HP: The Magical Gamer [Chapter 144: Lustful! ] (Patreon)

His palms slid over her curvy buttocks, cupping them. He gently squeezed them through her shorts, feeling her soft-firm voluptuous arse cheeks. Grabbing her butt, he adjusted her position a little so her groin was atop his concealed length.

They both gasped, staring at each other as her crotch settled over his hidden boner.

"Harry." she mumbled in a squeaking voice, all the breath leaving her lungs at once. She wasn't scared, far from it. She was trembling with want as he ground his morning wood under her covered flower.

She too started moving, pressing herself against him, feeling his hardness, rolling her hips against his.

Harry withdrew his one arm from her arse and cupped her face. He dragged his fingers through her hair then. Curling his fist into her red hair, he brought her face closer to his.

Iris laid atop him and again pushed her arms underneath his shirt, her finger gently moving around his torso, getting familiar with all the curves and contours.

She closed her eyes and met his lips with hers.

It wasn't like any of the kisses she had shared earlier with him as kids. No, it was vastly different. Heat bubbled in her stomach and the movements of her hips became frantic, they moved their lips around each other, kissing and mashing, breathing and exhaling.

She pressed herself harder against him, moaning when he creeped his hands under her top, fondling her bare breasts and turning her on fire.

A pressure was building in her core, which she at the moment was rubbing insistently against him.

She prodded his mouth with her tongue and he opened up without a delay. She hugged him close and kissed him hotly, her tongue fitting into his mouth, tracing the insides of it and marking it as hers.

He tasted so sweet and electric. He felt so soft and fiery. She was burning and she wanted to keep on burning for eternity.

They kissed and groped. They thrusted against each other, humping their hips, sliding up and down together, generating friction and pleasure.

"Iris!" He hissed on her lips, squeezing her tits under her top as he felt himself reach his limit.

"More. Just a little more." She begged, recapturing his mouth and snogging him senseless, wildly moving her core on his throbbing hardness.

Few seconds later, Harry moaned in her mouth, quivering underneath her, biting her tongue and twisting her nipples.

Iris too spent herself, clenching her arse cheeks and desperately squashing her crotch on his.

She sighed in pleasure, relaxing and slumping atop him. She nuzzled his neck affectionately as she felt him soften.

They laid there together, with Iris lazily spread on top of him.

And as soon as the haze of lust disappeared, she jumped away from him and the bed.

Her face flushed red and her eyes filled up with shame and apprehension. "What have we done?"

Before he could answer her, before he could console her, she fled his room, wiping her wet mouth and rearranging her hair, trying to look as if she hadn't just made out with him.

"Iris!" he called behind her back, but she was already gone.

He massaged his forehead in frustration. "What the hell just happened?"

[See your trait, Harry. You are in big trouble. ]

Isis' exasperated sigh didn't bode well. He opened his stats and clicked on the [Lustful] trait.

[Lustful]

[– You are incarnate of Lust. Be drawn to opposite sex and sexual acts.

This trait will start acting when you turn 13.

Note: After the activation of the trait, the user must engage in sex every day. Or else he will fall into a feral crazed beast state, where he would fuck the first woman he comes across, whether the female be willing or unwilling. ]

"That's a joke. Please tell me that's a joke. It can't be happening. This is some cruel prank." begged Harry, looking at the screen with a bewildered look.

[I am afraid not, Harry. It looks like a joke and you are butt of it. You are punished again for messing with the system. This is the price for creating the category of Combined Class and overpowering yourself with the [Death Knight] Class.]

"Fuck!"

[Yes. Better fuck literally than get fucked symbolically.]

Harry just groaned and buried his face in the pillow. "Why do you sound so amused?"

[Well, I am a forever virgin sixteen year old girl, I need some lewd entertainment and this seems to be it.]

"You suck!"

[I would, suck your dick that is, if I had a body. Alas, it isn't meant to be, my dear Harry. We are star-crossed lovers who can feel each other's thoughts and emotions and love, but not the pleasures of each other's flesh.]

"Just shut up!"

[Hehe. Fine. Good luck in finding a pussy. Can't believe I am siding with the Creator on this one. This was really a brilliant move. A ludicrous joke.]

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"What the bloody hell?" exclaimed Lily.

She was standing in the kitchen, setting up the breakfast on the table when her children came in.

She couldn't believe her eyes. Staring at her were not the faces of her small cute children, but the handsome visage of young adults. Both Harry and Iris could have easily passed for sixteen year old teenagers. They had grown as big as her, maybe even an inch taller than her.

"Blame the 'Peak Body' perk. It enhances our growth too. And Isis told me that by the age of eighteen we'll reach our prime and stop ageing." Harry informed her with a strained smile as she swept towards them, fussing around, patting their faces and bodies.

He couldn't help but discreetly glance down her cleavage, which was abundantly shown in her casual blue dress robe, when she stood so close to him. And somehow he was extremely aware of her intoxicatingly sweet flowery scent that wafted over him and roused urges he oughtn't have for his own mother.

She nodded slowly, relaxing a little as the reason for their abrupt growth became clear. "Are you two fine then?"