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Chapter #21: Fleur's training, part II.

Harry knew it wasn’t a good idea to lose focus, he was supposed to battle Fleur and yet, here he was being kissed by the older version of the French witch, and this was more than a kiss, it was like she was trying to suck his soul out of his body, not that he would mind though, Fleur was just way too good with her tongue that he couldn't stop her.

However, he also knew that he was in danger of being stunned once again, and that in the end, she would become the winner of this duel and yet, he had zero complaints about it, he was ready to face his fate, however, once the kiss ended, and he and Fleur were trying to recover their normal breathing levels, there was no attack.

“I’m sorry, Harry… But it seems like the training has turned into something different. I know you want to learn how to combat, but I can’t… Having your body exposed like that, it’s too tempting for me to fully concentrate!” She declared, and Harry was surprised by her words to say the least.

“Really?” He couldn’t believe that such an older and beautiful witch would look at him like that.

He tried to remain as calm as possible, but then he realized that his future self probably did it with Fleur, too, no, not probably, he knew his future self, and Fleur did a lot of lewd things, and the thought made his cock harden.

“Lucky bastard!” Harry thought to himself.

His future self was really lucky if he was able to fuck someone as beautiful as Fleur; however, Harry decided to remain calm. If he played his cards right, he could experience the same thing.

“I’m sorry for being such a bad instructor, Harry!” Fleur said with a smirk.

Harry quickly shook his head.

“It’s alright, Fleur, it’s really hard for me to concentrate with the sight of your beautiful body in such a small bikini,” Harry declared. He felt bold right now.

He didn’t know what possessed him, but there was one thing clear: it was too late for him to stop, and surprisingly, Fleur giggled, not in a mocking way but more like in an enchanting way. Forget about the allure; her laugh was truly hypnotizing.

“Well, it seems like we’re in the same state of mind, don’t you think?” She asked innocently, and Harry nodded as furiously as he could.

“What can we do?” He asked innocently, knowing very well where this was going.

He already had experience from doing it with Hermione, Luna, Daphne, and Tonks; he felt very confident about himself and his abilities, so he just needed a chance to prove to Fleur what he was made of. As for the French witch, instead of answering him with words, she decided to make a bold move; she finally got rid of the last piece of clothing she was wearing, and thus, she was now fully naked.

“Wow…” Harry couldn’t help but be awed at the sight.

The older witch smirked and walked slowly towards him. She was swinging her hips in a very hypnotic way; it was very hard for Harry to focus, and he couldn’t stop himself from gulping at the sight. Her pussy was completely bald, and it was looking very delicious at this moment.

Harry tried to remain calm, but that was easier said than done. Still, he didn’t want to look like an idiot, so he tried to calm his mind; however, that didn't last for too long as he suddenly faced a completely naked Fleur.

“You like what you see?” She asked with an amused expression.

“Like it? I love it!” Harry declared zero hint of shame in his voice.

The older witch giggled. This was Harry, the younger version of the man she fell in love with, of course he would react like that, regardless of his age. Harry has always been very charming, that’s something the French witch couldn’t help but admit, and if there was someone who knew about charming people, it was a French person like her.

“Good… I’m glad you like it because there’s something I want you to do for me, Harry,” she said with her thick French accent.

Harry couldn’t help but gulp after hearing those words with such a smooth and sexy accent. This was going better than he expected. It seems like he already forgot about the training, but that was alright, they made great progress, in fact, he learned how to control his impulses, well, more or less.

“Yes…? What can I do for you?” Harry asked with fake innocence.

He knew what she wanted, but he needed to hear it directly from her lips. The French witch couldn’t help but smirk. It seemed like he was making her beg for it, so, in the end, she sighed; she was tired of running away from what she desired.

“I want you…To fuck me!” She whispered in his ear.

Harry couldn’t help but feel surprised by her boldness, and yet, he was excited at the same time. They shared one last look, and then, Harry couldn’t take it anymore; he slammed his lips against the French witch’s lips, and to say that Fleur was surprised by the intensity would be an understatement.

However, she had zero complaints about it, in fact, this is what she wanted, she wanted Harry to be passionate with her, she wanted this or else she would go insane, it’s been so long since she had Harry’s cock and hearing the tales from the rest of the women who have fucked him in this timeline has messed up her mind.

Ever since she heard about Hermione fucking him, she couldn’t shake off the thought of him fucking her, too. She needed him inside her, and she was willing to do anything to achieve that. Luckily, she found a good way to convince him to do this; training will always be a good reason to have Harry for herself.

Sadly, his combat training has turned into sex training, it was impressive that he managed to have sex with all the other ladies and perform very good considering his age, however, his lucky streak has ended, now it’s time for him to face an experienced veela, at his age, that's going to be a real challenge and she cannot wait to wear him out and turn him into her obedient lover.

“Well, if that’s the case…” Harry suddenly stopped the kiss.

Fleur was a bit confused, and then, she felt one of his hands on her pussy. Needless to say, she was very surprised; however, she had zero complaints, and soon she was encouraging Harry to keep touching her.

“Fuck… Your fingers feel really good, Harry!” The French witch couldn’t believe it.

It’s been so long since the last time she was fucked by Harry, she knew she was acting so desperately but that’s what her body craved the most, she was aching for his touch and most of all, she was craving for his seed, she didn’t want to look so lost and pathetic but that was the effect the dark haired wizard had on her regardless of his age.

“And good things are just starting, Fleur,” Harry declared before he got on his knees.

Fleur watched him with an arched brow, and then she started to moan as she felt his tongue on her pussy.