Sunday
January 1st
I woke up with a slight headache as the sun shined in through the bedroom window. I gently turned my body around to face Harry as he began to stir. His eyes slightly fluttered opened before he smirked. "Good morning, darling.." His raspy voice spoke. "Morning.." I smiled before he kissed me, I felt the kiss become more heated as he hovered me with his hand on my waist. He bunched up the bottom of the jumper giving him access to the waist band of my panties as he tugged on them. "Harry.." I spoke. He hummed as he began to kiss my neck as I softly moaned. "Can I try something on you?" He asked, "Your mum is in the next bedroom." I whispered. "Then you'll just have keep quiet, love." He said as he trailed down my body as pulled me to the edge of the bed. "Baby.." I giggled, he kissed my tummy before he pressed his lips softly to my inner thigh. He then pulled my panties down my thighs tossing them off to the side. I bit down my lip as he spread my legs. I felt his mouth kiss my sensitive skin as I arched my back slightly. I reached my hand down running my fingers through his hair. He hummed against me, I squirmed as I was in attempt to not moan loudly. I slightly pulled myself away before he pulled me closer to his face. He held my waist down as my breathing was heavy. I whimpered. I brought the sleeve up the jumper up to my mouth biting down on it as I reached my climax.
Harry got off the bed before he walked into the loo. I came down from my high as my chest heaved as he walked back into the bedroom. "Fuck sake Harry..you know how to kick off a new year." He chuckled. "Well now that you've had your breakfast, can I have mine?" I asked. "Well, alright then." He got up on his knees as he jokingly untied his flannels. "No, you ding-dong." I giggled as I whacked him with the pillow behind me . "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. C'mere." He chuckled before I scoot myself to the edge of the bed as he cleaned off my effect with the wet cloth. Harry was so sweet with his aftercare treatment. Something about just made me feel—cared for. Even though I was in a position where I was vulnerable, he was sweet and gently. He finished before he looked up at me, my lip began to curl into a small smile. "What?" He asked. "Nothing.." I said. "You're wondering why I do it, aren't you?" I paused before nodding. "Well, I guess I always believed that in a healthy relationship, aftercare helps create that feeling of closeness and intimacy. I think of it as a way of making the other person feel like they're being taken care of and appreciated." He explained. "Well, I do. Thank you.." I softly smiled. "I'm happy to." He smiled. He got up to throw the cloth into his hamper in the bathroom. "Okay, darling. What would you like for breakfast?" He asked. "I could do cereal." I told him. "Alright then, c'mon." He said. I got out of bed before my legs gave out and I fell to the floor. "Oh my god! Are you okay?" He asked. "Yea, my legs were a little weak is all." He snorted, "Sorry, love." Harry came over helping me off the floor. I picked up my panties and put them on before walking out into the kitchen in the oversized jumper to be greeted by Anne.
"Well, morning you two." She chimed.
"Morning." I spoke. "Morning, Mumma." Harry pecked her cheek. "Are Gem and Michal still asleep?" Harry asked. "They went for a walk this morning. I felt Harry draw his hand across my lower back before he made his way to the cabinet. "I'm making some pancakes if you guys want any." Anne said. "Is that alright with you, darling." Harry asked me. I nodded as I sat down on the stool at the counter.
We were eating our breakfast when Anne began to spark a conversation. "Any plans for you two today?" She asked. "Well, I have a shift at 1:00 so I should be getting ready to go soon. I'm going to go get dressed." I said finishing up my plate, I began to walk towards the dishwasher before Harry stopped me. "I've got it, darling. Go get dressed and I'll take you home." I nodded before he took my plate.
I was getting dressed when I overheard Harry and his mum having a conversation. "She's a quiet one." Anne's voice spoke. "She's a little shy, yea. But she's sweet." I heard Harry say. "She seems like a very nice girl. Do you like her, sweetheart?" She asked. "I like her a lot. She's sweet, she's caring. She's perfect, mum. I think I'm gonna marry that girl one day." I heard him from behind the door. I smiled before I opened the door. "You ready, darling.." I nodded. "Yea." "Wait, before you go. Would you like a bagel for the road?" She asked. "Sure." I said. "Do you have cinnamon raisin?" I asked her, Cinnamon Raisin was my favorite. "I do!" She replied. "There you go, sweetheart." Anne handed me a split bagel in a napkin. "Thank you, Anne and thank you so much for having me." I hugged her, her embrace was warm and motherly. It felt nice. "Oh you're so welcome, sweet girl. Come back any time." She smiled. "I will." I replied. Harry said his goodbyes and asked to say goodbye to Gemma, Michal, and Darren. Harry and I walked out to the car to head out. I buckled in my seatbelt as Harry buckled his. "Alright, let's get you home." He said before he pulled down the road for our half hour drive home.
As we drove, Harry held my hand intertwining our fingers. "Did you have a nice time, baby?" He asked kissing the top of my hand. "I did, love. I did. And to be honest, I think I might like your mum and sister more than you." I joked. "Hey!" He whined, I giggled. "I'm kidding, hun. But I really like them. They're really sweet. I had fun." I told him. "I'm glad.." He smiled.
