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How much more could he do?

It was a question that Harry asked himself endlessly. While he’d been offered an Auror position by Kingsley, the new Minister for Magic, Harry had already spent his entire life fighting and didn’t want to spend the rest of it doing the same. So, he agreed to consult with the Auror Department when it came to dealing with the remaining Death Eaters and any secrets that Voldemort had left behind, but no more. That also involved him spending more time than he’d like in the Wizengamot testifying on cases, but it felt good to help finish the fight.

While this consulting work took an incredible amount of time, it didn’t offer the same kind of soul-fulfilling work that he wanted. At first, he’d considered teaching, but putting some distance between himself and Hogwarts seemed like the right thing to do at this point in his life. He wanted to see more of the magical world and interact with people who only knew his name through rumours and headlines.

The answer to what he’d been looking for came only a couple of weeks after the war’s end when he read an article in the Daily Prophet about the slew of pure-blood children who had lost parents or were now orphans due to the war. Of course, the article offered nothing about the half-blood or muggleborn children who were in the same situation, but it still got Harry thinking.

Could he do more for the orphans this war had created?

It all started with a simple charity that Hermione had helped him establish, one that helped to house and feed orphans and leave them enough money to get through Hogwarts. Once the public learned of his initiative, donations and volunteers began coming in droves, and Harry quickly ended up with a small staff underneath him to help manage everything.

On the month anniversary of the end of the war, Harry gave a speech in Godric’s Hollow in front of his parent’s destroyed home. That got him thinking about all of the homes that the Death Eaters had destroyed. Thus, his second charity dedicated to constructing affordable housing for families impacted by the war began.

“I’m here for all of you,” Harry had said at that speech, and he’d meant it sincerely.

With each passing month, he received more and more requests for his aid. Some came from individuals hoping for a special bit of charity—those he directed towards resources that could help them—but he took a special interest in those from organisations who were doing similar things as him.

Harry had to hire an assistant, Ernie Macmillan, to manage the constant flow of letters. He tried to answer as many as he could personally, but it quickly became clear that if he tried to answer all of them, he’d never even have a chance to sleep. So, Ernie handled most of the work while leaving only the most important letters to Harry.

Between his charities, consulting, and the countless events he was invited to attend or speak at, Harry had stretched himself painfully thin. But he didn’t mind it much; the work was incredibly rewarding, and it felt good to be able to help out so many people.

After two and a half years of work, Harry still wasn’t tired of the work he was doing. It was exhausting to be sure, but it also rejuvenated him. And what made it all the easier was the fact that he had a wonderful home to return to at the end of the day.

After saying goodbye to Ernie for the day, Harry apparated out of his office in Diagon Alley back home. He landed just inside the entrance hall of 12 Grimmauld Place and sighed happily at the smell of fresh flowers.

Gone was the peeling wallpaper and the dusty, damp atmosphere of Grimmauld Place. He’d had it professionally renovated to clear away most of the gloomy atmosphere and to liven the place up. Now, it was a brightly-lit, cheerful looking home. And, thankfully, he’d finally found someone who was able to remove the portrait of Walburga Black from the wall. Harry had promptly stuffed that old thing in a cupboard with plenty of soundproofing charms layered onto it.

Just as he hung up his outer cloak on the wall hanger, there was a loud thump from the living room nearby. Harry turned with a bright smile on his lips and watched as his godson, Teddy, came crawling into the front room.

“Hey there,” Harry smiled as he crouched down and scooped Teddy up into his arms, brushing away his long, shaggy brown hair from his face.

“Harry,” Teddy gurgled as he reached out to grab at Harry’s messy hair. “Have goo day?”

“Yes,” Harry chuckled. “I’ve had a good day. Can you say good?”

“Goo,” Teddy blurted out.

“Close enough,” Harry replied, spinning Teddy around in a bobbing dance. He twirled around towards the living room where he found Tonks sitting with a brilliant smile upon her lips.

It lifted his spirits greatly to see her so happy. After Remus’ death, he hadn’t been sure that she’d ever recover. Andromeda had taken over watching Teddy during the day while Harry did what he could in the evening. Tonks was always around, but she wasn’t entirely present. Her mind seemed to drift elsewhere for the first year after Remus’ death, but then something shook her out of it, and she suddenly started changing her behaviours.

“Do you want to see mama?” Harry cooed as he threw Teddy up into the air.

Teddy laughed loudly as he landed in Harry’s hands. Harry threw him up again and again until the laughter finally gave out.

