Harry heard Tonks wake up and grinned inwardly as the shower curtain was pulled back and a very naked Tonks stepped under the spray with him. Harry captured his lover's lips with his and Tonks melted into his arms.

Tonks felt Harry's tongue swipe over her full lips and she parted them, letting his tongue plunder her mouth, exploring every corner of it. When they finally came up for a breath, Harry and Tonks held each other close, gasping for breath and gazing into the other's eyes.

Tonks felt a hardness pressing into her stomach, growing by the second.
"Someone's feeling excited today," Tonks teased, juices dripping from her slit as rather dirty thoughts raced through her head. Harry's verdant eyes darkened to almost black as the metamorphmagus dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth.

Harry moaned as Tonks swirled her tongue around the slit, lapping up the bead of precome that had formed there. He groaned in pleasure and gripped her hot pink locks when Tonks started deepthroating him, taking advantage of her metamorphmagus abilities to accommodate his formidable size.

Tonks looked up to her lover's face, saw that he was on the edge, and promptly stopped sucking him off.

''Tease!" Harry growled at his giggling girlfriend. Tonks just kept laughing at his misery. "I'll show you teasing!"

The metamorphmagus stopped giggling with a mixed look of arousal and abject terror on her face.

Harry lifted the petite Auror and pressed her back against the tiled wall. When she gave a token protest, he plunged his tongue into her, alternatively swirling it around that sweet bundle of nerves and plunging it inside her velvety wetness.

Tonks' breathing grew ragged with anticipation and pleasure and her petite frame began to shake with her oncoming release.

When she moaned, "Harry, I'm-," her smirking boyfriend straightened and she realized the pleasurable torture she had brought upon herself.

Three more times Harry brought Tonks to the brink of orgasm, only to deny her that sweet release. The fifth time, the needy witch begged for release. She pleaded all the while she was receiving endless pleasure, to be finally ripped apart by a toecurling orgasm that made her collapse into Harry's willing arms.

Tonks released herself from her lover's embrace and kissed him lightly.

"Harry," she whispered.

"What, love?" Harry asked warily, knowing how crazy some of her ideas were.

"I want you to fuck me."

Harry looked unsure, "Are you sure, love?"

"Yes. I've been waiting for this for a long time, you know."

''I thought-"

''Just shut up and do me," Tonks demanded.

Harry took the hint and lifted his girlfriend into a more comfortable position.

"Are you-"

Tonks pulled herself towards him, impaling herself on his length. She winced and Harry immediately asked if she was okay to continue.

"Gimme a minute," Tonks whispered, adjusting to his width. "Okay, you can move now." Harry started out with slow, gentle strokes, allowing the pink-haired Auror to adjust to the feeling. He then progressively thrusted faster and harder until he was pistoning in and out of his girlfriend.

Harry started swirling his tongue around her girlfriend's nipples, the added pleasure causing her to throw her head back in another shattering orgasm, her muscles squeezing Harry into his own release. The couple shook with pleasure as their rode out their respective orgasms with a fulfilling kiss.

Tonks gazed into Harry's swirling emerald eyes and kissed him again, just as he stared into her eyes and wondered how he managed to get such an amazing girl to love him.

The couple smiled at each other and began to wash each others' backs. No words were needed between the two.

Basking in the afterglow, the lovers finished a very satisfying shower and started their days with dreamy smiles.