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Fleur Delacour was the happiest woman in the world tonight. After years of dating her boyfriend Bill, she was finally getting married to him! The young witch could not even put into words just excited she was! Her dream was finally coming true!
Ever since she had met Bill a couple of years ago, Fleur knew she would never be able to find someone better. He was just the perfect partner for her. The older wizard was as smart as he was tall and handsome, possessing a dry sense of humour that came as naturally as breathing. Dating Bill was the best decision Fleur had ever made. She just loved the fact that, unlike other guys, he could look past her outer beauty and see what was inside of her.
Fleur adored Bill for this one thing. Since she was a young girl, the beautiful witch had always wished for a boyfriend who would love her for herself and not for her unnatural beauty because of her Veela heritage. Unfortunately, she had never managed to find that special someone in France. No, Fleur had to first go through several failed relationships in her younger years until she arrived in Britain and finally met William.
Unable to help herself, Fleur had quickly fallen head over heels for him. She was so much in love with Bill, in fact, that six months into their relationship, she had decided that she was going to marry him despite her mother's protests.
It irritated Fleur even now to remember just how much her mother had been against her decision to marry Bill. The older witch had no problem with her daughter dating the red-haired boy as long as she wanted; however, she was firmly against the idea of Fleur taking Bill for a husband, at least not before she had sex with him one time.
Fleur recalled the huge fight she had with her mother when she had informed her of her decision to get married to Bill.
It had been almost six months ago. After her boyfriend had proposed to her, Fleur had decided to take a special International Portkey to France to share the news with her mother. Arriving at their family coven with huge excitement in her belly, Fleur had informed her mother of the good news, only for Madame Appoline Delacour to smash it all to pieces.
"What do you mean you're marrying 'im, ma chérie? You 'ave only been dating that Eeenglish boy for two years, right? That's not enough time to make such an important decision, mon Ange."
Fleur couldn't help but bristle in response to her mother's judgmental and confrontational words. "Maman, why are you always like this? Can't you just be 'appy for me?!" She had asked her mother in an indignant tone.
Lady Appoline had looked stunned at her answer. "I'm not trying to ruin your 'appiness, my dear Fleur. I'm just trying to look out for you. I don't think you're thinking clearly, my daughter."
As her mother finished speaking, Fleur shook her head fiercely, a stubborn expression on her face. "No! I 'ave made up my mind, Mama. I'm going to marry Bill whether you like it or not."
Realizing she wasn't going to change her mind, her mother started to almost plead to her, "B-but Fleur, do not be so hasty, my darling," she said, coming closer to her and placing her hands on her shoulder. "Tell me, 'ave you even 'ad sex with your William yet? Ze last time we talked, you told me zat you were still waiting to see if 'e was ze right guy for you or not? So, tell me, my cher, did you manage to make a decision during all zat time?"
Fleur shrugged Appoline's hands off her shoulders. Turning away from the older woman, she rolled her eyes and let out a loud groan at her mother's question. "Mon Dieu, Maman! Is zat it?! Are you really against me marrying Bill because we 'aven't 'ad sex yet?" The younger Veela tossed her silvery-blonde hair over her shoulder in agitation as she continued, "For your information, Maman, Bill and I 'ave decided to not sleep with each other until our wedding night. My boyfriend loves ze fact zat I'm still a virgin. He 'as told me zat he's patient enough to wait for me to be his wife before making love to me."
Fleur then turned back around and shot a heated glare at Appoline, placing her hands on her hips. "Not zat any of zat is your business! Anyway, why do you care so much about ze fact that I'm not being intimate with my boyfriend?"
"Because I don't want you to make ze same mistake zat I did, dear," Appoline replied to her daughter with a desperate look on her face. "You know zat I love your papa, mon petit amour. Jéan is a wonderful man and a great father to you and your sister, but ze truth is, I 'ave always regretted the fact zat I didn't 'ave sex with 'im before we got married. If I knew zat 'e was going to be so poor in bed, I don't think I would've married 'im. Your father 'as never managed to satisfy me even once in the last twenty-five years, Fleur. Do you know 'ow 'ard zat is for a Veela to go through, my darling?"
Fleur could only look up at her mother with a stunned look on her face as she continued, "We Veelas are creatures made of love, ma chére. Once we become old enough to have sex, sexual pleasure becomes one of ze most important parts of our lives. As a result, our nature demands us to find a partner who can take care of our overwhelming needs. Tell me, Fleur, does it not take all your resolve to not bed your boyfriend every time you're together? To climb on top of 'im and ride 'im until you reach your orgasm. I know you 'ave only remained a virgin so far because you don't want to be a typical example of a Veela, my daughter. But tell me, is it not hard to keep such tight control over yourself? To never fulfil your desires even though you are burning from ze inside."
Appoline made her voice a bit softer as she kept trying to convince her daughter to see her point of view, "You want to marry your boyfriend, Fleur, zen go ahead. I'm not going to stop you. I'm sure your Bill is a good man who would love you forever. However, love is not going to be enough, my daughter. We Veelas need men who can fuck us all night and still keep going in ze morning. That's ze only way ze fire inside of us can be tamed. So, my dear Fleur, make sure your boyfriend can take care of your needs, because otherwise you will regret it for ze rest of your life."
