My feet left a faint damp trail on the royal blue carpet as I tiptoed swiftly across the landing from the bathroom back to Harry's room, clutching my towel up underneath my arms. A soft flickering of light shone through the cracks of his parents' bedroom door as I passed, alongside a hushed lull of laughter and voices, presumably a combination of the TV and their bedside chatter.
Reaching his room, I pushed the already slightly ajar door to and slipped into the dimly lit room, pushing it gently behind me.
"Close it properly then" Harry spoke; his mouthends curling upwards subtly as his eyes flickered towards my wet frame, before quickly averting their focus back to the TV.
His arms were rested behind his head to prop it up, feet stretched out almost to the end of the bed; the hem of his black t-shirt revealing a slight band of tanned skin just above his joggers as a result.
Smirking to myself, I clicked the door shut, before grabbing my moisturiser from the side and perching my still-damp body on the end of the bed. Even though my back was turned to him, I could feel his eyes present upon my towel-clad body. I ignored him, beginning to rub the cool white lotion carefully into my hot skin, reaching up my arms and around my shoulders. I could hear his breathing deepen above the soft sounds coming from the TV, and the bed rocked slightly as he moved across the duvet to where I was; my body falling back into the weight of his presence on the bed as his hot breath tickled my neck. Placing a leg either side of me, he reached his arms around my body, taking the bottle from my hold.
"Here, let me."
My stomach flipped as his deep monotonous voice spoke softly into my ear, his hands quick to find themselves upon my back, rubbing sensually between my shoulder blades. The effect he had upon me never failed to surprise me, even after a year and a half of being together. I closed my eyes and focused all off my attention towards his soft touch as his hands inched their way across my collar bones; his fingertips lingering tormentingly upon my skin. I inhaled deeply, rolling my head back into the crook of his neck as his hands continued their work; his lips hovering just inches from my exposed neck.
"All done" he whispered almost inaudibly into my ear; his fingers tracing light circles either side of my upper arms.
"You missed some bits" I said softly, my eyes still shut as I concentrated on the careful movements of his fingers.
"Oh?" he smirked into my neck, finally pressing his lips to my skin.
Trailing his index finger from the nape of my neck and down my spine, he caught my towel on the way, my arms loosening their hold as I let it drop to my sides. His hands snaked around my waist and slowly up across my ribcage; goosebumps erupting across my skin as I shuddered under his touch.
His tongue flicked across my skin as his hands eventually found their place upon my breasts; his palms massaging them gently as his thumbs concentrated their movements to my nipples. His lips soon made their way to the skin behind my ear as he dropped one hand to my side and pulled the towel completely from me; his long fingers brushing the damp skin of my inner thigh. As his fingers explored my aching skin, his other hand made its way up my neck; his thumb gliding along my jaw as he turned my cheek towards him. Our lips met; mine parting as his tongued lapped along my lower lip. His fingers were now tormentingly close to where I wanted him most; my heart pounding as our lips worked in perfect sync. I moaned into his lips as his middle finger skimmed my clit; his lips twitching upwards into a smirk as he repeated his motion. I could feel him hardening behind me; the thin material of his joggers failing to hide his arousal.
With a quick tug on my hip, I swung my knee across his legs so I was now straddling his waist; his eyes glimmering as he looked up at me whilst his fingers traced smooth lines up and down my back. They soon made their way around my front and between my legs; my hips jerking rhythmically against his touch as his lips teased my breasts. I pulled on the hem of his tee, swiftly removing it from him before pushing him back to the bed below. The lighting of the room highlighted his toned physique and perfect bone structure; his jaw edgy and muscles sculpted. He looked down to his crotch and back up to me, smirking as he raised his eyebrows at me insinuatingly. He was fast growing beneath me, but as crazy as he was driving me right now, I needed to tease him first.