We pulled up in front of my house. Harry was a gentlemen who opened my door for me. "Thank you for inviting me and for the drive home." I said. "Of course. Should I wait to give you a ride?" He asked. "No, it's okay. It's not a far walk." I told him. "Are you sure?" He asked. "Yes, I'll be okay." I reassured. "Okay." He kissed me pressing me up against his car with his hands on my waist. "Matilda!" I heard my father's voice call out. I pulled away. I looked over Harry's shoulder to see my dad standing on the front porch. "Good afternoon, sir." Harry spoke giving him a small wave. Dad made a small scowl look across his face. Harry turned back to face me. I placed my hand on his chest as I leaned my forehead onto his chest. I sighed, Harry put his hand on top of mine. "I'll call you after my shift, okay? Will you be home?" I asked, he nodded with a soft smile. I pecked his lips once more before I turned to walk away as I slowly let go of his fingers. "Bye, darling.." He said, I waved goodbye as I met with my dad on the porch step as Harry got into car to drive away. "Who's that?" My father asked. "He's a friend, dad." I said as I began to walk into the house. "Doesn't look like just a friend." He snarked. "Well, my love life and who I see isn't your business because you don't care to like or get to know anyone I talk to that you don't know." I told him. "Hey! I don't need your attitude." His tone raised. "I'm not giving an attitude. I'm just talking- I'm just not gonna start with you. I'm in a good mood. I'm going to go get ready for work." I said walking towards my bedroom. I changed into my waitressing dress and apron before grabbing my tote, my keys, and jacket as I walked out the door.
When I arrived at the diner, there were 2 cars and truck in the lot. One of the cars being Birdie's. I guess business was really slow today. I walked in to see to see Birdie sitting at the counter counting money. "Hi, sweetheart. Happy New Year! You here to pick up a check?" She asked. "Happy New Year, I thought I was here for my shift since I was on the schedule." I replied as I began to take off my coat. "I'm so sorry, sweet pea. I accidentally put you on down. I forgot I was having the guys to come clean up the floors. I will pay you extra on the next payday for coming today." She apologized. "You don't have to do that." I declined. "I want to. I'm so sorry you had to walk all the way down here." She apologized. "It's alright." I told her. "Do you need a ride home?" She asked. "Actually, would you mind dropping me off at Harry's on your way home?" I asked her. "Of course, you wanna see your man?" I blushed. "Yes, yes I do." I smiled.
Birdie locked up the diner before we walked to her car. I gave Birdie the directions to Harry's address and she dropped me off at the front door of the complex. I thanked her for the ride before I quickly made my way to the door to buzz Harry's unit. I buzzed twice, "Yea?" "It's me. Let me in, it's cold." I said slightly bouncing to keep warm. "Okay, okay. C'mon up, darling." He chuckled. I heard the door unlock before I walked inside to get onto the lift head up to Harry's floor.
I exited the elevator before I made my way down the end of the hall. Before I could even knock the door opened. "Hi, baby." Harry picked me up off the floor. "Hi." I giggled as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He leaned his head forward to give me a peck. "I thought you had work?" He asked. "Birdie accidentally put me on the schedule. She's having the floors cleaned, so I asked her she dropped me off. Thought I could surprise you." I smiled. "Well, I'm happy to see you, darling." He smiled before kissing me. He then carried me into his unit. We entered into the kitchen as he placed me onto the countertop of the island table. "I was making lunch, you hungry for a sandwich?" He asked. "Sure! But only if you got peanut butter." I said, he chuckled. "Wow, you're a pretty simple eater." He said, I scrunched my nose. "That's just a nice way of saying picky eater. But, yes. I have the palate of a five year old." I said. He chuckled again, I was quiet as I had become slightly embarrassed. "Everything okay?" He asked. "Yea.." I lied, he knew. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Can I be honest with you?" I questioned. "Of course, darling." He replied as he sat down on the stool in front of me. "It's just, I've always been picky and I keep my meals simple because and it's just a sensory issue as well as having food tolerances and allergies. It's just a little embarrassing when you're 25 and you eat like a kid because you're neurodivergent with sensory issues that don't let you try new things." I blurted. "And now you think I'm weirdo." I said, he chuckled. "No, I don't think you're a weirdo. You, my love, are perfect." He tapped my nose. I sighed. "Hey," He placed his finger under my chin lifting my head. "It's nothing to be ashamed of, darling." He said, I softly smiled. He smiled back at me before kissing me. He kissed me. Harry began to kiss my neck as he began to unbutton my skirt and pull off my panties. "Harry.." I giggled. "Just giving a little replay of this morning since we're alone now." He stood up to kiss me before he pressed his lips softly to my inner thigh as he spread my legs. He then went down on my attaching his lips to my tender bud like he did this morning. I arched my back. He had definitely picked up the pace than he had at daybreak. I reached my hand down running my fingers through his hair once again. I scooted myself closer to his face as he had a grip on both of my hips. I had never moaned out loud, usually I was quiet or just heavy breathing. "Don't stop, baby." I began to squirm as I felt it in the pit of my stomach. Harry held down my hips before I reached my end. "God, you're good." I blurted. "And that's my apology.." He spoke.