As Appoline finished speaking, Fleur didn't have anything in response to say to her mother. She didn't understand why the older Veela was so worried that William would not be able to please her in bed. He was a strong, powerful wizard who was surely blessed with a big, fat cock which he would use to satisfy her with once they were married and all. However, for some reason, her mother seemed to think that Bill might be a poor lover like her father.
In the end, Fleur decided that her mother was being far too paranoid for no reason at all. She was certain that Bill would be perfectly capable of taking care of his husbandly duties come their wedding night. So, ignoring Appoline's warnings, Fleur decided to go ahead with her decision to stay a virgin until her marriage.
That decision brought Fleur here tonight.
Earlier in the day, she and her husband Bill had gotten married at the Weasleys’ home in St. Ottery Catchpole – a tiny little village in the middle of nowhere oinDevon County in England. Their wedding ceremony was a quiet, little affair with only close friends and family attending since the current situation in Britain didn’t make it safe for them to invite a large number of guests to the event.
Honestly, Fleur decided she didn’t mind getting married like this. Sure, she had always envisioned having a grand wedding ceremony, but the reality wasn’t so bad at all. Fleur had everyone she wanted to be there on her wedding day, including her parents and sister, and extended family, along with a couple of close friends.
All in all, Fleur came to the conclusion that her wedding day was a complete success. There was plenty of laughter and dancing during the event, not to mention that her and Bill's wedding vows had left several of the guests teary-eyed and emotional. The beautiful bride had also thoroughly enjoyed her first dance with her husband and father, the two most important men in her life, taking her for a spin on the dance floor.
Finally, as the sun began to set on the horizon and the event died down slowly, Fleur waved goodbye to her friends and family along with Bill near the front gate of the wedding venue. To her absolute joy, all the guests looked happy as they departed. Most of them had clearly taken advantage of the open bar, considering they were looking quite drunk on their feet as they apparated away to their individual homes, but Fleur decided she didn't mind it. Instead, she was thrilled that everyone had a good time at her wedding.
As the last of their guests vanished, Fleur turned to her husband with a huge smile. "Are you excited for tonight, my love?" She asked him softly.
Bill offered her a tipsy grin in response. He leaned down towards her, his lips brushing against her sensitive earlobe as he said, "I-I can't wait to fuck you, baby," he whispered to her in a sexy voice, words slurring slightly as they came out of his mouth.
Fleur couldn't help it as she started to feel aroused at her husband's words. She had been waiting to hear that from Bill for years. Grabbing his hand in hers, she squeezed it gently before giving him a saucy smile.
The husband and wife were interrupted from speaking to each other any further as Molly Weasley arrived before them all of a sudden.
"Oh, this was such a beautiful wedding," the red-haired witch told the two of them with a beaming smile as she dabbed her moist eyes with a handkerchief. Then, turning to Bill, she said in a wobbly voice, "I'm so proud of you, my dear. You looked so handsome today."
Fleur watched as Molly's words hit a drunk Bill in the feels. Suddenly, her husband started to look a bit emotional as he said, "Love you, Mum," he said, pulling her into a tight hug.
Fleur watched in a little discomfort as the mother and son duo kept hugging each other for a long time before finally separating almost reluctantly.
"I love you too, son. I'm so happy for you," Molly said as she kissed Bill on the cheek before saying to both him and her, "All right, you two, come along now. I have your room prepared for you," she said, beginning to head towards the Burrow.
Suddenly, Fleur could hear alarm bells ringing inside her head at Molly's words. She grabbed the back of Bill's coat before he could follow after his mother like a chicken hen. Instead, she elbowed him in the side to quickly say something.
Contrary to her expectations, however, Bill shrugged his shoulders at her, giving her a helpless look. Not for the first time, the thought went through Fleur's head that her husband was a real momma's boy. He never went against anything his mother said.
Scowling at her husband. Fleur steadied him quickly before he could lose his balance as he swayed slightly on his feet. "Exactly 'ow drunk are you?" She hissed at him.
Bill offered her a lazy grin in response. It was clear that he had drunk his fair share of wine during the wedding ceremony.
Sighing, Fleur decided she would have to deal with this situation herself as she called after the plump witch, "Erm Molly, I'm sorry, but Bill and I, we were thinking zat we would 'ead to ze Shell Cottage right after ze wedding ceremony, you know? It's just... we wanted to spend our first night as 'usband and wife in our own 'ome, you see?" She explained to the older witch.
Molly turned around to look at Fleur in response to what she said. Looking a little bemused by her request, she dismissed her idea with an airy flick of her wrist. "Oh, you guys can head there tomorrow, Fleur. Shell Cottage isn't going anywhere. It'll be your home for the rest of your life," the older witch said, coming closer to her. She then placed her hands on her shoulders and looked into her eyes as she said, "But tonight, I really want you two to stay at the Burrow. I've already prepared Bill's old room for you tonight. In fact, I spent the entire morning decorating it for you two newlyweds. You're not going to let all my hard work go to waste now, are you, Fleur?"