“He really misses you,” Tonks told him as he handed Teddy off to her. She held him close to her chest and bounced him gently. “I told him he’d get bored if he actually followed you around all day.”

“That’s probably true,” Harry chuckled. With all of the meetings he had, Teddy was likely to sleep through more than half of them. He’d be stuck whining through the rest of them given how long they took to resolve. “But at least he’d have fun changing his hair to match everyone else’s.”

At Harry’s words, Teddy’s hair shortened significantly into a dark, messy look that almost mirrored Harry’s perfectly. It always amused Harry whenever he did that, especially when they were out in public because Teddy ended up looking so much like he could be Harry’s son that he inevitably confused passersby.

Tonks' eyes softened as Teddy giggled and pressed his cheek against Harry’s. “He’s getting really good at that.”

“How long until he starts being able to transform his face too?” Harry asked.

“All metamorphmagi develop a little bit differently,” Tonks explained. “But given how fast he’s been picking this up, I won’t be surprised if he starts changing his body around in the next few months. Just don’t freak out if he accidentally turns himself into an old man or something.”

“You wouldn’t dare try and trick me, would you?” Harry asked as he tickled Teddy’s belly.

Teddy laughed wildly and tried to pull out of Harry’s grasp. “Stop!” He cried out in between giggles.

“Alright,” Harry smiled. He turned back to Tonks. “Sorry I’m home late by the way. I can get started on supper in just a minute.”

“Don’t worry,” she waved him off. “Kreacher’s taking care of it. Besides, you deserve a break. Let me take Teddy.”

“I’m not giving up my precious time with my godson,” Harry said teasingly as he turned away with Teddy. “Besides, you’ve had a long day too. Ernie told me that you took up the meeting with the Sirius Foundation this afternoon. I thought that you’d still be busy dealing with the paperwork around the capture of Rabastan Lestrange.”

“I finished it up early,” Tonks shrugged. “And Proudfoot didn’t have much else for me to do besides going out on patrol if I wanted, so I figured that I’d help take something off your plate by updating the foundation on next year’s funding plan and the upcoming Ministry gala for charitable foundations.”

“Thanks for that,” Harry said sincerely. “I’ve been meaning to do it myself…”

“You’re too busy all the time,” Tonks pointed out. “You should let me help out more.”

“No,” Harry shook his head. “After all you’ve been through, you deserve to take it a bit easier. Besides, you still have Teddy to look after. It’s not like Andromeda can do it every day.”

“She would if I asked,” Tonks replied. “And besides, I like working. I don’t need a break. If anyone does, it’s you. When was the last time you went out by yourself without me or Teddy?”

“I went out to supper with Ron and Hermione last week,” Harry protested.

“Besides them.”

Harry thought about it for a moment. “Kingsley and I had lunch with a couple of his undersecretaries a month ago.”

“That was two months ago,” Tonks corrected him. “And that was for business. All you four did was talk about work stuff. When was the last time you went out just for fun?”

“I have plenty of fun working and spending time with you and Teddy.”

“You’re deflecting the question.”

Harry sighed in frustration. “Can we not do this now?”

“Fine,” Tonks agreed. “But no pushing for me to take a break if you won’t take on yourself.”

Harry didn’t answer. He didn’t want to. Tonks worked so hard. She was a brilliant mum to Teddy and a wonderful assistant to him in so many ways. She deserved to be able to live a peaceful, relaxing life.

The three of them sat down in the living room, and Harry and Tonks both played with Teddy until Kreacher came in to announce that supper was ready. An entire roast chicken with gravy, mash, and roasted vegetables waited for them on the long table in the dining room. Harry had considered getting something smaller when they were renovating the place, but he’d decided on keeping this one so that it would be easier to host the entire Weasley family and anyone else over.

Supper was delicious, as usual. Harry often cooked himself with Kreacher assisting him, but on days like today when he was late, Kreacher took over everything himself. Harry and Tonks spoke about casual matters: Percy’s recent engagement, Hermione’s work in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, and then the work that Harry was doing with his various charities.

Teddy grew tired not long after, and once Tonks got him to bed, Harry finally cracked open the bottle of whiskey he kept stashed in a top shelf in the kitchen so that Teddy couldn’t get to it. Kreacher brought up a half-drank bottle of wine for Tonks, and she and Harry quickly got themselves settled back in the living room with a roaring fire to keep them warm.

