4th day in a row bc you're comments are so sweet and funny and yeah, basically keep em coming so I'm inspired to write faster!
And idk I've been getting messages asking for smut and another Harry pov so well yeah here this chapter is for you guys.
Not really completely smutty but eh I tried. I also had to alter a few words bc I didn't wanna be rater r and stuff so bare with me.
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I gave her my clothes. I didn't feel like giving her another one of my mother's nightgowns, and I certainly didn't want her to where any of Charlotte's in case she sees and decides to harm my Anna - I mean Anna.
Just Anna.
Christ, what is happening to me? I can't be attached to her, to anyone really. I can't risk it. I know my father would personally hang me if I disobeyed him, and I'm selfish enough to chose my own life over anything else.
But her blue eyes are just so -
I shook my head having half a mind to go back inside her new room and take back my clothes, but I couldn't possibly make her sleep in that dress, could I?
Wait, why do I care if she's comfortable or not? She's just a slave, she shouldn't even have her own room.
My hand reaches for the handle that would lead me back into her room.
But then she's been through so much for today already, I should leave her to get some rest.
I step back, retracting my hand an-
But it'll give me a reason to see her again, despite the fact that I had literally just left her alone a minute ago.
I go for the handle again.
"Son?" I hear my mother's voice ring out in the hallway, causing me to jump away from the door as if I had done something wrong.
I turn to see my mother accompanied by two guards heading for my room, but before she could go in, she spots me just outside of Anna's new room.
"What are you doing out here? I have been looking everywhere for you this whole day!" She scolds, and I brace myself for the lecture I knew was coming. She would go on and on and on about how I left in the middle of the parade. How I should be more responsible because I am a pri- "Where's Annalyn?" She questions, catching me by surprise.
"What?" I say, confused on why she was looking for her.
"The guards said you left to escort her back. What happened? Was she hurt? Is she okay now?" She asks, her eyes then narrowing on me as a small knowing smirk found its way onto her mouth. "You've been with her all day, haven't you?" She says, her eyebrows rising.
I could feel my cheeks heat up slightly and I tried my best not to look away. "No, I was attending to some other business." I deny, although by the smile on my mother's face I knew it was useless to pretend.
She chuckles before looking over her shoulders at the two guards. "Leave us." She says. Both guards bow before leaving.
I quickly notice one of them, a brunette with blue eyes send a quick glare at my mother before leaving, but I decided to brush it off and leave it for tomorrow's agenda.
I watch as the guards leave but my mother speaks up and catches my attention again. "You like her, Harry, don't you?" She says. Her tone tells me she already knows the answer.
"Maybe." I say and look away, still unwilling to admit it, but Anna's face as she stared me down flashes in my mind and I can't help but let my heart skip a beat.
She has got to be the first person who isn't family that has ever bothered to show me any emotion. And that either makes her brave or reckless, two qualities that most girls don't have but should. It makes her different from the rest. A really good kind of different.
Okay, yes, I like her.
But I'm not saying it out loud.
My mother chuckles again before she glances up at the door behind me. I instinctively take a step to the side, blocking it from her.
Her smile brightens when I did so. "She's in there, isn't she? You gave her her own chamber." She says, more of a statement rather than a question.
I don't deny it.
She walks closer and I block her path again. "Mother, please. She's had a long day, she needs to rest." I say but she was persistent.
"I just wanna talk." Is all she says before side-stepping me and opening the door before I could stop her.
I turn around, immediately my eyes pop out my head as I see Anna through the open door. She was wearing my shirt - and nothing else.
It reached just under her bum, not even midthigh as I was not much taller than her. I couldn't stop myself from running my eyes up and down her legs, the shirt also unbuttoned at the top revealing a convenient amount of her breasts.
She screams when she notices that I was looking, making me turn away and my mother to block my view.
She pokes her head out of the door. "Go to your room, Harry." My mother tells me before she closes the door completely, leaving me outside in the hallway - standing like an idiot with a growing hard on in my pants.
