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Speaking of mating...Sprawling on the narrow bed, Harry slid his hand over one breast, and as he felt the soft, round nipple harden, he gave in to an ancient instinct, taking the other nipple in his mouth. Luna's mouth went dry, and she stroked his neck and his tousled hair, as he alternated touching and sucking at her breasts. Because he was enjoying himself, and also because he didn't really know what he was doing, he kept it up for a long time. Luna began to moan. He could feel her heart beating wildly under his cheek, and suddenly realized how out of character this was for the both of them. He wondered for a moment if he was doing the right thing. If she regretted this later, he could lose the friend that mattered most to him, and he didn't want that. "Luna..." "Shhh...we're living life to the fullest, remember?" Smiling, she slid her fingers across his sweaty forehead, pushing back the fringe of hair with a delicate touch. Encouraged, Harry brought his mouth back up to hers, and moved his hand down. He pushed up her skirt stroking the smooth flesh of her inner thigh with his thumb, exploring. He began to move his hand in slow circles, higher and higher, and her breathing became even heavier. Harry cupped his hand between her legs, and Luna raised her hips a little so he could pull off her underwear, revealing more soft flesh to explore. She felt warm and pressing down further, he found her wet center. He slipped his finger inside her, moving it in and out. He matched every stroke below with a deep kiss, leaving Luna panting and breathless.