“I’m sorry about earlier,” Harry told her as he refilled his glass with his second serving of whiskey. He quickly drank down half of it, thankful that tomorrow was his official day off. That being said, he’d still volunteered to handle some meetings later in the afternoon, but he’d at least have the chance to sleep in a bit. “I didn’t mean to bite your head off about everything. I know that you care about my well being.”

Tonks smiled warmly next to him on the sofa. She stretched out her legs onto the footrest and sighed contently. “I just worry that Teddy and I are holding you back sometimes.”

Harry sat up straight instantly. “That’s not true—”

“Come on, Harry,” Tonks interrupted. “You’re the most eligible bachelor in all of Britain, but I’ve only seen you go out on two dates since you broke up with Ginny a couple of years ago because you were too busy. You rarely go out with your friends either; you basically spend every night here with me and Teddy.”

“That’s because I like spending time with the two of you,” Harry argued. “And my dating life is… complicated. It’s hard to find anyone who doesn’t look at me like some great saviour. Most of them don’t even really care about me as a person; they just want to brag to their friends that they’ve snogged Harry Potter.”

“There are worse problems to have,” Tonks joked.

Harry snorted in response and took another sip of whiskey. He rarely drank, so the alcohol was already beginning to affect his head.

“I just wish I could find someone who didn’t care about stuff like that,” he muttered into his glass.

“Your friends and family don’t,” Tonks pointed out.

“Yeah, but it’s not like I’m dating any of them,” Harry retorted.

There was enough of a silence that Harry actually looked over at Tonks. Her head was low with her mouth pressed against the lip of her wine glass. The dark ruby liquid swirled around slightly as she shifted in her seat.

“What if you did though?” She asked. “Would that make it easier on you?”

Harry stumbled over his words. “I guess,” he managed to say after a second. “I haven’t really thought about it, I suppose. Not just with the people I know. Dating, I guess, I just haven’t thought much about in a while. With you and Teddy…”

He held his arms up in an awkward shrug. He didn’t know what to say, really. For the past couple of years, all he’d done was work and spend time at home with Tonks and Teddy. That kept him plenty busy, and besides the lack of sex, he couldn’t say that he didn’t feel satisfied.

Tonks nodded, taking his half answer as fact. “Haven’t you ever wanted to go out and find something more for yourself?”

Harry looked at her strangely. “What more would I really ever need?”

“I don’t know,” Tonks muttered. “You could find someone and start a family of your own here. Teddy and I could leave—”

“No,” Harry interrupted swiftly. “I’d never want the two of you to leave.”

“Then what about finding a wife?” Tonks continued. “Someone you could love.”

“I… I suppose I hadn’t really thought about that much before,” Harry replied.

“Really?”

“Really,” Harry nodded. It was the truth, of course. In all this time since he’d broken up with Ginny, he hadn’t felt like his life was missing much. “I like my life. If I ever found the right person to be with, someone I could start a family with…”

“That’s something you really want, isn’t it?” Tonks asked.

It was.

Ever since he’d seen his parents in the Mirror of Erised, Harry had dreamt of starting a family of his own. Seeing his parents' smiling faces as they placed their hands upon his shoulders had brought him to tears on more than one occasion, and it’d given him the desire to have a child of his own so that he could give them all the love and support that he knew his parents would’ve given him.

“I think I’ll find the right person one day,” Harry eventually said. “Someone who feels right beside me. Like a true partner. And we’ll have a family together… but I’m not exactly in a rush to deal with that right now. I have you and Teddy, and that’s more than enough for me.”

Tonks repositioned on the couch slightly closer to Harry than before. “What if you never find anyone else? What if you were stuck with me and Teddy forever?”

It took little more than a second for Harry to come up with his answer.

“Then I’d still be happy,” he admitted with a smile. “Having a godson as wonderful as Teddy is close enough to having a son of my own that I think I’d be really happy helping to raise him to be the brilliant man I know I’ll become. And working alongside you to raise him would just be wonderful. You’re a really good mom to him, and I love spending time with you. You make my days feel easy.”

Tonks smiled at that. He thought that she started blushing, but then her cheeks turned back to their perfectly natural shade. It must’ve been a trick of the light.

“I’m glad to hear that, really,” Tonks told him. “Especially hearing about Teddy. I was worried if you’d be around after the war and all… but you really stepped up, more than virtually any other man would’ve. And you’ve been so caring and compassionate throughout it all.”

“Teddy is my godson,” Harry emphasised. “I know what it’s like to grow up without a father or godfather really present. I don’t want the same for Teddy.”

“I know,” Tonks said as she shuffled a bit closer to him. She set her wine glass down on the coffee table in front of them and looked deeply into his eyes. “Are you serious that you’d really stay with us forever?”