Anna's long legs are burning in my mind and I couldn't help but fantasize about wrapping them around my waist as I pound into her. Sweet, sweet moans leaving her mouth whenever I would hit the right spot. My name coming from her lips as she begs for more.
Fuck.
I immediately head for my room, locking the door behind me immediately.
Whenever I had these sort of moments I would have called on one of my kittens, but as of now the idea of someone who was not my Anna touching me made me feel like running for the hills.
I made my way to my bed, my imagination merely replaying Anna's soft moans in my head as I hurriedly discarded my pants.
A sigh of relief pushes past my lips as my côck is finally freed from its restraints.
I grip it in my hand not bothering on going slow as I flicked my wrist as fast as I could, pleasure immediately coursing through my body.
I close my eyes, seeing Anna underneath me, her back arching and her nails digging into my back as I thrust into her tight little pûssy. The headboard of the bed rocking against the wall as I push my côck deeper into her.
"Anna." I groan as my head tilts back against my pillows, hand still pumping my dîck trying desperately to reach my high as I imagined the feisty blue-eyed girl asking me if she could come.
"Harry? I - oh dear lord!" I hear someone enter the room and I jolt. My eyes fly open and I let go of myself, gripping the closest pillow and pushing it over my still hard member.
"Mother!" I exclaim, my breathing still in pants as I use my elbows to sit up and look at the woman by my door who seemed to have been traumatized.
"What are you doing!" She screams at me, her back still facing me as she refused to turn around.
"What do you think? The door was locked for a reason!" I yell, completely frustrated that I didn't get the release I needed, but the exchange of words right now was already making me lose the mood as I feel myself growing soft.
She coughs in reply, as if wishing she had respected my privacy before speaking up. "Well, get dressed and leave." She commands.
"What? This is my room. I-" I start to say but she cuts me off.
"I'll be needing this room for tonight." She says.
"For what?" I question, still not bothering to follow her and put my pants back on.
"For something." She vaguely answers. I was about to protest but she immediately says something that changes my mind. "So you'll have to sleep in the room next to this one."
I'm up on my feet in seconds, already pulling the black fabric up my legs.
I walk - borderline run - past my mother for the door, and I swear I see her smirking at me.
"Have a fun night." She says once I'm out of my own chamber. She closes the door and I find myself smiling like an idiot as I walk briskly towards the next set of doors, paying no mind to the guards standing out in the hallway.
I was just about to burst in when I think it over on how stupid I would look ripping open her doors and smiling like a maniac.
I clear my throat, forcing a nonchalant look on my face. "Hey." I practice, but I find my voice a bit too high for my liking.
"Hey." I try again, lowering my voice.
"Hey." One more try, just a little bit lower.
"Hey." My voice came out too deep, sounding like a creep in the alley and I immediately shake my head and clear my throat again.
"Hey." I say, finally contented with as I slowly opened the door.
"He-" she's asleep.
I felt rather disappointed that I wouldn't be able to have another sort of conversation with her, but I was glad she was able to rest now. She deserves it after all she's been through today.
I personally don't like that Zach guy. They hugged one too many times for my liking, and I swear to the heavens that if he really did lie to Anna about her family being dead I will have him hung by his balls and beaten to death.
I strip myself of my clothing, leaving only my underwear on. Mainly because this is how I slept anyway, but partly because I was sleeping in the same bed as Anna and I was just hoping for more contact.
I walk quietly to the bed, lifting the covers gently and shuffling under them. I quickly move over towards Anna and place my arm around her waist, bringing her back to my front and nuzzling my face into her neck.
"So soft." I mumble. "So warm."
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I'm not sure about the smut scene bc I kept putting it off and all I could think is "God is watching me rn."
dO U GUYS LIKE THE NEW COVER BC I LOVE IT. IT'S THE FIRST TIME SOMEONE DESIGNED A COVER FOR THIS STORY (the first one was mine and it was ugh) ILYSM @LarryDoingTheDeed !!
My q for u:
1. Do you like cocky prince harry more or cutie awkward prince harry? (In this story okay let's not bring the prince of england guy into this)
2. Top 3 fave Johnny Depp movies? (Personally, I looooove Sweeney Todd)