I shrugged innocently at him, keeping his eye contact as I toyed with the waistband of his joggers. Leaning my body to his, I placed a small kiss on his lips before working my way down his neck, past his collar bones, down the crevice between his abs and to his hips, tasting his hot flesh. Smirking up at him, I pulled his joggers from him; his erection quickly pressing firmly against his stomach as I pulled them down his thighs. I let my hot breath wash over him as I kissed the insides of his toned thighs, slowly working my way up from the base of his length to the head. His hips bucked towards my teasing touch; my tongue brushing lightly across the tip. I looked up from beneath my lashes; his hands behind his head and lips parted as he watched me intently. Brushing my fingertips along his hips and stomach, I took his length in my mouth; his stomach tensing as I moved my lips as far down as possible. He hissed into the quiet air as I moved my head back and forth slowly; his fingers now digging into the nape of my neck desperately.
"Come here" he whispered softly yet commandingly, guiding my head from him.
My body was soon pressed to the mattress as he brought my legs either side of him and held his shaft in his hand. Holy fuck, he looked so amazing; so carnal. His strong frame leant above me; eyes dark and lips full. Keeping my gaze, he guided himself smoothly into me, and I had to bite down hard on my lip to stop myself screaming out at the incredible familiar sensation. His biceps bulged beneath his taut skin as he rested his weight onto his elbows; his hips rocking back and forth carefully as I got used to him. I ran my hands from his hips to his shoulder blades; his muscles moving beneath the palms of my hands as his thrusts quickened. Soft moans were caught on the end of each jagged breath, gradually getting louder as his movements became increasingly urgent.
"Shhh..." "Shhh..." he laughed, nipping playfully at my lip.
I bit down on my lip and dug my fingers into his hot clammy skin, but no matter what I did, I couldn't repress how good he was making me feel.
"I can't Harry" I moaned breathlessly, arching my back towards him.
He paused; his arms trembling as he supported his weight above me.
"Let's take things slow for a bit then, yeah?"
I nodded as he shifted the weight of his body on to mine; our lips quickly meeting. His hips moved slowly, but deeply, careful to keep me quiet. He smirked into the kiss as my breathing steadied; mouths entwined softly as I tangled my fingers through the loose curls hanging from the back of his neck. His crotch caught my clit on each thrust, driving me mercilessly closer and closer to the edge. I writhed restlessly beneath him, and he knew I was close.
"Okay, are you gunna keep quiet baby?" he whispered into my ear, raising himself from me as he repositioned his body above mine.
I nodded feebly, pulling on his hips as I urged him to continue. He smirked as he took the hint, his clammy body glistening slightly in the light as he hovered above me. He started slow; but his careful movements were soon replaced by sharp thrusts that were fast pushing us both to the finish line. The head of the bed began to thud against the wall, but the sexual bliss that we were in was overriding everything else right now for us to even care.
"Bite down if you have to" he groaned breathlessly; his damp curls tickling my forehead as his head bowed towards me in exhaustion.
I pressed my lips desperately to his shoulder as the new angle sent an overwhelming wave of pleasure crashing through me; my entire body tensing beneath him as his skin caught my moans. He continued his movements, delaying his orgasm for as long as he could prolong mine.
"Come for me" I whispered as I brought my lips from his skin, pushing his curls from his forehead.
Pursing his lips and furrowing his brow, he let out one final throaty groan before letting himself go; movements fast becoming lazy and slow.
His body collapsed on to mine and our lips met, working against one another as we both came down from our highs; bodies trembling and breathing sparse.
I slipped one of Harry's t-shirts on as he brought the duvet over us; resting his arm out to the side to accommodate my body. I curled into the side of his torso, draping my arm across his stomach and resting my head onto his shoulder. Harry leaned to the bedside cabinet as his phone suddenly lit up, holding it above his face.
He let out a deep laugh.
"What?" I asked curiously, raising my head from his chest to look at the screen.
He laughed again, turning to face me; his dimples set prominently either side of his cheeks
"My Step-dad said, 'I guess we should be thankful that that banging wasn't an earthquake...'"