“Of course,” Harry chuckled. “I already said I wouldn’t let you leave even if I found someone else, didn’t I?”

“But what if you found someone closer to you?” Tonks insisted. “Someone who really loved you and wanted to be with you?”

“Like who?” Harry asked. “Hermione’s with Ron, and I don’t know many other witches besides—”

Suddenly, the meaning behind Tonks’ words struck him.

She didn’t mean another witch.

She meant him.

“Oh,” Harry said dumbly.

“Took you long enough,” Tonks giggled.

“I… I don’t know what to say,” Harry admitted.

Tonks was a sincerely beautiful woman. There was a reason that she’d turned heads back at Hogwarts—even Charlie Weasley had fancied her back then. Her heart-shaped face and mousy hair left a striking image in one’s mind. She always had a joke ready and somehow made complicated situations so much easier to deal with. And her body was nothing to sniff at either. Despite her not wearing revealing robes, there’d been more than one occasion when he’d walked in on her breastfeeding Teddy and getting more than an eyeful to remember. He’d always tried to forget such images in his mind, but hearing her words just now made them surface back up.

But more important than her looks was how well she fit with him. It was easy to imagine himself as Tonks’ husband given their rapport over the past couple of years. Both of them helped to take care of Teddy, and even Mrs Weasley had commented on how well he and Tonks complimented one another.

“You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to,” Tonks told him. “I just… I wanted you to know that I think you could be a wonderful father to Teddy. And a lovely husband to… me.”

“Tonks,” Harry said softly. It was a lot to process, but there was one thing still holding him back. “What about Remus?”

Tonks swallowed and took his hand into hers. “I’ll always love Remus. He… he was a very special man to me. I still love him, even now, and I’ll make sure that Teddy grows up knowing his father, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t move on. He and I actually talked about it before the war’s end.”

“Really?” Harry asked.

She nodded her head. “We both knew that there was a good chance that one of us wouldn’t make it out alive. Once we became pregnant, we knew that whatever happened to either of us, we wanted the best for our child. Remus, he…”

Tonks sobbed, and Harry caught her as she fell into his arms.

“He told me that he wanted a good man to take care of me if the worst were to happen,” Tonks cried. “He smiled when he told me that, and he trusted me to make the right decision. I’ve seen other men and none of them compare to you, Harry.”

Harry held her close as quiet sobs wracked her body. They lasted only a minute before Tonks was wiping her eyes clean.

“I’m sorry. I know that this is a lot,” she told him.

“You have no right to be sorry,” Harry said as he hugged her.

“You’ve just been so wonderful to us, Harry. You’ve filled a role that you were never meant to play, and you’ve done it wonderfully,” she gushed into his ear. “You’re Teddy’s father in all but blood. If Remus were here to speak for himself, I know that he’d think that you’d be an incredible father to Teddy.”

“And an incredible husband to you?” Harry asked.

“Of course,” Tonks said instantly, giggling quietly as she wiped her eyes clean again. “I don’t know any other man who’d step up the way that you have. And it’s not just the fact that you’ve become a wonderful father to Teddy that makes me feel the way I feel. You’re quite handsome, you know.”

“I suppose I’ve been told that once or twice.”

Tonks playfully swatted at his chest. “I’m serious. You’ve been the most wonderful person these past couple of years. You’ve taken over all of the husbandly duties that Teddy and I have needed, except for one.”

“And that would be?”

Tonks’s eyelids lowered slightly as she leaned her face closer into Harry’s. “Taking care of my other needs,” she murmured huskily. “Don’t tell me that you haven’t thought about the fun that the two of us could get up to.”

“Of course I have,” Harry admitted. “But…”

“But what?” She asked him.

And what a prudent question it was. In truth, Harry struggled to think of a single counterpoint to what Tonks had suggested. Remus would always be a part of their lives even though he was gone from this world. Teddy would grow up knowing about his true father and what he’d done to help safeguard the future of Britain. Harry wasn’t taking Remus’ place entirely, even if he was stepping into a fatherly role.

The witches he’d dated after Ginny had simply been interested in him because of his name. Tonks wasn’t like that. At any time she wished, she could’ve moved back home with Andromeda or into her own flat. She certainly earned enough money to even buy a house outright if she really wanted. But she’d stuck around all this time, helping him with his work in the Auror Department and in his charities too.

