Fleur takes charge.

Fleur moved in and met his lips to hers.

Harry froze briefly. Then came to life. His hand rapping around her and pulling their nude bodies together.

Her hard nipples pressed against his chest and his hands moved down her back.

Fleur had one hand in his messy hair and another going down. Then she grabbed on.

Harry moaned as her soft hand wrapped around his hard cock.

"Like that do you Harry?" Fleur teased against his lips.

"Yeah." Harry muttered.

"You have a very nice cock." She noted.

Fleur stroked the whole time fighting his tongue with her own as she rubbed her tits against his chest.

Harry was lost in the world of pleasure he didn’t know exited. She was so much better than his own hand.

Fleur broke the kiss and decided to take this further.