The Veela couldn't say anything in response to the redhead without coming across as ungrateful to her new mother-in-law. So, feeling defeated, Fleur offered Molly a reluctant smile, "Alright, as you wish, Molly."
The older witch beamed at her in response. She then told them to follow after her, leading them inside the Burrow before stopping at the bottom of the spiral wooden staircase. Molly then turned to the newlywed couple with an amused look in her eyes.
"Alright, Good night, you two. Have fun," she said to her and Bill with a giggle before leaving upstairs to her bedroom.
Fleur watched her leave before turning to Bill. She expected to still find him drunk; however, to her pleasant surprise, her husband suddenly looked a lot more sober now. He was shaking his head slightly, causing his long red hair to bounce around his face.
"Hm. Looks like Mum hit me with a sobering charm before leaving," Bill said suddenly as he looked at her, answering the unspoken question on her face.
Fleur thanked Molly silently inside her head. She then offered her husband a sexy smile, "Ready for the best night of your life, 'usband?" She asked him with a playful grin.
In response, Bill let out a hearty chuckle before sweeping her off her feet. "Oh, I think I'm pretty ready, my wife."
He then proceeded to carry her up the small, narrow wooden staircase before coming to a stop as they reached Bill's bedroom on the fourth floor.
Fleur watched as Bill, while still carrying her in his arms, turned the knob, causing the door to swing open. He then stepped inside the room, closing the door behind him with a kick of his foot.
As he placed her down on her feet, Fleur couldn't believe just how excited she was as she stood with Bill in his bedroom. She had been waiting for this moment for such a long time. As a Veela, Fleur had been keeping her true self under complete control for so many years. By vowing to never have sex before marriage, she had buried an essential part of herself under immense pressure. However, tonight, she could let go of all her inhibitions and enjoy herself to the fullest.
Unable to control herself any longer, Fleur launched herself at Bill, kissing him on the lips with huge passion. As her tongue slipped inside his mouth, she released her tight control over Veela allure, allowing it to flow freely for the first time in years.
For the next few seconds, Bill and Fleur kept kissing each other for a few seconds before the Veela suddenly broke their kiss. Looking up at her husband with a flushed face and a hungry look in her eyes, she growled sexily, "Fuck me, William. I really need your cock inside of my pussy."
Her words caused her husband to let out an animalistic growl before he pushed her onto the large double bed in the centre of the bedroom. As she bounced on the springy mattress, Fleur let out a giggle before she crooked a finger, beckoning him closer.
In response, Bill jumped on the bed also. He proceeded to kiss her immediately as the two of them began to quickly remove their clothes. Soon, both Fleur and Bill were completely naked, with her lying on her back and him on top of her.
Fleur gave Bill a sexy smile as she spread her legs open wide in invitation. "Give me your cock, mon amour," she said to him in a husky voice as she felt the tip of his cock lining up against her pussy.
Bill looked down at her with lust-filled eyes. "As you wish, my darling," he said to her softly before thrusting his hips forward.
The French Veela let out a small gasp as something solid slid inside of her. Her virgin walls parted around the intrusion eagerly, welcoming it in with happiness. However, to Fleur's surprise, the thing in her pussy felt like it was too small to be Bill's actual penis. Confused, she looked down between her legs to see what was going on.
Her beautiful blue eyes widened in shock as she saw Bill pull his hips back a little as he began to fuck her harder and got a first glimpse of his dick as it came out of her pussy.
For a second, Fleur couldn't believe her eyes. She thought she was hallucinating. Unfortunately, it was true what she was seeing. Her husband Bill had a micro-penis.
Even fully erect, his dick was barely three inches long and almost as thin as her thumb in the girth.
Suddenly, Fleur remembered her mother's warning from months ago. Appoline had warned her that it might be possible that her husband wouldn't be able to please her in bed. At that time, Fleur had dismissed her mother's concerns; however, she couldn't believe it was actually coming true on her wedding night.
While she was still reeling from this earth-shattering revelation, Bill, who was still on top of Fleur, started to breathe harder. Sometime in the last thirty seconds since they had started to have sex with each other, his face had turned red, and he was panting as if he had exerted himself too much.
Suddenly, without warning, Bill let out a loud growl and began thrusting his hips faster before slamming his cock into Fleur's pussy as deep as he could. “Ohhh God! Fuckkkk, I'm cumming!” He suddenly moaned loudly.
Unfortunately, for the Veela, it wasn't that much of a difference from earlier, as she still could not feel her husband's tiny cock inside of her even now.
Instead, Fleur watched in complete shock as Bill slumped down on top of her, having already finished having sex with her. A part of her couldn't help but notice that even though her husband had just finished inside of her, she couldn't feel any of his cum in her pussy. She realized with a grimace that Bill had reached a dry climax when he finished inside of her.
Stunned and in total disbelief, Fleur couldn't believe what had just happened to her on her wedding night.