Tonks loved him. She loved his work, his ambition, his caring nature, and everything else about him. And Harry would be lying if he said that he didn’t love her too. She was a wonderful witch, mum, and partner to him. Now all that remained was closing the last step and becoming something more.

“But nothing,” Harry finally said. “You’re a brilliant, beautiful witch, Tonks. And I love you.”

Tonks sucked in a deep breath. “I love you too.”

Their lips met in a passionate kiss as Harry shoved Tonks back down on the sofa. He fell with her, continuing the intimate capture of their lips. Tonks let out a long, low moan into his mouth as his body dominated hers. Her legs spread wide open, leaving his growing erection to press against her core through their respective clothes.

“How did we wait so long for this?” Tonks laughed the moment they broke for air.

“We were being foolish,” Harry laughed before he dove back in.

Tonks melted at every one of his kisses. Even after he left her lips and started kissing along her jawline and then down to her neck, she trembled with each simple touch. Harry ran his hands along her sides, feeling the shape of her body as he worked his way down to her hips. While her robes covered her body, he could still feel what was underneath.

“You truly want me to be your next husband?” Harry asked her seriously as he pulled his face away from hers.

“If you’ll have me,” she answered breathlessly.

That was all that Harry needed to hear before he dove down towards her core and started tearing away at her clothing. Her robes were quite the hassle to hike up past her waist, but it was well worth the effort once he saw those sultry pink panties that covered up her core. There was a small dark spot that he knew indicated her arousal, and as much as he wanted to dive in to taste her right away, Harry restrained himself and focused on building her interest in him even more before he began his true efforts.

Small, subtle kisses along Tonks’ inner thighs seemed to drive her wild. Each touch sent a shiver down her spine, which led her legs to tremble and shake around Harry’s head. Even so, he didn’t stop his ministrations and continued to kiss every inch of skin that was available to him.

“Fuck,” Tonks breathed out loudly. “Just touch me.”

Harry’s breath ghosted across her crotch, and even that much made Tonks’ entire body shudder in excitement.

“Harry,” Tonks whined. “Please, I’ve waited so long for this. I can’t—”

Her breathing hitched as Harry let a single finger dance along her skin towards her core. He slipped it just beneath the hem of her panties, getting so close to her core that he could feel the heat radiating from it. He had half a mind to pull back now to make her beg more—he loved hearing the way she said his name when she was all needy and pent up—but he too was just as eager for this as Tonks was. It’d been far too long since he’d been with a woman, and Tonks was deserving of this treat.

Wetness spread across his fingertip as he ran it along her slit. Tonks’ body twitched, jolting forward as if begging him to push deeper inside of her. Harry let his finger slide in just as he leaned forward and kissed her clit through her panties.

“Oh Merlin,” Tonks moaned as she sucked in a deep breath. She grabbed the back of his head and held him there as if her life depended on it.

“You taste so good,” Harry chuckled as he kissed her clit again.

As his finger probed into her core, his other hand subtly reached into his robes and found his wand. He carefully brought it out without Tonks noticing and silently cast a vanishing spell.

Suddenly, as Tonks’ panties disappeared from her body, Harry curled his finger inside of her and surrounded her clit with his lips. The sudden feeling of actually being touched made Tonks cry out and grab onto his hair.

“Fuck me, oh, Harry,” she moaned, rocking her hips to grind her pussy against Harry’s chin.

“Maybe if you beg for it,” he teased her as he applied more pressure to that special spot inside of her core. Her back arched sharply off of the sofa as her mouth opened in a wordless scream. His tongue lapped at her swollen clit, applying enough pleasure that he feared that he might be on the verge of overwhelming her entirely, but Tonks showed no signs of wanting him to stop what he was doing.

“Please, please,” Tonks whimpered.

“Please what?”

“Just give me more. I can’t—”

Tonks was squirming beneath him, and every touch seemed to send her completely wild with lust. Her eyes were closed tightly shut and her free hand had come up to grope her breast roughly. Harry couldn’t bear it anymore to not see what she looked like under those robes, so he replicated his vanishing spell on the rest of Tonks and his clothes until they were both completely bare. Her breasts were as round and full as he remembered, and her small pink nipples were just begging to be pinched.

Harry’s long, hard cock pressed painfully against the couch cushion, dripping in precum. The added sensation of being pressed directly against the soft fabric made him buck his hips and groan into Tonks’ pussy as he kept up his ministrations. He wanted to be inside of her so badly. The heat of her core that surrounded his finger would feel so perfect around his cock.

Thankfully, Tonks seemed to be of the same mind as him.

