, yes!" As Harry's presence deepened within her, his every inch of his cock embraced by the warmth of her eager embrace. The rhythmic pulsations of his being inside her sent ripples of ecstasy coursing through her body, slowly he began withdrawing his cock from her warm embrace, her walls were instinctively yearning to hold onto it. However, in a sudden surge of intensity, Harry forcefully thrust his entire length back inside her.

"Ahhh Fuck Me, Harry! Yesss!"

Harry's rhythmic movements intensified, his pounding thrusts resonating through the walls. Each collision of their skin created a percussive melody, as the symphony of slapping flesh echoed around them. Amidst this harmonious cacophony, her cries and moans harmonized, intertwining with the pulsating rhythm of their desires.

With a firm grasp on her supple beautiful ass, Harry exerted a forceful pressure, causing his digits to effortlessly plunge into the velvety depths of her flesh. As their bodies intertwined, he orchestrated a symphony of rhythmic movements, seamlessly synchronizing the undulating sway with each powerful thrust he delivered. His pulsating cock surged, relentlessly penetrating her trembling pussy. The symphony of her ecstatic cries and melodious moans reverberated through the air, he enjoyed all her moans. 

Harry enveloped Tonks with his arms, his touch possessive. With a confident grip, he grasped both of her bosoms, his hands exerting pressure as he explored their contours. His fingertips traced the erect peaks of her nipples, protruding proudly from the exquisite curves of her supple breasts. Tonks, released a joyous cry, her voice echoing with a blend of ecstasy and anticipation,pleasuring her vigorously while simultaneously playing with her breasts. 

A torrential surge of pure, euphoric bliss surged through her being, each wave crashing against the shores of her consciousness, igniting ecstatic moans that reverberated through the very depths of her soul. "OHHHHH YESSSSS, HARRRYYYY!!!!"

With a determined and primal grunt escaping his lips, Harry pushed himself to the limits, his heart pounding within his chest, as he relentlessly pursued the pinnacle of ecstasy. The tantalizing sounds of Tonks' intoxicating gasps and passionate moans filled the room, urging him onward. 

Harry finally reached the precipice, his senses heightened and every fiber of his being electrified. A surge of intense pleasure surged through him as his body reacted instinctively, his muscled abdomen tightening, and his throbbing member pulsating with a rhythmic fervor, finding its release deep inside her velvety depths. 

A symphony of pleasure and satisfaction echoed in the air, harmonizing with Tonks' own euphoric moans as she reveled in the warmth of his essence intimately enveloping her. Harry held himself still, savoring the intoxicating aftermath.

Unknown to Tonks, a mark formed on her skin right behind her neck, the mark looked like a burning heart with a sword going through.

He succumbed to the waves of ecstasy coursing through him. With a contented sigh, he surrendered to the gravitational pull of pleasure, descending gracefully upon her like a fallen star. Their chests pressed together, their heartbeats synchronizing, as his manhood remained nestled within the tender depths of her pussy. 

As the ripples of satisfaction subsided, Tonks released a deep, guttural moan, her senses awakening to the sensation of his departure. She gazed upwards, locking eyes with him, and was met with an impish grin.

"How did I do, Tonks?"