“I need you inside of me right now,” Tonks told him breathlessly.

Harry crawled over her body, kissing her once he reached her lips. Her legs naturally wrapped around his waist as his cock prodded at her core. She reached down to line him up perfectly and then looked up into his face with the sweetest smile imaginable.

Neither of them looked away from each other’s eyes as Harry pushed inside of Tonks’ tight pussy. He moved forward slowly, savouring every inch as he stretched out her inner walls. Tonks squirmed beneath him, her hands clawing at his thighs to pull him in a bit faster.

Once every last bit of his cock was buried inside of her, Tonks let out a content sigh and squeezed her walls around his thick shaft.

“You feel so good inside of me,” she admitted, blushing slightly.

Harry kissed her again and chuckled. “I can’t imagine anything feeling better than what I’m experiencing right now.”

For several moments, neither of them moved. They each relished in the sensation of their bodies finally being connected so intimately, just staring back at each other and enjoying all of the little emotions that played out across each other’s eyes.

But after a while, Harry could feel Tonks growing impatient. Her walls started squeezing him more and more, and her hips began to rock against his. She wanted him to take her completely.

So, he began to move.

Her silken walls clung to his shaft lovingly as he steadily began to move inside of her. It was as though she didn’t want his cock to leave her, but the sheer wetness of her pussy made it too easy for him to slide back until the right moment came for him to push forward again.

Tonks moaned softly as his cock filled her up again. Her hands moved from his thighs up to the back of his neck where she pulled him in for another needy kiss as he repeated the thrust of his hips.

The slow thrusts he began with helped to really build up the momentum of Tonks’ pleasure back to exactly what it’d been when he’d used his fingers and tongue on her. It only took a few thrusts before she was moaning louder and pulling him into her with her legs. But as much as Harry enjoyed the slow pace he’d set that allowed him to truly savour every inch of her pussy, his body begged for more.

It happened accidentally. The tip of Harry’s cock suddenly went alight with pleasure, and before he realised what he was doing, he’d rammed all the way forward into Tonks’ pussy. She screamed out at that. He’d thought that he’d hurt her, but the lewd expression that overcame her face told him otherwise.

“Do that again,” she practically commanded him.

Eager to fulfil her desire, Harry pulled back and then thrust forward hard. Her walls clamped down hard around his cock, and her thighs trembled as she cried out his name.

“Fuck, Harry!”

He loved the way she said his name when she was caught up in pleasure, so he kept pounding into pussy to make her cry out again and again. Her breasts bounced wildly on her chest as her body rocked atop the sofa.

Never in his life before had Harry ever felt so connected to his partner. Tonks’ body felt like it was made for him, and seeing that lovey-dovey look on her face as she moaned made him feel ready to propose to her here and now. It was so overwhelming that his thrusts began to fall out of the rhythm he’d set. He couldn’t help it; she felt too damned good around him. His body was jerking awkwardly, but Tonks didn’t seem to care in the slightest. She just kept pulling him into her and begging for more and more.

He collapsed forward, feeling her breasts squish beneath his muscular chest. He was fucking her straight down into the sofa now, which was rocking beneath their motions. She felt so good that his mind was going all hazy. He kissed her neck breathlessly.

“Oh, Harry, I… I…”

Tonks became completely lost for words as her pussy pulsed around his cock.

“Just let go, love,” Harry whispered to her as he slammed his cock back inside of her loving hole.

Tonks couldn’t control herself anymore. Her entire body was twitching and her nails were digging into his flesh. The climax that overcame her body sent her into a wild spasm. Her words turned into nothing more than gibberish.

Harry couldn’t hold back anymore either. He felt the churning within his balls a few seconds before the sensation shot all throughout his cock. It only took two more thrusts before he exploded inside of her, filling her up with his hot seed. Waves upon waves of pleasure coursed through him, but they ended far too soon for his liking.

Although he was ready for more, his body sagged as it begged for a momentary reprieve. He kept kissing Tonks’ neck gently as their bodies both recovered from their mutual pleasure.

“I think that Teddy wouldn’t mind having a little brother or sister around,” Tonks murmured into his ear.

Harry pulled back and stared deep into her eyes. “Are you serious?”

She nodded her head confidently. “There’s no one else I’d rather have children with. You’re basically my husband in all but name. I can’t think of anything more than wanting to have your children.”

Suddenly, Harry kissed her, and his hips began to move once more. He didn’t care that his cock was overly sensitive in the moment, he was going to give Tonks what they both wanted so badly.

One big happy family.